Wow, so uhm somehow as I'm wiring this I have achieved 100 reviews!
Uhm, I am honoured. Truly, 100 reviews means a lot to me. Especially since this is a SI/OC and those stories are not usually popular, especially mine with an annoying protagonist at the start.
Once again thanks!
I really hope you will enjoy the future adventures Sora and 1A will go on!
Recommended song for today...
Gintama Opening 1, Pray by Tommy Heavenly6
:)
Also I saw the latest MHA movie in cinema's, I very much liked it. Honestly, one of the better anime movies. Better than Mugen Train (Not the inner MHA fan within me talking). I just wasn't a big fan of the Mugen Train Arc in the manga, and while the movie adapted it well my problems are shared between both versions - I couldn't give two shits about Rengoku.
Rody Soul however, easily one of the highlights of the movie. For a 'non-canon' character to be better written than someone whp affects the plot of Demon Slayer, I suppose there are levels to this.
Anyway let's stop my ramblings.
Summary:
Life is like limes, everyone says they eat them but the truth is everyone thinks that lemons are the same as limes and so technically they have never had a lime in their entire life. Where am I going with this? Nowhere, just like how life leads to death. A dark thought for sure, but not entirely wrong. But do you know what is wrong?
Pouring salt on tomatoes! Or adding syrup sauce to bread!
Or having ketchup and rice!
Food is sacred and some people tend to cross the line.
No more I say, let them burn in hell!
Sometimes there are days where you just want to give up. And currently, this was one of those days. It was a Monday, and I am usually not too big of a fan of Monday's - The weather is usually shoddy, either it is too damn cold or far too warm for my body to handle leaving me to sweat unnaturally.
And yes, I sweat a lot.
For some reason both in this life, and in my previous life I was what you could call a 'sweaty Betty.' Today, however, wasn't one of those days, no I wanted to give up because of my classmates. From the corner of the class, get ready for the angry, the downright annoying, KATSUKIIIII BAKUGOOOOOOO! On the other corner, tall broad and speedy, the rule monger himself – TENYAAAA IIDAAAAAAAAAA!
The two of them as always were arguing over some pointless bullshit that one of them did.
"Bakugo! Please do not chew gum in the classroom, it is a sign of respect-,"
"Shut up you freakin' extra, don't make me blast you up to space you bastard!"
"That is murder-,"
"Not if they don't find a body."
I rolled my eyes at their meaningless exchange. At this point it was like a morning ritual for Bakugo to start the day by shouting at someone, so much so in fact that certain classmates actively looked forward to it and egged both of them on as if it were an exhibit in a zoo. While Bakugo flung shit around like a monkey, I do not see an animal that could be compared to Iida...
Maybe a koala? Hanging tightly to the branch that was 'the law'. Or rather the school's rules? I mean they basically are the same thing, blah blah be punctual, blah blah does not smoke etc. We could not even take out playing cards and play a game of poker for the fear that Iida would lecture us until our ears bled.
"Oooooo, if I was you Iida, I wouldn't take that." The blonde battery known as Kaminari said. Actually, I should put an Asterix on 'battery', shouldn't I? He was more of a...
"Shut the fuck up! No one asked you Pikachu!" As Bakugo eloquently said, he is more of a 'Pikachu'. As in a cute, harmless fluffy animal that is sometimes useful but is just a mascot for the class. Which Denki Kaminari totally was, he was harmless... in small doses. Unfortunately, he was my best friend so that meant I dealt with his stupidity every day.
"Oh Kaminari, did you see that new photoshoot Mount Lady was in yesterday?" I asked him. It was a pretty good photoshoot, even if I wasn't a fan, I could appreciate her doing something for charity
"Nah, I was more focused on the new Stars and Stripe's promo. She looks so good; don't you think Sora?" Ah, America's number one hero... Admittedly I didn't know much about the pro-heroes globally – It just was not my thing. Plus, it's not like America's top hero is going to fly to Japan now?
I shook my head. "Nah she's overrated. I don't like muscly girls, for some reason they scare the living lights out of me."
Mineta smirked as he replied, "Because they are taller and stronger than you? Doesn't that excite you?! What if they can step on you-,"
I quickly shoved some paper down his throat in order to keep the 'grapist' from talking. This was a conversation for more private ears, especially when some of the females in our class looked at our direction in disgust.
Mainly Jiro, who threatened to stab all three of us with her ear lobes. I gave her a mock salute as Kaminari sniggered at Mineta crying for help; or more accurately clinging onto my arm until I helped him get rid of the paper, I stuffed down his throat.
It was times like this when I wished I could just crawl into a ball and die.
"Settle down," Came the voice of an annoyed teacher. Walking in through the door carrying a pile of paper forms with the U.A logo printed on them was our homeroom teacher, looking just as lively as a corpse. "If even one of you interrupts me, I'll make sure you have a detention alongside Yamazaki tonight."
"What?! I don't even have a fucking detention today?" I whined in protest which earned me a glare from my teacher.
"You do now. Anyone else wants to interrupt?"
I sighed in defeat as I rested my head against the table. Detention... fuck. That was the one thing I hated the most, most times detentions were a fun pastime however Aizawa-sensei somehow knew how to push my buttons.
AKA he was a sadist and knew how to torture me. Honestly, I could only do so much standing up in silence before I snap and kill everyone in that room. Joking... joking. At least that is what I said to myself to calm down. God knows only how much Aizawa-sensei enjoys doing shit like this, I bet when he is alone, he gets a kick out of annoying his students to death.
"Any way's I suppose I might as well as announce this, I mean you should already know but for those that are..." He chose to look directly towards me with his next comment, smiling a little which made him looked like a deranged lunatic. "For those of you that are special and haven't quite grasped what happens annually every year at U.A, I am pleased to announce that the twenty eighth of April, meaning two weeks from now, will be the annual U.A Sports Festival." Aizawa said calmly.
Everyone in the class slightly cheered at that. They were probably thinking along the lines of: "Yay, now I can show the world how strong I am!" But to me it just felt like an excuse to watch teenagers beat the absolute shit out of each other to show who is 'stronger'. Now, the festival does have its merits, it is a great networking opportunity and would allow a student to gain traction and start a following.
Of course, that was reserved for the best of the best, or in this case the ones people will fangirl all over. And that was taken by three key individuals: the cool as hell Shoto Todoroki, the explosive Katsuki Bakugo and the reserved Izuku Midoriya. Three key individuals meaning I, someone with not looks nor charisma, have no chance of gaining an easy following like that.
Not that I wanted to deal with fangirls anyway...
Not even if they are cute...
Cute and single...
NO! A good hero does not take advantage of their fans right... right?!
"Wait, hold up sensei!" Sero interrupted. "That sounds like something villains would try to infiltrate, isn't it? Will it be all right to even host the event after what just happened to us not even a week ago?" I had to hold myself back from laughing. Yeah right, as if the League of Villains would have enough balls to attack U.A head on, especially after the ass whooping, we gave them during the USJ.
Even dogs must lick their wounds.
But he had a point. Especially with Zero and any other potential people like him or I out there. Our knowledge... It is a weapon, probably the most dangerous one in this world. Deadlier than any Quirk, because only we could change the future. No, we already have. Zero working with the League, with Shigaraki and *All For One changes everything drastically just on the principal alone.
