So we have reached 200,000 words! Congratulations are in order. Thanks a lot for helping me reach 200,000 words! I mean that is an insane milestone, Alex Rider Nightsahde is apparently only 101,000 words! I have more words than a book from my favourite book series... Crazy. Not to say the quality is comparable, Nightshade beats the shit out of this story 10000000000x over!
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Now the song for this chapter...
My Hero Academia Opening 2 Peace Sign by Kenshi Yonezu!
Entering the classroom was an experience in itself. Ya' know how some say you can feel the excitement in 'the air' or whatever tripe they chatter about, well for once in my life I understood what people meant by that. It was the U.A Sports Festival, how the hell could we not be excited – A tournament about kids beating the shit out of each other! Glorious entertainment, one of the best I might add. It made serious bank just from television alone, with all the adverts these past few days on every channel promoting it.
Oh, watching a cooking show? Bam, Sports Festival advert right in the middle telling you to watch it while cooking for your family.
Crying over a foreign soap opera? Oof, maybe you should try crying when your favourite underdog of the tournament gets a 'German Suplex' and meets the ground!
Watching your most anticipated sports matchup of the year? Yeah, that matchup better be the U.A Sports Festival finals because the intensity there is off the charts!
One could say that the U.A Sports Festival quite literally is the biggest sporting event in Japan every single year, even more so this year because of well, er- us.
It was wicked to think that because we were attacked by villains that the public was now more interested in us as a class instead of future heroes, maybe out of morbid curiosity to see how a bunch of school kids managed to beat a few villains.
However, it still annoyed me. Greatly. Oh, how the radio talk shows discussed how strong our Class must be to have fought back, and then their co-hosts disagreed downplaying the villains' strengths calling them 'small fry' etc. I didn't realise it then, but 1A as a whole has a lot of attention on their every move. And after the Sports Festival, we would probably all be known throughout the country as the best upcoming heroes! And... that was something that annoyed me.
I preferred anonymity, purely out of habit because getting recognised on the street would be a massive pain in the ass. Oh, I'm going to buy some sweets? 'Please sir, can I have your autograph?' A small kid will ask me, with those bright eyes that scream adoration. I'll growl as I would eventually cave in, the walls in my heart having melted and now everyone else is asking for some kind of recognition. I pull my hair just at the thought of a hundred kids chasing after me with a photograph of me, begging that I sign the picture for them!
No! I don't want to do this! Take me back to when no one knew who I was! Please!
"Are you going to go in or what?" A voice asked behind me. I turned around to be greeted by the amused face of Jiro, who was trying not to laugh as I rolled my eyes at her question. Of course, I was going to go in, it's just... Wait what was I talking about again? Oh right, I was talking about how I would hate being recognised after the Sports Festival just because I'm in 1A. That would be my worst nightmare, I wouldn't be able to go buy a game anymore without reporters asking me why I like it.
"Yeah I'll go in."
I had asked around, and sure enough I'd get my support item. A Bokuto, with the words 'Lake Toya' inscribed onto it. Some would call me lazy, and other's would call me funny - But I didn't care about that. No, that Bokuto solved my problems Aizawa told me. I was short, so my reach was quite limited and since I wasn't a heavy fighter getting up close and personal was a liability.
But using a Bokuto? That added some range to my close range attacks, as well as sparing some more Nimbus to use instead of transfiguring some of it into a weapon. Now obviously if my Bokuto broke, I'd be in trouble but that was a problem for future me. And so I entered the classroom, fearing for the worst. I mean this was the Sports Festival; the highlight of the series!
So much happened, not to mention how cool it was to see unfold!
And here I was, front row seat to watching everything all come together! It felt like I was in a dream, only I was able to change the course of it. Well at that point, it isn't a dream but reality... So then it never was a dream in the first place? Gah, curse my mind! I was too annoying to my damn self to make sense, especially now of all times! Maybe it was the nerves speaking, but I was excited and nervous!
This was it, everything I had been waiting for!
A chance to prove myself...
Only after I had gotten my support item.
Chapter
Eighteen
'If you're prepared, you don't need to worry!'
"Oh, come on! It's to help me with my Quirk!" I yelled. I thought that my equipment was approved, but Aizawa-sensei was shafting me as he shook his head for what seemed like the hundredth time this past minute.
"Yamazaki the rules are that if you made it, you could use it. If you buy it, you will not be able to use it. Next time read the rules properly." I groaned, it was because I decided to get cocky and inscribe 'Lake Toya' onto the handle of the Bukoto that I was caught. If it wasn't for that, I would have gotten away with it.
I paid two thousand Yen extra for it and this is what I get?!
I suppose this was the price I had to pay for my hubris, a shame, but I deserved it... No. I don't deserve this, I deserved to use my item that I paid for! 'Unfair advantage' my ass, firstly we couldn't use our Hero costumes – And fair enough, Bakugo was already overpowered enough.
But using items only we made? I'm a Hero, not a fucking technician. I couldn't build a PC by myself, let alone a wooden sword. My brain would probably crash if I tried to do so, sanding away at a log of wood hoping it looks like a sword only to find out that's not how to do it.
That would be awful.
"But sensei-,"
Aizawa cut me off as he stared blankly at me. It was like he already knew what I was going to say... and knowing him he probably did know. What a scary guy. "If you are about to mention your 'Gambler's Quirk' then I would suggest you think of a better excuse. If you recall, my advice for you was to figure out your own style of fighting that combines your wish of speed with your Quirk. This isn't a solution. While yes, if your Quirk can potentially hurt you it is possible for a Heroics students to use a support item, it has to be made by them. Your classmate Aoyama not only cleared the first part, but he also built his belt."
I smirked at him. "Who says this was the solution?" His left brow raised ever so slightly; it wasn't helped that his face was obscured by his hair. However I had spent a lot of time with the man these past few weeks, so I suppose I came to know him better.
"Sensei, I did find a style – Or something I believe is the start of one. It's an idea, and it needs a lot of work to be useful and not a liability in a fight. But it could work..." I replied giving him a thumbs up. "Thanks for guiding me in the right direction!"
"Are you... trying to butter me up so I can give you permission to use the support item you bought?" Grk. Damn it, he got me again! What the hell was up with Aizawa-sensei, did he not want to see me win? I mean sure he teaches everyone in Class 1A – But that's not the point!
I'M the one he teaches in his spare time!
I want to be the teacher's favorite for once! It's always the smart girls, or the cool, athletic boys that are popular and the school's 'sweethearts! It's never us, the quiet nerdy kids that don't try in school because they play too many RPGs at home to understand what's going on in lesson but scrape good marks every time there is a test!
Wait no, that was too specific of an example. Gah, I was a fraud wasn't I! I hadn't bought a new game in... two weeks. Wait, wasn't there a sale after this? Hold on, If I impress Gekko and Hinata maybe they can give me some money as a 'well done son' gift?
Then I can buy even more games!
