So chapter 17. Close to 200,000 words...
I have said this before, and I'll say it again. I don't know how I have managed to reach this number, but somehow we are right at the start of the U.A Festival. To be honest I never thought that I would make it here, much less 100,000 words - 200,000 didn't even cross my mind. But I am here for the long haul, so we keep on marching forwards?
Heh, I am about as cool as a cucumber.
So I guess that's my speech. More will be said near the bottom of this chapter, a more heartfelt speech I suppose as we enter another major milestone for this story.
Gintama Opening 11, Wonderland by FLiP
And again this is a more 'humorous' chapter meaning it's 'filler'. Nothing that happens will be referenced in this chapter, so if you want just don't read. What I can promise you is that I'm trying to build believable relationships between Sora and 1A just doing random stuff, things high school kids have most definitely done (Myself included).
If you want to see some dumb shit then by all means read.
If you want to see the story progress... I can promise you the next chapter will be what you are looking for!
Summary:
My wings have been clipped and so I am now a fallen angel following down the path of degeneracy. Please consider sending some porn for me to enjoy-, Wait actually no! Don't send porn! I, Sora Yamazaki, am severely against porn! It is bad for you!
Instead send me your panties (Only if you are a girl...)
No, this isn't some unfunny, perverted 'skit'.
I, Sora Yamazaki, require your panties in order to save the world! If not I will continue to suffer from panties-deficiency and will die one day therefore leading to the demise of this world! If you wish to aver this dark future, consider my proposal!
Please!
Chapter
Seventeen
'Climbing up a mountain is a long task, but at the end you will be left with a sense of accomplishment... or a desire to kill yourself for walking up a rock.'
"Hey Sora what did you get for question four?" Kaminari asked me nervously. We just had finished a pop quiz, and I had decided to invite both him and Mineta to my house after school to play some games. Seems like he was nervous about his grades... Well since I passed him my answers during the test I wasn't all that worried about him. It was rather easy to at least get sixty percent.
"Is there any point to asking that? You probably failed you glorified charger." Mineta snapped. Oh, I definitely knew who didn't revise for the test. Just one look at the purple haired midget told me everything to know about how he found the exam, sweaty palms and a horrified look etched onto his face. One could say he spent too much time pumping the wrong knowledge into his brain.
Not that it matters to me anyway.
"Who are you saying failed?!" Kaminari questioned.
"You." I joked. "That is what we were discussing. Do you like, never not listen to the conversation or what?"
"I-, Oh yeah? Well guess who got a girls number! That's right, me!" The blonde boy boasted, pointing at himself looking rather proud. He looked like a five year old telling their mother that they managed to sit up on the toilet with no help. Both Mineta and I shared a look before bursting out into laughter. Oh god, that's what he was doing at lunch time?! No wonder we were looking for him and we couldn't find a single trace of the blonde haired bastard. So instead of eating lunch with his 'brothers in arms' he was talking to girls instead. I resisted the urge to shake my head, after all even a four year old knew that it's "Bro's before hoes!" but Kaminari obviously missed that memo.
"Oh let us see then!" Mineta hastily replied. Kaminari scrambled to get his phone out of his pocket in his anger, nearly dropping it in the process. I could hear hear him mumble something like 'I'll show you idiot! I'll show you all!' He never ceased to be a source of amusement for me. Especially when he went to his contacts list and...
"Who's Chiaki?" I asked.
"Oh that's the girls number I got! She was super hot dude, like she had a miniskirt, pigtails, big assets and everything. Man, you should have seen her... second year as well!" Kaminari answered with a grin. One look at the number told me all I needed to know about this 'Chiaki', something that made me internally laugh and cringe at the same time. Poor Kaminari...
"...Dude the dial number is plus four four. Not eight one like in Japan, she gave you a random number. Plus four four is the dial number for those who live in the United Kingdom." I said trying not to laugh my ass off. She gave him the wrong number... How did he not realise it? Has he truly never not recognised the fact that Japanese numbers start with a 'plus eight one'?
"HAHA! The ultimate disrespect! You didn't get shit Kaminari, you are just a loser that can't even get a girls number!" Mineta mocked as he danced around the blonde boy, who was rapidly getting more angrier as his face flushed more and more red. It didn't help when Mineta decided to the call the random number, only for an old man to answer. Kaminari quite literally 'catfished'.
"Huh?! Why the hell are you talking you purple pervert? Want me to shove your balls up your ass?" Kaminari exploded at the purple haired boy. He was aiming to hit him as he nearly tripped up on the pavement, and if it wasn't for me catching him, Kaminari would be on the floor right now clutching his head after it would have hit the curb.
"Kinky, is that what you said to that poor girl? Chiaki was it? No wonder you got a fake number, I don't think girls like that stuff!" Mineta provoked.
"That doesn't make sense you grapist." Kaminari responded, making a rude gesture to help further his point.
Mineta scowled as he replied, "Don't call me that!" Mineta was on the ropes now, Kaminari had him in a chokehold. How would Mineta, the serial grapist, find his way out of this one now?
"Grapist."
"Loser."
"Better than a grapist."
"Well anything is better than a loser that didn't even get a girls number." Mineta joked with a wink at my direction.
"I bet you don't even have a girls number registered on your phone!"
"No, but I have a girls LINE, does that count?" Ah right, LINE, the messaging app. How could I forget? I didn't, but it hadn't occurred to me that people still used line. I thought that had died years ago...
Kaminari grinned. "Everyone has at least one girl's LINE account, that's just pity points. Purely platonic let me tell you, no girl would ever willingly use their LINE to flirt with a boy. That's embarrassing."
"Unless they are a girl from Kyoto." I added, emphasising on the Kyoto part. The lollipop in my mouth was rather sour, I had picked it up for fifty Yen, a pineapple lollipop and I was severely disappointed. It tasted horrible, not to mention didn't have enough sugar for me to enjoy! It was like one of those 'sugar free' sweets that people shamelessly bought thinking they could eat them and not gain weight, only to find out the opposite.