However, it seemed like Zero was not working with them, rather using them for a means to an end. Meaning, if I can get what they want I can sway their loyalty, however the likelihood of me finding a Quirk that can take him back 'home' is one that even I doubt All For One and all his resources could achieve. Let alone me, a fifteen (Nearly sixteen) year old who spends too much time playing RPG's.
Aizawa explained how the security will be five times tighter, how the school is confident that they can deal with any threat etc. It was standard PR talk, which made me think about how good Aizawa-sensei would be as a salesperson. I could just imagine him wearing a scruffy suit knocking on people's doors as they open it and shut it after taking one glance at the man.
They would probably think him as some scammer, and I would not blame them.
But then what would the other teachers here be? Present Mic is an easy case, he would just be a DJ or something. Midnight? Heh, imagine her wearing a maid costume, or a nurse costume and then five guys walk in on set. Damn, those lucky bastards. I wish Midnight would step on me-, Oh shit did not Mineta just say that a few minutes earlier?! Damn, I am a hypocrite I suppose.
"-azaki! Yamazaki, are you listening?"
"Hm? Yeah, I was listening."
"Could you just repeat what I said?"
"'Yamazaki! Yamazaki, are you listening?' I was going to try and mimic your voice, but I am afraid I cannot do accents. Have you heard me try do a Kansai accent?"
Aizawa-sensei rolled his eyes. "I am not amused. This time answer me with less sarcasm, and I'll think about getting rid of your detention today." YES! Finally, a chance to show myself and not go to detention! Yes, fuck you, I was not going to play your sadistic games motherfucker! I was a free bird, FREE!
"Sir, you said that it is a 'huge chance' for us, no? So, we have to try our hardest?" I replied with a smirk. Oh yeah, I was right! Good-bye detention!
"...Incorrect. It seems like you do want to still have your detention, I said that the U.A Sports Festival is one of Japan's biggest events. So much so that it has taken the place of the Olympics in Japan. Next time do at least pretend you are listening." Aizawa drawled.
Oh.
Oh. For fucks sake.
"So does that mean the country's top heroes will be watching?" Mineta asked.
Yaoyorozu nodded as she answered, "They will be sure to watch us, especially since it will be an opportunity for them to potentially scout us for the future." Everyone else in the class broke into excited chatter and Kaminari whistled next to me.
"I'm thinking of following the path of a sidekick for a pro-hero's agency you know. I mean after graduation of course so I can start to make a name for myself, it's not like I want to stay a sidekick for the rest of my life." The blonde-haired boy told me.
"Yeah, but you seem like the type to be stuck as one your dumbass." I replied with a smile as he flipped me off, attracting the ire of Aizawa-sensei who simply told him that he had detention with me after school. Ha! I will take it! If I am suffering someone will suffer alongside me!
"Naturally, if you get noticed by a pro-hero, especially a more famous one, it will make you journey to becoming one yourself a lot easier. This is the chance you will get once a year, for a total of three times. If you aim to become a hero, this is an event you cannot overlook! So, train as hard as you can, make as many plans as possible and ensure to give a good showing come the twenty eighth!" Aizawa told us with a small smile near the end.
God... did this man want us to secretly beat all the competition?!
I did not know he was a cheater.
Wait...
Oh shit, I just realised.
Doesn't every hate Class 1A?!
Chapter
Sixteen
'The start of something is always a tease for the next big thing!'
"Oi, you herbivores are crowding the corridors. Fuck off or else I'll kill you, and I'll make sure no one finds the body." I found myself saying. Truth be told I had a detention just about now, and these bastards standing outside our classroom wasn't going to make things easier for me. Especially with the hungry looks they have on their ugly mugs, looking like a bunch of loons just standing there - Menacingly at that! Scowls on their faces as each and every one of them judged us.
"Sora-San! You can't just swear at our fellow students like that! I mean what are they even here for?!" Uraraka said with a frown. They were pissing me off, that is what they are here for. But do not worry ladies and gentlemen, the main event is about to start. All of them vs me.
These two-bit losers were nothing.
"Tch, the shitty cloud watcher is right. These cannon fodder need to move along like the sheep they are, scouting out the competition is a good idea in practise, but we survived a villain attack." Bakugo said as eloquently as ever, although brandishing his signature grin towards the end. "These idiots need to move on, I could beat them in my sleep." I rolled my eyes at the blonde boy, what a predictable response.
Iida and Midoriya vehemently disagreed with what the explosive blond as they apologised profoundly for what was just said. To the point Bakugo was getting fed up with their constant apologising on his behalf which could be seen by the constant twitching of his hands, growling slightly. It made him look more like a feral animal than a hero, but that's why it was so funny.
Luckily, before Bakugo could cause an incident a certain purple haired boy spoke up from the crowd. Hitoshi Shinso, taller than me-, Wait he was taller than me?! He stood at around five foot nine, something that made me burn with jealousy. I mean why was it that in both of my life's I was short, or more accurately 'average'. Still my point stands, did I piss of a deity from the heaven's above to get such shit luck?
"It's true we came to get a look at you, but you sure are *modest." He began sarcastically. "Are all the kids in the Hero course like this? I must say I'm a little disillusioned if this is what you're offering." He pushed past the crowd to come head-to-head with us, that being Bakugo and I who were standing at the front of the door. God, I wanted to punch him in his jaw.
He sounded like an absolute bastard.
He had a weird look on his face, one mixed with interest and anger. Naturally if I didn't know his backstory, villainous Quirk blah blah I was bullied, then I would be as offended as Bakugo next to me. However, the purple haired boy wouldn't stop talking, something that really tested my patience. "Those of us who didn't make the 'Hero Course' are stuck in 'General Studies' or other tracks, did you know that there're quite a few of us? Depending on the results at the sports festival, they might consider bringing us into the 'Hero Course', so I would be careful if I were you."
"Oh, hell yeah!" Bakugo grinned back, palms sparking up excitedly "I never pass up the opportunity to blow up a bunch of shitty extra's, each and every one of you will be murdered by yours truly. So, say goodbye to 'mummy' and 'daddy' cause' I'll slaughter you all!" I sighed next to the explosive blonde, he had to go ahead and ruin it? Judging by his sideways glance at me, that meant he wanted to fight me as well.
He really was a tsundere.
Why couldn't he just say his feelings like a normal person? Shinso, however, took what Bakugo said in strides as he gave a confidant smirk back at the blonde. "Oh? This'll be the perfect chance to knock you off your pedestals. Consider this a 'Declaration of war." I sighed even heavier this time, he was just digging his grave now, wasn't he? Well time to step in, I guess.
"Yeah yeah, bravo. Do you want a medal for your speech? It must have taken you a week to prepare it." I said sarcastically. "Let's save this for the day, talk is cheap ya' know. Anyways, can you kindly fuck off? I have a detention to go to."
Shinso snorted. "Hero course students getting detentions. My, my how the standards have fallen. What's next, a delinquent in the class?" I resisted the urge to point out that I used to be a delinquent, just to rub it in his face that I got in and he didn't. See if there was one type of person that I hated the most, it was those who constantly lashed out because of their circumstances.
Those idiots that always pray to whatever they want God, believing that things will get better if they do, but never doing anything on their own to change their circumstances. It reminded me too much of my previous self, and if I could change myself to become a more respectable hero than this bastard could do the same thing. No doubt Hitoshi Shinso became a much better person and hero later on in life, but that was in the future.