Aha, there it is! My motivation for the sports festival, getting even more games! "Sir, I need to use that item! Please!" I pleaded with my homeroom teacher, however my pleas fell on deaf ears. Let it be known that Shota Aizawa was a right old bastard when it came to allowing his students to get an advantage, however I couldn't blame him. I mean if I were in his shoes, I wouldn't let me use the item either.
"...Please." I tried my puppy dog eyes. Usually this was my trap card that I used only when I needed something, both Hinata and Gekko were weak to this attack every single time I used it. Aizawa stared at me blankly confirming my suspicions, that man had no soul! He was a soulless monster that only existed to make everyone's lives hell! I needed to exorcise him as soon as possible...
I was broken out of my thoughts as he flicked my forehead rather hard. "Oi, if I let you use it, will you stop bugging me? Your pathetic excuses are quite tiring to listen to over and over again. I will also be commentating in an hour, so we need to cut this short." Inwardly, I let out a sigh of relief. The bokuto was thrown at me, and I barely caught in time as Aizawa turned his back towards me as he went to leave the room.
"Make sure you don't disappoint. If you don't give it your all... I'll expel you."
"Haha, funny joke sensei."
I didn't get a reply.
"...Sensei?"
I sighed as I gripped the wooden sword tighter. I was up against some of the strongest people I knew; Todoroki, Bakugo, Yaoyorozu and... Izuku Midoriya. And that was from my class alone, 1B had some powerful people as well. Itsuka Kendo, Monoma and that utter bitch Setsuna Tokage. To put it bluntly, we were all competing for the top, to prove ourselves to everyone around the country-, No, the world.
It was scary. Even for someone like me, this was the biggest event and if you messed up once you would instantly become one of the most popular internet reaction videos for the next few months. You would be stuck in a never ending nightmare of seeing your face everywhere and recognised on the street for a simple mistake like tripping up or something along those lines.
But still, I couldn't hep but grin in anticipation. If I did well, it would be a message. A message to them. Zero. A threat, that I was getting better and better - That I was going to beat them one day. It was a threat to the League of Villains as well, to show that 1A wouldn't fold to them. That even if they used someone like Zero, we would still win because that is who we were.
Or at least that was the message I hoped to send to everyone around the world. That we were here, just like that video of All Might that a certain someone loves, and we were here to stay. Of course having the bokuto wasn't going to cause all this... No if anything the bokuto was a diversion of sorts. If you see someone with a bokuto, you instantly think that as the means in which the enemy will attack you with.
And while that was partially true when it came to me, I also had another 'trick' up my sleeve. Combining that with my 'Bankai' techniques, and I might have found something that will allow me to not be totally stomped by the monsters in my class. It wasn't perfect, far from it, and I hadn't properly used it but it was better than nothing. And I had one person to thank for it, Iida.
I left the empty office, resting the wooden sword on my shoulders as I made my way to our classroom. I still hadn't given my bokuto a name... Zangetsu? No. I was unoriginal yes, but if I named it Zangetsu I would be a creatively bankrupt person... Which I already was. I sighed in desperation, why was naming things so hard? I mean it was the same problem I had with creating new attacks with my Quirk, I just eventually used what I thought was cool from another series.
Opening the door rather forcefully, everyone's eyes were instantly on me. Oops, that was rather aggressive wasn't it? Ah shit, they might interpret my actions as a challenge? No fuck, go back! I closed the door as fast as I opened it, sighing in relief. It was okay, everything was fine. Breathe in, breathe out! This time I'll walk in normally and pretend nothing happened.
Yeah! That sounds nice!
It never happened.
I opened the door once again, this time with less power. Everyone's eyes... were still on me. Was it hot in here? Why was I sweating? Was the AC turned on? Was I suffering from a heat stroke? So many questions with not enough time to answer them. I nervously waved at everyone with my free hand, hoping that they wouldn't notice the wooden sword I was holding.
I mean obviously they did notice it, but that wasn't what I wanted to be the main focus of attention I suppose. No, that doesn't make sense. I positioned the sword on my shoulder just like any generic anime swordsman, hell I was even grinning right now... Wait why was I grinning? I'M NERVOUS, I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO GRIN?! Oh god, now they would thing that I was trying to initiate open warfare on them.
I was a traitor to 1A now! But I don't want to be a traitor! Take be back, please!
A towel was thrown in my direction, thankfully saving my from my thoughts. "Stop sweating, you are making everyone nervous." Kaminari told me with a snort as he invited me to sit next to him. Mineta was nearby, getting chewed out by Asui for something perverted he did before I even arrived. Jiro was speaking rather loudly with Yaoyorozu and Ashido about what training they did before the festival, leaving everyone else somewhat scattered around our class.
Apart from the usual suspects talking in the corner. I am of course referring to Midoriya, Uraraka and Iida who were discussing their excitement for the festival itself. "I can't believe it's about to begin, I'm so excited! What about you Deku?" She asked the green haired boy who was doing his best to keep it together. Oh man, he looked worse than me right now.
Maybe I wasn't a total failure?
"U-Uraraka-san I-I'm excited as w-well!" The boy managed to reply despite looking like he as about to vomit. Ashido jumped into their conversation, playing with her hair as she leaned over to their table.
"Wish I coulda' worn my costume. I spent so long on it, making sure it looked as good as it could and now I can't even show it off to all the other heroes! That's no fair..." She pouted.
Ojiro shrugged his shoulders nearby. "They're not allowed, in the 'interest of fairness' Aizawa-sensei said. But I do agree, wearing our costumes would have been a neat thing. Especially since we are heroes, shouldn't we be making our debut with them on so people know who we are?" Huh. He raised a pretty good point actually, but then and again we would be making our actual hero debut with our internships next week.
"I'm surprised Sora got that cool sword though." Kaminari added next to me, slapping my shoulders slightly. "If he could have worn his costume he would have looked like a full on samurai! That would have been cool as shit, I mean he would have been like 'sching' and stuff and say 'You were already cut' and sound like a badass!" I felt embarrassed hearing this guy talk as he explained how having a sword means I'm one of the strongest people in the class.
"That raises a good point actually. Why do you have the bokuto?" Iida asked me curiously. I felt all eyes on me as they awaited an answer, even people like Bakugo and Todoroki although they tried to make it less obvious.
"Err, well, Aizawa-sensei said that he would let me have it as my Quirk is special." I replied.
"But how is it 'special'? Isn't it just summoning your cloud and transforming the shape?" Hagakure asked. I nodded in response, the truth was much more complicated than that but I couldn't tell them that I had multiple Quirks. No, that would raise too many questions - Ones I didn't have the answers to myself. So for now I had to lie, and lie like never before!
"Yeah, but some weird shit happened at the USJ making it hurt me now. Sorta like Midoriya's Quirk, but he basically has a handle on it now, right?" The boy in question nodded at me, after all I did tell him how to use Full Cowling at the USJ, about a month before he was supposed to fully grasp it. Technically, he was more powerful than the canonical Midoriya at this point in time which changed things significantly.