"Why Kyoto?" Mineta asked.
"All girls from Kyoto chew gum while messaging boys on any messaging app. It's like the gold standard there, haven't you heard of the saying 'Kyoto boy toy'?" I said. Which strictly speaking was true, everyone and their mothers were warned about 'Kyoto girls' from a young age. I certainly was, Hinata was very prejudiced when it came to these sorts of things oddly.
"...Maybe I should move to Kyoto." Mineta whispered to himself. An admirable goal, apart from the fact that Kyoto girls would probably toy with him to the point of no return. Bye bye Mineta, hello 'Boy who spent their live savings for a girl that has three boyfriends number seventy seven!'
"Good luck with that you purple haired freak! You would be more lucky going to a mental asylum and asking for a girlfriend there, maybe you can get lucky and find a psycho that'll accept you being a midget." Kaminari said winking at me. I rolled my eyes at his antics, especially when Mineta kicked his shin.
"Maybe you should go to a graveyard, cause the only body count you will get will be with dead people." Mineta cheekily replied.
"Ah-, You god damn grapist you are dead-,"
"Oi, oi. Cut it out won't you? Jeez, you two act like a married couple. Anyway's we are a few minutes out from my house so I would prefer if you didn't come in screaming like a bunch of lunatics." I interrupted. I mean sure it was funny while it lasted, but it got old real quick. But it was a funny routine, and I hope it would never change. Especially when they flat out ignored me and started to argue again.
How fun.
I whacked both of them at the back of their heads, making them both glare at me.
"The hell was that for Yamazaki? Want me to shock you?" Kaminari screamed.
"I only allow girls to hit me, do that again and I'll stick you to a wall for the rest of your life." Mineta proclaimed.
I rolled my eyes at them. "Tch, I'll take both fo you on and still win. Try it and see for yourself." I replied cockily, not that it wasn't the case. I mean in a fight all I have to do is make a promise Mienta regarding going out on a date with a hot girl and he is taken care of. Kaminari would be a bit trickier, but one well times blow to the head ought to do the trick.
"Only Bakugo says 'tch'... Are you trying to mock him? The tough guy persona doesn't fit a short person like you." Kaminari responded, smiling at me. "No offence Sora, but you aren't scary in any way. I am more afraid of my hamster compared to you." Oi, I resent that! Especially coming from Kaminari, I mean who would find him terrifying? That must have been a lie to cope with the harsh reality that Kaminari is not scary.
I sighed. "Come on guys! Relax, I'm not trying to scare you, or 'mocking' Bakugo. Hell I said 'tch' before I even knew about him." That was a plain lie, I said 'tch' only after I found out about a certain series in my previous life. But they didn't need to know that. I mean it would be embarrassing if I said that Bakugo influenced me to say the word 'tch', wouldn't that make me a fan?
And I for one, was not a fan.
I mean in my previous life, I didn't care all that much about 'My Hero Academia'. I liked the first season, but after that it just... fizzled out? I kept up with it irregularly, it was something I liked but didn't care enough to rewatch, or read. But now I regretted my decision, while I remembered the basic plot of the first four seasons, ending with the girl with the overpowered Quirk and that gangster guy, anything else was quite literally forgotten.
And since I only watched it once...
I regretted not being able to have the advantage over Zero, and any other people that may have been like me and reincarnated into this world. I had to rely on what I think happened, and when there is a good chunk of content that I am unsure of - It makes me uneasy. But it doesn't matter what happened in canon, I had a weapon of my own that no one else had.
I had Class 1A.
That was all I needed in order to bring down the League of Villains. After all, the next best set of heroes all gathered in the same place had the best probability of brining down the League of Villains with Zero mixed in. No amount of future knowledge would be able to plan for human nature.
"Dude you there?" Kaminari asked me worryingly. "We don't want you spacing out before we even arrived at your house." I smirked at him.
"What, worrying about me?" I asked with a grin. "How... cute. Don't worry Kaminari, I won't judge you for swinging that way."
"Psh, as if I'd worry about you. And I'm not gay!"
"Admit it, you do care for me."
"The same way I care for that purple pervert, you two are threats that need to be eliminated in order for me to get in the girls good graces. Then I can finally have a harem, truly the best plan of all time!" Kaminari boasted. "None of you could even comprehend the genius-,"
"Stupidity." Mineta interrupted him, in response fist bumped with the purple haired boy. That was pretty well timed I have to say, it even made me chuckle slightly! Now, how was Kaminari going to reply?
"No, I meant genius. Cause' I'm a genius-,"
"Kaminari," I interrupted the blonde boy, trying not to laugh. "You and genius should never be in the same sentence. Do you even know how to spell it?"
"Yeah I do! G-E-N-I-U-S! And why not? Just watch, the next test we will do in class I'll ace it! I'll get one hundred percent! Higher than Yaoyorozu, higher than Bakugo and higher than you! Everyone will acknowledge that if I revise I'm the smartest!" Kaminari promised.
"Want to make a bet?" I asked.
"Sure!"
Mineta hald onto me as he was wiping tears from his eyes because of his laughter. "Oh god, Kaminari give up! There is more chance of me winning the lottery and getting a harem than you getting the top score on an exam in our class. Please, just give up."
I had to agree with Mineta. There was no way Kaminari was going to get the highest score.
And as Kaminari realised what he said, he quickly gave up on the idea as well. "Oh... right. Hehe, I was just joking."
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah of course, it was just a joke. Right Mineta?"
"Mmh, just a joke."
"Oh come on you two, it wasn't funny the first time! Stop ganging up on me!" Kaminari complained.