Right now, he needed a good kick in the right direction, and I was more than happy to provide it for him: Free of charge!
Shinso shook his head disapprovingly as he turned his back to us, walking away from us. I gave a sigh of relief, hopefully this crowd would disperse quickly. Aizawa was going to skin me alive, I could predict it. That was before a silver haired moron shouted from the back of the crowd. "HEY, I'M FROM CLASS 1B FROM NEXT DOOR! WE HEARD YOU GUYS FOUGHT SOME VILLAINS AND WANTED TO FIND OUT MORE, BUT ALL I'M SEEING ARE THESE ARROGANT BASTARDS SPEAKING FOR YOU LOT-,"
Suddenly, he was cut off as a hand slapped his face.
"Do not speak about Yamazaki-Sama like that!" A familiar voice shouted. Pushing past the crowd, holding the silver haired idiot by the ear was Neito Monoma, with his usual exaggerated swagger. "Sorry Yamazaki-Sama, what you said was obvious! People shouldn't be talking about beating each other before the sports festival has even begun, of course you would be wise enough to tell us that!"
I blinked owlishly at him.
"...Monoma?"
"Please Yamazaki-Sama, call me Neito. As your follower I request this one thing, although if you insist on calling me Monoma I don't mind. Whatever you are comfortable with." He replied with a smile. "Now I must apologise on Tetsutetsu's behalf for calling you 'arrogant' Yamazaki-Sama, I know for a fact that you will win the sports festival!" Did I... Did I have a fan?
I mean I know I helped him during the exam, even giving him, my Quirk and I saved him from possibly dying. But this was...
"Tch, why are you calling the idiot cloud watcher 'Sama'? He isn't worthy of my boot, let alone anyone's respect." Bakugo predictably said, egging Monoma on.
"How dare you? See this is why the rest of you hooligans from Class 1A are trash! Just a bunch of arrogant fools that are completely outstripped by us, Class 1B! Yamazaki-Sama is the only person in your class that is worthy of the name Class 1A! Don't you dare disrespect him; he is worth ten-, No, one hundred of each of you fools!"
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?! WANT ME TO KILL YOU-,"
I used my Quirk to cover Bakugo's mouth. Finally, some peace and quiet. "Listen, *Neito, I appreciate it mate. But everyone here is worthy of a position in Class 1A, no in the Hero course. Even you 1B guys, to me there is no difference, we are all the same." Monoma burst into tears at that as he rubbed his eyes dramatically.
"Just as I thought Yamazaki-Sama! You are too humble, too kind! This is why you are the greatest student in our year! I just know that in the future you will become the best Hero of all time, a million times better than the frauds in your class!" Bakugo let out a muffled scream as he tried to charge Monoma, only to be dragged away by Midoriya and Iida.
"...Please just call me Sora, friends do that no?"
"How kind! Sora-Sama calling me his friend and giving me position to use his first name! I' am not worthy of your respect Sora-Sama, but I will try my hardest to prove it to you anyways! The rest of you second rate 1A students need to take note at Sora-Sama, he is quite literally the only highlight of your brainless class! If I hear that any of you disrespect Sora-Sama in any way I will find you and murder your entire family and show you why 1B and Sora-Sama is better than you in every conceivable way-,"
He was cut off as an orange haired girl chopped his head.
"Shush you!" She then turned to us with an apologetic look on her face. "Sorry about that, Monoma is quite a massive fan of yours. He won't shut up over how great you are, and how you should be in Class 1B, and not with the 'frauds' in 1A. He has been getting on our nerves lately." Itsuka Kendo greeted with a friendly wave. First impressions... *She was cute.
She looked a little like Miwa, but she was still cute.
However,...
"Chibizaki." Setsuna Tokage greeted me with a smirk.
"Is that a crack about my height?! And it's 'Yamazaki'."
"Soz, Kimoizaki."
"I' am not a creep. It's not that hard, just repeat after me: Yamazaki."
"Dasaizaki."
"Please don't call me lame, it actually hurts my feelings." I sarcastically replied. Her usual barbs were interesting at least, I was always looking forward to how she would manipulate my name to make it an insult.
Maybe I could fight her in the festival? That would be nice.
Monoma however had a different idea to me as he quite literally shouted at Tokage from the bottom of his lungs. I'm not going to lie; it did put a massive grin on my face. "HOW DARE YOU INSULT SORA-SAMA LIKE THAT?! YOU ARE MAKING 1B LOOK BAD IN FRONT OF SORA-SAMA APOLOGISE NOW!" Man, I really should tell him to dial it down a notch, or fifteen.
"Maa, maa no matter hard you fanboy over him he won't fuck you." The green haired girl sarcastically bit back. Ouch, that hurt me more than it should have. Couldn't two boys have a healthy amount of respect for one another without it delving into romance?
"Setsuna!" Kendo shouted embarrassed. "What did I say? There is no need to antagonise him like that, he just has... a healthy amount of respect for Sora!" See, at least one person gets it.
"Healthy amount of respect my ass, I have seen fourteen-year-old girls hide their crushes better than him." The green haired girl replied with a devilish smirk. "I wonder if Bakazaki is into pegging. Or is Monoma the one that wants to be pegged by 'Shitty-Sama'?"
I scowled at her. "Relax yourself, Neito is a friend of mine. I won't have you sully his name any further you witch." She stuck her tongue out me as a response, real mature. Luckily, I flipped her off.
"See Tokage look at what you have done!? Now you have made Sora-Sama mad! Please Sora-Sama I apologise on her behalf, do not look down upon 1B! Please!" I shook my head at Monoma's antics.
"Listen, I already said that in my eyes 1A and 1B are basically the same. I'd never look down upon friends... and Tokage, well she is just a rude bitch." I added cheekily near the end. She smirked at me, giving me a middle finger as well. How immature... Wait didn't I do the exact same thing?!
"We are not worthy of your friendship Sora-Sama-," Monoma was cut off as Kaminari dragged me from my collar.
"Come on idiot, we have a detention to go to. You can speak to your fan-club at a later date." At that moment in time, I never wanted to kiss Kaminari more in my life. He saved me from strangling Monoma myself out of sheer annoyance. But still, even I couldn't help but smile at Monoma screaming at Kaminari to let me go, or the argument that ensued between the two blondes.
I couldn't complain, could I?
"Hahaha," I found myself laughing, wiping tears from my eyes as Kaminari grabbed Monoma by the collar and started to roll around the ground with him, exchanging blows with each other. Yaoyorozu and Kendo separated the two, both scowling at each other.
"Go away you crazed fanboy!"
"Don't just touch Sora-Sama like that you 1A idiot! I'm not a 'fanboy', but of course none of you 1A heathens can hold a candle to Sora-Sama, or 1B's intelligence you mindless apes!"
Eventually they were both forced to go their own ways, but I couldn't help but feel a rivalry had started. Over whom would be my 'best friend', or something along those lines. "Even standing ten metres away, neither would budge. The start of a great rivalry, one that shake the world's core for the rest of eternity..." I narrated with an overly dramatic voice, causing Tokage to burst out laughing.
"That sounded so lame. Go do everyone a favour and go to comedy classes Yarozaki." Tokage commented.
"It's Yamazaki."
