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The sun had been up for about two hours already, though Mina didn't want to get out of bed just yet since Izuku was finally able to spend the night without having to get up before the crack of dawn. Seeing him sleep so peacefully was just too much of a blessing for Mina to take for granted. His soft breathing and steady rise of his chest with every breath was beautiful to her in its own way.

Best of all, she even had the opportunity to watch Ochaco sleep like a kitten on the other side of Izuku's broad chest. It was adorable to Mina that the bubbly gravity user was naturally so affectionate in her sleep. Whether it was Izuku or anybody else, she would always be found curled up into her bed partner's side like a pet. She couldn't resist reaching over and stroking the soft brown hair of her third bed fellow.

After a few affectionate strokes, Uraraka began to stir and flutter her eyes open at the pleasant sensation of somebody running their fingers through her hair. Right in front of her as she woke up was the kind and apologetic smile of Mina. She took a deep breath in while Mina was a bit sorry for having woken up Ochaco.

"Sorry about that, I hope I didn't interrupt your sleep."

"Mmmm, no. I'm up."

Izuku was still out like a light. Seemed as though the entire week had its effect on their mutual love. They shared a quick peck as they sat up on the bed.

"Mornin, beautiful."

"Mmmm."

Now Mina was the one to hum in satisfaction at the brief kiss the two girls shared. Since they didn't want to bother Izuku and let him sleep in, Mina helped Ochaco step over his unconscious form and grabbed their phones from his chargers. It was pricey to get multiple chargers for all their rooms, but Ochaco was surprisingly generous in covering the cost when Momo offered to do it instead.

None of the others wanted to treat Momo like a cash cow, so they compromised and allowed Ochaco to take the brunt of the cost and got their charger situation taken care of. Now they could charge all their phones in one room if need be.

The girls left their sleeping beauty to recover while grabbing some clothing from their rooms to then head to the baths. Though they didn't fool around too much since they were more focused on getting a late breakfast more than anything else.

1-A Dorms Commons

At the table, there were some steamed buns that Haru made for the dorm. Some were colorful and sweet while the option for vegetable or meat buns were all sitting in their own lidded platters to prevent them from drying out. Haru wasn't in the dorm at the time since his work at the other dorms was usually the only reason he was absent.

Many of the girls were still in slight disbelief that the nomadic Nakamura was so keen on being so sedentary for his new job. They all knew that the biggest reason he was a food truck owner was mostly out of his desire to be mobile. Still, it seemed that he was taking everything in stride and was even delivering results that nobody could complain about. The rest of the students who didn't know the man too well were all genuinely caught off guard when they saw that he was doing most of the cooking and cleaning all by himself. On top of that, he was getting it all done in record speed without showing any fatigue when one of them managed to catch sight of him.

Both girls grabbed two buns of different types each and elected to just lounge on the couches next to Toru. When seated to the left and right of the invisible girl, Toru layed down on the couch flat and let her head land on Mina's lap while her legs went over Ochaco's lap. Mina grabbed the television remote and switched on the tv to a morning talk show for her and Uraraka to kill time with as they had their breakfast.

Later that Day

Outside on the grass next to the dorm stood Izuku and Tenya. Izuku woke up about two hours ago and had his shower with Tsuyu in the women's side of the dorms. It was just nice to have some time to actually sleep for the first time that week. Even Iida, who is usually so disciplined and studious, felt the need to let himself sleep in longer than he would have originally liked. Both teenage boys were dressed in more comfortable clothing for the new training that Haru wanted to put them through.

While waiting for the man, the both of them just caught up and talked about recent developments in their progress. Not even five minutes passed before Nakamura came out of their dorm dressed in a loose tank top and black soccer pants. Nobody was really around, but those who caught sight of their dorm mother in that loose fitting top could definitely see how he was able to keep up with the workload he possessed.

"Morning you two."

"Yes!"

"Good Morning, Haru-san!"

The two boys talked over one another while standing ramrod straight in response to the greeting. He wasn't in the mood for the whole drill instructor treatment, so he just told the two teenage boys to just take a breather. Noticeable amounts of tension left both of them. With their greetings done, they all got to stretching and warming up before Haru got down to the nitty gritty of the matter.

