Chapter 17: Sports Festival Prep
It was a normal day of class for Class 1A. The bell rang for lunch.
"Before you all go, I have an announcement. Your fight is far from over."
"Wait, more villains?" Kaminari asked.
"The sports festival is coming up," Aizawa stated.
"What's a sports festival?" Kenshi asked.
"You've never seen a sports festival?!" Jiro asked.
"No," Kenshi answered.
"A sports festival is a competition that schools hold in order for people to see the future heroes that UA is training. You do well enough and you're sure to be scouted!" Momo said with a smile.
"Or be a sidekick," Jiro said.
"This is a big event and you should be sure to train up for it," Aizawa said, "Which is why you have two weeks off of classes after today to get ready for it."
After the lecture, everyone started getting ready to go to lunch.
"Can I have your attention for a moment," Kenshi said getting everyone's attention, "As your class president, I deemed it necessary to also help out with your quirks and costumes."
He brought up his bag with a bunch of games for everyone.
"I'd like you all to try out these specific games, get ideas for support gear and costume changes."
He handed out a game to Iida first.
"For Iida, F-Zero GX. Read the instruction manual and get some ideas for your engines."
He handed another game to Tokoyami.
"For Tokoyami, Arkham Knight. When you get to the Upgrade part of the first act, study up."
Kenshi then turned to IZuku.
"For you Deku, I notice you have a lot of melee attacks, but nothing that's ranged."
"Are you gonna give me a spell from Morowind?" Izuku asked excitedly.
"I got something better in mind," Kenshi said.
He handed him Kirby Super Star.
"Play through the game as Fighter Kirby only. It should give you some ideas. And also, don't fight with just your arms. Otherwise you're gonna be visiting the old lady's office more times than you can count."
"Achoo!"
"You alright, Chiyo?" Nezu asked, putting his news paper down.
"I feel like Jojo just called me an old lady again." Recovery Girl said as she got her can got ready to him something with it.
"So what should I play or watch to get an idea?" Izuku asked.
"Watch One Piece, and pay attention to the character, Sanji," Kenshi said, "There's your starting point."
Everyone was starting to head out. Minus one student. Kaminari was somehow still in the room.
"I'm trying to open the door but it's stuck!"
"Push the button!" Jiro said.
"I am pushing it," Kaminari said.
"It looks like you're pushing the key hold," Iida said.
"The what?"
"There's a button under the handle! Press that in!" Iida said, while getting impatient with Kaminari's stupidity..
He did as instructed.
"Ok... Now what?" Kaminari asked, still clueless
"Open the fucking door!" Iida said, irritated.
Kaminari opened the door, then heard a squeal. It came from Kenshi.
"Its him!" Kenshi said.
They were all looking at a man in a low neck sweater, and a blazer, with futuristic looking shades. This was Kan Iwata a.k.a Shadoweye. His quirk gave him a sonar sense. While he could see fine, he also could sense when someone is around, by hearing the environment. Rumor also had it that he was a psychic. Class 1B was walking behind him.
"So this is the riff-raff that survived the villain attack?" he asked.
"Hey, you extras are in the way," Katsuki said.
"Mr Iwata, I read all about your battles and stuff," Kenshi said, "I'm your biggest fan."
"...I don't care," Iwata said, turning away from Kenshi.
"Careful around this boy," Hayate said walking by, "He's a dangerous one. And he stole the queen of my harem."
"Is that right?" Iwata asked.
Mr. Iwata then turned his attention to Momo and snatched her hand.
"Well then, from this day forth you will belong to Hayate," he said, "Now walk to lunch with him rather than this gamer boy."
Everyone was shocked by what he just said, but none more than Jiro and Kenshi!
"Hey what are you doing?!" Jiro asked.
"I'm making Yaoyorozu become Hayate's trophy wife," Iwata said, "He's a far more superior future hero than any of you, and deserves a woman that will fuel that power."
"Listen bub, Yaomomo is already courted by Jojo who is bound to be her future husband, now let her go before I fuel your face with fire."
