Neroblaze11: The harem oh yeah our cinnamon roll just has to realize he actually likes them. Im going to atleast try and put a spin to their relationship you will see around this arc when they fight. With the yearly thing I was actually thinking about extending the story like three years I mean like just extending the story so it expands three years instead of the mha 1. Like having the All For One fight like in the winter break or something not sure I'll ask the readers now and later after a certain arc.
Guest:: Damn I mean that's gonna happen, but not they way you'll expect it.
camdawg: Not going to lie writing the teachers is the most difficult with Bakugou I feel like have to make them incomptant dumbasses or they do the jobs. But yeah you will see they intervened I guess.
FamousFox: I honestly don't think I can change opinion on him, though I think why his apology felt so half assed because A. Bakugou was vague, and B. Midoriya didn't put his input he didn't give any thought or feeling towards Bakugou on how he bullied that he essentially believes he's worthless with a quirk.
unknown1124:Yeah but that's like way down the line.
CRabbiy3428665: Sorry I'll have to bulletshit a lot to make that idea even plausible.
Njistar:Like a wise man said 'There's a time to go hero and there's a time to go ultimate.' I'll probably start utilizing ultimates after Vilgax.
Yellowpikmin88: Nah don't worry no supervillans this time. Don't worry he won't fall to the deep end, despite how I feel about him making him a villain is not something I really want to do.
Leonmooky: Thanks! I won't burn myself out I'll take my breaks don't worry, chapters will be probably once a week though. Oh I kinda like the idea of bringing villains from anime or video games who did you have in mind?
Sailor Ranma: Thanks!
Guest::I'll probably introduce them when I have pretty good idea on them. Him getting kidnapped, I don't see why not, though not for the reasons you might think. Yeah I think this arc I'll just show league of villains maybe other villains while the kids are fun.
Guest::The Bakugou probably not right now... He's not the best. But yeah I kinda like the idea of giving reasons why a few of the kids become heroes ect...
Chapter 54: Aim, Fire, Relax...
The restaurant fell silent, patrons stunned by Bakugou's sudden outburst. Then, murmurs spread like wildfire, with customers whispering among themselves.
"What's gotten into Explosive Boy?" Setsuna asked, confusion etched on her face.
"Shroom, he was really scary," Kiniko added, her voice trembling as she shook slightly.
Aizawa swiftly excused himself, his expression hinting that he'd go after Bakugou. As he closed the door behind him, a heavy sigh escaped his lips.
"Why does Bakugou always try to pick a fight with Dekiru?" Ochako asked, concern etched on her face.
Kyouka turned to Izuku, noticing his shaken state. "Hey, Green, are you okay?"
Izuku stuttered, his head bowed. "Y-Yeah, I-I'm okay."
He quickly stood up, his expression hidden. "S-Sorry, I need some air."
Momo, Kyouka, Ochako, Itsuka, and Yui exchanged worried glances as Izuku stepped out.
"Is he alright?" Ochako whispered, following him with the others.
Outside, they found Izuku shaking, his eyes still cast downward.
Yui approached him discreetly, gently lifting his chin to examine his face.
To her surprise, Izuku's eyes shone wide with excitement, and a proud grin spread across his face. He clutched his chest,
"D-Dekiru, are you okay? You seem happy," Ochako asked, tilting her head slightly, her brow furrowed with concern.
Izuku's grin faltered, and he looked down, scratching the back of his head. "O-Oh, s-sorry. Did I worry you guys?"
Yui nodded solemnly, her eyes locked on Izuku's. "I was worried you'd fight Bakugou. He seems unhinged, and I don't like it when you two clash."
Izuku's curiosity piqued, he leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "Mh? Why?"
Yui's voice dropped to a whisper, her hands clasped together. "It feels like there's a lot of pain and resentment when you fight him. During the Sports Festival, you looked like you were in pain - before, during, and after the fight." She paused, her gaze intense. "I don't like seeing you hurt."
The group's eyes widened in surprise, Momo's hand flying to her mouth.
"Yui..." Izuku's voice trailed off, his eyes darting to the side. He shook his head, his bangs swaying. "N-No, I'm not going to fight him."
Izuku's shoulders relaxed, and a small smile returned to his lips. "I-I guess it was just nice standing up to him."
The others exchanged skeptical glances, Itsuka raising an eyebrow.
"Izuku, you always stand up to him, though," Yui pointed out, her head cocked to the side.
Momo said. "Yeah, you haven't had a problem with that lately."
"N-No, not like that," Izuku said, chuckling as he gazed at his hands. "It felt good telling him 'no'."
He looked up, a reflective expression on his face. "Looking back, if I'm honest with myself, I was kind of a doormat."
The others exchanged concerned glances.
"Don't say that, Dekiru," Ochako urged.
Kyouka nodded in agreement. "Yeah, don't put yourself down."
Izuku shook his head. "It's true, though. I constantly tried to justify Bakugou's actions and kept my feelings about him bottled up."
He paused, collecting his thoughts.
"The old me would've probably followed him without question... I admired him, put him on a pedestal. His Quirk was amazing, but I ignored - or didn't want to admit - the bad stuff about him."
Izuku's eyes dropped, his voice softening.
"Even at UA, after the Battle Trial, I was going to cheer him up and explain that I wasn't hiding my Quirk... I made excuses for his behavior, I mean I still think he'll be an amazing hero but I don't want to pretend like I own him any..."
The girls listened intently, their faces etched with concern.
"But now... I feel like I'm not the same Deku from before," Izuku said, his voice filled with pride. "I feel like I'm actually changing."
As he spoke, his eyes sparkled with a newfound confidence, and a warm smile spread across his face.
Yui's tone came as flat as usual. "Yeah, plus you're super sexy with a backbone."
Ochako echoed Yui's smile, and Izuku's face instantly flushed crimson.
Momo chimed in, her voice laced with a hint of shyness. "Ahem, I must say you're far more attractive when you have confidence in yourself."
Izuku's eyes widened in surprise. "M-Momo, you too?!"
Momo's cheeks blossomed with a delicate blush as she looked away. "S-she's right, you're kinda sexy when you have a backbone."
Izuku's face grew even redder, and he covered it with both hands.
Kyouka and Ochako exchanged nervous glances, their faces flushing with embarrassment. They were uncomfortable with how forward Yui and Momo were being, and couldn't bring themselves to match their boldness.
Kyouka stuttered, "Y-yeah, s-sexy..." her voice barely above a whisper.
Ochako's eyes darted around, her smile faltering.
Izuku's blush intensified, and he begged, "P-please stop!" before rushing back inside.
The girls erupted into relieved giggles, their awkwardness dissipating. They soon returned, still discussing the unexpected conversation.
"Wait, you're back already?" Kirishima asked, noticing Izuku, Yui, and Itsuka returning to their seats.
Izuku looked puzzled. "Mh? What do you mean?"
"I thought you were going after Bakugou," Kirishima clarified.
Momo's expression turned annoyed, her left eye twitching. "Honestly, Bakugou just wants to fight Midoriya because he feels entitled. That's not a valid reason."
The class listened intently as Momo continued, "This isn't UA, we don't have Recovery Girl on standby. We can't just fight, it'll damage the surrounding structures."
Tenya added, "Plus, Midoriya's body hasn't fully recovered from the encounter with Ghostfreak."
Izuku scratched behind his head, admitting, "Yeah, my muscles and joints still kinda hurt."
The class exchanged knowing glances, and a few snickers broke out.
"Huh? What's funny?" Izuku asked, confusion etched on his face.
Kyouka teased, "Nothing, nothing... Pfft, grandpa."
Izuku's face flushed, and the class's chuckles grew louder.
"I'm not old, my joints just really hurt!" Izuku protested, his face slightly flushed.
Setsuna teased, "Aww, grandpa's getting a little cranky."