"Okay, I'm going to be perfectly honest with you two right now. Neither of you are even close to the standards of holding your own in a real fight."

There were some sputters and attempts to disagree with the sentiment, though Nakamura just shut them down once more.

"Honestly, I wish I could say otherwise, but both of you are self taught brawlers at best. If you don't believe me, then prove yourselves."

Him shaking out his limbs and beginning to bounce on the balls of his feet was a pretty telling sign that things are about to go in the usual fashion that Haru tended to take things.

"Come at me. I won't even use my hands to touch you."

Usually there was something that the man had up his sleeves that would bring down his student's a few notches. In their situation, this was also about their dignity as well as being instructed to defend their honor by their teacher. Iida and Izuku knew better than to take him on one on one, so they nodded to each other before activating their quirks.

If anyone was still around to watch the impromptu match, they would think that the two boys were being wholly unfair against the quirkless man. To them, this probably still wasn't enough to do squat against the still confident Nakamura. The tension snapped and got Izuku and Iida to launch into a combination attack in tandem directly at Haru. They even timed the bouncing of his weight to the ideal moment to give themselves enough time to close the distance while he was still up in the air.

Closing the distance was a matter of milliseconds with the boy's and their enhanced speed. This idea would have worked if having his feet still on the ground mattered for Haru. His baiting was effective in getting the boy's to rush in rather than think things through. Not that it would have mattered if they did so.

Just as they were certain they were about to close the distance, Haru's torso became a blur that swept to the ground before Iida was suddenly launched to his right and collided with Izuku. Tumbling over one another only hurt less due to them sparring on the grass. Though it was for a split moment, Izuku and Tenya were given enough time to see just enough of what Nakamura did to counter their attack.

All of Haru's weight was thrown to the ground in a circular motion while he used his right leg as the counterweight. That produced a large sweeping kick that got him out of the way of their attack and knocked both boys to the ground. Haru helped the boys back up and even patted Iida on the shoulder for taking the kick like a champ. Most of their injuries were from the rough tumble more than the kick itself, so they were all fine to continue.

"... What was that, Haru-san? That kick you just did?"

Izuku was the one to ask the most poignant question to his mentor. A cheeky smirk crossed the bearded face of Haru as he gave his response to the curious teenagers.

"That's what we're going to learn for the next few days. Since neither of you have any actual martial arts experience, I think an old style from a few centuries ago would be a good baseline to help rough you two out into more refined fighters."

He stared both boys down as he delivered the name of the style with a glint in his eyes that was making the boys feel a bit uneasy.

"Starting from now, you two will be learning the basics of Capoeira."

One Hour Later

Sweaty and sore, Iida fell on his backside as he tried to catch his breath. The actual movements and usage of shifting weight wasn't a foreign concept to either boy, but what had them almost keeling over was how Nakamura had them do so without using their quirks. His argument was that they were too heavily reliant on their powers to compensate for their lack of physical coordination.

Sure enough, a few minutes in and they were showing signs of imbalance that was due to their lack of speed or weight in the attacks they were demonstrating. Izuku had a bit of an easier time since he had a background as a dancer, but still couldn't quite grasp the constant momentum of the fighting style.

For about an hour, Iida and Izuku were constantly hitting the grass and sweating their body weight in fluids as they kept practicing. Only reason they were being set at a more advanced lesson was because of their already well established base for fighting and movement. Eventually Haru called time and tossed the two teenage boys two water bottles from the fridge in the kitchen. The water disappeared in a matter of seconds down their throats.

"Not great, but not hopeless. You two are definitely in need of some coaching for now."

Blunt criticism was often the most honest kind, though would rarely feel good to receive. Turns out the biggest thing that Haru could see being an obstacle for the two boys was the fact that they were shifting their weight wrong. They would try to go for a strike over just committing to carrying their weight all the way through. On top of that mistake was also their overreliance of using their hands.

"You're using your arms too much. The only thing that those things sticking out of the sides of your torso should be doing is catching yourselves as you dip to the ground or flip."

Things didn't end there for the two teenage boys. Returning from their break, Nakamura then hit them with something that neither Izuku or Iida felt was fair to either of them. The man had returned to the dorm to only then return with what looked like two pairs of cuffs. Without warning, he put both their arms in a separate pair of cuffs that were digital by the looks of it.