"Y-yeah! D-does it have to do with the f-flames you did?" Huh, so he noticed them.
"Yeah, they set my entire body on fire last time. I actually was on the verge of death, so Aizawa-sensei said if I found a replacement fighting style I would be able to use any items that came with it as extra precaution." That too was a lie, but they didn't need to know that. Favouritism and all references to it must be kept under wraps for fairness, and also so Aizawa-sensei doesn't lose his job.
"Ah right! I heard that from Deku, how did you cause flames to appear? I can't believe you got injured however, although fire is dangerous. Still, spill!" Uraraka asked excitedly. Jiro snorted, but she held her tongue as I glared at her to keep her mouth shut. No doubt she was going to say that fighting Zero had me on the verge of death in the first place, but they didn't need to know that.
However I didn't expect Todoroki's attention on me. "I'll admit Yamazaki, I too am curious. What were those flames you procured?" He asked me.
I glanced at the time, we had a few minuted left until we had to go out to the field. I didn't want to go too in depth into the answer, after all it was tied towards my 'Gambler's Quirk' that was under wraps, but not answering would put even more unnecessary attention on me from my classmates. They had no reason to distrust me, and so I didn't want to give them a reason to.
"Simply put, I just set my Quirk on fire. And since I coated my body with it, I got burnt from the inside as well. This bokuto should hopefully stop that from happening again, if need be I can set this on fire instead of my Quirk. Well, it'll still burn but it was going to burn anyways." I forgot that it was made of wood, and now thinking that I mentally slapped myself.
I just became even more of a liability.
I'm such an idiot.
Kaminari snickered as he figured that that I only now realised the ramifications of me using a wooden sword. The rest of the class looked equally as confused, but they accepted my explanation. Todoroki looked as uninterested as ever, but even I could see the glimmer of interest in his eyes. Bakugo looked even more prepared to fight me, something which had me equally excited and terrified.
Eventually random conversations broke out as everyone went back to their respective tables, allowing me space to breathe. This wan't fair, why did I have to answer all those questions? Aizawa... why couldn't he do his job and explain it for me? What a shitty teacher. I'm complaining about him to Nezu as soon as possible, hopefully we can actually get a homeroom teacher that will make my life a lot easier...
Heh, the thought of Aizawa-sensei being kicked out of our class made me laugh out loud. Still, I couldn't imagine anyone but him teaching us. He truly was the best of the best, and I wouldn't replace him for anyone... Okay, if Pixiebob showed up as a potential homeroom teacher no guarantees. But I'm sure he understands and supports his students endeavours, just like any good teacher would!
"Midoriya." Todoroki said drawing all the attention in the room towards him. "Objectively speaking, I'm stronger than you. More capable. I don't know why All Might has his eyes on you, and I'm not going to pry into about why that is, but just know I will beat you." It was a powerful message, one that everyone in the class got.
Kaminari poked my ribs as he commented, "Ooh! Our very own classmate sending a declaration of war, from the strongest in the class as well!" I rolled my eyes at his antics. However, the timing of it was curious. Right before we were set to go out onto the field he decided to say this, it was calculated all most. Meh, I didn't care that much. Todoroki and Midoriya could have their arc or whatever, as long as it didn't involve me I was fine with it.
"Yamazaki, I'm also speaking to you as well." ME?! "Aizawa-sensei has been helping you a lot. Everyone in the class knows, it isn't that much of a hidden secret. We all have Quirks that could hurt us, yet you get the support item. I'm not going to ask why, and while you gave your excuse, something still feels missing from the overall picture, but that doesn't matter now. Your flames... There is no point in using them. I'll beat you either way."
Flames... Ah right. This was probably a misguided attempt by Todoroki to make sure I won't use my flames in face we match up, so as not to anger his dear old father. Or something, family drama is so confusing. Fire beats ice, that is a fact. And he had no idea of how strong my flames were, and since he wanted to avoud using his flames... Yeah it made sense. Still, it shocked me all the same that Todoroki decided to address me as well.
"Hey man, why pick a fight now of all times?" Kirishima asked confused, touching Todoroki on the shoulder extremely briefly. It wasn't just me who saw his mood shift drastically when Kirishima touched him, and from the corner of my eyes I saw that Bakugo noticed as well. It was a small change in demeanour, something you wouldn't notice unless you already knew.
Now Bakugo didn't know of course, but he was Bakugo. He noticed these little things, he was an observant guy after all. "I don't really care. I'm not pretending to be anyone's friend." Was Todoroki's reply as he continued to study Midoriya who was staring at the floor intently. It was like the green haired boy was in the best staring content of all time with his life on the line.
"Todoroki, I'm not sure why you felt the need to say this now. You're clearly stronger than me, and I can barely measure up to everyone here when it comes to skill. Everyone here is so strong, objectively speaking even-," I felt the need to cut him off.
"Oi, don't let his words bring ya' down. You are pretty strong yourself, I'm afraid to face you so don't go doubting yourself." Kirishima agreed with me as he slapped my shoulder grinning at me.
"I couldn't have said it any better! There is no need to be so negative Midoriya, especially to yourself." Kirishima added.
Midoriya shook his head. "Everyone is aiming for the top, even the kids from the other courses! Everyone who knows how to use their Quirk in ways that we don't even know could have existed!" He was probably thinking of Shinso and his parting words, maybe even that blockhead Tetsutestu. But he was right, 1A were not the only contenders here, it was our entire year group.
"But I'm not going to fall behind," Midoriya said, full of confidence as he stared Todoroki directly in his eyes. "I'm going for it too. With everything I've got!" I whistled at his declaration, looking around the room as everyone nodded at his words. Looks like they didn't just motivate himself, but it motivated all of us. I could see the manic grin Bakugo adopted at those words.
Well I suppose it could be worse.
It was time, time for the U.A Sports Festival to begin!
It starts off with a bang, like many things in life. Either you walk forward and embrace the spotlight or hang back and reject it. For us there was no doubt – We all walked forward without ever looking back because we all knew that if we did, we would lose.
However, my pocket did feel heavy. It was like... it was like... No, it could not be? I patted my pocket and froze immediately, nearly dropping my bokuto in the process. There was no way... I checked my pockets a second time just to be sure.
I had left my phone in my pocket.
This was bad. I wanted to scream in anger, I had gotten so caught up in the moment that I had not even checked as to what was in my own pockets. And now my phone, an important device, was in danger of getting destroyed. Fuck, how was I going to watch porn now? Wait no, I used my phone to communicate with others, that was more important...
"Guys." I whispered. "My phone is in my pocket, the fuck do I do now?!" I asked. Yaoyorozu's mask fell, ever so slightly, as the look of determination on her face was washed away by a harsh glare directed at my direction. Iida's disappointing sigh, followed by him taking off his glasses to rub his eyes was another sign of danger. Putting it in laymen's terms; I was fucked.