Izuku's blush deepened. "S-shut up!" he said, laughing along with the others.
Pony stifled her giggles and asked, "But seriously, what's Bakugou's problem anyway?"
Sero replied, "He's been like this since the teachers benched him for two weeks."
Kaminari added, "We were hoping you'd talk to him, Midoriya. You two are childhood friends, after all."
Kirishima chimed in, "I tried talking to him, but he told me to fuck off. Mr. Aizawa went to talk to him, though."
Setsuna asked, "What's his issue? I mean, I get being upset about being benched, but he acts like he's never been told no or expects special treatment."
Izuku explained, "Well, because he hasn't... His flashy quirk made the teachers pretty lenient with him."
Setsuna nodded thoughtfully. "I understand. People rarely told me I was wrong when I was younger. My parents had to knock some sense into me, especially during my rebellious phase."
Izuku's curiosity was piqued. "Really?"
Setsuna hesitated before sharing, "Yeah... I wasn't exactly the best student. That's why I'm at UA, to make up for past mistakes."
Kaminari nodded in agreement. "I get it. With my quirk, people had trouble saying no to me. I think that's why some girls were into me."
Momo added, "Most of my teachers rarely disagreed with me, but my parents kept me grounded during homeschooling. It was surreal when people started fawning over me."
"Wait, you were homeschooled?" Kyouka asked, curiosity sparking in her voice.
Momo nodded. "Yes, I was homeschooled during my elementary years. While I appreciate the personalized education, transitioning to middle school was a challenge."
Ochako leaned in, interested. "Oh, really? How come?"
Momo hesitated, her eyes fluttering closed before responding. "To be honest, my upbringing made me... naive. Gullible, even."
Kyouka and Ochako exchanged knowing glances, sensing the vulnerability behind Momo's words.
Momo continued, her voice tinged with introspection. "As a member of a high-class family, I was often targeted by those seeking to exploit our influence and wealth. Looking back, I realize they weren't genuine friends."
Ochako and Kyouka's eyes welled up with tears, their faces filled with empathy.
"Yaomomo!" they exclaimed in unison, embracing Momo tightly.
Momo's surprise gave way to a warm smile as she hugged them back.
Ochako whispered, "You know we're friends because of who you are, not your family's wealth."
Kyouka added, "Yeah, Pink Cheeks, we don't care about your background. You're one of us."
Momo's smile deepened, her eyes shining with gratitude. Izuku gave a small smile.
Izuku took a bite of his beef, lost in thought. 'Mh... I guess Kac—no, Bakugou isn't the only one who received special treatment because of their Quirk.'
He glanced at Momo, his mind wandering. 'I'm relieved none of them turned out as arrogant and egotistical as Bakugou, though.'
A new thought crossed his mind, making his cheeks flush. 'I hope Momo doesn't think I'm only friends with her because of her wealth or status. I want her to know I genuinely care for her as a person. She's amazing, so smart and how she gushes over tea is so cute...'
Izuku's face grew hotter as he struggled to articulate his feelings. 'I mean, I like her... but as a friend, of course! No, wait, it's more than that...I think... I guess.. We've kissed twice, after all.'
His blush deepened, and he hastily covered his face with both hands. "I-I mean, Momo Yaoyorozu... and I... We've shared moments, and I don't know what to make of it.'
Izuku's gaze shifted to Itsuka, who was enthusiastically chatting with Pony. His thoughts drifted, and his face ignited with a deep blush.
'I-Itsuka, too... We've shared moments... and kisses.'The memory made him chuckle nervously. "Heh."
His expression transformed into one of blissful wonder. 'I've kissed two incredible girls—beautiful, strong, smart, and cute—twice! Me, Izuku Midoriya!' His heart raced at the thought.
However, a wave of frustration and self-doubt washed over him. 'Ugh, what's wrong with me?! I shouldn't be kissing multiple girls! My friends will think I'm like Mineta, taking advantage of everyone's feelings.'
Disgust crept onto his face, but as he recalled both Momo's and Itsuka's confessions and kisses, his heart swelled.
'But... knowing they feel that way about me is... nice.' His cheeks retained their rosy hue as he scratched his cheek, lost in thought.
The warm glow of the setting sun had faded, and the students of Classes 1-A and 1-B gathered at the resort's sauna facility. With full bellies, they were eager to unwind.
"Man, I'm dying to relax my sore muscles," Mina Ashido said, stretching her arms.
Tenya Iida reminded them, "Don't forget, we have a packed itinerary tomorrow. Make sure to get a good night's sleep and be up by 8:30 for the tour."
Ashido playfully waved him off. "Yeah, yeah, Mr. Stick-in-the-Mud."
Tenya pushed up his glasses, unfazed. "Alright, men, let's get changed."
Inside the changing room, Izuku began to undress, his gaze scanning the room. He caught sight of Shouto Todoroki and noticed the massive burn scar on his left side.
Izuku looked down before memories of Ghostfreak possessing Todoroki crept in his mind, how the flames burned intently he could still recall Todoroki flesh slowly burning.
Shouto noticed Izuku's gaze and approached him. "Don't blame yourself," he said.
"H-Huh?" Izuku asked, confusion etched on his face.
Shouto clarified, "You have that look, like you're shouldering the responsibility. It's just a scar; don't worry about it."
Izuku looked down, embarrassed and guilty."Y-Yeah, sorry. I know people usually don't like scars... And well... "
Eijiro Kirishima chimed in, "Hey, don't feel bad! We've all got gnarly scars!" He revealed his own scarred arms, which made Izuku's eyes widen.
Glancing around, Izuku saw his classmates bearing similar scars. Ojiro's tail and arms had several, while Sato's arms displayed a few.
Shoji stepped forward, his voice filled with conviction. "Don't blame yourself for the scars we bear, Midoriya. See them as a bond we share, a reminder that we've faced the same struggles together."
Izuku's eyes welled up with tears, but he shook off the emotion. "Y-Yeah!" he shouted.
Tenya exclaimed, "Our scars are a testament to heroism!"
Kirishima echoed, "Only truly manly heroes have scars!"
The changing room erupted in laughter and agreement, the tension dissipating. Izuku with a mix of trepidation and caution at the Omnitrix. The scars of his friends quickly reminded him of the ordeal of Ghostfreak.
'I know the Omnitrix repaired or recallabrated so something like that wouldn't happen again but... It makes me a little worried about using the Omnitrix. What if another alien escapes and goes on a rampage?' Izuku thought to himself grabbing his towel and following the rest of the boys most of the boys oblivious to Izuku's introspective.
Tokoyami glanced at him recognizing the look on his face before grabbing a towel.
...
The sauna's warm mist enveloped the girls, wrapping them in a cocoon of relaxation. The air was thick with steam, infused with the soothing scents of lavender and eucalyptus.
Nejire's face glistened with perspiration as she leaned back, her eyes closed in bliss. "Ah, this is heaven."
Mina snuggled beside Toru, her expression serene. "I know, right? This feels amazing."
Setsuna settled in on the other end, her eyes drifting shut.
Ochako gazed around the spacious sauna, surprised by its size. "I've never been in a sauna this large before. It feels surreal."
Pony, nestled in the misty steam, twitched her tail gently. "I've never been in a sauna at all, but this is incredible."
The girls' relaxed sighs and contented murmurs filled the air, their tension melting away in the warm, fragrant atmosphere.
...
Kinioko let out a contented sigh. "I feel like a mushroom releasing its spores... shroom."
Momo rested her chin on her finger, thoughtful. "This sauna is comparable to the one back home."
Ochako's eyes widened in awe. "What is your life?!"
Kyouka's voice barely escaped the misty steam. "I never want to leave..."
The girls settled into a comfortable silence, enveloped by the soothing steam.
Yanagi, sitting beside Nejire, noticed her scarred arms. "Nejire-senpai, your scars..."
Yanagi voice trailed off, concern etched on her face.