"You don't talk to a teacher like that flat-chest," Hayate said.
"Hey!" Kaminari said, "Take back that insult about my Kyoka."
"Mind your beeswax, lightning dolt," Hayate said while turning his attention to Momo, "Now my queen, how shall we spend lunch?"
"Simple! With you as FAR away from me as possible and I train with my darling Kenshi, bastard." Momo told him while flipping him off and escaping Iwata's grasp, "I'm Kenshi's fiancé."
"No you're not, you're Hayate's trophy wife" Iwata said.
"Hold it," Kenshi said, "I don't know who you think you are. But Momo Yaoyorozu isn't some pet that you can boss around. She is a woman of free will and is entitled to make her own choi-"
He didn't get to finish as he was punched in the face by Hayate.
"Learn your place worm," Hayate said before turning his attention to Momo, "Now come my queen. We have much to discuss."
Before he could take Momo's hand, she backed away, meanwhile Jiro and Hagakure stood by her side showing he wouldn't let him near her.
"Who are you to tell someone to know their place and tell them where they belong/" Momo asked, before turning to Iwata, "And as for you, Kenshi Jotaro just told you he was your biggest fan and you reject him. It's obvious that you're the type to play favorites!"
"Listen here Yaoyorozu, either you ditch this low-class boy for Hayate, or I will do something to your family's company and make you-"
The door opened revealing Aizawa who had been disturbed of his nap.
"Excuse me," Aizawa said, "I suggest you stop talking like that and let my students go to lunch."
"Who do you think you're talking to, hobo?" Iwata asked.
Aizawa stood there for a moment and stared at Iwata.
"Look, you don't know who I am, I'm just gonna tell you that. Now move and let my students go to lunch."
"I see nobody told you I'm taking over for Vlad while he recovers," Iwata said, "Let it also be known that I personally trained Hayate to be the best hero he plans to be. He's my protege. And what my protege wants, my protege Gets. Got that?"
"I see nobody told you that I'm Eraserhead," Aizawa said, "The Underground Hero who doesn't give a rat's ass about fame and fortune. And what I want, I get, you got that? I come from the other side of heroes who kick a bad guy's ass and run from the scene of the crime. You don't know me. You don't know who the hell you're talking to!"
As the two were arguing, Momo took Kenshi by the arm and dragged him away, the rest of 1A following them.
"Are you ok Kenshi?" Momo asked.
"I'm fine," Kenshi said, "I guess its true when they say Never meet your heroes."
Kenshi noticed that Momo was feeling down.
"Are…. you ok?" he asked.
"I have to be honest," Momo said turning to him with a sad smile, "I'm…. nervous about the sports festival."
"Why? You're smart, creative, and on top of that you have great leadership skills. That's why I gave you a vote for Class President."
She was surprised that Kenshi voted for her.
"Really?" she asked.
"Of course," Kenshi said, "You have just as much leadership skill as I do. Everything I do is just improvised, but you? You always have a plan ready. You inspire me to get better."
Momo smiled at that compliment.
"Well, the reason I'm so nervous about the Sports Festival is because…. I'm not that skilled of a fighter," Momo admitted.
"But you saved my butt during the USJ," Kenshi said, reminding her of that daring rescue, "It may have been an adrenaline rush but-"
"But that was with my quirk. I wanna be able to fight without needing to use my quirk. Like, hand to hand combat."
"Well, we do have the rest of the week and next week to train up for the Sports Festival, so I'd be happy to help."
Momo smiled at her boyfriend, being so willing to help him.
"You're so sweet Kenshi," Momo said, "This is why I'm lucky to have you as a boyfriend and future fiance. Because unlike other boys who only see me for my body, you see me as a person. As someone who wants to better the world while bettering themself."
She hugged Kenshi's head to her breasts. Kenshi's face was getting red. Jiro was watching while snickering to herself.
"So are you gonna go Mr. Miyagi on me?" Momo asked.
"No, I got something that will be a bit simpler," Kenshi said, "We start tomorrow."