But it was Bakugo's reaction that caught me off guard the most surprisingly. "Tch, of course you would forget to do something like checking your pockets. Go and put your shitty phone away you useless cloud watcher." Was he... anxious?! Did he want more time to calm is nerves?
I stroked my chin, humming slightly as I leaned towards him. "I see... stalling for time because of your nerves? I didn't know you were that nervous Kaplosion. Maybe you are just like us after all? A regular human." He shoved me aside, glaring at me menacingly as explosions erupted from his hands.
"Don't compare us ever again, I'm not like you shitty extra's. I don't get nervous; I just want everyone to hear my speech." This time I hummed louder, asking Yaoyorozu to create a magnifying glass. She refused, so I had to improvise by using my hands to create a shape that resembled a magnifying glass, aiming it at Bakugo's face.
"I smell a liar."
"OH YEAH?! AND I SMELL A DEAD BODY!"
The tension around our class deflated like a balloon as everyone started to laugh, the biggest offenders being Jiro and Kaminari. I do not see why they were laughing; my life was threatened, and they decided it was a joke to laugh at.
How horrible, if someone were looking in, they would think I was getting bullied. It was the opposite. Especially as Mineta decided that this was a brilliant idea to try to prank me by throwing one of his balls at me, luckily, I deftly dodged it, but it still found an unwilling recipient through Bakugo.
No one said anything for a few key seconds that felt like it was an hour at least. Bakugo's muffled screams that could be interpreted as "I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!" I was howling with laughter as I held onto Kaminari for support.
What were the odds? Especially as Bakugo started to chase after Mineta who ran away from the furious blonde boy out of fear. Eventually, Mineta took the ball of Bakugo's face who in response just stormed off without saying a word.
He was such a tsundere, I could even see the blush on his face! He could be kinky and is into balls getting stuck on his face, and so he is embarrassed that we found out his kink! Or he could just be pissed at us for ruining his mood.
Meh, my guess that it is a bit of both.
"I suppose we should chase after him, yes?" Uraraka suggested.
"But I haven't put my phone away!" I told her. "I don't want to break my phone; I have a lot of important stuff on my phone!"
"Yeah... Like porn-," I whacked Mineta on his head rather forcefully. Hopefully, it would jolt his brain or something along those lines, maybe then he would stop saying unintelligible things. Who downloaded porn on their phone? That was stupid.
But I had no desire for them to see my growing hentai collection. That was not for prying eyes, however I wondered if Todoroki would consider it as art. Maybe that is how we bond as friends; he was emotionally stunted so I wonder what tags he would be interested in? Well that was a question for another day... Or, if I faced him would he get flustered if I asked him that question?
Was that a secret weapon?
"Stop standing around, we will simply just give your phone to Midnight-sensei. Didn't she say she was monitoring the event up close?" Right, that was true. Why didn't I think of that?! Sometimes I acted idiotic; and I know I wasn't an idiot! I was just... forgetful. I tended to forget the smaller details while being wrapped up in the bigger picture. Yeah! That describes me perfectly!
I forgot how many people were in attendance.
The arena was loud, louder than I thought it would be. I knew that it was packed yes – But I didn't realise that there were that many people in attendance. Sure, I had been to a sporting event before, many times actually, but they were football matches. This...
This stadium easily had over one hundred thousand people in attendance. I suppose that was the great thing about Quirks, they helped society in unforeseen ways. In this case, a brilliant architect with a Quirk that told her how to design something perfectly created this arena for U.A, allowing them to hold up to over one hundred and thirty thousand people at once.
Or so Yaoyorozu explained to us with a gleeful look in her eyes. Still, it was an interesting piece of information; were there other cases like this? Maybe someone using their Quirk to create a car that can rely on the air? Or maybe a floating hospital? The possibilities were endless, and it once again reminded me of truly little I knew about the world.
I had lived a sheltered life up to now, to be honest I hadn't travelled out of Musutafu... well ever. There wasn't a need to, and so I never did. Well actually that was a lie, I went to middle school in a 'nearby prefecture', but it was closer to this city than the next. I wondered how London looked now, it had been years since I was met with the bipolar English, weather.
Even so, in the presence of this many people I couldn't help but feel even more nervous. Now, usually I wasn't a nervous guy. I always tried to put on a mask of indifference to show that I didn't care because it would hide my true feelings, probably because I didn't want others to know. And this was why.
The loud cheering, the harsh stares from the public egging us on to 'create some action'. I finally knew how it felt to be a performer, and I instantly felt sick. How would I, hell how would we live up to the publics hopes and dreams of a 'entertaining event'? This wasn't some circus – We were all competing for the top prize, and they cheered us on to just forget that and make them happy? To make the money that they had spent 'worth it'.
Judging by everyone's facial expressions, I wasn't the only one. While this was our chance to prove ourselves, to not only our peers but the world. Kaminari looked around the crowd with an odd look on his face, expecting to have the cheering turn into jeers from the crowd throwing food at us. Mineta was hiding being Asui, not even doing anything remotely perverted but because he was terrified from the big crowd.
And Jiro...
"Could you stop holding my arm so tightly?"
She didn't respond. See Jiro hated one thing, and one thing alone. Performing in front of others. Be that music, or even taking part in a sports festival – As long as people were watching she felt scared of failing. And I didn't blame her, it was quite scary indeed, but even so her grabbing my arm like a teddy bear wasn't all that comfortable.
Well actually it was comfortable, but she didn't know that.
"Why are there so many people?" She questioned me; her voice meeker than usual. I shrugged my shoulders, patting her head to make her more annoyed than scared. Maybe she just had the jitters?
"I don't know. But if you continue to hold my arm like that, others might get a wrong impression. She looked up at me, and only now did I realise that... I was in fact taller than her. That made me happy for one, because for a fifteen-year-old I was a little short. Now that wasn't a bad thing, because well height isn't everything, but when there are hot girls that are taller than you it becomes a problem.
But I was indeed taller than Jiro which made me extremely happy for some reason. However, looking over her shoulder I could see Yaoyorozu, standing much taller than me her gaze centred on the podium as a blonde-haired boy walked up to it. Internally I groaned as I knew what was going to happen next. Missing his signature grin, Bakugo walked up to the microphone and cleared his throat like he was a presidential candidate (Or a porn actress) before looking directly at us.
And by us, I mean the stadium.
"The athletes oath... Make no mistake about it, I'm going to beat you all and take first place."
I was the first to clap, despite everyone around me sighing in annoyance... and everyone else in the stadium erupting into scathing remarks about 1A's 'arrogance'. But I still clapped, as much as I could to drown the feeling of nervousness I had within. Because no matter how nervous I was, Bakugo saying that in front of a stadium – And on live TV took balls of steel!
As Kirishima would say, 'manly'! Oh god. Just mentally thinking that made me want to vomit; while I thought the red-haired boy was a cool guy and an even greater friend despite our limited interactions, his obsession with 'being manly' was over the top. Almost to the point where I questioned if he knew how annoying at times he was.