Nejire turned, confusion written on her features, before gazing at her arms. "Oh? Yeah, I guess they do look pretty rough. Like I went toe-to-toe with a slasher villain." She chuckled, her bright smile genuine. "But I'm okay."
"Plus, it's nice to have something I can relate to Izuku with," Nejire said, a soft blush spreading across her cheeks.
"Aren't you worried, though?" Kinoko asked, her brow furrowed in concern. "I-I mean people don't like girls having scars... It can be, you know..." Kinoko trailed off, glancing around nervously.
Momo finished Kinoko's thought, her voice measured. "It can be seen as unbecoming of a woman... And the public don't really like it."
Yui said, her expression serious, "Plus, female heroes are given the short end of the stick, and most people think it's a sign of weakness."
Tsuyu added bluntly, her eyes narrowing, "While others think scars aren't really sexy."
Kyouka spoke up, her voice laced with understanding, "Eh, I have my own scar so I don't think it's a big deal." she said, gently touching the spot where Stain had injured her.
Nejire's gaze dropped, her blush deepening. She put a finger to her chin, thoughtful. "I mean, I think I'll be fine, my costume already covers my arms, and I'm not really ashamed of how I got them. Sure, it hurts knowing I got them knowing I hurt Izuku and I couldn't help him."
Nejire's expression shifted to determination, her eyes sparkling. "But it is also a reminder of how much stronger I should get!" She looked at her scars with a smile.
The girls shared her smile, their faces reflecting their support.
Nejire's smile widened, her cheeks still flushed. "Plus, I'm more cute than sexy. I lost the pageant that way." She giggled, placing both index fingers on her cheeks. "I'm gonna be the cutest heroine. Being sexy isn't really my thing."
Everyone cooed in unison, charmed by Nejire's confidence.
...
"I agree, getting stronger is key," Momo said. "The Ghostfreak incident really opened my eyes to how much I've been underutilizing my abilities."
Nejire nodded enthusiastically. "Your fight against everyone when Ghostfreak had you was awesome! Taking down Explosive Boy, Eraserhead, Vlad King, Kirishima, Testutetsu, and even Mirio - the top student in Japan - in under 10 minutes was awesome! "
The group stared at Nejire, their raised an eybrow. Nejire quickly backpedaled, her face flushing. "I-I mean, it was awful! "
Yui intervened, "Regarding getting stronger, I have an idea. To improve your combat effectiveness, you should focus on enhancing your reaction time and ability to create objects quickly, even under pressure."
"Additionally," Yui continued, "consider creating more unconventional items, like support gear, instead of just relying on conventional objects. That versatility will give you an edge in battle."
...
"Whoa, Yui, you're a genius!" Mina exclaimed.
Yui raised an eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Mina hastily backpedaled, waving her hands. "No, I just meant... you're really insightful!"
Yui smiled. "Actually, these are Izuku's ideas. He often mutters to himself, and I'm sure it goes over most people's heads."
Momo looked disappointed. "But creating support items is beyond me. I lack the knowledge to make something like a jetpack on a whim."
Yui suggested, "Why don't you ask Melissa for help? She's the smartest person Izuku knows, and I'm sure she'd be willing to teach you the basics."
Momo's face fell, and she curled into a ball, avoiding eye contact. "I... don't want to."
Yui observed Momo's behavior, her expression turning thoughtful. "Momo, you're not wanting to ask Melissa because you're jealous, are you?"
The group's attention shifted to Momo, whose face turned bright red.
Momo hesitated before admitting, "Maybe... a little. She's so brilliant, pretty, and can relate to Izuku in ways I can't. They're always talking on the phone... it's hard not to feel envious."
Kyouka teased, "Momo Yaoyorozu, jealous of someone intelligent? Who'd have thought?"
Momo's face grew even redder. "Shut up!"
Yui pressed on, "But you want to get stronger, right?"
Momo nodded.
"And Melissa's really smart," Yui continued.
Momo nodded again.
"Then you'll ask Izuku for her number and ask for help?" Yui asked.
Momo grumbled, "Fine... yes."
...
After enjoying the sauna, everyone dressed in casual clothing, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated.
"That was incredibly relaxing," Ochaco said, sporting a blissful smile.
"I completely agree," Itsuka replied. "The heat really helped loosen my muscles."
Tsuyu chimed in, "And the herbal infusions were lovely. They smelled like lavender." She paused, adding, "Ribbit."
The girls exited the changing rooms, joining the boys in the hallway.
"This week is starting off amazingly!" Kaminari exclaimed. "First, a 5-star course meal, and then an incredible sauna?"
"Definitely what I needed after all that heroics training," Sen said, nodding in agreement.
"I'm thinking of hitting the sauna again before bed," Sato added.
Mina smiled, "Looks like you boys had a great time."
Kirishima chuckled. "Yeah, it was super relaxing - in a totally manly way, of course."
"Stay sharp, Class A," Aizawa instructed, standing with a scowling Bakugou, who had his arms folded across his chest.
Bakugou shot Izuku a menacing glare, prompting Aizawa to swiftly slap him on the head.
"Remember what I said," Aizawa warned.
Bakugou grunted, "Tch," and shoved his hands into his pockets before storming ahead.
Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero quickly fell in step beside him.
Vlad King watched Bakugou's retreating back and shook his head. "During the class selections, I couldn't help but think I dodged a bullet with that one."
Aizawa let out a frustrated groan.
"Alright, Class B, let's head to the main lobby. Mr. Grand Smith will be waiting for us," Vlad King announced.
As the two groups converged at the main lobby, Izuku felt a gentle tug on his shirt. He turned to see Nejire beside him.
"Hey, Izuku," Nejire said with a smile.
"What's up, Nejire?" Izuku asked, falling slightly behind the group.
"Why does that spiky blonde boy, Bakugou, seem to hate you so much?" Nejire inquired, her curiosity evident.
Izuku hesitated, "Well... I'm not really sure. He just doesn't like me, I guess. And when I got my Quirk, it only seemed to make things worse."
Nejire pouted, folding her arms. "That's no fun. If he gives you any more trouble, just call me."
"Thanks, but I can take care of myself," Izuku replied.
Nejire playfully sent a series of light punches his way. "Yeah, but I'm your senpai! You're supposed to come to me if someone's giving you problems!"
Just then, Mirio called out, "Hey, you two are falling behind!"
...
Nejire and Izuku quickly caught up with the group, and together they arrived at the lobby where Donovan awaited.
With a flair for drama, Donovan welcomed them. "Welcome, everyone! I hope you thoroughly enjoyed our rejuvenating saunas."
"It was really relaxing," Ochaco chimed in.
Delighted, Donovan smiled. "I'm thrilled you enjoyed yourselves. Now, follow me, and I'll show you around our fantastic facilities."
Donovan gestured for the group to follow him. "I'm sure you've all read the brochure, but trust me, it doesn't do justice to what we have here. First, let me introduce you to our crown jewel: the Aqua Oasis water park."
Aqua Oasis was a breathtaking water park that seemed to transport visitors to a tropical paradise. Crystal-clear waters sparkled beneath the sunlight filtering through the transparent dome above, surrounded by towering water slides that twisted and turned, offering heart-pumping thrills. A lazy river wound its way through the park, providing a relaxing escape alongside a wave pool generating gentle swells perfect for swimmers of all skill levels.
Private cabanas and lounge areas offered luxurious relaxation spots, while water features like geysers and fountains added visual drama. Exotic plants and flowers surrounded the park, completing the oasis atmosphere.
...
"Woah!" the group exclaimed in unison.
"WHOA! This water park is INSANE!" Kaminari shouted, eyes wide with excitement.
Ochaco's eyes scanned the numerous attractions. "So many rides... I don't know where to start."
Izuku gazed up at the towering slides. "It's so massive... I've never seen anything like it."