"I'll call you whatever I want. We aren't exactly friends; I don't know how you haven't picked this up already - I dislike you. Please refrain from speaking to me, if you touch me in anyway, I'll call the police on you for sexual assault." Tokage told me, patting my head in a condescending way. It was odd... Very odd.
I blinked at the girl, pulling a sour face. Wait, what the fuck did she just say? Just...
"Oh... okay then." I replied confused. "I never said we were friends, but why do you have a massive dislike for me? I haven't done anything to you, have I? At least I don't think I have, so what's up? Or are you just a natural bitch?"
She snorted as she turned away from me, pulling Monoma away from the furious Kendo who was berating him. "Listen Bakazaki, my dislike for you will probably never go away. Not unless..." She paused for a second, thinking for a moment before shaking her head. "Nah, never mind. Just go piss off somewhere else, I don't want to deal with you for the rest of the week."
I sighed. "Yeah, well Tokage frankly I don't want to deal with you *ever."
"...Same. Do you think you could jump of a bridge? Not that anyone would miss you-," Tokage was cut off as her hand was slapped. It surprised the hell out of me, especially since it was Jiro who did so. She looked angrily at Tokage, her earlobes shaking with fury as if they were ready to snap at the dark green haired girl at any moment. I couldn't move as my eyes widened at what happened next.
"Do you want something Jiro?" Tokage asked with a smirk. It wasn't hard for me to figure out what she was trying to do, she was trying to get me to act but I had more self-control than that. Jiro on the other hand...
"Apologise. Now." Jiro snapped. "It's okay to not like someone, but this is too far."
"Or else what? You going to hit me again?" Tokage asked amused. "Listen to his girlfriend everyone, she sounds like a dog barking! Honestly, do you have no shame? I was just joking you moron." Tokage sneered. Jiro's grip around Tokage's arm tightened, it looked like a fight was going to break out any second.
"That wasn't a joke." Jiro muttered darkly. "It wasn't funny; you were just trying to bully him. Just trying to make fun of him for no reason, so stop it. He's my friend, I won't have you make fun of him like this. If you aren't his friend, then please refrain from making these comments you silly bitch." I separated the two, Tokage was now looking ready to throw hands at Jiro.
"Stop it, both of you." I interrupted them. "Jeez you two can fight in two weeks if you really want. But knock it off, fighting in the corridors what are you five? Act you age, leave it for the ring - Or better yet in the parking lot at two in the morning if you are that eager to fight." Tokage growled as she shook my hands of her, muttering darkly to herself about 'people being too stupid to understand' or something.
Frankly, I wasn't listening to her. Setsuna Tokage was an enigma sure, but she meant nothing to me. Not compared to Jiro who was shooting daggers at her direction, something out of character for the usually cheerful girl.
"...Why did you stop me?" She asked me bitterly as Tokage walked out of her line of sight.
"Because I didn't want to see you fight over something as meaningless as that."
"That wasn't a joke Sora, that isn't funny. You can't just let people 'joke' with you like that, that isn't fair. You don't deserve that... that bitch to call you names like that, not when you clearly don't like it! And then she said something as horrible as telling you to commit suicide, who says that to people? As a joke between friends sure, but she said it like she actually meant it!"
I smiled at her as I did the one thing, she hates the most, and that is ruffle her hair. I understood why she doesn't like it, but it was the only way short of kissing her to make her anger direct at well, er, *me. And that was my desired outcome if I wanted to calm her down, getting worked up over Tokage wasn't exactly a good thing to do. Especially since Jiro was the type of person to hold grudges.
"Pot calling kettle?" I joked. "All those times calling me an 'idiot', have you not thought about how that makes you a bully? Well not to me, I don't mind all that much, but what about to other people?"
Her voice shook as she asked me "...I-Is that how I have truly been?" Oh.
Oh no.
I did not just make her sad. "I-, er-, not really." I replied honestly, scratching the back of my head. "I know to others it might seem like you insult me, hell even 'bully' me but deep down I know it's not true. You just... can't communicate with me well? I don't know, I don't claim to have the answers. But I know that you try to express yourself as much as you can around me, and if that's calling me an 'idiot' every now and then then I'm fine with that."
"But if it hurts your feelings, that doesn't make it right-,"
I laughed as I interrupted her. "Kyoka, I don't mind honestly. Even if others think of you guys as not my friends; or as people that 'bully and insult' me because I know you, I couldn't give two shits about others as long as you are still my friend. And that goes for everyone else, I truly don't care if people think of me as some idiot for having you guys around as my friends. You guys make me happy, even with all your insults - I would rather have that than a friend that licks my ass every second. I want friends, not a 'yes-man'."
Jiro giggled at that. "A 'yes-man' huh? Isn't Kaminari technically your 'yes-man'?"
I scoffed at her, Kaminari? Really?
"Don't you look like that; we both know it. Kaminari would probably march to Hell with you given the chance, a pair of idiots I say. But I suppose if you weren't idiots, we wouldn't really be friends, would we?" I nodded. That's true, despite my best intentions I was pretty stupid at times and if left alone to my own devices I'd probably do something irreversible, which is why I was thankful for friends like Jiro.
She would tell it to me as she sees it, and that was one hundred times better than any other friend I could ask for!
"Don't worry about Tokage. You can fight her in two weeks, knock yourself out there. You already know who I'm going to be supporting." I told her with a grin.
"Oh, and who's that?"
"Tokage."
Her earlobes moved faster than I could react as they pricked my arm, hard at that. But even I could see that her mood was considerably lifted from before, and she even had her trademark smile plastered across her face. This was the Kyoka Jiro I knew, my Kyoka Jiro...
"Prat."
"You are late." I grinned at Aizawa-sensei, a scruffy looking Kaminari next to me who was sorting out his collar.
"Sorry sir, a few people decided to give us a 'declaration of war'. You know how it is right?"
"...Just sit down and stop talking. It's amazing how every time you open your mouth it makes you look like a fool instead of an aspiring hero studying at U.A, in addition to making my life hell." Our teacher complained. I knew it was a joke since he was smirking while saying it, but nonetheless it still hurt my feelings... I lied. I had no feelings.
"Ouch, is that something you should really be saying to one of your students?" I sarcastically replied hoping to get a further reaction out of him.
Aizawa didn't reply, only he gave me a glare that spelt out if I continued to annoy him I would later regret it. Sheesh, he needs to work on his anger issues. It's not like I was lying anyways. Tch, old people and the hatred they hold for the younger generation. Maybe U.A should consider hiring new teachers?
"I said sit."
Yeah, yeah I heard you the first time old man. Why does he have to be so forceful? It's just a shitty detention. I mean sure I have been in detention a lot this past week, more times than I probably should have but that does not mean Aizawa-sensei has the right to...
You know what I don't think I'm not going to finish that thought.
Kaminari sat down next to me, glaring at me.
"Why did you drag me here?!" He whispered to me.
"Me? You came here by your own accord, next time don't give me the middle finger in class."
"I'm going to shock you when we get out of here."
"Go ahead, I'll beat you up and steal your lunch money."
"Ha! Lunch money is such an old term, don't you know everything is digital now? We have an account on the school server and out carers put funds into it and we use that money to purchase stiff in the cafeteria, either using a code or biometrics. You can't steal my lunch money now!"
"Alright then I'll beat you into a bloody pulp until you tell me your code."
"And what are you going to do with that? Purchase salted peanuts?"