"I would never gang up on anyone, not even a girl Ganging up is essentially cuckoldry, and I am not a fan of NTR!" We both tripped up Mineta after he said that out of second hand embarrassment, especially when a bystander looked at us funnily. Sometimes walking around with these two idiots was a risk, especially in my neighbourhood. It would be awkward if one of my neighbour's overheard us talking about these types of things, especially since I presented myself as a normal guy.
I at least tried to hide these conversations from the public, but Mineta and to some extent Kaminari had no shame. They spoke about it wherever and whenever they felt like doing so, whether that be in class, on the train or five minutes away from my house. But I wouldn't have it any other way, after all who else would I discuss this shit with? I mean Mineta was the only person I know that collected romance visual novels.
Sometimes he would call me and rant for an hour or two about a route in one of those visual novel's that he finished, saying how bad and rushed the romance was, or complaining about how pure the main heroine was. Kaminari would randomly video call me, describing to me the most recent porno he watched and ask me to check it out. Sometimes we would have arguments over who was the better actress.
Oh wow...
Thinking about all this...
Were we... perverted? Degenerates? I mean we didn't do anything 'bad' against girls, we don't try to look at the girls in our class changing (Well Kaminari and I always have to push Mineta in the showers to stop him from trying to take a 'peek'. Only because we know the both of us would inevitably get blamed).
"We are here. Remember take off your shoes before you enter, my parents are super strict about this." I reminded them.
God I hoped no one was at home.
Luckily when I opened the door I saw that Hinata's shoes were not at the shoe rack, meaning she was out and about. Probably visiting one of her friends, and Miwa hadn't arrived home yet. Gekko never comes home until eight PM at a minimum, which meant I had a few hours of unrestricted time with Kaminari and Mineta. Unfortunately, Miwa left her door open.
Her clothes were scattered all across the floor, I sighed as I closed her door. I would have to clean it up before she arrived, why was it she liked to live in a mess? Not that I was clean, my room was unorganised, but it was much better than anything Miwa lived in. Mineta and Kaminari shared a weird look between each other, but I paid no attention to it as I threw my bag on top of my bed and sat down on my chair.
"Sit." I told them as I turned on my computer.
What games to play... A fighting game? Racing? First person shooter? Anime fighting game? So many to choose from, not much time to decide. Hm... Well I only had two controllers, so maybe a fighting game would be more suitable. Winner stays on? Oh right, I should also think of getting snacks. I picked a random fighting game as I handed Mineta and Kaminari my controllers.
"Play a match or two, I'll be back in a few minutes." I told them as I left my room going to the kitchen. I grabbed a few bowls and a hand full of sweets as I dumped them all in the bowls, a mix and match of some of my favourite sweets and some of Miwa's. Not that she was going to join us, just that it was all we had in the house. I grabbed three cans of soda before making my way back to my room.
"All right, I got two cola's and a orange flavoured soda. Choose." I told them as I sat back down on my chair, opening a cola and drinking it. Ah, a cool cola. How refreshing. Nothing like drinking soda's with the boys, especially when I saw Kamiari absolutely decimate Mineta at the fighting game. Was that a 'S' rank? Oh no, Mineta didn't land one hit on Kaminari.
Maybe I should switch games?
I took another sip from my cola can. It really was amazing.
"Hey Sora..." Mineta said. "How do you feel about skirts?" I promptly spat my cola on the floor, choking slightly. What kind of question was that?! Who randomly asks anyone what their thoughts on skirts are? Was that even a question that had been asked before?
"You know," Kaminari said before I could think of a reply. "We shouldn't be getting into this Mineta, as I told you a few minutes before he won't accept it."
"Accept what?" I asked confused. What the hell were these two talking about? I'd do anything, I'd never chicken out not in front of these idiots!
I sighed, if I wanted to find out the truth I just have to roll with it I suppose. "Yeah I like skirts, the way they coil round the waist of the girl, flaunting their legs. It's really nice, especially when they are wearing tights. It's like a deadly combo, multiplying the cuteness ya' know."
Kaminari hummed as he scratched his chin thoughtfully. "Huh... I never thought of it like that. I always thought that tights were annoying because it blocked off their skin which is the upside to wearing skirts in my opinion. But I can see the appeal of tights, especially dark ones in the winter. Combine that with a nice miniskirt and that sounds like a recipe for hotness."
"Oh and the fact that underneath the skirt is nothing but underpants!" Mineta added.
"...Dude you do know that girls wear shorts underneath right?" Kaminari said.
"What sparky said, I've seen Miwa shout in the mornings countless of times because her shorts weren't washed. To the point where she sometimes has to steal mine in order to go to school, let me tell you it's quite annoying." I added.
"What? No way?! I thought girls just wear their underpants and then a skirt."
Well there was this one time with Jiro...
I blushed just thinking about it. There was no way I was going to tell these morons about it, knowing them they would probably try to stalk her in order to get one glimpse at her panties. Degenerates. I looked away in disgust as I handed out the bowls of sweets, they weren't going to eat themselves now were they.
"Hey Sora..." Kaminari started.
"Do you think we could burrow your sisters skirts?" Mineta asked.
I spat out my cola once again, choking slightly. "Wh-what?! You're asking something impossible right there!"
Kaminari left the room and came back a minute later, holding three ironed skirts. "Got em'!" He said with a smirk, throwing one at Mineta and I.
"She's so going to kill you!" I said. "She is so going to kill me as well... Leave! Leave my house both of you! Let this be a lesson as to why I never want to invite you two to my birthday parties, just go home and keep yourselves there!"
However Mineta and Kaminari ignored me as they tried to put on Miwa's skirts... the wrong way around. Instead of stepping into it, and pulling it up they tried to put it on like a t-shirt. As in putting their arms through first and pulling it down, which didn't work once they realised how tight they actually were. I facepalmed at their stupidity knowing it would one day be my downfall.