Still a solid dude though.
I could hear some sneers to the left of our class, mostly from 1B. A lot of them were looking disapprovingly at not only Bakugo, but our entire class. With the exception of Monoma who was going off on a rant explaining to Tetsutetsu how I should have been the one to do the speech, and that Bakugo makes me look bad in comparison.
On the other side, the general department were ready to fight us at any moment. The ringleader being one Shinso Hitoshi, glaring at us as always. The stands around us were not better, many people hated what Bakugo had said and felt the need to voice their opinions Arrogant, idiotic and weak were just some of the many things that were hurled towards not only him, but our class as a whole.
Even so, my nervousness had gone away. And it looks like so had Jiro's as she detached herself from my arm, looking more determined than ever. And then it hit me, despite we all said about how 'we were ready', we truly were never ready for this. No matter what we were always going to be nervous for this despite trying to hype ourselves before we even entered the arena, this was always going to happen.
But Bakugo turning all the attention towards us, heh, that helped us. I guess even the tsundere known as Katsuki Bakugo could help us, inadvertently... probably. There was a fifty-fifty chance that either he wanted to help calm our nerves to beat us fair and square; or wanted to worsen out nerves to beat us even easier. Knowing him, it was likely that it was the former... If Bakugo was even like that.
I was a hundred percent sure he said those words because he believed them. And oh my god did I just want to embrace my inner fan and ask for an autograph, of course I would probably be called by a number of insults and told to 'piss off' but hey, that's part of the charm.
"Now, without any further delay, let's get the first event started!" Midnight-sensei said, winking at the male population. It was amusing seeing how many students looked at our teacher with the expression that could be read as: 'I wish to fuck you until my balls shrivel up and die!'. Now, I was immune from Midnight's affect. I mean it was Midnight, there was porn floating around the internet with her as the main star.
And even if it wasn't her, they had lookalikes! That was basically the same thing!
Behind me Uraraka whispered, "But at U.A everything is without delay already?" To be fair she was right. Their logistics department must be something else entirely, everything was pretty speedy. WRONG! That was entirely wrong, even Aizawa-sensei the fastest of the bunch still took over three days to mark our work! And he only taught two classes! I mean sure he was also a hero, but he was also our teacher!
Priorities!
See if I were a teacher, I'd be amazing! Like Onizuka but with a Quirk!
Midnight broke me out of my thoughts as she continued on with her speech. "Remember that these are the qualifiers, it's in this stage that so many are sent home crying each year! So please do not be that student and complain if you get disqualified, please just leave the arena with no fuss. And so, the fateful first event this year is..." Of course I already knew what it was.
While my memory for the more specific details was horrible, that does mean that I forgot everything. I guess one could complain and call it 'plot-convenience', but I would argue that in my defence it is hard remembering everything from a series that I didn't even care that much about! I was always, and always would be, a One Piece fan at heart! Maybe I should form a Hero group and call it the 'Straw Hat Pirates'?
"AN OBSTACLE COURSE!" Midnight proudly exclaimed as the giant screen she was pointing at showed a long course. Heh, just as I predicted. If I were cooler I would have monologued something along the lines of: "Everything in this Sports Festival... Was under the palm of my hands!" or something like that. What did Aizen say? I think it was that. Or was it 'Remember to wash your underwear daily Ichigo Kurosaki!'
"A four kilometre run around the stadium itself, it's a race between every member of all eleven classes! As our school preaches freedom..." She explained with a saucy wink that made me shiver reminding me that no amount of training could prepare me for Midnight. "As such you all have the freedom to do whatever you want during the race, provided you don't go off the course that is!"
Damn, that was my first plan rendered meaningless. I had hoped that I would be able to simply just fly around the start line and finish it within a few seconds, but I suppose life wasn't a 'Mario Kart Wii Course'. Nonetheless, I could still fly through the course with ease. That was my second plan: Race everyone else like a normal student and not cheat! However, the looks we were getting from the other ten classes had me slightly worried.
They looked hungry.
Now if I were in a kitchen, I'd cook a simple soup within a few minutes. Maybe then they wouldn't be hungry, but this was something not even soup could satisfy! No, they were hungry... Hungry for our blood! Like a bunch of vampires. Actually we were in daylight, so maybe just demons? The point was that Class 1A was like a cute girl performing at a bikers bar. It was incredible uncomfortable and our dignity was threatened! And even though some of us may enjoy it, it would be painful (Mixed with a ton of pleasure!)
Wait no, that doesn't make sense.
Huh, maybe I really am stupid.
Ahem. This was more than a simple 'gangbang'.
Ten classes against one...
I felt the need to call the ambulance. Not for us, for them. It was like bringing a shovel to a fight; so that after you absolutely beat the shit out of your opponent you can dig a grave for them. It was like a badass action that totally showed how cool you were in comparison to the rest!
"Racers... TO YOUR POSITIONS!" Midnight ordered. I heard a few boys nod silently, completely taken over by there lust! No soldiers, come back! Don't lose the battle, the war is still raging on! As expected, our class was cramped together inside the tunnel. Mineta was giggling however. That damned pervert! He was short enough to be pushed into a girl's ass and not get caught!
That fucking midget-,
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND LET THE FIRST EVENT BEGIN!" Midnight proclaimed as the gates suddenly fell. Everyone rushing towards the gate surely would have created a crowd crush. Or something along those lines, I was more than grateful for Nimbus as I simply lifted myself up and flew out of the tunnel like a normal person. Of course I wasn't alone, I invited Kaminari and Jiro to my ride for fun.
But I wasn't the first person out.
Todoroki had already gone and used his Quirk to freeze the floor as he drifted on ahead.
"Thanks for this Sora, but we will take the course by ourselves now. Right Kaminari?" The blonde boy couldn't reply in time as Jiro grabbed him by the collar and jumped off my cloud. I shrugged my shoulders in response. If they wanted to complete the course on their own, then who was I to judge? I only wished them luck as I flew forwards. We each had prove our own worth after all.
"AIZAWA! ARE YOU READY FOR OUR LIVE COVERAGE AND COMMENTARY?!" I heard Present Mic shout through the speakers. I could only sympathise with those in the crowd, who at this point were probably thinking of taking out the loud hero permanently. Oh man, Hinata was most likely going to ask me to go to the doctors afterwards to check my hearing wasn't she?
"Not voluntarily..." I heard my homeroom teacher reply in a much more quieter tone.
Todoroki and I were neck and neck as he skated his way through the course, while I flew. I felt the need to show off as I pretended to go to sleep for the audience. Or maybe I just wanted to rile up the slowpokes behind us? Either way I got what I wanted as a certain someone blaster their way to where Todoroki and I were hanging out. Katsuki Bakugo was furious, and he felt the need to let the entire world know.
"OI OI! I AIN'T LETTING YOU TWO GET AHEAD THAT EASILY HALF 'N' HALF AND YOU SHITTY CLOUD WATCHER!" He screamed as he barely caught up with us.