"Depends on how much is in your account, if it's above ten thousand Yen I'll buy the whole class food tomorrow."
"...But it's my money?"
"Yeah aren't you going to buy everyone something for witnessing your pathetic fight with Monoma?" I snorted. "Man you need to know how to throw a punch, I have seen dead bodies take more of a beating than you."
"Hey! Why are you watching corpses getting beat? The hell are you watching in your free time?!"
"That's not the point-," Crap, I have him ammunition. Now he was going to fire everything he had on me, and I had to take it without ever getting the chance to fire back. I suppose Kaminari had won this battle. But I would win the war.
"I think that is the point you weirdo. First you have a crazed fanboy, and now you watch dead bodies getting beat up. What's next, are you going to tell me you are a lolicon?"
I punched his arm lightly. "Say that again I dare you! If I am a lolicon, than you are a furry!"
"Take that back you bastard!"
"Nope!" I replied, emphasising the 'p'. "Denki Kaminari is a furry, Denki Kaminari is a furry, Denki Kaminari is a furry, Denki Kaminari is a furry-," Kaminari interrupted me by shocking my right arm a little, a smirk forming on his face.
"One nil. I beat you, does that mean I'm stronger than you?"
I shook my head as I let out a muffled laugh. "Fuck you, shock me again and I'll break your hand and shove it up your ass so far that you will become a puppet."
"...That doesn't make sense. Bakazaki."
"Hey don't call me that! Do you know how much it get's on my nerves when she says my name wrong, usually with an insult mixed in?! It's one of the things that tops my list of being annoying."
"Boy that list must be short. Get it cause you are short-," I cut him off as I kicked his leg underneath the table.
"OW! What was that for?"
"Don't make a joke about my height."
"You violent midget, no wonder you are single. No girl would want to go near you." Kaminari said with a smile. Ha, that was pretty good I have to admit. But I had my own excuse for that, it wasn't my height. Not, it was...
"I'm pretty sure I told you this, the reason girls don't like me romantically is because of my hair colour! If it wasn't blue slash silver then I would be way more popular!" I replied. Yes, that was the truth. It was my hair colour! If I had dark brown hair, I would look so much better!
Kaminari grinned at me. "Did you ironically just use 'slash' in a sentence?"
"...Yeah?"
He burst out laughing, which made Aizawa glare at our direction. He was sitting at the front of the class, a fat stack of unmarked papers next to him along with a laptop. From the looks of it, he was marking the third years homework. I resisted the urge to ask him how they were doing, but knowing him it would probably result in me getting another detention for 'disturbing his peace'.
Before Kaminari and I could continue our conversation, the door was suddenly slammed open as excited chatter filled the room. A a fair-skinned girl of average height with wide, curious eyes walked in, long periwinkle hair that reached all the way down to her knees which somehow twisted around itself at her waist and curving inwards around her legs. Her side-swept bangs was tucked behind her right ear, but hanged just over her left eye.
My first impression was...
"Kaminari, I'm not dreaming right? A ten out of ten just walked in? Pinch me, now!"
"Oh my god dude she's hot! I think she might be an eighty eight, what do you think?" He responded by wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling me in. "I wonder what she's wearing underneath? Holy shit dude, this could be it!? This is where I could get a hot girlfriend! And she is a senior making this even better, may the best man win in this competition!"
I stared curiously at my friend, how the hell could he figure out a girl's cup size by just a glance? Was that his true Quirk or something? To me that sounded like a potential scandal in the future.
"Hado, what are you doing here? I told you I would give you your homework marked on Wednesday." Aizawa said. "It's still Monday, meaning I have not marked it yet."
"I know sensei I just wanted to see how much you have marked, but more importantly I wanted to ask you a question!" She replied, pouting slightly as she leaned towards his desk. Maybe she was trying to get information on her homework? Either way, her leaning forwards meant that me and Kaminari got a exclusive view, and someone was getting excited as he repeatedly tapped my shoulders - His eyes growing larger by the second.
I couldn't exactly fault him. Lacey yellow underwear... nice.
"...Go on?" Aizawa drawled.
"Well sensei at first I was wondering why you were marking here because usually you don't mark at school, so then when I looked inside I saw," She then pointed at Kaminari and I with her small fingers. Wow, she was shorter than me, and cute to boot. "And then sensei I saw these two kohais in here all alone so I thought it would be in my best interest to introduce myself so they don't seem sad."
She casually walked towards us waving as she introduced herself. "Hello, my name is Nijire Hado! I'm your senpai, and I'm in the Hero course! If you ever need help just come and call me and I'll try to help you out as much as I can-,"
"Hado, the reason these two boys are here is because they have a detention." Aizawa interrupted her incredible speech, something that made me sad. Why did he have to ruin the fun? I think I have a crush... Oh god do I have a crush?!
"Detention?" She asked confused. "What could these two have done to get a detention? They look so sad sensei, don't you think you should let them go early-,"
"No. The blonde haired one flipped off the blue haired one in class. And the blue haired one decided to backchat me and swear while I was explaining something important about the Sports Festival. These two Hado, are thicker than thieves, do not let their charm influence you."
"Oi that's rude Aizawa-sensei, as if I would be a thief with this phone charger." I said flicking Kaminari who was looking rather closely at Hado's... assets.
"Hey! Not in-front of Hado-senpai you shitty cloud watcher!" Kaminari scolded me, slapping my arm, all before turning to Nejire with a smirk that did not suit him at all. "Please do forgive my friend... He was dropped on the head as a baby. Many times you see, and I have been looking after him ever since. He's a little special you see-," I punched Kaminari in the back. Hard. Hard enough that he suddenly cried out in pain causing Hado to rush over to him.
"Hello? Are you okay?!"
"Ah don't worry about Kaminari. He has a ghost haunting his body, and sometimes it randomly attacks him when he says something stupid. Or lies. It's because Kaminari is a pathological liar I think." I told her. "It's nothing to worry about, this always happens to him."
"Oh... I see! Then how do we exorcise this ghost!"
She took the bait...
SHE TOOK THE BAIT?!
"Uhm-, er you can't? The ghost is uhm... tied to his soul! Yes, in order to exorcise the ghost you would need to tear Kaminari's soul which would result in his death!" I stammered out. Oh no, this wasn't good why does she have to be so curious? Shoo! Go away, go... go chase some flowers or something!
"Wow! How do you know this kohai?! Tell me more, tell me more!" Hado said excitedly, her hands meeting near her chest area as she bounced up on the spot, up and down, up and down. She was like a puppy, a really cute puppy that saw the snack you had in your hand and was excited to have it. I would feel bad if I didn't give her the 'Scooby snack', especially when...
Especially when she looks so damn cute!
"...In a previous life I used to be a exorcist." Technically, I wasn't wrong. I mean I read a lot of 'exorcist' stories in my previous life, they were one of my favourite genres of course. But that doesn't squat here, especially considering the abnormal was the normal. Which meant I just manipulated a girl into believing ghosts are real... Oh god was I going to get cancelled?!
Was the public going to find out?
Craaaaaaaaap!
Why would I even joke about something like that?! Wait. Hold on, I still have a chance. If I can just-,
"Hado, he's lying. He wasn't an 'exorcist' in a 'previous life'. He usually makes jokes like these and they are neither funny nor necessary." Aizawa-sensei glared at me... Oh god I was in trouble? Wait why did he tell her?! NO, NO, NO, NO PLEASE SENPAI DON'T TELL ANYONE!