"Oi, stop wearing it like that you idiots! Just take it off and throw it in the room and I'll forget this ever happened." I tried to say bit they both were ignoring me. That was until Kaminari accidentally dropped something he had been holding, causing Mineta to curiously pick it up and unfold it. It was...
A pair of white, lacy underwear. Woman's. With a nice small pink bowtie near the front.
"I-, you-, what-," I stammered out, clutching my hair. Oh no. Oh nononononononononononono! This can't be happening, why was it only me?! Oh god. Oh god. This was my death, all because Kaminari took Miwa's panties of the floor. Wait, what was he even doing with them in the first place?
"Oh don't worry Sora, I didn't steal them!" He told me with a smile and a thumbs up. "I gave her the pants I was wearing as compensation." I-, WHAT?!
"You really are stupid aren't you-,"
"OH MY GOD KAMINARI YOU STRUCK GOLD! I'LL GO AND EXCHANGE MINE FOR A PAIR-," Before Mineta could finish his sentence I chucked my controller angrily towards his head. Nope! No way!
"Let me make this very clear," I started. "No one is exchanging anything. Kaminari put those back where you found them or else I'll visit your house and video your mother having sex and post it around class." I threatened. "Wait no that doesn't make sense... Er, I'll say that you are a lolicon!"
"Or," Kaminari smirked. "We can each try on the skirt and see how it would look!" He told us, waving the skirt in his hand around like it was a flag. Nope, no way! I was not involved in this in anyway shape or form! Nada! I was just an innocent bystander... Right? I mean, surely it wouldn't hurt to at least try it? It'll be a quick affair, two minutes tops?
I hope Miwa doesn't kill me. Especially when I hastily agreed. Calm down, relax Sora. As long as everything is back to where it was, she will never know.
What could go wrong?
"All right then... Everyone look away. And no phones!" We all agreed to those terms. I put on the skirt, it was a little tight at first. Than and again it wasn't meant for me so what did I really expect.
"All right on the count of three."
One.
Two.
Three.
I turned around only to see Kaminari and Mineta giggling at me, holding the skirts as they waved them at me. Those bastards... They tricked me from the start! I picked up my chair as I threw it at their direction. Oh fuck me they planned this from the beginning, I can't believe I fell for their trap! What utter bastards, I hope they choke on thin air or even water!
"Relax Sora, relax!" Kaminari tried to calm me down. "It was just a joke, anyways... You look kinda good in a skirt. Like uh, in a non-gay way!" I raised my eyebrows at him.
"Y-yeah!" Mineta agreed. "If you had b-boobs and was a girl, you would look c-cute." Oh god help me, I was going to dump both their bodies in the nearby river tonight. Please, if there is a god make sure that they go down to hell for this.
Footsteps. Was it just me or did I hear footsteps? Nah, maybe it was just me as Kaminari and Mineta continued on with their comedy routine.
"Mmh, if you pose like this you could make some serious money! Its like all your male hormones were suddenly sapped out of existence."
"Yeah you are like... the flattest girl ever! Maybe you should wear a bra or two to pretend you have tits and then we can take a cut of any of your earnings?" I hit Mineta for that comment. No way in hell was that happening.
I was prepared to give a witty remark, all before my door room suddenly slammed open, Miwa standing their with a forced smile as she cracked her knuckles. Her face turning into a variety of colours, from purple to lime green all because of her Quirk which allowed her to change her skin colour at will. Although when extremely angry or sad, it flashes into various colours within seconds.
Ho, I had never seen her flash between seventeen colours in five seconds.
"So, what's going on here?" She asked coldly, with that same unnerving smile plastered across her face. Her eyes squinted and her head tilting slightly to the right. The three of us all looked at each other before falling to the floor and apologising.
Please god, please.
Let me be reincarnated into another life after I die here.
Chapter
Seventeen point One Redux
'The point of a haircut is to help you, not hinder you!'
"You should get a haircut."
"No."
Jiro rolled her eyes as she threw a wrapper at me. "Why not? You look homeless as of now, and especially with your style it just doesn't mesh well."
"...My style? I didn't know you looked at my style. And it does mesh well thank you very much."
"You dress like an idiot."
"I do not."
"You do. Who wears a bright yellow hoodie along with black jeans and white shoes? It hurts to even look at, and I don't even care about fashion like that. You look like you just matched a bunch of random clean clothes together and called it a day." Jiro complained.
I coughed slightly. How did she know that was exactly what I did?!
"...Sora. Please, please, don't tell me that is the case."
I tried to shake my head, but it was too late. I had already incriminated myself to the crime and we both knew it. Now, to say that I had no style was... was... Oh fine then! Yes, I have no fashion sense. If it wasn't for school uniforms I would probably dress up like a clown to go to school, I tended to pick things that I thought looked cool rather than what actually fit together.
And the end result was ugly.
Disgusting even.
And it was my hair, my stupid light blue slash silver hair that ruined anything I wanted to wear. I only looked good in white or dark colours, anything else would make me look weird. So I tried to ignore not caring, after all I could dress up however I want, but that wasn't the case. No, for as long as I had friends that had a pair of eyes I was shackled into wearing whatever they recommended to me.
Want to go to my birthday party? Wear this outfit that I have specifically made for you.
Oh you want to watch that movie with us? Please just wear a plain white t-shirt, jeans and white shoes. We will give you a grey jumper when you meet with us.
You want to come to the sleepover? Don't worry, I have spare clothes that you can keep.
It was so infuriating. I get it, my 'style' is horrible, but I can clean up nicely! Just give me a few hours to get ready, and I'll wear something nice! Like a suit or something. Or maybe my yakuta? But noooooooo, I had to pick everyone up as the 'elder one'. It was 'my responsibility' to keep everyone safe as the 'hero' despite Jiro being right next to me. Just why? Why was it like this?
Why was Jiro trying to distance herself away from me?!