"Yo. Nice speech, did you practice it in-front of your mother?" I greeted with a middle finger.
"THE FUCK DID YOU SAY?!"
Todoroki ignored our banter as he looked backwards and clicked his teeth. "I expected it from out class, but more people made it past that I originally thought would..." I laughed at that. I mean it was a good plan, but it's not like Todoroki knew everyone's Quirk's. How could he have known that his plan would have worked in the first place? He simply had no guarantee.
"Oh come on Todoroki, don't tell me you thought it would have worked? You froze the ground. Now if you had made an ice wall at the entrance, you would have one very easily." I told the other boy. "I mean I still would have escaped because I'm better than to fall for such an obvious trap, but I am suprised you didn't think of that." He didn't reply. That made sad.
Did I hurt his feelings?
Before I could even think of a reply Mineta suddenly popped out of nowhere. "HAHA! Now it's my turn to show how cool I am for the ladies to swoon over-," I couldn't help but laugh as a metal hand smacked him away much like how you would swat a fly. It was extremely funny especially when up ahead had more robots from the U.A exams than I could count.
"Multiple targets acquired!" They robotically said as their focus shifted upon us. I couldn't help but grin, these 'Zero Pointers' really were impressive.
"EVERY COURSE NEEDS OBSTACLES! STARTING WITH THE FIRST BARRIER, I PRESENT TO YOU THE 'ROBO INFERNOOOOOOO'!" Present Mic shouted through the microphone. I readied by bokuto. Everyone had eventually caught up to our location as Bakugo spat at the ground angrily. Todoroki looked surprised, his mask dropping momentarily before he looked determinedly ahead.
These robots covered around one kilometre of the course. If I had to say, each section took around a kilometre each, which made it even more impressive that U.A got all these robots in one place. I had lied before; their logistics was impressive. "So... these are the faux villains used in the normal exam?" Todoroki said. At first I thought he was asking me as I prepared a reply but it was evidently clear that he was speaking to himself.
"Kinda' wished they prepared something a little more threatening," He said as he readied his right hand. "Especially since dear old dad is watching." And with that he simply raised his left hand, much like in a choir how a conductor raised his hands to end the performance. The entire robot froze in place, which was impressive. Now while I could have had a breakdown right then and there I had my own 'performance' I wanted everyone to see.
I flew up high. Higher than the robots.
I readied my wooden sword as I looked down. I was pretty high up.
Well, it's now or never.
And I jumped.
I simply fell off my Nimbus as I flew towards the ground. I took out my bokuto as I aimed it at the nearest robot.
This had to work. In theory it was very doable, all I had to do was wrap my Nimbus around my wooden sword and sharpen it. Sharpen it to the point where it could cut anything. But that was the easy bit, the hard bit was landing. See after I would have to transfigure my Nimbus from sharpening the bokuto to giving me wings. Or just stopping me from falling splat on the floor.
High risk, high reward.
Maybe I was a gambler?
I breathed in as I felt my bokuto get heavier. Nimbus had already wrapped around it, extending not only its length but its sharpness. What looked like a katana before was now transformed into more of a giant cleaver as I swung at the robot. It was a clean strike as I stuck the blade further and slashed downwards. It was like I was riding the robot, and I could see the pieces of scrap metal fall beside me, Midoriya even being clever enough to pick one up.
Heh.
I bet I looked cool as hell as I transfigured my Nimbus into wings that allowed me to continue flying through the air. But it wasn't enough, even after getting rid of one robot there were still dozens of them standing in front of me. Alas, this was a race and not a combat encounter. I had fallen behind the two leaders, Todoroki and Bakugo, who each dealt with the robots in their own ways.
Todoroki as always, freezing them as he darted around them.
Bakugo instead preferred to take the high ground as he propelled himself over the robots.
And everyone else from 1A was doing extremely well. Iida was kicking the robots away with no hesitation, Jiro and Kaminari were working together to fry the robots, Yaoyorozu was gunning them down-,
Wait she was gunning them down?!
I feel sorry for the boy that has to date her. I honestly do, one wrong move and your life is gone.
We all eventually fell into a rhythm, 1A that is, all helping each other to get through the 'Zero Pointers' one by one. By the end of it, I was giving Mineta a free ride as he chucked his balls down below on the unassuming other students. I briefly saw Setsuna Tokage looking at me oddly as I winked at her cockily. I didn't know why she disliked me, but at this point I didn't care.
Eventually we had cleared the first section of the obstacle course and were now ready for the second. I could feel Mineta's tenseness as we approached it, it was a pit with platforms being connected to each other only by rope. Now Mineta had jumped off as he saw that "Yaoyorozu's bra is out!" I laughed as Tsuyu whacked him across the head as soon as he came running to our class president.
But the next section wasn't a problem for me. I mean I was able to fly.
"SO THE FIRST BARRIER WAS A PIECE OF CAKE?! HOW ABOUT THE SECOND?! FALL AND YOU'RE OUT! YOU GOTTA CRAWL ACROSS IF YOU WANT TO MAKE IT! THIS IS THE FAAAAAAAAALL!" Present Mic narrated as loud as ever. Hopefully Aizawa-sensei would commentate the next round, because hearing Present Mic constantly narrate what was going on would become quite tiring very quickly.
Still I flew forwards with little to no effort required.
But it was the screams behind me that caught my attention. Some idiot behind me had decided to cut the ropes, and people were falling in. Those who held onto the rope were struggling to get up. Ignore it, ignore it, ignore it, ignore it, - "Please someone help!" - Ignore it, ignore it, ignore it... Ah fuck it. I turned around as I changed my wings into my usual cloud as I flew towards the students that were screaming for help.
People were ignoring them, how odd.
I helped three of the students up as I flew them to the next platform.
"Thanks!" One of the students said gratefully. "I have a fear of heights so if I fell I probably would have passed out."
"Don't mention it." I replied as I flew forwards once again this time finishing the section with no difficulty. Todoroki, Bakugo and I were joint first as we made it to the third and final obstacle. It was a 'empty' field, but I knew what the secret was. Both Todoroki and Bakugo beside me looked to shake me off, but I wasn't going to budge. I just realised how much of a joke this event actually was for me.
Robots? I could fly past them.
The fall? I flew right over it.
And now the minefield? I would do the same and just fly over it with little to no difficulty. That was before Bakugo decided to try and punch me. If it wasn't for me floating even higher, I probably would have been knocked off my Nimbus. "Hey, that wasn't very nice!" I scolded the angry boy with a grin hoping to rile him up even more. Fortunately, my plan worked.
"Piss off bastard, get the fuck away from here!" He responded as eloquently as ever.