"What the- Why?!"

"Ha-wh-Why?!"

Their explanation as to the involuntary restraints was the actual history of where capoeira originated from. Slaves back in the sixteen hundreds were often bound up in chains and would usually only have the freedom of walking versus doing anything with their arms. In order to keep practicing their martial arts meant to defend themselves, those bound by wrist shackles pretended that it was a cultural dance that they all partook in.

"These cuffs should be comfortable enough for you to wear for the next week. You can take them off in the dressing rooms in front of the restrooms and at the school changing rooms. Nowhere else."

Being so physically limited felt like more of a punishment than a training exercise. Due to both being such diligent kids and raised with values to honor their elders, there was little resistance from them to wear the restraints. He wanted them to lose the desire and habit to use their arms for an extended period of time in order to ingrain the proper habits when they used the techniques of capoeira.

A bit of a nuclear option, but he wanted them to at least understand the basics of what it was he wanted to teach them within the week before their exams. Hopefully, he wasn't too late.

Later that Evening

Dinner was delicious as well as embarrassing for Izuku and Iida. Haru clarified at the dinner table that they were worn for the purposes of their training. When some of the other boys wanted to poke fun, Nakamura asked if the others would like to wear a pair and join their classmates during their training. All attempts to poke fun at their classmates stopped then and there.

Izuku felt a great deal of relief after taking a bath and returning to his room. His homework was finished and left him some time to go do some late night practicing when he was interrupted from doing so by a knock from his bedroom door. Opening the door revealed Toru and Kyoka standing shoulder to shoulder next to one another in front of his bedroom.

He quickly checked his mobile and saw that tonight was indeed the time he promised both girls for one night. Apologies were quickly accepted before he retrieved some tea and juices with snacks for the time he and the girls promised each other.

Later that Night

The time the young teens spent with one another was enjoyable. Kyoka shared the progress she made on the recent EP she had developed on her own and it was shared through a wireless speaker she brought along with her. Both Izuku and Toru gave their fair praises of the work so far and told the girl that it got their stamp of approval. That was enough of a bolster to her confidence to go on ahead and finalize the final version of the album.

All of them were having a good time as things were. Their conversation was filled with warmth and familiarity as the three of them were free to socialize as they wanted. However, there was some point in the night that Toru was starting to feel frisky and things were progressing rather slowly for her tastes. She got up out of Izuku's lap while the others thought that she was simply going to the bathroom or getting something else.

Toru instead elected to start undressing in the middle of Izuku's room without interrupting the conversation that Izuku and Kyoka were starting to lose track of. In the past, Toru expressed her fetishes to the group and told them of one thing where she wanted to simply do what she wanted to the others during casual interactions while totally naked. Her kink of being an exhibitionist was further evolved into simply dragging somebody else into the scenario while the situation simply continued as if nothing had happened.

This desire of hers was mostly only accomplished in private as she didn't want to turn her fantasy into a crime. One scenario she loved to exploit for her own desires was something like this. Izuku was her primary target while the other girl simply had to carry on with the dialogue. To be fair, the others never said no to Toru since her fetish was kinda hot to watch happen.

Izuku's bound up hands rested on the table while Kyoka was blushing a bit in anticipation of what was about to happen next. It was Izuku who wanted to continue their dialogue right as the little invisible seductress began her assault.

"... So, anyways… I really thiiiIIIII-"

His voice hitched up a few octaves as he could feel Toru start to wrestle with his shorts to wrestle out his growing erection. By the time she had her hands on it, he was pulsing and hard for her. She licked her lips from under the table before letting the fat meatstick sink into the depths of her throat.

"... Ugh. I think that- Fuck!"

An involuntary swallow while Toru had Izuku at the base made him curse and slam the table with a clenched fist to maintain his composure. Kyoka was barely able to contain herself after seeing Izuku react so harshly while trying to control himself. Her hands got busy with massaging her own intimate parts as the only man she truly loved was fighting his sexual desires.

"You, uh… Wh-ummm, What did you wan- want to say?"