Mineta chimed in with a mischievous grin, "Hehe, that's what she said." However, his amusement was short-lived, as Kyouka swiftly jabbed her jack-shaped weapon into his ear.
Mineta shrieked, "GAAAH!" before collapsing to the ground, foaming at the mouth.
Kyouka stepped over him, joining Izuku. "Now, this is a water park! The massive water coaster is a must-try."
Izuku nodded. "Yeah, though the water slide looks really high - both terrifying and exciting."
Donovan interrupted the awe-struck moment. "Come on, let's move along. We have more to see."
The group quickly fell in step behind Donovan, eager to explore the rest of the facilities.
...
The next stop left everyone awestruck. "Welcome to Euphoria, our most popular entertainment complex," Donovan announced.
From the second-floor balcony, they gazed out at the sprawling complex. "As you can see, Euphoria features an impressive arcade, a game room with classic consoles, VR experiences, and our crown jewel - experimental laser tag," Donovan explained.
"Experimental?" Izuku asked, intrigued.
Donovan nodded. "Yes, since quirk laws are restrictive in Japan, we designed this laser tag to accommodate quirk users. Test your skills on the battlefield!"
Izuku's eyes sparkled as he took in the 20,000 square feet laser tag room. "Wow, that's huge..." Momo breathed.
Donovan continued, "And we can modify the arena to include obstacles or create hiding spots for players."
"This is incredible," Izuku whispered.
"Designed to accommodate over 40 players, our laser tag is quirk-friendly, with reinforced materials and safety features ensuring maximum fun without damage," Donovan assured.
Bakugou's sadistic smile sent a shiver through the group. "So, we can use our quirks all we want..."
The others exchanged uneasy glances, focusing on Izuku. Tsubaraba suggested, "Uh, maybe Bakugou should sit this one out?"
Koda signed in agreement, "Guy gets really scary."
Donovan intervened, "Anyway, shall we continue our tour?"
The group eagerly followed Donovan, relieved to move on.
...
Donovan led the group out of Euphoria and onto the pristine beach, now bathed in the soft glow of lanterns and the starry night sky.
"Welcome to our private beach, where relaxation meets stargazing," Donovan announced, Class A and B gazing in awe.
As they strolled along the beach, Donovan continued, "We offer various activities and competitions during the day, such as beach volleyball and water sports. At night, the atmosphere transforms into a romantic setting."
The girls smiled, some with faint blushes, and even a few of the guys looked flustered. Tsubaraba snuck a glance at Tsuyu, while Awase cast a subtle look toward Momo.
Donovan added, "In a few days, we'll host fun games where you can utilize your quirks."
Tsuyu's curiosity was piqued. "What kind of activities?" she asked.
Donovan replied, "Ring toss, whack-a-mole, and other quirk-friendly games. We'll provide more details soon."
The group continued walking, taking in the beach's serene atmosphere.
They followed Donovan to an elevator, which led to a vast, open airspace.
"Welcome to Skywalker, our premier flying facility," Donovan announced, gesturing to the aerial obstacles course and practice area.
Before them stretched a sprawling, dome-enclosed sky, filled with winding tunnels of varying altitudes, suspended platforms and hoops, aerodynamic challenges like wind turbines and air pockets, and a designated free-flight zone for unstructured practice.
Nejire's eyes sparkled. "Amazing!"
Donovan beamed with pride. "Here, those with flying abilities can soar freely, always have the high ground."
Izuku and Todoroki chuckled at Donovan's dramatic flair.
"Ah, men of culture, I see," Donovan said with a smile.
The Skywalker facility was designed to accommodate various flying styles, providing an unparalleled environment for quirk users to hone their skills.
Donovan continued, "Now, one of our highest attractions is the flying competition, held within this very facility."
The elevator doors opened, and the classes stepped out into the resort's luxurious lobby.
Donovan smiled. "That concludes the tour. I hope you enjoy your stay at our resort."
The students responded in unison, "Thank you!"
Midnight, the school's counselor, spoke up, "Now, I assume you've all brought your swimsuits?"
Some girls exchanged sheepish glances, scratching their heads.
Mina chuckled. "Uh, I might have forgotten mine..."
Ibara folded her arms, sending a stern glance at Mineta and Kaminari. "I refuse to indulge in such immodesty. I won't feed certain people's lustful tendencies."
Kyouka whispered, barely audible, "I-I don't really have a swimsuit..."
Her inner thoughts echoed, 'Plus, I've never felt confident in swimsuits, so I never bothered buying one.'
Other girls began sharing their situations:
Toru mentioned, "I have one, but I want a new one!"
Ochako added, "Me too! Mine's getting old."
Itsuka chimed in, "I've been eyeing that new swimwear shop in the resort."
"Someone stole my bikini," Yui announced, her tone flat as usual.
Immediately, accusatory glares fell upon Mineta, who recoiled in alarm. "N-No, I-I didn't! I-I swear!" he stammered.
Yui's expression remained unchanged. "Oh, it wasn't him. I think my mom said it was some of my middle school classmates."
Izuku's confusion deepened. "Really? Why would they steal your bikini?"
Yui shrugged, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "I don't know. They also took some of my panties and bras."
Izuku's eyes widened in shock. "THEY DID WHAT?!"
Mina's face flushed with indignation. "Those creeps!"
Yui remained nonchalant. "It's fine."
Midnight let out a sympathetic sigh. "No worries, Yui. We've all dealt with our fair share of creeps. I've had my share of stolen panties, unfortunately."
Yui turned to Midnight, her tone still flat. "Yeah, but don't you like that kind of thing? I figured you'd have a sick twisted pleasure in pursuing degenerates."
Midnight's expression transformed into a sadistic smile, but she didn't disagree. Instead, she changed the subject. "If you didn't bring a swimsuit, there's a small boutique a short walk away."
The group exchanged uneasy glances, surprised by Yui's unsettling remark and Midnight's reaction.
'She didn't even disagree with Kodai's implications.' Everyone thought.
The girls then began to talk about heading yo buy their own swimsuits.
"Shall we hit the swimwear shop before turning in for the night?" Mina suggested.
"I could use a new swimsuit," Setsuna said, "and I want a bikini that's really eye-catching."
Ibara shook her head. "Ugh, you sexual deviant."
"I'm not sure myself," Ibara continued. "I don't really want to feed Mineta and Kaminari's lustful urges."
Mina countered, "Aw, come on, Ibara, don't worry about those two. Plus, I'm pretty sure Mineta will perv on you no matter what. Don't kill your fun just because of him."
Toru chimed in, "Yeah, you're super hot, Ibara! Flaunt it a bit, girl!"
Ibara pouted, folding her arms, and glanced over at Izuku, who was engrossed in conversation with Tenya. Her cheeks suddenly flushed pink.
"F-Fine..." Ibara relented, "but if those two make any indecent comments, I'll purify them before restraining them with my vines."
"And we're not going to stop you, that's for sure," Kyouka said with a reassuring smile.
"Alright, let's get some swimsuits!" Mina exclaimed.
"I hope they're cheap, though," Ochako added, scrunching up her nose.
Momo offered, "Oh, I can pay for you, Ochako."
Ochako shook her head. "Uh, no thank you, Momo."
Momo insisted, "Please, allow me."
Ochako's eyes darted downward, her voice hesitant. "L-Look, Momo, I know you want to help, but I don't feel comfortable accepting money from you. It kinda feels like charity."
Momo's face fell, and she bowed hastily. "O-Oh, sorry, I didn't mean it to come across like that."
Ochako scratched behind her head, a gentle smile on her lips. "I-It's fine, thanks anyway."
An awkward silence followed, Momo's eyes still cast down. Ochako's gaze lingered on her for a moment before Mina intervened.
"Hey girls, I have an idea..." Mina said, her cat-like grin spreading across her face as she glanced at Izuku.