"OH NO AND THAT IS KOJI KODA FROM CLASS-1A DISQUALIFIED!" I paused. This-, how?! Wasn't everyone from class 1A supposed to make it?! "WOW AND THAT IS TSUYU ASUI ALONG WITH MASHIRAO OJIRO DISQUALIFIED! TOORU HAGAKURE ALONG WITH THEM MAKING IT 4 HEROICS STUDENTS FROM 1A NOW DISQUALIFIED, WHAT ARE YOUR OPINIONS ON THIS AIZAWA?!"
"...They weren't prepared for the possibility of 1B working together. It was my students faults for being so naive and foolish and trusting that no one would push them off the platform." I scowled as I saw the smirking face of Tetsutetsu and Monoma working together to throw as many 1A students off from the platform as much as they could. Shit! They were getting closer to Jiro and Kaminari!
Fuck, if I went to save them would I be able to get in a good position?! Fuck, fuck fuck! How did it get to this? This didn't happen in canon? And that was when she passed me. Dark green hair with a smirk that suited her face as she winked at me. Setsuna Tokage. "Next time Bakazaki don't just rush ahead as fast as you can, you might not be able to see what happens behind you."
However before she could rush past me, I grabbed her hand rather forcefully. "Why?" I asked angrily. "Is this because of your damned dislike of me? Why do all this, what's the fucking point?" I shouted at her. Why would Tokage do this? She wasn't like this in canon, so what the hell was her problem?
"AND THAT IS YUUGA AOYAMA NOW OUT! I REPEAT ANOTHER 1A MEMBER HAS BEEN DISQUALIFIED!" My grip on her arm tightened as she giggled at what Present Mic just said. What the hell was her problem? Everyone had trained so hard for this, they were all ready to show the world that they were ready, and she just-, she just-,
"Despite what you may think, this isn't just about my dislike that I have towards you. Tetsutetsu wanted to show you 'arrogant students' that you weren't anything special. Monoma was easy to manipulate when I told him that if he took a few members out, you would look at him in a different light. That you would be proud. I wish I didn't have to do this, but it was necessary. Don't get too complacent, after all that is how accidents happen."
I clenched my teeth. "Come of it, you clearly wanted this to happen. Why."
She shrugged her shoulders. "Believe me when I say this, Monoma's constant adoration of you has pissed off the class. What makes you so great? Tetsutesu used my actions and managed to get the entire class in on his plan to eliminate as many 1A students as possible. Believe me when I say this, I couldn't dissuade them on this matter no matter how much I tried."
"And why would you want to stop it?"
She smiled at my direction, facing the minefield. She was avoiding my eyes. "As much as I dislike you, other's shouldn't have to suffer because of your actions. I like the rest of 1A, from what Yaoyorozu has told me of course, and so I wanted everything to be fair. But as always, someone has to go and fuck it up. So congratulations Bakazaki, this is on you."
Jiro's yells for help as Kaminari cursed more loudly tore me away from her as mentally cursed myself. Of course it was my fault, everything was my fault. Shit, now I had to go fix this before it got even worse. Fuck! Gah, I hated myself, truly. If only I wasn't so nice to Monoma, then maybe everything would have been fine. Tokage however... Damnit, why now?!
I scowled as I let her go, flying towards Jiro and Kaminari who were trying their hardest to just get to the final platform as Tetsutetsu chased after them. "Here, grab on!" I yelled to them. Kaminari was the first to jump on my Nimbus as Jiro looked conflicted. "Come on Kyoka, if you want a chance at getting into the second round just jump!" I yelled at her.
She eventually did jump as I had to catch her with my hands as I flew us over back to the minefield. "Man, it was crazy!" Kaminari explained. "It was like they just turned an on switch and came rushing towards us, and only us! If it wasn't for you I don't even know if we would have made it out of there." I ignored the blonde boy as I kept on flying forwards, even across the minefield.
I was late. Late enough that even if I arrived a split second later, Jiro would have been knocked out. I was annoyed, at Tetsutetsu, Tokage but more importantly - myself. Of course it was my fault, even with my 'knowledge' I was still arrogant. As much as I wanted Monoma to stop calling me 'Sora-sama' there was still a part of me that enjoyed it, that thrived in it.
There was a side of me that wanted to win this event, to prove to everyone how strong I was. That made me show off, that made me want to stay up ahead with Bakugo and Todoroki. Hell, I didn't even realise that Midoriya had overtaken us because I just wanted to keep up with them. I wasn't thinking properly, I mean why would I win? I was weak, I had no right to-,
A light tap on my forehead interrupted my thoughts. "Hey, are you going to stop daydreaming?" Jiro asked me. "We are high up in the sky, and I don't fancy falling down to earth."
"I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"...For leaving you guys behind." I replied.
Jiro however, snorted at that. Flicking my forehead, she shook her head lightly. "Come off it. This is a tournament, you are in it to win it. If this was a team event then I would understand, but this even was so that we could prove ourselves as individuals, not a team. If you wanted to win then good on you, if you wanted to win with everyone," She paused smiling at me.
I didn't notice this until now, but Jiro looks happy when she smiles. Well not happy, but it's like she makes the world brighter when she smiles at me. As if everything in the world is all right, as if we were the only two people in the world. And that made me happy for some reason, or whatever that feeling was in my gut. Like I was on the moon or something, I truly wouldn't know what to do if I didn't have her in my life.
"If you wanted to win with everyone then that is just like you Sora! So don't worry about it, just focus on doing your best like everyone else. Because that way, even if the rest of us lose we will be cheering you on to win. Does that make sense?" I nodded, I felt much better now. Jiro really was an angel at times... Gah. Forget I said anything, that just made things needlessly weird.
We eventually crossed the finish line at thirty-second, thirty-third and thirty-fourth position respectfully. Some of the last to arrive were Yaoyorozu and Mineta, who had grabbed onto her jacket. I would have laughed if it wasn't for the scowl our class president had on her face. Mineta had gone too far this time, and this time we had to teach him a lesson. Not that he was a bad friend just...
He didn't understand that there were limits. Admittedly, it seemed like we were his first real friends which made me sad when thinking about it. Mineta had been playing online games for years, since he was seven judging by how old his account was. And yet, he said Kaminari and I were the very first friends he had played any game with. Knowing that, it makes sense as to why the boy loved girls a little too much.
He didn't want to feel alone. Kaminari and I nodded at each other as we tore Mineta off the girl as I held him down on the ground while Kaminari shocked him extremely lightly, to the point where it was tickling me. It wasn't hurting Mineta as he was laughing tears, and it wasn't like we wanted to hurt him. Just embarrass him like he embarrassed Yaoyorozu, who was even laughing at our antics.
"ALL RIGHT ALL RIGHT I'LL APOLOGISE!" He said.
"Come on man, do better. That wasn't nice to Yaoyorozu, I thought we all agreed that we wouldn't do anything perverted during the festival." Kaminari said sadly. It was quite sad, that was our pact that the three of us made.
"Bu- but her bra was out!" Fair point. He had us there.
"But," I started, "There wasn't a need for you to try and unclip her bra. That is something you do in the bedroom, or worse case scenario a toilet. On live television it isn't good. Also she looked flustered, mind telling me what that's about?"