It wasn't helping Izuku that Kyoka was now masturbating to his sinfully pleasurable torture by their mutual lover, Toru. Very little of the conversation was recollected by either Midoriya or Jiro while his dick was being expertly sucked off. They wanted to fulfill Hagakure's fantasy, but her skills in pleasuring her man was making it borderline impossible.

Sparing one load wouldn't ruin the night for everybody. With a firm grasp on the back of Toru's neck, Izuku deepthroated Toru and filled the girl's stomach with his first load of the night. The bumping and bouncing from under the table gave Kyoka a clear enough idea as to what just happened.

Things were far from over for all of them. After Toru left Izuku panting and hungry for more, Kyoka felt her sitting position being manipulated by the invisible girl so that she could pull off the tomboy's shorts and underwear. Her blush was scarlet red as the first few teasing licks on her folds felt like torture. Jiro's wishes for full on contact were granted with a skillful demonstration of Toru's cunullingus skills.

Since the invisible girl was rather fond of performing oral, she had plenty of practice on everybody who she was intimate with. Kyoka loved it when her clit was nipped on lightly with her partner's teeth. Her folds were sensitive when her lips were sucked on with a vacuum from the mouth that was eating her out. All of these facts were not neglected while Kyoka was panting and struggling to even sit up anymore.

Forgoing the pretense of this being a normal conversation, Izuku began to openly jerk himself off to the sight of Kyoka losing herself to the pleasure that was taking over her. His size was large enough to show Jiro from her perspective that he was eagerly touching himself to the sight of her pleasure.

"N-nooo, don't… Don't look, Ikki… Pleeughza…"

Coherence was starting to fade from Kyoka's ability to speak. Meanwhile, Izuku unabashedly kept his eyes locked with Kyoka while he sped up his strokes. The fat and long weapon of mass destruction that his lovers were obsessed with was painfully hard. He could have finished then and there, but he had a much better idea.

The table was flipped out of the way and exposed the still invisible girl eating out her female victim without mercy. A quick reference from his memory of how he could locate the one spot on Toru's body he wanted to find allowed him to locate the wet entrance to Toru's pussy. There was too much desire for him to pound away mercilessly into the invisible temptress to perform any sort of foreplay; not that she needed any at this point.

One solid shove on his entire length into Toru got the girl to tense up at the girth and depth that Izuku's dick was able to achieve. Her tongue returned to ti's task while Izuku began to fuck the girl trapped undreneath him with enthusiasm. Watching this all happen made Kyoka cum earlier than she wanted. Streams of her cum hit Toru in the face and even gave the outlines of the girl's lovely features. There was no desire to fight the urge that made Kyoka kiss Toru while Izuku gave his all into fucking the pussy his dick was occupying.

Watching his cock penetrate and impale Toru over and over never failed to give Izuku chills. A clear line of his penis punching Hagakure's cervix was still too much fun for Midoriya. Jiro let Toru scream into the kiss they shared as she came hard from being fucked like an animal. All the cum that Izuku had to empty into Toru was perfectly visible. That little baby making chamber filled up with their man's semen was still beyond just hot for the music lover.

Their night kept on going in a similar fashion with all sorts of creative ideas of how to fuck being tested. By the end, all three of them were asleep on Izuku's bed with izuku being the body pillow the girls held onto as they fell asleep. This sort of responsibility was truly a difficult yet necessary task that only he could accomplish.

Takoba National Stadium One Week Later

This was the day for the students of UA to embrace as the day that they will finally hatch into the heroes they will one day be in the future. Aizawa gave his students some words of wisdom as to the nature of the provisional license exams. His words gave the students a boost to their motivation and even got them to gather around to do their school's alma mater. It was Kirishima who felt it necessary to lead their battlecry.

"Ready?! Plus Ultra!"

"-Ultra!"

"What the fuck?!"

A new voice had intruded and startled Kirishima enough to cause the boy to curse out loud. An enthusiastic looking student from a rival school had suddenly appeared out of nowhere to join in on the rally cry meant for the UA students. This wasn't even supposed to be a psychological tactic to undermine them as his classmates came over to correct the behavior of the student named Inasa.

"... Please accept… My humblest… Apologies!"