"Ah, but what if ghosts do exist sensei? That would fun to find out about. Imagine all the possibilities? How many types of ghosts are there? Do you think they would be friendly, or would they be aggressive to humans? How would you even become a ghost? Do you just die, or is there some kind of test? Oh is there special ghost powers? If so who is the strongest ghost-,"
"Please stop this Hado. You are interrupting my detention, leave now. You can continue this discussion about ghosts..." Aizawa spat out unamused. "In your own time. Yamazaki, wake up Kaminari and tell him to go home. You and I are going to do the special training that you asked for, so go get your uniform. I'll meet your in the Gamma Gym in ten minutes."
I groaned. Oh god, that was today? Fuck me.
"Okay, bye bye kohai!" Nejire Hado waved at us from the door, jumping slightly up and down. "Hope to see you guys soon! And next time don't misbehave in sensei's lesson, he can be a bit grumpy when you do that! Byeee!"
Someone like Midoriya would have stuttered, or gone red at the act that happened before my very eyes. Me? Oh I was transfixed - Not by her eyes or her passion for school, nor her words. No, I was staring at her, erhm... chest area. It looks like she wasn't wearing a bra today, and so when she jumped up and down excitedly on the spot...
Damn.
She really has big tits.
"So, I don't suppose you have any sweets with you?" When Aizawa-sensei told me that he would do 'special training' with me I thought it would be like Luffy and Rayleigh, or Naruto and Jiraiya. That I would learn some ultra-cool awesome technique...
Instead, what happened was that he ordered me to get into my P.E Kit and beat the absolute shit out of me. I mean it was brutal, I did not even get a single hit on him – Most of the time he redirected my own punches and swings back to myself causing me to get hurt rather than him.
Panting on the hard floor, I was never more thankful for my pitiful reserves. I had thought 'Yeah not playing football for a year and doing minimal training won't damage my stamina!'
I was wrong.
I was an idiot that was horrible at anything remotely linked to biology, and so because of that I suffered. At least my stamina prevented me from getting beat up even more, a blessing in a horrendous disguise. It was like playing a new JRPG, only to go to the Inn during the tutorial and see that there is a menu selling DLC that offers to boost your levels.
Wait no that was a completely different feeling. It was like...
It was like...
Gah, I had nothing! Sparing with Aizawa was quite literally hell, I mean I could not concentrate on anything other than trying not to get hit, something which I failed spectacularly at! I mean fucking hell I knew I had no form when fighting, but Aizawa exploited by brawler style and made me embarrassed to even think of fighting someone ever again – Let alone become a hero!
I would fail during the sports festival.
Damn.
As I was lying down on the mat, my sweat dripping down my forehead, I felt something thrown at me. It was...
A pack of sweets?
No.
Protein.
"Use five grams for every three kilograms that you weigh. After this we are going to put you on a treadmill every day for at least two hours." I groaned painfully. No, no, no, no! Please! I hate treadmills, whenever I use them, I feel so alone.
But whenever I try to run in the streets, I feel awkward, like I am being judged by society itself. 'Oh, young man, why are you running on the streets don't you know that is dangerous?' or 'Shouldn't you be doing your exercises at the gym?'
Blah, blah, blah.
I hate this. All of it. I wish I were some supped up, talented Shonen Protagonist that could master a new form in three days when it took other enemies' years to even unlock. Unfortunately, this was not a Shonen story-,
Wait it is a Shonen story.
SO THEN WHY CAN'T I JUST SKIP THIS AND BECOME STRONGER INSTANTLY?! WHY DO I HAVE TO TRAIN THIS HARD FOR NO GAINS?
"Focus. Before we go to the treadmills, tell me, do you think that your fighting style is effective when you are in a fight?" He asked me.
"Not really." I replied. I had no fighting style. I just aimed my punches and kicks, and if I used my Quirk, it would be a weapon, like a sword. But I had no style, I just... did. I told him that, who nodded his head thoughtfully.
"I guessed as much. Well, I might have a few ideas for you."
"Really?! What are they? Like a cool gun that can track opponents, will you tech me how to use a katana and cut even steel? Are you going to teach me how to wrap up opponents like you do-,"
"No. Use your head, which might be an arduous task for you if you keep on blabbering about like some rabid dog. Tell me when you punch someone what is the first thought that goes in your head?" He asked me.
"Uhm... I need to get closer?" I answered.
He nodded at me. "I assumed so. Your reach is quite short, and so any punches you might throw will be weaker than someone is like Bakugo's or Midoriya's. You haven't trained your arms much have you?"
I shook my head. I hadn't trained well... anything.
"Furthermore, because your reach isn't all that big it leaves you in a vulnerable position. I mean you would be so close to your opponent, and say it was Ashido, she could use her poison to neutralize you immediately. Simply put, the way you fight Is ineffective. It isn't rational, and in a fight to the death that will kill you."
"So, I just don't use my arms then?"
He scoffed. "If I said that than I would have amputated your arms a long while ago. Think for a moment, really analyze the way you fought during USJ and tell me what you did differently."
I hummed. Well during USJ I did use my Quirk to produce weapons, but that was a simple answer. Aizawa-sensei wanted more, he wanted me to produce the answer myself. Hm...
"Wait sensei, why don't I just block people from moving?"
"Oh? Please do explain." He relied surprised. I suppose he didn't expect that answer for me, well I do like to surprise people. My genius was quite terrifying when used correctly, but it only came out in small bursts.
"Uhm, it would be better if I showed you." I replied. "Just... try to hit me?" Aizawa-sensei nodded as he got into a familiar position. I sighed. This should work theoretically; I mean it worked on me, right?! And it worked on Mina during the battle trial last week.
Within seconds he sprinted at me, and luckily, I managed to evade the first hit. The second, however... Right before his second punch could hit me, a blue wall suddenly appeared in front of him, allowing me enough time to run around it and try to kick him.
Unfortunately, he caught my kick and threw me on the ground like a sack of potatoes. Effortlessly. I groaned as I rubbed my back in pain, did he have to be so rough? I get that it is training, but this was too much.
I just wanted to get stronger, not break my bones.
"Interesting idea. Let us try again." I nodded. That time it was a wall, but it did not prevent me from still losing. No, I needed to do better. But how? Ah! That could work! I mean it would leave me defenseless, but it would work!
He came charging me with an overhead kick, and so I set my plan in motion. See I usually wrap my Quirk around my body to enhance my capabilities, but it also allowed me to move in unnatural positions effortlessly.
If I wanted to, I could wrap my Quirk around my body and fly, like a suit of sorts. So, in theory, if I wrap my Quirk around Aizawa's leg, I could control the direction of which his kick is being aimed at. And I did that.
I summoned my Quirk, and forced it to wrap around his leg and subtly jerked it to the right... And then even more to the right. To the point where I flipped him completely over without meaning to, an action that took the wind out of his sails as his face slammed into the mat that once hurt me.
I... won?
"I see," Aizawa-sensei grinned at me. "An interesting choice of tactics, rather crude but effective. You could develop it even further and make it so you can control other people's entire bodies, like puppets on a string. And along with that wall of yours, it makes your defense hard to crack... For a Quirkless person." He added near the end causing me to scowl.
Was there a need for that?