Jiro she looked... she looked good. Not that I would ever tell her of course, but she was wearing a baggy navy blue hoodie that suited her hair and eyes perfectly. She wore ripped jeans and had flat white shoes that looked slightly worn out. She was carrying a bag as she sighed and opened it only to reveal...
She threw me something. It was a white jumper with the worlds 'Rock on!' printed on the front with a blue lightning bolt.
"Are you going to stare at it all day or are you going to wear it?" She snapped at me. "Of course I guessed you would come in with clothes that were unacceptable, so I decided to leave my house early and buy you a jumper. Keep it, it's yours. Just do me a favour and throw that hideous yellow hoodie away, it isn't even a nice yellow."
I nodded. Yeah, yellow wasn't me, or rather it wasn't a colour that represented me. I always preferred white and blue, preferably used together, and the jumper Jiro gave me seemed to match the bill. Now sure 'Rock on!' wasn't me, nor the lightning bolt. But...
Wearing a gift from a close friend.
That was totally me.
I followed her command as I took of my yellow hoodie, putting it in the bag I brought with me as I put on the jumper. It was comfy, more than that it fit me perfectly. Heh, maybe I should ask Jiro to do my clothes shopping from now on-,
Er.
No.
"Ahem. You done?" She asked me, trying not to meet my eyes.
"Yeah, thanks by the way. For getting me this jumper, I like it. A lot actually." I replied with a nod. Should I take a picture? Nah, I had no usable pictures. I wasn't very photogenic was I? My social media platforms was a 'dead space' so to speak, all my profile pictures were blank. I had no photo's of myself and I only followed my friends and a handful of heroes.
I wasn't even what you would call a normal teenager, especially when I barely used them apart from messaging others. Unlike other's that decided to use their social media platforms to 'spread awareness' for controversial topics; or decided to make others laugh, I was simply different. And I suppose that wasn't a bad thing, and being different not in the quirky sense, rather in the sense that I was bored of it.
And I was.
I had a whole life filled with worrying about social media, worrying about who would see me etc. I just didn't care, I wouldn't add anyone else other than my friends, nor would I accept anyone else. Oh right, my account was private. I mean who had a public account? To me that seemed like a recipe for disaster, 'Oh no my sister saw that porn post I liked featuring that cat girl getting destroyed in a gang bang...'
Oh my god I was perverted wasn't I?! That was a horrible example. But I suppose it made sense, public accounts all too often are always embroiled in multiple controversies - Sometimes even at the same time! I hated conflict, so I'd rather stay far, far, far away from that. And so it made sense as to why I made my accounts private rather than public. It just made sense.
And with my bad sense of style, a need for a haircut and the fact that I play way too many games for my own good. NO! There was no way, I mean it couldn't be... Was I... Was I...
Was I a NEET?
Wait I'm an idiot. I'm in education.
So then was I an otaku?!
But... I had a social life. I had friends, I went to school, I wasn't a total shut-in! I was productive, I got good grades and I tried to work out as much as I could (See never).
"You know if you keep on getting lost in that head of yours people will stop trying to talk to you," Jiro complained. "That includes me by the way! I can't believe I decided to meet up with you to attend Saki's birthday party a week before the Sports Festival. I could be training right now, or trying to at least. And instead of talking to me, you are lost in your own head."
"...I'm sorry?"
She sighed heavily as she just walked ahead of me, choosing not to respond. Did she want me to comfort her? Oh I'm sorry for not helping you while you are stressed, sorry did you also forget that I too am going to be fighting in the Sports Festival? Or did you forget that I'm not telepathic and cannot read your mind? Hm?! Gr, why are girls so annoying to understand?
Just give me a hint, one bloody hint!
"Oi Jiro... were are we?" I asked her. Saki lived near the outskirts of Musatafu. Why were we in Yokohama?! That was a prefecture away?!
"It looks like we are in... Yokohoma? But how, I thought you said if we got the tube to the left we would arrive at her house within minutes?"
The left... but we took the right train.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh god.
"Jiro... I think I may have taken the wrong train with you."
"How do you manage to do that?! It's a simple right or left?!"
"...I think it might have been my hair that confused me. Stupid hair!"
Chapter
Seventeen point two Re(born)
'It's a shame that training requires thinking, but thinking does not require training! Wait no, that doesn't make sense? Hold on I'm trying to hard for this chapter title, it isn't even funny anymore! It's just one bad joke after another, STOP!'
Ah.
Nothing like some strawberry milk after a serious work out session to get you pumped for the next one. I had just finished my one hundred sit ups, push ups and squats for the month. Let me tell you, it was serous work. I mean damn my muscles hurt, but hey, training is training. It's like that movie, 'I am the idiot', wait no isn't it 'Love Hina'? No that's an anime.
I think...
Bah! Trying to remember details from my previous life was a pain. Especially when I chose not to remember it or rather I try not to think about it for as long as possible and when I do start thinking about it I usually do exercise as punishment. Yes! That is correct, I do excercise to make sure that my brain doesn't think of pesky things like my trivial 'past life', or how good the girls in 1A would look in a maid outfit.
Hanaukyou-Maid-tai: La Verite anyone?
No?
Well it doesn't matter anymore. I suppose one could say I was 'unserious', but I would like to point out that Mineta thinks a good 'workout session' involves wacking his meat an ungodly amount of times to porn. I think. Kaminari thinks a good workout involves watching an anime together in the middle of night, preferably one with a lot of fights. Jiro thinks a good workout involves listening to music and critiquing it until that album is forever tainted.
Yaoyorozu's ideal workout session involves memorising a bunch of chemical formula's, something I don't want to touch with a ten foot pole. No, make that a hundred! Midoriya's ideal workout session probably involves weights... a lot of weights. Bakugo's perfect workout session involves cutting my ears due to the amount of noise he'll simply create by shouting at 'The shitty machine for not working correctly!'
Sero seems like a cool dude... I bet he's into bondage-, Er I mean ropes! Yeah... ropes.