Right as the over enthusiastic young man's head was about to collide with the concrete, a hand caught his forehead and prevented the collision from happening. To many people's surprise, it was the current dorm mother of UA Academy who prevented the teenager from injuring himself.

"Please don't do that. It's not necessary to hurt yourself over such an innocent incident."

"Ah, Nakamura-san! Always good to see you, sir!"

There was a small smirk out of amusement at how the young man recognized Haru from a few limited interactions.

"My, my; Inasa. I didn't expect you to remember me after all this time. How have you been?"

The triumphant laugh that was signature of the Shiketsu high student was taken in stride by the uniquely adaptable caretaker of the UA students. Apparently the school that had interacted with the UA students just now was known to be a direct rival of UA academy. One of their most promising students even was the first student the UA student's had interacted with from Shiketsu's very own.

It turns out that the student had been requested to join UA academy, yet elected to apply to the rival school, despite seemingly being obsessed with UA culture. Some of the students were trying to find a rationale to such a person when a voice that Aizawa could immediately recognize approached the UA group.

"Aizawa! Aizawa, dear!"

Aizawa was a very private man by nature. His students not recognizing him on their first day was more of a blessing than a curse to the homeroom teacher. His insistence to the person who called out to him to keep things discreet was a request that was nothing more than wasted breath, apparently.

"C'mon, sweetie! What's there to be ashamed about?"

Before the reluctant hero could make a break for it, Nakamura had already grasped a single sash from the hero's scarf to prevent their escape. Eraser head knew that his goose was cooked when the woman he was trying to create physical distance from arrived.

"Just because we're at work doesn't mean we can't act like strangers!"

As the hero fanboy, Izuku introduced the hero Ms. Smile. Her quirk was the ability to impair senses and motor functions when she made somebody laugh. The whole interaction felt bizarre before she recognized Haru as he bid the Shiketsu students goodbye.

"Ah, Haru! So good to see ya!"

Turning to the humor based hero gave Nakamura a well natured smile as he greeted the hero.

"Emi. Always good to see you."

They gave each other a familiar hug that was more akin to adult friends seeing each other again. Both of them talked and caught up on events in their lives while sharing pleasant dialogue while Aizawa was trying to get his scarf off. Haru had yanked on the scarf after one particular escape attempt and caused the reluctant hero to stand next to the other.

Apparently, Nakamura had been a mutual acquaintance between the two heroes who introduced the two to one another. Feelings and circumstances happened between the polar opposite heroes and they began dating a few years ago. Aizawa was one to never share their personal lives while Emi didn't really care if things were one way or another. Mina immediately wanted juicy details while Aizawa was just as insistent that the discussion about his personal life end then and there.

"Yeah, wedding's in a year or so."

That one line from Haru had revealed information that Aizawa had fought tooth and nail to hide. Thankfully, he already proposed successfully to his fiancee and already had her approval for marriage. Even his lover's reaction was giving the hero a headache as she was bragging about her relationship now. Her glove was even pulled off to reveal the diamond solitaire that he proposed to her with. The females of the class clamored around her to see the piece of jewelry that Aizawa had gotten for Fukukado, his future wife.

What she didn't reveal about the ring was the engraving of the classic theater happiness and sorrowful masks on the inside of the band. A symbol that the woman was fond of since they became a couple a few years ago. At least that was something that even the female hero wanted to protect as her own.

There was still the matter of Ms. Smiles being a hero instructor for Ketsubutsu Academy. Her homeroom was right behind her as she pulled her glove back on. She was an instructor for a second year class that had a rather diverse cast of students. One student was the most visible from how eager he was to introduce himself to the entire UA class under Aizawa. Ms. Smile's student, known as Shindou, went around and introduced himself while rambling on about what constitutes the values of a hero.

His mistake came when he attempted to introduce himself to Haru. Both Aizawa and Emi tried to stop the boy from shaking hands with the white haired man. It had been a moment too late as Nakamura grasped the young man's hand and somehow manipulated it to produce an audible crack that caused the boy to fall to his knees in agony.

Emi and Aizawa were well aware of Haru's disposition to be rather extreme with his actions. A few nights of complaining about Shindou and his two faced nature was enough information to let Aizawa know that someone like Shindou was a terrible match up to someone like Nakamura. Nothing was broken, though the student was feeling something uncannily similar to that level of pain.