Izuku felt Mina's piercing gaze and gulped, his cheeks flushing slightly.
'Why does it feel like I'm in danger?' Izuku thought, shaking slightly.
Mina suddenly hurdled over to the girls and began whispering, her voice barely audible. The girls' faces turned bright red, except for Setsuna, who wore a sly smile.
After a brief, hushed conversation, the girls nodded nervously and pushed Ochako forward.
"U-Uh... Deku, mind coming with me for a moment?" Ochako asked, her face flushing profusely.
Izuku raised an eyebrow. "Mh? Uh, sure."
"What's up?" he asked.
Ochako avoided eye contact, her voice trembling. "Oh, uhm... I'm planning on buying something and I need your opinion on it."
Izuku shrugged, unaware of the u nderlying intentions. "Okay."
As they walked together, Izuku grew increasingly puzzled by Ochako's persistent blushing and evasion of eye contact.
Just as Ochako's flustered muttering reached its peak.
"Oh, uhm... Well... uh..."footsteps approached.
"Hey Midori," Mina said, her eyes closed in a beaming, innocent smile.
Izuku's suspicion spiked. "Oh hi..." he replied, his tone cautious.
"We're planning on heading in with Ochako," Mina said, her innocent smile still plastered on her face. "We and the rest of the girls really want your opinion."
Izuku's confusion deepened. "Wait, my opinion?"
He glanced up to see the store's neon lights reading "Swimsuits." His eyes bulged in realization as he turned to the girls, who were either blushing furiously or sporting innocent grins.
A jolt of electricity ran through him, and emerald sparks danced around his body. Panicked, Izuku tried to make a break for it.
However, vines swiftly wrapped around him, restraining his escape.
"S-Shiozaki?!" Izuku exclaimed, struggling against the vines. "W-What are you doing?!"
The girls' faces turned a deeper shade of red.
Shiozaki's voice was laced with some shyness. "Well, think of this as penance for laying down your life so readily."
Izuku's face flushed crimson as he was dragged inside the store.
Breaking News: Heroic Scandal Rocks Kobeoshi City:
Erika Matsumoto, a woman with reddish-brown hair and brown eyes, stood confidently before a large screen displaying shocking images of Seijaku Gakuen Academy, now a magma-buried ruin. Her claw-like hands grasped the podium.
"Good evening, I'm Erika Matsumoto, and welcome to tonight's special report," she began.
"Tonight, we revisit the shocking scandal that has left Kobeoshi City reeling. Weeks after the explosive exposé, the nation remains stunned."
"Izuku Midoriya, also known as Dekiru 10, had been on an internship with Miruko, the number 7 ranked pro hero, and Ryuko, the number 10 ranked hero. Together, they uncovered the horrific truth behind Seijaku Gakuen Academy's walls."
Erika gestured to the screen, where images displayed Izuku activating the Omnitrix at the UA Sports Festival, alongside photos of Miruko and Ryuko apprehending villains.
"The investigation revealed shocking evidence of systemic abuse, corruption, and cover-ups within the institution," Erika continued.
The screen shifted to images of students with blurred faces, revealing only their bruises, scars, and suffering. "These haunting images testify to the unimaginable pain and trauma endured by students with weaker Quirks," Erika said, her voice somber.
"This scandal has raised disturbing questions about the integrity of our heroes," Erika continued. "Pro Heroes tasked with protecting Kobeoshi City, where Seijaku Gakuen Academy is located, were allegedly bribed to ignore the abuse."
The screen cut to footage of protesters marching through Kobeoshi City's streets, holding signs that read
"Fake Heroes!",
"Justice for Gakuen Victims!",
"Heroes in Name Only!"
"Stain was Right!".
One protester's chant stood out: "You're all just fake heroes!"
Erika's voiceover continued, "The public's outrage has given credence to the Hero Killer's message. If heroes can be easily bribed to turn a blind eye to child abuse, torture, and exploitation, does our society need a complete overhaul?"
"Citizens are taking action, targeting Hero agencies within Kobeoshi City. Vandalism and protests have become a daily occurrence," Erika reported.
The screen displayed images of vandalized Hero agencies, including a graffiti-covered facade reading "Fake Heroes" in bold letters. Shattered windows of various pro hero agencies and a defaced billboard with "Stop Being Heroes" scrawled across it were also shown.
Other images revealed spray-painted messages on agency doors, such as "Protect Kids, Not Your Egos", and a burned-out Hero agency office, with protesters chanting in the background.
Erika's voiceover continued, "Some agencies have been forced to close temporarily due to damage and intimidation. Pro Heroes are facing backlash, with some being confronted by angry citizens."
Protesters were seen harassing Pro Heroes on the streets, shouting slogans and holding signs reading "Accountability Now!" and "Heroes No More!".
"Some have outright demanded they surrender their licenses and hang up their capes," Erika reported.
The camera panned to a lone hero standing on a rooftop, watching the news unfold on a nearby screen. The hero's cape fluttered in the wind, a symbol of a profession now tarnished by scandal.
He crushed his beer can in frustration, then hurled it over the rooftop edge. The building he stood on was a vandalized Hero agency, its walls scarred by graffiti and shattered windows.
The hero's sleek, dark blue and silver costume seemed ironic amidst the destruction. Scale-like armor plating adorned his suit, and his cape featured a majestic dragon emblem.
"Dammit, Goro! How could you get caught?" he shouted, his anger echoing across the rooftops.
On a giant screen nearby, images of Izuku Midoriya fighting Todoroki in the Sports Festival flashed by. The hero's gaze fell upon the smiling faces of the two young heroes.
"That little UA brat ruined everything!" he seethed. "My life savings, gone on lawyers! Now I'm barely tolerated as a hero. The media and public are breathing down my neck!"
He downed an entire beer in one gulp, then hurled the can at the ground.
"I've lost everything... my money, dignity, the people's trust... I can't even get McDonald's to sponsor me!" His voice cracked, desperation and rage mingling.
The hero's eyes blazed with fury and despair, his dragon-emblazoned cape fluttering in the wind, a symbol of a fallen idol.
The doorknob suddenly turned, and the Hero's gaze snapped towards the entrance, his expression twisting in anger, confusion, and suspicion.
"Are you another protester here to tell me to give up my hero license?" he growled. "Or have you come to vandalize my agency, you bastard?"
A low, menacing voice replied, "No, I'm here to enact the Hero Killer's will."
The Hero's confusion lasted only an instant. A massive, infernal torrent of blue flames erupted, exploding the metal door off its hinges with a deafening boom. The blast sent the door flying across the rooftop, its steel surface warped and melted.
The flames raged with unrelenting ferocity, their intense heat distorting the air. Waves of blistering warmth washed over the Hero, forcing him to shield his face. The temperature soared, making the night air feel like a furnace.
The Hero dodged swiftly, avoiding the blazing door as it crashed onto the rooftop's gravel surface, sending sparks flying everywhere.
Gritting his teeth in rage, the Hero demanded, "Who the hell are you?"
A figure emerged from the smoke-filled doorway, the blue flames dancing around his feet like a raging tempest. "You can call me Dabi."
Dabi's tall, slender frame was imposing, his spiky black hair and piercing blue eyes a stark contrast to the gruesome scars covering his body. Burnt, purple scar tissue marred his skin, stretching from beneath his eyes to his collarbone, torso, arms, and legs. Metallic staple piercings held the scars in place, a testament to his Quirk's uncontrolled fury.
His gaze locked onto the Hero, his eyes burning with an inner fire that seemed to rival the inferno around him.
Dabi sneered, "You're Drakonix, the so-called hero. I know all about your tainted reputation. It's astonishing you managed to avoid jail time. Must have cost a fortune to hire a lawyer skilled enough to sweep your bribery charges under the rug."
Drakonix's glare intensified, his anger simmering. "So, what? Are some Hero Killer wannabe? Please I ain't afraid of your zombie ass!"