Ojiro's ideal workout session involves having a spar to the death. Mina's workout session most likely involves yoga, god damnit maybe I should do yoga with her? No. That would make me a pervert. Never in a million years! Uraraka's hard workout session involves stringing a piece of mochi in front of her face and telling her to run, sort of like a carrot on a stick. Apparently it's highly effective.
Working out with Todoroki would ironically make me die, I mean he's so cool! Hopefully he'll say some cool shit like "You already had a frozen heart before I froze you." As he freezes someone to death. Or maybe burns someone to death as he yells "Fire Dragon's Roar!" And spits fire out of his mouth (But secretly it comes from his left hand). Tokoyami's workout session most likely involves watching a documentary about birds, something that sounds cool as hell.
Does Hagkure even workout? I imagine if she does it'll very likely be something to do with espionage, maybe sneaking into the changing rooms-, Wait! If Hagakure is invisible... doesn't that mean she could theoretically enter the boy's changing room unnoticed? What if... what if she was a pervert?! Would that mean that instead of us trying to control Mineta, we should be controlling Tooru Hagakure?!
Tsuyu's workout session involves water. Maybe a swimming race? Yeah that sounds nice, ribbit. Who else, who else... AH! Koda! How could I forget him... how did I forget him?! That'll involve having an in depth conversation about how humans are animals and whether or not he can control us. I shuddered to think what he would do if that was the case, its always the quiet ones that are the most kinkiest.
Iida.
Leg day all day.
Kirishima.
"Throwing rocks at each other is manly as hell dude!"
Aoyama?
Sparkles! And a lecture on why capes are important and don't kill heroes...
Shoji?
Actually... he seemed like the perfect workout partner. He was quiet, calm and seemed like he had a good head on his shoulders. I reached out for my phone as I rang up the tall boy, and eventually he picked up.
"Hey man, you free tomorrow to train? I know the Sports Festival is a few days away, and I'm sorry for springing it up on you so late but I would really appreciate it!" I told him over the phone.
"Sure. What weight class you in? Also do you do aerobic or anaerobic exercises?"
Huh?
Huh?
Exercise is exercise... right? Why all the need... for the science terminology... Gah.
Shoji wasn't supposed to be like this.
I thought...
I thought he would be chill.
Not...
"I'm sorry man I'll call you later something came up." I threw my phone on my bed as I sighed and sat down on my chair, rotating it around so I could be doing full three-sixty's. I was never going to ask Shoji to a workout ever, ever again. I booted up my PC, time to grind at some RPG's. Anything to take off my mind from the fact that Shoji... Shoji...
He was a jock! A 'gym lad'!
I felt betrayed!
Why?
Why him of all people?!
Why couldn't I just have a workout session with someone normal and not confuse me with all these technical terms.
Why.
Chapter
Seventeen point three Re(Done)
'Liking something popular does not mean you have bad taste, it just means you are a newbie!'
"Hey Sero are you free?" I asked the... the Spider-Man knock off. I mean that was all he was in my head, he basically looked like Peter Parker anyway! He had uhm... the same hair colour as him! Yeah! The hair colour was the same, so obviously he was like Spider-Man!
"Yeah man. Why, wanna get lunch together?"
I shook my head. "Nah I want to explore the school, and since you have a good Quirk that'll help me escape you are a natural fit."
"Your head is weird man, ataoka!"
"...Uhm what?" I said confused. Did he just say... my head was weird? Was that supposed to be an insult? Did he want to fight? What was he trying to say?! Do I... do I have a weird head shape?! No! It can't be, I mean that's why I grew out my hair to hide the potential fact that my head shape was bad! But when I had short hair, no one told me otherwise. If anything I had a god head shape...
What did Hanta Sero mean? Does he thnk my head shape is bad? What is he trying to convey?
"Okashii, you don't get what I mean do you?"
I shook my head. Was he high on drugs? Oh god, I went to school with a 'meth head'! Not again, please anything but that!
He scratched the back of his head as he gave me a sheepish smile, apologising as he bowed his head down in embarrassment. "Heh, sorry man. I was speaking in slang, I was trying to say 'Are you crazy?' but in a good way. And 'okashii' means weird, it's just weird to me that you don't get the slang man. Like I would have thought you, an ex-delinquent, would understand you know? Anyway that's how we all talk in Tokyo. Sorry, I'll try to dial it back some more."
Slang...
"Nah it's fine. I just thought you was off your rocker, didn't realise it was slang my bad. Just speak however you feel comfortable in, as in use slang if you want. I'm sure that... I'm sure whatever you will be trying to convey will be communicated with just the tone of your voice alone! Yeah!" I replied confidently. That was enough right? I sure hoped so, because if it wasn't...
"Dude, maji manji?! Shika katan my guy!"
Yeah... I was totally going to regret this.
Chapter
Seventeen point four Reforged
'Is this the end? This isn't funny. Please make this end!'
I yawned.
I still hadn't found out the answer to solve my issues regarding my speed. It was late at night and I only had a few days left until the promised day arrived, The Sports Festival. To be honest I hadn't planned at all for this, but I needed to make a good impression. Especially with what came after, no doubt Zero would try to influence the next set of event towards his favour.
The Hero Killer...
Soap.
STAIN! I meant Stain. If I remembered correctly it was a trio consisting of Midoriya, Todoroki and Iida that managed to defeat him the first time round, but there was no guarantee that events would play out like the did in canon. Especially after I said that I would defeat Zero no matter how many changes he made to the timeline... Oh god, why did I say that?!
Was I strong enough to declare war on a villain group? Wasn't that just a bit above my weight class? Either way I needed to find a way to increase my speed, and fast, if I wanted any hope of trying to help them out regarding Stain. But one thing that had me pissed off was Iida; or rather the fact that I couldn't help him. It was his brother, the current Ingenium that was going to pay the price.