"She said that my 'balls were excellent at being sticky' and when I asked which balls she froze and didn't reply." Kaminari and I looked at each other before bursting out into laughter, holding onto each other for support. Okay, now that was pretty funny.
"Did you at least see what cup size she was?" Kaminari asked. Mineta shook his head sadly.
"No... That was the only thing I couldn't determine." I rolled my eyes at their antics as Kaminari joined the short purple-haired boy in being 'depressed'. A good kick up their backsides should be more than enough to teach them the lesson. The lesson being...
At this point I just wanted to kick them for the fun of it. No particular reason, just a friendly kick that came from a concerned friend. I wasn't a pervert in anyway, I was just a healthy teenage boy. There was nothing wrong with me teaching them a lesson after all I was doing them a favour for later on in life, they surely couldn't be able to get away with this?
Oh man I wanted to see Momo's Momo's as well! God-fucking-damnit!
"Are you three done? You know you really hurt Yaoyorozu right? Or Mineta did." Jiro said as she walked towards us. However, she wasn't prepared for the three of us to be hugging each other as we cried. "Okay then..." She said as she walked away. "Yaoyorozu, our plan to make them feel guilty didn't work on the perverted trio! Let's try again some other time!" Jiro yelled.
However we ignored her.
"What size do you think Jiro is?" Mineta asked as he sobbed.
"I don't know. But all tits are amazing." I replied.
"Tits? Why are you so crass?! The are called 'boobies'!" Kaminari responded.
"Oh come on. Boobies? The fuck are you some kid?" Mineta replied.
"HUH?! You failed at your one job you don't have permission to talk!" Kaminari shouted.
"HOW DID I FAIL?! I COPPED A FEEL!"
"WAIT YOU DIDN'T TELL US THIS YOU GRAPIST, SPILL NOW OR ELSE I'LL SHOCK YOUR KNEECAPS!"
I smacked both of them on the head. We were now getting stares, hateful stares from those around us. "I would like to remind the two of you idiots that this is a public event. Please do keep your voices down or else you won't be able to speak again." No way was I going to be blamed for their uncontrollable lust after woman, I had restraint at least. I was a normal, non-perverted human-,
"Oh my god, is that Pixie Bob in the crowd?"
I turned my head faster than I could even finish my previous thought. "WHERE?! WHERE IS PIXIE BOB?!" That was before I was met with laughter. Damnit, Kaminari and Mineta had pulled a prank on me... in public...
I cracked my knuckles as I walked towards them menacing. "Hey did you guys see what I did to the robot? I'll make sure there won't be enough pieces to burry you with." I said quietly. Maybe I shoudl dump their bodies in the river? Let them decompose for a while, let the fish eat some food. Ah, but then we could have perverted fish. That would be odd, just imaging eating a fish and the fish just flops around on the plate as it tries to get a suck on a woman's nipple.
Gah.
Their perverted tendencies were corrupting me!
Midnight however took the stage once more. "All right, so the top forty two students have finally gathered! For your next event, which I already know of course, it is a..." She pointed towards the screen once more. I could feel the suspense from everyone around me, Jiro having decided to once again stand closer to me as if I would be able to get rid of her nervousness.
What a silly girl she could be at times.
"A cavalry battle! That is the second event!" Midnight explained. Of course I already knew what it was, along with the points rule. I admit seeing Midoriya holding the one million points headband was funny, especially since nearly everyone else stared at him hungrily. Meh, I wasn't tempted in the slightest to go after it. Either way we all were safe, for now.
The first event was over, and it was time for the second event to begin!
First part of the U.A sports festival is now done! You would not believe how long it took me to write this chapter, nearly three weeks I tell you. I have been extremely busy. Well three weeks as of the previous chapter being released, I always try to stay two chapters ahead as a general rule but this month just wasn't it for me.
Hopefully December will allow me to get more ahead.
Now for some important notices: Recent manga events which will not be named will not be taking place in this fic! I already had plans for that plot point, and so having it revealed was slightly unhelpful. If anyone wishes to know what will 100% be happening from canon, it will be up to the end of the Overhaul Arc! After that it's fair game.
What I mean by that is that events will play out much differently in canon, the information will remain the same, only it was happen in a different order/different contexts. Just a warning.
Now onto Yamazaki's corner:
Animeman309: Nah. I have other plans for Kendo, plus not every girl should or would be a potential partner for Sora. This isn't a harem, nor will it become one. I just wouldn't see Kendo's strictness and Sora's laxness mix very well to provide a stable relationship.
Drkprince: ...Okay...thanks...for...reviewing
Minarett: Canon divergence will, and won't be filled with spoilers. I can say this, the last 'canon' event that will take place will be the Overhual arc. After that, it is non-canon material strictly.
Brocole07: Sorta' like Ace's fire bullets from One Piece? Heh, you read my mind.
Trux-killer: Solid advice, will Sora follow that advice is an interesting question :)
Aacent: Fair enough. The only reason some chapters have a 'filler-ish' feel to them is because I'm still working out the kinks of how I want chapters to flow, I don't want them to be short enough that they are forgettable nor do I want them long and overdrawn. It is a tough balance to strike, and one that I am actively working towards improving.
Bakugo and Midoriya will get their time to shine, especially their dynamics with Sora soon enough. But as of now they are in this role because you aren't close to everyone in your class, but with time who knows (In this case they will definitely become closer with each other)
Normtheworm14: Thanks! I definitely enjoy writing a lot of my character interactions, too much as eventually I have to cut a lot of stuff out from the chapter in order for it to flow better. Which brings me onto your second point, YES I will be telling you guys unused plot points/character fates that were scrapped. For example, originally instead of a Gambler's Quirk Sora was supposed to have a Quirk that set him on fire quite literally.
But that changed.
Also, originally Sora was going to lose his eye and vow vengeance on Zero. This was going to be a 'descent into darkness' story before I changed it completely, to the point at which Sora was going to sacrifice kids to try and kill Zero. Glad I changed it from that edgy mess, maybe I'll mock it in the future?
Aveshetta: Yep!
PleasedViewer: Sora will always have his humanity, that I can confirm. Zero, or whoever they truly are, is a parallel to Sora. One that lost their humanity, which is why Sora said that he will "Always fight against him!" because they are fated to clash. Different ideals on such a niche subject, I mean come on - Don't you enjoy it when a hero and villain fight over their ideals?
The Chisaki fight will be special, in more than one way. But that is "Looking very far into the future indeed"
And who knows about the Truth Seeker Orbs (Looks at next chapter) Well damn.
InCK: Yes. That is the point, the height of arrogance was Sora thinking that he was better than everyone else. I'm so glad to see him develop, he's like my son. Well technically he is-,
All right see ya' next time!
Next time:
Uhm... I actually don't know what to say. I mean it's obvious what is going to happen next so there isn't any reason to waste time on this. Calvary battle next, let's see who wins!