"I would reconsider that hypocritical nature of yours before you come talk to me again, understood?"

Shindou could only nod in response in order to get Haru to let his hand go. Haru certainly made an impression from that one exchange for how perceptive he was of any sort of bullshit that the young students thought they could pull on the older man. It wasn't the best impression of the man that anybody there would have pulled as their first, but it was at least honest.

Almost none of the UA class could feel the hostile energy being directed towards them as they entered the arena space. Emi looked to her fiancee and Nakamura and realized that these kids had no idea as to the shit show that was awaiting them. Nobody had informed the students of the tradition that takes place at this event amongst the other schools as a whole.

Takoba National Stadium Conference Room

Somebody from the Public Safety Commission had been tasked to inform the students of the basic rulings of the event. Their gripes and complaints were not noted by those who requested his presence at the exam. He still was able to deliver on his task and illustrated that only one hundred of the fifteen hundred and forty students there would be provided with the provisional license. Mena, the speaker for the introduction, then disclosed the function of the wristbands that were distributed.

The test consisted of multiple targets on the field that each school possessed. Their locations would only be revealed by the school who possessed them at the start. Each target could be something small like a suitcase, while others could be as immobile and unwieldy like an electrical transformer. Points were determined by how each target is eliminated or retrieved and would be distributed based on who was actively participating in the objective.

If a school were to allow more than seventy percent of their objectives to be taken, then everybody would be automatically disqualified from that specific school. Many students realized that now they couldn't just rush the other schools without leaving their own objectives vulnerable. Another way student's could take down other students was by force.

Apparently the bands themselves were breakable and would mean disqualification if the individual wearing it were to lose it. They were made of a sort of plastic, so it certainly wouldn't be hard to shatter. To prevent cheating, the bracelets had biometric sensors with a light detection sensor to prevent the students from simply hiding their bracelets or leaving them somewhere else. All the students were given their bracelets and were surprised to see the entire room open up like origami to reveal the arena they would all be taking the exam in.

At that moment, the students all began to collect into their groups to then inspect their objectives. An amazing amount of detail was available for each group with a small holographic map that each wristband was equipped with. Now was the time to strategize and get to their objectives before the timer went off.

Up in the audience stands, Ms. Smile and Aizawa were sitting next to one another to get a better view of the action. Fukukado commented that all of this was almost too complex for something like a yearly exam. Her fiance simply pointed out that this sort of simulation not only forced critical thinking; working together and synchronizing with their teams was a necessity to succeed. One thought that she wanted to clarify was why nobody told the UA students about the tradition that happens on a yearly basis for these exams.

His justification was that these students were in the deep end of things already. Since his students were about to face such insurmountable odds against them, him telling them wouldn't have mattered. Still, she gave him shit for being as obtuse as he was with the truth like he usually was. In order to save himself from another rant lined with terrible puns, Aizawa took a hold of Emi's left hand and pulled her into a kiss.

That did the job for now. He promised her a date later as long as she keeps the jokes to a minimum. Her face was a little flush, but she nodded in approval. Thankfully for Aizawa, Nakamura showed up after his moment with Ms. Smiles and was able to share in the bounty of concession snacks.

Meanwhile, the UA students were all fighting tooth and nail for their objectives while all the other schools were corralling them into a defensive position. Some of the smaller objectives were movable, but their limited numbers versus the other schools was a noticeable disadvantage. They had no choice but to defend what little they had in terms of objectives still in their possession while letting the others get destroyed or stolen. The bad news was that there was a serious discrepancy in numbers. The good news was that the UA students got to pick the battlefield to an extent and have their enemies come to them.

Elsewhere

Quite a few schools were struggling to get close enough to get close to UA's objectives due to the defensive position the student's picked out for themselves. One choke point was on top of the freeway simulation. Another was atop of a skyscraper in the high rise city simulation area. At the base of one of the mountains were the remaining students with their backs to the wall. These positions would be where they would lure the bloodthirsty rival students into their range of fire rather than it being the other way around.