And there was nothing I could do to prevent that.
I mean I couldn't exactly tell a hero to not go on patrol that day? I could try to call Ingenium away from the crime scene, but he was all the way in Hosu while I was in Musatafu. Fuck. The only thing I could do as of now is start to prepare a speech for Iida once it reached his ears that his idol, his brother, could never be a hero ever again. That bastard Stain, I don't remember liking that psycho when I first watched the series.
And now my opinion of him has gone bellow just a mere dislike.
But that was something to be discussed at a later date, preferably when I would hopefully go face to face with him. As of now I was stuck worrying about how to perform in the Sports Festival, that was my biggest concern. I mean if I did horribly they would very likely transfer me out of 1A... But if I went to the finals I'd have to face one of those monsters in my class...
Bakugo, Todoroki or Midoriya.
I knew I had no chance of winning against them, but it's not like I wanted to pick a fight with them in the first place. They were strong, unbelievably so, to the point that they had no major weak points that I could exploit easily. Angering Bakugo would make the beatdown I would receive even more brutal, Todoroki's chilly way of dealing with me would be ten times as embarrassing and Midoriya just wouldn't fall for my tricks.
He was too nice of a guy.
But I did want to try at the Sports Festival, I wanted to see how far I could go! Even if I didn't win, this was my chance! My chance to prove myself to not only my friends and family, but to those around Japan. To Zero. That I was serious, that I was a hero as well, and no matter what I would pull through. I needed to make an impact, after all I'm sure while Zero is scheming away, the League will be watching the sports festival for potential recruits.
I needed to shut them down.
But I also wanted to show those heroes that 'save the day', those numbskulls with pro-licenses that I was going to be a hero too, that they should take me on for the internships. See I needed to go to as close as Hosu as possible, and that was far. Giving a subpar performance might have been the laziest way to go out, but it didn't align with what I wanted to achieve.
I sighed.
This was so long. Why couldn't it be a easy task? Well, technically speaking if I wanted to increase my speed, I could do what Bakugo does? Use my Nimbus to propel me through the air, but that would require me to use my hands. Aizawa warned me about that, since I wasn't as tall as other people to use my hands I needed to get up close and personal, and considering I had no experience when it came to martial arts it was more of a liability to do so.
Especially when my Quirk wouldn't help me in those situations either.
I guess using a weapon would solve my problem of having to go up and personal adding some range for when I fight, but it didn't solve my problem of being slow, there must be something...
Wait.
If I use a weapon, like a lance, that limits my movement completely. Any two handed weapon would ruin my speed realistically, especially if I am using my Nimbus to create them. So that means using one handed blades, swords and daggers, would be more suitable in a fight. But... After the USJ, could I really use a bladed weapon? I leaned back on my chair.
This was so annoying.
I didn't want to hurt a villain to the point where in which I killed them, that wasn't a hero. Did I even have it in me to kill? I wasn't afraid of it, maybe that meant I was a psychopath, but I wanted to avoid it as much as possible. Villains like All For One and Shigaraki, could they even be rehabilitated? But who was I to just not give them the opportunity to do so...
Who was I to take up a sword and kill people in the name of 'justice'?
Using a katana, or any bladed weapon, meant that I was prepared to kill. But I wasn't. No matter how angry I would have got if I had killed that villain during the USJ, I would have never been able to forgive myself. I would have killed someone for my friends, and they wouldn't have wanted that. No one in my life would like to have seen me become a murderer for their sake. But it was a good weapon for me to use, it had great range and helped me immensly during the USJ attack. It solves all my problems regarding range, but it would slow me down especially if I hesitated.
Damned if I do, damned if I don't.
Time was running out and I still had no plan of attack. I couldn't use my Nimbus to create a blade during the Sports Festival, no it would be far too dangerous. Especially when I have no training with the sword-,
Oh.
That's it!
I scrambled onto my computer, typing in training sword into the search engine. I was a beginner, I shouldn't be around sharp objects, so I wouldn't use one. No, if I used a bokken I would be able to keep my Nimbus completely free to use to increase my speed. I smirked as I took a peek into my closet, there stood a white yakuta. A white yakuta with small blue swirls plopped around giving quite an impression.
I couldn't stop myself from laughing.
It was ironic.
Ironic that my Quirk allowed me to basically burrow other character's attacks and use them as my own. Rasengan? Just use my Nimbus and transform it into a ball and make it rotate extremely fast. Bankai? Wrap it around my body and puppet it, making it seem like I have gone faster and stronger although it does hurt my body afterwards. Gum Gum Pistol? Use my Nimbus to basically extend my reach making it seem like my body is stretching.
And there was tons of more attacks I could copy.
So it was ironic that I was stealing one last thing from a series known for it's parodies. I suppose it highlighted how creatively bankrupt I was, but originality was never my strong points. After all I used my knowledge in my previous life to deal with my schoolwork making it much easier as a result, not to mention I tried to use a katana like a cool samurai.
So technically ordering a bokuto with 'Lake Toya' wasn't too drastic of a change. If I could go to the support department after the bokuto arrives, I could ask for it to be strengthened and make it so I could the handle uses the same material as my gloves, allowing me store some of my Nimbus in it. Hell, I would be the first hero to use a telepathic sword.
It could be like Mjolnir where I throw it around and order it to come back to me.
Plus it fit my hero outfit much more better, basing it after some old samurai gear I thought looked cool was starting to be a solid decision I suppose. That solved my range, meaning now I could focus solely on my speed. Now I could use my 'Bankai' technique, but it created heavy strain. Even if I trained using it for longer periods of time, it would still leave me vulnerable in a fight until I can pull it off again.
No, my 'Bankai' would only be used as a last ditch effort in a fight. If I relied too heavily on it I might become complacent and start to use my Gambler's Quirk, and I didn't want that. No, that was the entire point of this exercise! Aizawa left me to my own devices to figure out my own way of fighting, my own way of fighting that wouldn't involve using my Gambler's Quirk!
