Two rather enjoyable weeks have gone by.

Since that day I ate with Hanada-chan, I've continued to eat my lunch with her. We walk to and from the cafeteria and the koi fish pools together. Last week, it rained, so we ate in the classroom instead. But I'm not complaining. We got to learn a lot about each other: Hanada-chan loves the rain - she was disappointed when I said we couldn't go outside - nighttime - just like her namesake - and the cottage life, whereas I prefer the sun, daytime, and the city life. Alongside fantasy novels, she reads manga, manhwa, webcomics, and fan fiction. I don't have such a diverse interest in reading; manga is just fine for me. The most surprising thing I learned about her was that she admired traditional weapons: knives, swords, arrows, and spears. And here I was valuing the power of a well-landed punch and kick and Pro-Hero Gunshot's firearms. But when I got home, I drew sketches of her dancing in the rain, reading by the fire, and practicing with those weapons.

My training with Endeavor has been the same as before, nearly palpable tense silence and speaking only when necessary. He's doing the same thing he always does. Ignore the problem. Ignore the pain. Ignore the idea of asking for forgiveness, and move on. He's done this since I was five, and he hasn't changed since. I hate it so much. But as much as I hate it, I'm doing the same thing too. I don't want to acknowledge the argument from that night, I don't want to feel the pain anymore, and I sure as hell don't want to apologize. I'm trying to distance myself from him, but I'm behaving just like him, nonetheless. How pathetic! But I have to stop. I want nothing to do with my disgrace of a father, so that means I can't behave like him. Tomorrow morning, we're going to talk. I won't let him ignore the issue. I won't let him ignore me.

But that's for tomorrow. Right now, I'm in class and Aizawa-sensei has something to announce to the class. "For the foundational skill of heroics we'll study today, it was decided you'll be supervised by a three-man team, comprising me, All Might, and somebody else," he says. I'm interested now. "Be the hero everyone needs, whether it's a flood or any other disaster. It's the Trial of Rescue!" While the class chatters about how excited they are, I'm planning. Trial of Rescue ... One of the duties of a hero is to save and help people who are in danger. So what kind of rescue mission will the class and I have to execute? Save citizens from a collapsing building? Get workers safely out of a bank hijacked by robbers? Or guide stranded swimmers in the water to shore? Sensei continues, "This time, it's entirely up to each of you whether you wear your costume. Some of your costumes probably aren't adapted to the task at hand, after all. The training area is fairly far away, so we'll get there by bus. That's all. Go get prepared."

I leave and get changed into my hero costume. By the time I reach the place where the bus is parked, everyone else is already there, including Hanada-chan. One hand is resting on her nape as she cocks her head side to side, stretching the neck muscles. She and I hear an audible crack, and we wince simultaneously. "Ouch. That must not be fun for your facet joints."

"You know your human anatomy. I'm impressed. But, yes. Now my neck hurts," she groans behind her smirk.+

"I don't know how long the bus ride will be, but I think it's long enough that you can rest for some time."

"Will do."

As we're about to board the bus, I notice that everyone but Midoriya is not wearing his U.A. training uniform, instead of his hero costume. Just as I wonder why he tells Uraraka that his costume got destroyed in the Trial of Battle and has been sent to the support company for repairs. Meanwhile, Iida's got his immovable role-model-student act down. He waves his arm up and down as he orders, "In order to get everyone seated smoothly on the bus, file into two lines according to your numbers." Apparently, that turns out to be pointless as the bus doesn't have a school bus seat arrangement. I take the window seat in the back of the bus. To my surprise, Hanada-chan sits in the seat next to mine. Not to my surprise, she promptly leans back and closes her eyes.

I lean back too and enjoy the ride.

Note: I have copied some dialogue from one of the English-translated versions of the manga. The link to the chapter is here: /manga/boku-no-hero-academia-chapter-13/