"Now," he said. "Let us try that using my Quirk. How far will you go I wonder?" I gulped. Oh no, this was not going to end well for me, was it? He came charging at me like a bull, something which momentarily stunned me as I tried to use my Quirk, but it would not work-,
Ah.
His red eyes.
Those were the las things I saw before I got knocked out.
The first thing I did when I woke up was check if my jaw was dislocated. And then the pain hit. I wanted to shout, but I couldn't as it hurt while my mouth was closed, let alone if I decided to open it. Judging from the surroundings, I was in the hospital wing. God damnit, the last place I would want to be! I don't want to deal with that psycho of a nurse Recovery Girl-,
"I'm sorry, did you say something dearie?" I gulped. I said that out loud didn't I? Well no shit Sherlock, if I didn't Recovery Girl wouldn't be glaring daggers at me, waiting for me to respond so she could hit me with a shoe. Damn, I was scared for my life.
"Ahem, I'll take over for here." Aizawa-sensei interrupted.
Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou-,
"Can he leave or no? I need to discuss a few things with him about his new training regimen."
Oh fuck off! Fuck! Bitch! Prick! Cunt! Mother fucker! Why?! Urgh, knowing the sadistic type Aizawa was his training regimen would wake me up at four in the morning and require a twenty kilometre run before three thousand squats - All in an hour as well! Recovery Girl glanced at me, all before nodding her head cautiously. You old bag, next time you can't carry your groceries don't even look in my direction!
I was dragged out of the hospital wing groaning, and a growing feeling of dread as we entered a familiar classroom and saw a pile of papers waiting on his desk.
"Okay so while you were out I devised a plan that you should use, I'm not saying you should use it but, if you want to excel as a hero this is the first step. Your stamina is pitiful, I have seen six year old children that could run laps around you effortlessly. Judging by how late you come, and your eyes in the morning I reckon that you don't get enough sleep. That could be a magnitude of things so I have narrowed it down to-,"
"It's games." I solved the puzzle for him.
"Games?"
"Yeah, like single player RPG's."
"I would have thought since you are a social butterfly, you would have been spending the majority of your time playing with your friends. But I digress, you need to cut down on the time spent in fantasy land and start to live in reality, and that first step is to go to bed at least by eight-,"
"Eight PM?! Are you daft-, Ehrm, are you insane sensei? That is way too early for a healthy young boy like me!"
"...Right when you can last in a fight for more than an hour without using your Quirk than you have the right to be called 'healthy'."
"But I am healthy."
"Listen Yamazaki, I don't care what material you look at during night. The problem is that you spend too much time not sleeping, or doing something inefficient and detrimental to your overall health. Cut down on the sarcasm and listen. You need to work on your stamina, didn't you used to play football? Why not try to play a full game of that every day? Ninety minutes should be more than enough exercise, along with going for runs and you'll be fine in a few months."
"I don't have that many friends?! You forget sensei, not everyone likes sports."
"Find new friends, then. I don't care how you go about it, but you need to have at least run close to thirty kilometres a day."
THIRTY?! WAS THIS MAN INSANE?!
"That is if you want to outlast your opponents in a fight of course," He slyly added. "And judging by the expression on your face, something tells me that it would be irrational for me to use this regimen on you. So, how about you tell me one thing. How would you like to fight?"
How would I... like to fight?
Ah, I hadn't really put much thought into it before. But thinking back at the USJ, my biggest problem was my speed. I wasn't fast enough to get there on time and protect Jiro, I wasn't fast enough to cut Zero before he could use the diamond hardening Quirk. I wasn't fast enough to do anything. What was the point in strength, or surviving longer than others in a fight if I couldn't be there on time to save the day?
"I want to be quick. Quicker than anyone, fast enough to save everyone and adaptable enough to not be fazed by any situation I'm in. I want to be so fast that I can protect those that I want without them even realising I protected them in the first place, that is the type of hero I want to be, that is the way I would like to fight!" I answered, my fists tightening.
But how...
How could I become even faster?
Was that even possible without... without gambling something away? If I wanted to get faster, wouldn't I have to use my cursed gambler's Quirk-,
"Use the brain that is in that head of yours, or are you telling me that it is empty?" Aizawa interrupted my thoughts with an amused voice. He had a genuine smile on his face as he tapped his temple with his right hand twice. "That brain of yours in there is one of the most deadliest weapons any hero can have. You said that you created plans to combat villains during the USJ? So why don't you do the same here? I won't give you the answers, I'm here to support you. Not be you."
Right...
I had to do this on my own.
"Anyways, until you figure out the answer that you are comfortable with, use my training regimen. Remember, five grams per every three kilograms that you weigh."
I sighed.
I needed to find my answer sooner rather than later because there was no way in hell that I was sticking to that regimen, not when I could never stick to playing one game at a time.
Waving farewell to Aizawa-sensei, I noticed something. He looked as if he had a lot on his mind - More so than usual as he gave me a weird look. I couldn't tell if he was happy to see me... or sad. Meh, I have no doubt being a teacher is stressful. I mean why would you become a teacher in the first place? Like what's so interesting about 'teaching the next generation'? I mean when society collapses, the world burning and humanity on the verge of extinction I don't think people will care all that much for education.
Maybe I am being an idiot and wrong, but those were my thoughts on the matter. It was like... playing a game-,
Gah.
Oh god, I was a 'gamer' wasn't I? Oh, nononononononononononono! Please truck-kun come quickly! Run me over again! I don't want to be a gamer! Please! I just enjoy single player RPGs, I don't want to be obsessed! PLEASE!
I cried in defeat as the very first notification I got when I opened up my phone was an email.
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I groaned in defeat. I just couldn't win, could I? Especially when I saw the amount deducted from my account.
Seventy thousand Yen.
Hold on, when did I buy this...
Oh wait.
I bought this last week after the USJ because I thought I would never get the chance to play games again.
Maybe I should ask for a refund-,
Your package of THE LEGEND OF PARAGONS: TRAILS UNDER THE WATER ULTIMATE COLLECTORS EDITION has been delivered.
I deleted that email as soon as I saw it hit my inbox.
For fucks sake.
Another one bites the dust!
Well 16 chapters, (and a few thousand works of 190,000 words - A statistic which blows my mind!) I mean, we are so close to 200,000...
200,000?!
Well some good news is that the next chapter will be the final chapter before the U.S Sports Festival, and boy do I have something for you guys! You'll never see it coming! It's my last surprise! Oooooooh, oooooh, oooooh! Oooooooh, oooooh, ooooooooooh!
And...
That's it!
The Sports Festival will surpass the 200,000 word count of this story in total. Now as to how long it will be? Five chapters at best. It really is a short arc when you think about it, even with what I have in store for it not much will be changed length wise. The sports festival will do one of two things, one of which is show Sora's training and the other is *********************
Ouch spoilers. (I know, I know I'm cringe sue me! I just am very excited on what will be written soon enough!)
Now for a bigger question overall.
Will Sora train?
Yes and no.
He will not train every day like Izuku Midoriya, nor will he be a fitness guy. I'll admit I know nothing about training regimens, I have never had to since ever since I was a kid I was slim and very active. Even now, slightly more older (And much less active) I am still slim. Maybe I was lucky with the genetic pool? Apart from doing 100 push ups and sit ups every few weeks, I don't do much.
So please do not take any advice from this story seriously!