With a fierce battle cry, Drakonix unleashed a devastating blast of toxic blue energy from his mouth, dubbed "Dragon's Breath." The attack ripped through the air, generating shockwaves that cracked the rooftop's concrete.
Dabi dodged with incredible agility, narrowly avoiding the blast's lethal trajectory. The force of the attack sent him tumbling across the rooftop.
As Dabi regained his footing, he retaliated with a wave of intense, blue flames that danced across the rooftop. "Cremation's Fury" engulfed the area, its heat distorting the air and threatening to incinerate everything in its path.
Drakonix leapt into the air, his enhanced strength propelling him above the flames. His dragon-emblazoned cape fluttered behind him, a symbol of his unyielding resolve.
"Impressive Quirk, yet you sold out your values for a paycheck," Dabi taunted, his voice carrying above the roar of the flames. "Did you know what horrors those children endured while you turned a blind eye? The beatings, the bullying, the unspeakable atrocities inflicted upon the girls...?"
"SHUT UP!" Drakonix bellowed, unleashing a massive energy blast from his mouth. Dabi dodged by mere millimeters, his movements lightning-fast.
In retaliation, Dabi summoned a colossal wall of blue flames, engulfing the rooftop in an inferno. The heat was suffocating, the light blinding. Drakonix stumbled, his vision obscured by the swirling flames.
Choking on the scorching air, Drakonix coughed violently. "Cough... Cough, you son of a bitch!" he roared, launching rapid-fire energy blasts from his mouth.
Dabi reappeared behind him, unfazed by the barrage. "Meh, I think he's more of a bastard," he quipped, grasping Drakonix's head with an iron grip.
The Hero's eyes widened in terror as Dabi's hand began to sear with intense heat. "N-No, p-please don't! I-I'll pay! Y-Your looking to do the hero killers work I got some pretty good dirt on a few pros!" Drakonix begged, his voice cracking.
Dabi's expression twisted into a gruesome smile. "Wow, a hero begging for mercy while throwing your own heroes under the bus? Man, at least the others I've killed didn't go out like such a coward."
With a sadistic laugh, Dabi's hand erupted into blue flames, engulfing Drakonix's head. The Hero's screams were drowned out by the crackling inferno as his skin burned alive, charring and blistering.
Drakonix's body convulsed wildly, his limbs flailing in desperation. His eyes melted, their sockets charring black. The stench of burned flesh filled the air, a gruesome testament to Dabi's ruthless brutality.
The flames consumed Drakonix's face, erasing his features. His cries were reduced to anguished, gurgling sounds, his pleas for mercy silenced forever.
"Hmm? Considering the number of bodies I've incinerate, this should definitely catch the leagues attention." Dabi said cupping his chin as he burned Drakonix alive.
...
As they walked to their room, Sero, Tenya, and Shoto chatted about their plans for the next day.
"I'm thinking of heading to the beach for some fun in the sun," Sero suggested.
Tenya nodded thoughtfully, cupping his chin. "A relaxing day bathed in sunlight sounds perfect after a long week."
Shoto hesitated before speaking up. "Actually, I'm interested in trying laser tag."
Sero's eyes widened in surprise. "Wait, you've never been to laser tag?"
Shoto shook his head. "No, I'm not even sure what it's about."
Tenya's curiosity was piqued. "I'm intrigued by laser tag, too. Is it some sort of military simulation where you tag enemy targets with laser precision?"
Sero cupped his chin, explaining, "Laser tag is a high-tech game where players wear vests and wield laser guns. Think of it like a video game, where players compete in a simulated arena."
Todoroki and Tenya listened intently, mirroring Sero's gesture.
"You basically shoot each other's vests with harmless lasers," Sero continued. "The vests track scores, and players compete in a special arena."
Tenya's eyes lit up with understanding. "I think I get it. It's like paintball, but without the paint."
Sero nodded. "Exactly!"
Todoroki raised an eyebrow. "You know paintball, but not laser tag?"
Tenya's expression turned nostalgic. "My brother introduced me to paintball when I was younger. We played against his friend."
"Really?"
Tenya chuckled. "But his friend was nearly impossible to hit – crawling on all fours, sliding on the floor and walls. But Popstep took him down in the end." Tenya said gloomly.
"W-WAIT?! YOU MET POPSTEP?!" Sero exclaimed, his voice filled with shock.
Tenya held up a calming hand. "Y-yeah, it was a charity event. Please keep it down; there are people sleeping."
Sero's apology was hasty. "U-Uh, right... sorry..."
As they approached their room, a commotion caught their attention. It sounded like someone was being dragged.
"Honestly, Mina, you took it too far!" Ochako's voice echoed from inside.
Mina giggled mischievously. "Pfft! Yeah, but you can't deny how adorable his flustered face was the whole time."
Ochako's voice rose in exasperation. "T-That's not the point! He's lost a lot of blood!"
The boys rushed over to find Izuku slung over Mina and Ochako's shoulders, his nose stuffed with tissues, his eyes rolled back, and his face beet-red.
"M-Midoriya!? What happened to him?!" Tenya shouted, alarm etched on his face.
Mina's expression turned guilty, her face flushing lilac. "W-Well... We wanted his opinion on our swimsuits... and, well... by the time we were done... he ended up passing out from blood loss."
"He passed out from over stimulation?" Todoroki asked.
"E-Essentially, yeah."Ochako said, scratching behind her head sheepishly.
Izuku's limp form hung between the two girls, his blush deepening, despite his obvious state of distress.
Sero's gaze lingered on Izuku, his expression transforming into a mixture of shock and envy. "Wait, Midoriya saw all the girls in bikinis? This lucky bastard!"
Ochako smiled wearily. "Mind putting him to bed?"
Tenya nodded, carefully lifting his unconscious friend. "I'll make sure he gets to sleep."
As Tenya carried Izuku, the latter's slurred words sent Sero's jealousy soaring:
"B-Bikinis... B-Boobs... L-Legs... B-Butts..." Izuku mumbled.
"What did I do in a past life to deserve this?" Izuku whispered, still dazed.
Sero grumbled under his breath, "Must have saved the world from some kind of demon lord."
Tenya opened the door to their room and gently placed Izuku on his bed.
The sunlit resort restaurant buzzed with lively chatter as Class 1-A and B students gathered for breakfast. Izuku sat with Tenya, Todoroki, and Sero, enjoying their morning meal together.
Izuku savored his tamagoyaki, nodding in approval. "This is so good!"
Todoroki slurped his cold soba noodles, his eyes closed in appreciation.
Tenya sipped his orange juice, pairing it with a hearty beef stew.
Sero devoured his pancakes, syrup dripping from his fork.
Nearby, Ochaco shared a table with Tsuyu, Mina, and Toru.
Ochaco squealed with delight, biting into her fluffy pancakes. "Mmm, so good!" Her fruit bowl and juice accompanied her breakfast.
Tsuyu nibbled on assorted breakfast pastries – croissants, danishes, and more.
Mina chimed in, "I know, right? This resort's breakfast is amazing!" Her colorful plate reflected her love for vibrant food.
Toru smiled quietly, enjoying her yogurt parfait.
As they mingled, laughter and conversation filled the air, fostering a sense of camaraderie among the students.
Kirishima's eyes widened in awe. "Woah, Tamaki, you're totally devouring that meal!"
Tamaki, surrounded by stacks of empty plates, felt the weight of everyone's gaze. His face flushed, and he mumbled, barely audible, "I... I wanna go home."
Kirishima quickly rushed to reassure him. "N-No, I was just surprised you could eat that much!" He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.
Mirio, Tamaki's friend, joined in, grinning. "Haha, that's Tamaki for you! He needs to fuel his quirk."
Izuku's curiosity sparked. His notebook materialized, and he began scribbling notes. "So, what are your quirks? I saw you phase through the ground and reappear during the Ghostfreak fight, and Tamaki manifest tentacles and other animal attributes..."