Then from there he would probably iron out the edges of it making it so I wouldn't have to use that blasted Quirk ever again. Damn, Aizawa-sensei was a pretty good teacher. Maybe I should buy him a bottle of wine as a token of gratitude? Nah. I think he would be much happier if I surprised him by finding a solution to my range and speed by tomorrow, and telling him so we could work on it a little before the Sports Festival.
Speed...
Speed!
That's it! I grabbed my phone as I dialled the person at the top, hoping they would answer. If I was right...
Yeah, I would win.
I would level the playing fields at the Sports Festival.
"Hello?" I smirked as he answered the phone. Tenya Iida.
"Hey man I just want to ask something. You see your legs, when you run do you think it's possible to use your legs by jumping on other objects to increase your speed? Like I'm probably explaining it to you horribly but-,"
"Nonsense Yamazaki! I think I understand what you are asking right now, am I right to presume that this is going to help you for the Sports Festival next week?"
"Yeah you are right. I'd really appreciate any help you can give cause' I have an idea."
"Go on..."
Chapter
Seventeen point Epilogue
'If you start doping during foreplay, there's no eroticism or romance. At that point it's just sports, are you hoping to score a slam dunk? If so make sure that the foreplay you are involved in is taken seriously or else you will disappoint your partner!'
It was the day.
The Sports Festival, luckily after today and Tomorrow it would be the weekend and than... Golden Week! Yes, that holiday where school's cancelled for kids across Japan! It truly was a 'golden experience', and I was grateful for it. Especially when the week after out internships would hopefully begin. I just had to do well today and everything would be all right.
"You excited Sora?" Hinata asked me. Everyone took a day off today to watch the Sports Festival live. It made me feel nervous, especially since a lot of my friends decided to join the 'motive' as they called it.
"Yeah," I replied honestly. "I'm excited to participate. Although I'm not sure you will enjoy your son getting into fights." She hushed me as she cupped my cheek and smiled at me.
"As if I'd miss this! This my chance to meet all the new friends you have made... maybe even a girlfriend?" I sighed as Miwa retched next to me. Miwa, stupidly in my opinion, decided to skip school today to watch me. In her own words: "If I can't watch my brother lose and make fun of it, how can I call myself a sister?" I knew it was in jest, especially when she convinced a lot of our friends to come alone and watch me live.
Shirou, Sakura, Keiko, Saki, Makoto, Renji, Genji and Kenji all came. The only one missing was Denji, but that's because he was forced to do something at his school today. Unfortunate, but even he messaged me saying 'good luck for today', along with a picture of him setting up the event on the computer at school to watch. It made me extremely nervous having all these people root for me to win.
Jiro as well, they all wanted to see a finals that had Jiro versus myself.
"All right I'm going to go now. Catch ya' guys later I suppose!" I waved to them as I ran towards my class. I needed to get there early, especially since my request for my support item was approved last minute. All I had to do was give some bullshit excuse about my Quirk not working well since the USJ and my mental healthy failing slightly and they sent me on my merry way with promises that I would have my requested item for the Sports Festival.
Ah. How easy it was to manipulate schools. I'm sure Aizawa-sensei knew I was lying, but he probably didn't care and thought that my cunning skills should be rewarded. Or I hoped at least, it would be embarrassing if they truly believed in my lie. Oh well, no need to dwell on it now. Walking through the empty corridors sure was a experience, but it was one I was used to because of my constant tardiness.
I hope I wasn't late, knowing Aizawa he would probably skin me alive if I turned up late to such an important event. Not that I wanted to turn up late anyways, but you know how it is right? Right? I arrived at the door, hesitating to open it. Who would be inside? Todoroki most likely I mean he was always early for everything. Maybe Midoriya was already there, nervously spluutering something about Quirks as always.
Well this was it!
The day of the grand event!
Sports Festival Arc
Begin
So here we are, at the end of Chapter 17 and the Sports Festival has just begun. Exciting? It should be. Now some warnings, the event itself will be the same as canon however that does not mean the results will be the same! I would have thought that was rather obvious, but a concerned reader PM'd me about this which made me chuckle slightly.
You will get a Sports Festival that fits Over the Top, not a Sports Festival that is copied directly from My Hero Academia! Events will remain the same, but the outcomes of the events will be different. That is all.
Now onto Yamazaki's corner!
Brocole07:
Monoma as a fan ironically was one of my proudest moments when writing this story. When I first introduced Monoma, I just thought it would be a one of thing and he comes back like in canon. But then I realised that if Sora basically saved Monoma from dying, or at least what Monoma perceived to be as such, then surely his opinions would change.
And now we have super fan Monoma!
Nirmtheworm14:
I try my hardest to portray the relationship dynamics to the best of my ability, so hearing that I achieved doing so puts a massive grin on my face. As for pairings? Hehe.
Nejire is an interesting choice, and I agree wholeheartedly with your point. There needs to be more SI/OC x Nejire, but that doesn't mean it will happen here... Who knows?
And regarding Jiro being the main love interest, I have to say that it is an interesting theory. Romance is something I'm not worried about purely because when it does hit, It'll be right at the end. Will Jiro be the lucky girl to strike gold? Who knows.
You know I just realised I say 'who knows' a lot. Like a lot, to the point where I start to second guess myself (Ha, only joking...)
But the final pairing for Sora has been scrapped and rewritten multiple times. No joke, the original pairing was scrapped months ago and since then it has been a messy and confused time. However, I have a stable final pairing in mind that is likely not to change. So you are welcome I guess?
And Tokage... interesting theory I suppose, we shall see as the Sports Festival progresses!
Next Time:
Hijinks ensue as the Sports Festival begins in full force! I race, ice and explosions along with a shade of green! Will I pass the first trial, or will I fail like the rest? Find out!