Sora will train, however he will use his head and his Quirk smartly to win battles, not just new form and boom. I tried to show that he won at the USJ purely out of luck, if Aizawa was not there to help him he would have lost 99% of the time. That 1% is only because of his 'Gambler's Quirk', and would have resulted in him loosing his life so can you really call it a victory?
I don't want to fall into the trap of writing fight scenes were the hero wins by sheer willpower alone, partly because while I enjoy reading it - THAT DOES NOT MEAN I ENJOY WRITING IT! Sora may be an idiot at times, but in a fight I hopefully will be able to show that at times he can be quite genius.
Now... Yamazaki's Corner where I answer your questions!
Zet4: I think Tokage is a psychopath
EnderBlazeHybrid: I get that. Truly but uhm... fluff? Like I know what it is, but fluff isn't necessarily needed as of now. In the future? Absolutely, I want to get past a certain point in canon before I start to introduce more fluff chapters, hell even fluffy arcs as a matter of fact. It's just that if I add fluff as of now, the pacing will be ruined slightly you know? I'm a slow writer, I mean the Sports Festival will start at 200k words written, considering it's the second arc in the series that is telling. And well, Tokage is a bully yes. She's not very nice for some odd reason. In the future? (Or not so distant future... more like less than ten chapters) the fluff will commence!
Saizo K: You make some good points.
I didn't do a great job of making him feel more like an utter bastard in the first chapter because it is exclusively in his POV, which I will be correcting once I finish 'Part 1' of this. The entire 'prologue' of sorts will be edited and expanded on just to fit what I originally had in mind and how the story has progressed as of now and in the near future, however, you do know that beating people up just because they did something to you is not justifiable?
Quite literally, that is just revenge. Sora, someone who was reincarnated, mentally 25 when he beat up Miwa's bullies. A 25 year old beat up seven/eight year olds without remorse... Is that normal? If Sora was not reincarnated I'd agree, but he IS the adult here. The point of him in Chapter 1 is to show that his mindset, of him living in a fiction world DOESN'T HOLD UP.
He can't separate himself from the world because to him it's real, as real as his previous life despite all the wacky stuff. So he tried to push himself away, think that he's better than everyone else because of something only HE knows, that isn't justifiable at all. That's what makes him a piece of shit, or at least is how I wanted him to be portrayed something I very clearly haven't written well enough so for that I apologise.
Now, him 'not learning' is a misunderstanding on your part. The Sora from Chapter 1 would not have been able to stand up and defeat Zero at the USJ, what would have happened is that Jiro would have died, but more than that Sora would have joined up with Zero because they would have agreed on the core concept that they live in a fictional world, and not a real one.
Sora would have become the villain along with Zero. He very much has grown, and that example about the mini football arc is misinterpreted as well. Sora never learnt about the value of hard work that Chapter, nor will he ever learn it. Hard work does not beat talent that works hard, that is what the match showed. But what Sora learnt from it is that even in the face of defeat, it's okay to at least try.
It's better to try rather than to give up hope and never try.
He wasn't good enough to play in his previous life? He never wanted to play again, to the point where in his new life he plays football just for fun despite having an immense love for the sport. But he wasn't trying, he didn't care if they won the game or lost. That was until his captain was injured, and despite that he still wanted to play to show Sora that you should never give up hope.
If it wasn't for this, do you think Sora would have stood up and stopped Zero from killing Jiro? He would have froze, no matter the flashback of his previous life and old friend. That wouldn't have mattered because he never would have realised the value of at least trying in the face of defeat. That is what I have tried to show with the 'lesson arcs', and if that was not conveyed clearly then I apologise.
I understand that I am not a very good writer, and you as the reader must be fed up by this point but I WILL edit the beginning section soon. When Part 1 is done, I will be taking a break to edit everything as well as write chapters for Part 2. As of now, I want to write the first ten chapters of it out before I start posting it which is the plan.
Plans change, but that is it. In-between me writing the ten chapters I will be editing everything that has been published, more specifically the first few chapters so that everything matches up with the vision I have. The story has evolved from what I originally wanted the plot to be like compared to now. The ending is similar to what I originally had in mind, but everything else is completely different.
Now as for your final point, regarding the way his 'friends' treat him.
They do not treat him like shit, in fact here are his friends.
Jiro, Kaminari, Mineta, Yaoyorozu, Midoriya, Uraraka and Iida. That is it from Class 1A, and from 1B it is only Monoma as of now. (Yes, writing Monoma as a fan was funny and something I completely wanted to write as soon as I thought of it.)
From outside of U.A it's Miwa, Keiko, Sakura, Shirou, Saki, Makoto, Renji, Genji, Denji and Kenji. These friends, with the exception of Miwa aren't as important which will be explained in a chapter very soon.
Setsuna Tokage is not his friend. I repeat, they are not friends. I hope this chapter highlights how much of the fact that they are not friends, because that is the point of their relationship as of now. Enemies. As for his other friends? I hope this chapter has cleared that up as well, Sora doesn't mind if they call him an 'idiot' or something along those lines.
He knows it comes from a place of genuine friendship, and more then that he actually would rather he gets 'insulted' rather than having a 'yes-man'. Friendships vary on the person, as well as the type of people you surround yourself with. Sora is just naturally more relaxed when it comes to these things because he knows that he can be a but of an idiot sometimes, this doesn't make him 'pathetic' at all.
Does that mean all of his friends will treat him like that? No. Midoriya doesn't do that, nor does Iida or Uraraka. Yaoyorozu will say it in a more professional manner that makes him question if it's even an insult in the first place which leaves Jiro, Kaminari and Mineta. Jiro is a special case, hopefully this chapter explains that to some degree.
Kaminari is just his best friend, they get along extremely well. Like two peas in a pod, maybe the Fred and George Weasley of this story if I am being honest. I want them to be inseparable, truly the best of friends. Of course we are at the start of their friendship, so the moments of them being bro's will be trickling in within the next chapters and beyond.
And then Mineta? He's like that one kid in the group that get's 'bullied' by everyone, and by that I don't mean traditional bullying. As in he's the but of all the jokes, but more so than that he's the glue that holds them together. Sora is a hidden pervert, Kaminari is a normal pervert and Mineta is the super pervert. They all compliment each other.
And Jiro is supposed to be there laughing at their stupidity with Yaoyorozu thrown in at times for some extra chaos. If it comes across as them bullying Sora then I will try to tone it down, but those are the dynamics between characters as of now. Not that it won't change, because it definitely will, but that is how it is right now.
The only one that isn't his friend is Tokage, she just dislikes him for some reason. That is it. So you could say Tokage is bullying him, and I'd agree but not really since Sora doesn't care that much and it's not like he takes it lying down.
Apart from that your review was actually helpful and breaking down what I actually wanted to convey with certain things, and so when I edit it I'm going to have you to thank when it ultimately is much more clearer and better to read. So thanks!
And that is it for now. Also a quick notice, please do not reply to reviewers in the review section. Some guest called 'KyaahBoaHancock' did so, and while I'm flattered that is what Yamazaki's corner is for. Please just leave the review section for reviews, and do NOT insult others in that section. That is all.
Next time:
Chapters 17, 17.1, 17.2, 17.3, and ! A series cancelled short?! Skirts?! Horror stories?! Reading?! And the end of an era! Tune in for the dumbest, and most chaotic time of my life!