The table fell silent, everyone thinking, 'Where did that notebook come from?!'
Mirio cupped his chin, seemingly thinking. "Mhm... My quirk's complicated, but never mind that now. From how that blonde, angry boy over there looked eager for a fight..." He glanced at Bakugo, who was dousing his breakfast in an alarming amount of hot sauce.
Everyone followed Mirio's gaze, and Bakugo looked up, his expression fiery.
"I figured you guys were planning laser tag?" Mirio continued.
Tenya cleared his throat, standing up. "Actually, I was waiting for everyone to gather. Ahem! I propose we play laser tag today!" His announcement echoed through the restaurant.
"A friendly competition between Class A and B! We rarely interact as classes, so this will be a fantastic bonding experience!" Tenya exclaimed.
The classes exchanged excited glances, breakfast momentarily forgotten.
Kinioko eyes lit up. "Shroom, that sounds nice..."
Kirishima grinned. "Laser tag? I'm so down! My Hardening technique won't help, but I'll find a way!"
Tetsutetsu cracked his knuckles. "And we can compete! Can't wait to see what Class A's got!"
Setsuna's eyes sparkled. "Ooh, count me in! I wanna see what Class A can do."
The students' murmurs of agreement and excitement quickly grew into a chorus.
Mina's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Midori, are you gonna join us? This is gonna be so fun!"
Izuku hesitated, glancing at Bakugo, who seemed ready to pounce at the slightest provocation.
"Uh... I don't think so..." Izuku trailed off.
Nejire chimed in, her voice persuasive. "Aww, c'mon Izuku! Join us! I wanna see how strong you are in an actual fight!"
Toru added, "Yeah, c'mon Midori! It'll be fun, I promise!"
Monoma sneered, "Oh, is Class 1-A's top student going to chicken out? As expected of the inferior class."
Kyouka sipped her miso soup, her voice dripping with intrigue. "Well, if you don't want to join, that's fine. But you'll miss out on learning about the top two students' quirks."
Izuku's curiosity got the better of him. He glanced at Kyouka and Monoma, his desire to know their quirks overpowering his caution.
"Sure! Sounds like fun!" Izuku exclaimed, his excitement evident.
Bakugo's eyes narrowed, a fierce grin spreading across his face.
Mina clapped her hands. "Yay! It's settled then! Let's get ready for laser tag!"
The group's enthusiasm was infectious, and Izuku found himself caught up in the excitement, eager to test his skills.
Bakugou's face contorted into a manic grin as he thought to himself, 'Finally, that bastard thinks he can say no to me?! He's been ruining everything, and now he won't even have the decency to fight me! First, he beats me, and now he's looking down on me, refusing my challenge? Does he think he's so strong he'll beat me with ease?! Am I not even worth his time?!'
A waitress with cockroach-like features approached him, her voice tentative. "Excuse me, sir?"
Bakugou's thoughts continued to seethe, "And he fights with those extras at the drop of a hat, constantly sparring with that orange-haired girl anytime they want... Who does he think he is?"
The waitress tried again, her tone firmer. "Excuse me, sir?"
Bakugou's anger boiled over, and he finally addressed the waitress, yelling, "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT, YOU COCKROACH BITCH?!"
The restaurant fell silent, patrons staring at Bakugou in shock.
Aizawa, seated nearby, groaned, covering his face. "Great, just what I needed."
The woman shot Bakugou a cold glare. "This is a no-smoking area," she stated, gesturing to the smoke emanating from his palm.
Bakugou glanced down, realizing he had unconsciously activated his quirk, releasing small explosions. "Tch, it's just my quirk," he said, shaking off the smoke.
The woman retorted, her voice laced with anger, "Well, stop using your quirk. This is a no-quirk area."
As she turned away, she muttered under her breath, "To think UA is full of bigots."
The students of Class 1-A and 1-B exchanged uneasy glances. Momo turned away, her palm covering her face. Mina similarly hid behind her hand, her eyes cast downward. Ochako's face flushed as she shielded herself with her palm, while Itsuka's cheeks reddened, her hand partially covering her mouth.
Whispers broke out around them:
"Did he really just call her that?"
"UA students think they're above everyone else."
"Typical UA entitlement."
"Guess their 'hero course' doesn't teach empathy."
The murmurs spread, and the gaze of the surrounding patrons fell upon Class 1-A and 1-B. Kirishima stood up, his expression fierce, ready to defend his classmates.
"Uh, sorry ma'am, Bakugou is always like that. Please, don't mind him," Kirishima said, bowing to the waitress.
The woman turned to him, her gaze cold. "So, he always gives people like me insulting nicknames?"
Kirishima chuckled nervously. "W-Well, he gives everyone nicknames. He even calls me 'Stupid Hair' despite our similar hairstyles."
The woman's expression remained unforgiving. "And that makes it okay?"
"I...I didn't mean to imply that," Kirishima stammered.
"I receive enough insulting comments," the woman said. "I didn't expect it from the next generation of heroes."
Izuku felt the weight of surrounding gazes. Momo hid behind her hand, her voice barely audible. "This is so embarrassing..."
The situation worsened as Bakugou didn't even attempt to apologize, instead enjoying his food.
Shoji groaned, standing up alongside Aizawa. "We're sorry for Katsuki Bakugou's behavior," Aizawa said.
Shoji added, his voice sincere, "As a heteromorph myself, I should have spoken out more against his insulting nicknames. Clearly, he doesn't see a problem with them, and I take full responsibility."
The woman's expression softened slightly, and she nodded. "Thank you for understanding. It means a lot coming from you, especially as a fellow heteromorph."
With a nod, she left, leaving the students feeling relieved but still embarrassed. Before a few people sent Bakugou annoyed glares but didn't want to say anything they were in public and they didn't want to cause another outburst.
Mina stormed alongside the girls, her fist clenched and scowl deepening. "Honestly, what's his problem? 'Cockroach Bitch'? Seriously?! She's wearing a name tag, for crying out loud!" Mina's voice rose in frustration.
"And he couldn't even apologize! Three simple words: 'I am sorry.' Was that too much to ask?" Mina fumed.
Toru chimed in, "It's unfair that everyone thinks we're okay with his behavior just because we're in the same class."
Izuku walked alongside them, accompanied by other girls, including Tsuyu, who rarely showed emotion but was visibly irritated. "Remind me to give that woman an extra tip. She didn't deserve that," Tsuyu said, her frustration evident.
Kirishima attempted to calm Mina. "Ashido, don't take it personally. He calls me 'Stupid Hair' all the time. I'm sure it's not malicious."
Mina shot Kirishima a light glare. Kyouka snorted, dripping sarcasm, "Oh, right, because Bakugou would totally stop if we asked nicely."
Mina halted, facing Kirishima with a serious tone. "Kirishima, listen. It's not funny when someone constantly targets your features. I know Bakugou doesn't mean it like most people do; he's just egotistical, self-centered, and inconsiderate, can't bother remember our names self..." She clenched her fist in anger. She inhaled and exhaling calming herself before continuing.
"... But that doesn't excuse his behavior. That woman might have been insulted and called nasty nicknames before, which is why she snapped at him."
Kirishima nodded in understanding.
"I don't like being call racoon eyes, I don't like it when he calls Tsu 'Frog face' or 'Frog bitch' it's demeaning, hell I barely can stand it when he calls Midori 'Deku' it just rubs me the wrong way, okay? I know his your friend but... It just... I don't like it." Mina said.
Izuku looked down before seeing where the destination had been reached.
"Hey Mina," Izuku called out before gesturing to laser tag."How about you get your revenge in laser tag, I'm sure beating him will be the worst thing for him."
Mina smiled."Sure though after I'm done with him, I'll have to take you down."
"I...I mean you can try but I'll end up beating you anyways." Izuku said trying to show a little confidence and pride.