Having one's back against the wall could usually be a bad thing, but when you need to get rid of a possible blindspot it's perfect. Izuku and Mina were able to fight back the first major wave of opponents with relative ease. With her newfound acid attacks, she used one that was simply called acid webbing. Her solidified acid was able to be shot out like a thin netting and cover a larger area without having to use up too much of her acid.

There was a panic amongst the students as they realized that Mina's acid web still was able to melt and burn slightly. A good number of students were immediately eliminated due to poor planning on their part. The acid was strong enough to cut through the plastic of the wristbands and immediately it eliminated almost a dozen participants. Before the other students could release their friends, Izuku closed the distance and was able to beat back a good twenty or so enemies.

He could feel a noticeable difference in his short range attack power and agility. Being in cuffs for almost a week had apparently worked to correct the errors that he and Iida were making at first. Strong arming their arms together forced the boys to figure out how to do their training without the use of their arms to adjust their weight. Both of them were let out of their cuffs just moments before they boarded the buses to the exam site.

It felt strange having to use his arms to help balance him out, so his weight was free to swing itself into his kicks and swings. Also, he was even able to keep moving after landing a blow without stumbling now. His number of eliminations was lower than Mina's, but he did keep the others at bay while his team worked to collect points through their baiting method of other students.

Tokoyami had caught another cluster of students looking to take out his group with his newest shadow form. Not only did he repel anybody who got too close or block an attack, he was hitting the bracelets that were a hard enough target on their own while everybody else was in motion.

Trunks out that all his multitasking exercises gave his shadow a secondary function. By honing in on the function of his shadow, it tried to compensate for the amount of control by offering additional visibility to his vision. His cloak had started to sprout more of the streaks of light that formed the eyes of his shadow. This new form called Eyes of the Abyss increased his spatial awareness to encompass his entire surroundings. Anything or anybody got too close, they would be punished for their carelessness in thinking they had a beat on the shadow manipulator.

Problem was it was still a new technique that still required perfecting and prevented Tokoyami from moving around too much. He would lose his focus and the additional control that it gave him over his arms. Mineta was able to produce a new form to his purple hair and connect them to each other in a chain to use as an entanglement device that managed to catch a good handful of opponents here and there.

Arena Stands

It was something that Emi had to see for herself when Aizawa started to talk about his class back at home. These kids weren't messing around at all. Not a moment's hesitation to beat back the opposition that looked more like a tsunami wave than an incoming fight. She was impressed, though there were still those that Fukukado knew to be formidable in their own right.

Next to her, Nakamura already had a cigarette and a beer handy as he saw the boy whose hand he squoze earlier. Turns out that the kid wasn't all hat and no cow after all.

Mountain Simulation Area

Shindou let his team know that he was going to break the UA student's defensive formation by utilizing his quirk. They managed to clear out in time as the solid rock below suddenly erupted into an explosion of boulders and rubble. His ability wasn't simply to create earthquakes, but to oscillate and vibrate solid objects he touches. The power had its limits since his body would be subjected to a certain amount of vibrations depending how powerful he made the earthquake.

What the UA student's had been protecting was something resembling a radio signal station. The objective was ripped apart and the points went to Shindou. Izuku and the rest of his teammates were forced to scatter with the few objectives they were carrying on their persons. This still didn't mark the end. Now they had to improvise.

City Simulation Area

A compact arena space made the entire battle royale a giant mess of students just doing what they could to knock out as many of their opponents as they could. Some students were taking advantage of the chaos and looking for objectives in the building while people outside were solely focused on fighting. More and more contestants were being knocked out of the game, though some of them were starting to notice an updraft of wind starting to pick up from above.

On top of one of the buildings was a cyclone of air that was starting to become more visible and turbulent with every moment that passed. Far above the rabble was the one student from Shiketsu high that made all the ruckus with UA high, Yoarashi Ibara. His right arm was high up in the air to manifest a whirlwind to launch at the crown trapped like fish in a barrel on the streets below.

"It always brings me joy to see such hot blooded heroes do what they do best! I will be joining you now, so-"

His arm came down with the now violently strong cyclone and launched his first and only strike in that fight.

"Please! And thank you!"

In that one blow, his score went from zero to being at the top of the scoreboard. Over a hundred and thirty students were instantly sucked out of the competition. Seems like things were really picking up this year.