Mina went agape before smirking."Oh? I can't let that comment sly, I'm so going to beat you!"
Izuku's face turned red."Go ahead, give it your best, won't change the outcome though." Izuku said this made the girls giggles seeing how the boy was trying to display some confidence.
The students of Class 1-A and 1-B gathered outside Euphoria, the expansive laser tag arena, donning their vests and checking their gear.
Aizawa, Midnight, and Vlad King stood by the entrance, observing the excited students.
Sero raised an eyebrow. "What are the teachers doing here?"
Kyouka chimed in, "I thought you wouldn't be 'babysitting' us?" She air-quoted the phrase, smirking.
Vlad King chuckled. "We're not here to babysit. Aizawa believes one of his students will emerge victorious."
Aizawa's flat tone remained unchanged. "That's correct. My students will prove their skills. Unlike some instructors," he glanced at Vlad King, "I don't coddle my students."
Midnight, standing silently until now, added, "We're here to ensure the competition remains fair and safe."
Vlad King smirked. "I told him someone must have spiked his coffee, because I'm confident one of my students will emerge victorious. Unlike some instructors, I actually support my students instead of leaving them to their own devices."
Monoma's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Thank you, Vlad King! Class 1-B will crush 1-A! Utterly humiliate them! It'll be hilarious! We'll win so decisively, everyone will know we're the best!"
Aoyama struck a pose, his voice dripping with confidence. "My flair, our panache, will leave you breathless. Allow me to demonstrate my savoir-faire, and you'll be left in awe!"
Midnight intervened, his voice firm. "Enough, Aoyama. And Monoma, no excessive boasting. This is a friendly battle royal, not a tournament for bragging rights."
Vlad King chuckled. "Let's keep things civil, students. Remember, sportsmanship matters."
Midnight continued, "The competition will consist of twenty teams of two. To determine your partner, please select a number from the boxes."
Vlad King gestured to the boxes, and the students began to draw numbers.
"As explained, if you draw the same number, that person will be your teammate for the duration of the game," Midnight clarified.
Izuku drew his number and announced, "P"
Toru's face lit up. "I got P too! We're partners, Izuku!"
Others grumbled in annoyance at their own matchups.
Midnight outlined the remaining rules. "This battle royal will eliminate players after three hits. Once you're out, you cannot rejoin."
Mina exclaimed, "Aww, cool!"
Midnight concluded, "There are two ways to win: be the last team standing or retrieve the Golden Grail."
Mirio dramatically unveiled the Golden Grail, while Nejire made enthusiastic holy sounds.
The classes exchanged amused glances, sweating at the over-the-top presentation.
Midnight cautioned, "Obviously, Bakugou, no excessive force." He gestured toward the spiky-haired student, who grumbled and turned away.
"You'll have free rein to use your quirks as freely as possible," Midnight continued. Everyone quickly git excited and finding their teammates. Midnight whispered in a hushed tone.
Aizawa and Midnight exchanged concerned glances.
"Do you really think it's a good idea to let him fight?" Midnight asked, her voice low.
" Bakugou's had it out for Midoriya since day one. Maybe we should pull him out and let him cool off." Midnight said.
Aizawa gave a sigh."Yeah, but that'll only anger him," Aizawa replied. "I've already warned him; if he steps out of line, his trip will be cut short. Besides, I trust Midoriya to handle himself is pretty clever."
Aizawa's gaze swept the room, settling on the Class 1-A and B students. "They need to experience fighting the Big Three."
The room buzzed with anticipation:
Amajiki stood isolated, avoiding eye contact.
Nejire's eyes sparkled as she admired the Golden Grail.
Mirio stretched, eager to begin.
Bakugou's anger simmered just below the surface, while Izuku focused intently, ready to face the challenges ahead.
Vlad King announced, "The Big Three will serve as guards, protecting those lucky enough to be among the few standing. Plus, we're all eager to gauge the class's overall strength."
Mirio glanced at Izuku, who was intently aiming his laser gun, recalling their battle against Ghostfreak.
Mirio thought to himself, smiling slightly, "He's incredibly powerful, versatile, and a quick thinker – reminiscent of Sir Nighteye. But I need to test him myself."
Bakugou scowled at the Big Three, his voice dripping with disdain. "Big three? More like The Big Joke. I'll dethrone you and become the sole Big One."
Nejire and Mirio maintained their carefree smiles, unfazed by Bakugou's bold declaration.
"Hey, if we manage to take down one of you, do we get to claim your spot as part of the Big Three?" Kirishima asked, his eyes sparkling with determination.
Mirio stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Actually, yes. If you can beat us, you'll earn the right to join the Big Three."
Izuku's expression turned cautious. "Guys, I don't know if that's a good idea. Nejire's being trained by Ryukyu, and that's no small deal. We shouldn't underestimate them."
He cocked his laser gun, the green glow illuminating his face. "Plus, we didn't see their full strength during the possessed incident. They might be holding back, and things got too chaotic to gauge their true power."
Despite his reservations, Izuku's eyes shone with excitement. "But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't hyped. This is going to be intense!"
The other students grinned, their faces set with determination.
Bakugou scoffed, "Tch," and powered up his laser tag gun, the LED lights flashing red.
"Alright, let's get this battle started! Form up, teams!" Aizawa said.
Monoma flashed a mischievous grin. "Hold on, let's make this more interesting."
Izuku's curiosity piqued, "What've you got in mind, Monoma?"
"Whoever tags the treasure first gets their entire class priority access to the hot springs and sauna," Monoma announced, adjusting his laser tag vest.
Itsuka raised an eyebrow. "But some teams have mixed classes – Class A and B students together."
Monoma shrugged nonchalantly. "That's what makes it exciting. The first person to tag the treasure wins, just make sure your teammate doesn't beat you to it."
The students exchanged eager glances, the stakes now higher. They checked their laser tag gear, ensuring everything was functioning.
A. Yui Kodai and Reiko Yanagi.
B. Momo Yaoyorozu and Itsuka Kendo
C. Shoto Todoroki and Sero Hanta
D. Minoru Mineta and Denki Kaminari
E. Katsuki Bakugou and Ejirou Kirishima
F. Yuga Aoyama and Hiryu Ren
G. Koji Koda and Kojiro Bando
H. Ibara Shizokai and Mezo Shoji
Monoma and Kosei Tsubaraba
J. Kyouka Jirou and Setsuna Tokage
K. Manga Fukadashi and Shihai Kurioro
L. Masahiro Ojiro and Fumikage Tokoyami
M. Mina Ashido and Pony Tsunotori
N. Kinoko Komori and Rikidou Sato
O. Nirengeki Shoda and Juzo Honenuki
P. Izuku Midoriya and Toru Hagakure
Q. Togaru Kamakiri and Testutestu Testutetsu.
R. Ochako Uraraka and Tsuyu Asui
S. Tenya Iida and Jurota Shishida.
T. Yosetsu Awase and Sen Kaibra
Authors note: Okay this isn't supposed to be Bakugou bashing fiction but damn writing him and people calling out on him is a little too fun.
Okay but seriously before I think he can at least start changing he's flaws, and the problems with what he does should be called out, I personally never liked how he wasn't really called out I mean yeah they said he has garbage personality but I don't know I just feel most of the things were brushed aside(at least that's my opinion.)
I don't think I'm going to introduce a villain this arc sorry I was contemplating on introducing Sublimino or the Vreedle Brothers, but I didn't want to really do that I kinda want to try bond making between the classes, bond making, relationship building ect...
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I've been thinking of extending the story a bit like have longer breaks between the Canon arcs like instead of having the Kamino arc during the summer like in cannon maybe like in winter so it doesn't feel like all hell happened in the first semester. Tell me your opinion and how I should go about it? It's not something that's concrete is just an idea so far. I'll probably ask after an arc.