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Ignoring all that above, hey lads!
How y'all doing? Good? That's wonderful!
I'm also doing great, thank you for asking!
Now that we've gotten the pleasantries out of the way…
LETS BEGIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNN!
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Nezu blinked, his small form leaning back slightly in his chair as he processed the carrot-masked intruder's statement.
So caught off guard, he could only gaze owlishly at the vegetable-themed villain, for once so bewildered that he could not answer intelligently as he was usually prone to do.
"Pardon me?" Nezu tilted his head, his ears twitching as he tried to reconcile the oddness of the situation. "I must have misheard you. Could you kindly repeat yourself? I'm afraid I don't understand you."
Gojo, still grinning beneath his carrot mask, chuckled and swayed lightly on the balls of his feet. With a playful bounce in his step, he launched into an enthusiastic rap, his words flowing in sync with the rhythm in his head.
"I'm talkin' 'bout dedication, Balancin' love and work, that's real motivation. Heroes on the grind, fightin' every day, But it's the heart that leads 'em on the way. Commitment to the game, to the fight, to the prize, But without love, yo, that's the real demise. You feel me? It's all about devotion, Whether it's work or love, it's gotta be in motion!"
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Nezu stared, his tail twitching slightly as the words hung in the air. The sheer eccentricity of the man before him rendered the principal temporarily speechless. For the first time in a while, Nezu was unsure of how to respond.
He simply blinked again, staring owlishly once more, waiting for some semblance of coherence to return to the situation.
How did it come to this? For the villain who infiltrated his beloved school, to stand at his office before him and so nonchalantly.
To know, one has to journey back into the time before.
Flashback no jutsu:
The moment Cementoss slammed his hands into the ground, a massive hand of cement erupted beneath Gojo, trying to catch him in one swift motion. But Gojo was already mid-air, flipping gracefully out of reach.
Not wanting to diminish the hero's enthusiasm, the vegetable-themed intruder gave Cementoss two thumbs up in the air, knowing full well that he only succeeded in annoying him.
Landing on ground, Gojo wasn't give much time to catch his bearings as Vlad King was quick to follow up, his blood tendrils forming into vicious whips that lashed out at Gojo while Ectoplasm's clones, a good bunch of them, materialized in the air above and around him.
From there, chaos ensued as punch, kicks, knees, elbows, every manner of striking and grappling, was exchanged all the while Gojo dodged blood whips and tendrils from Vlad king while simultaneously evading cement related attacks.
Parrying a cross from one of the clones while taking the full blunt of a muay Thai kick on the quad, Gojo reacted mercilessly with a punishing left hood that fazed a clone out of existence, using that same momentum to spin and deliver a back hand to the lad who kicked him.
As expected, the clone fazed out of existence, and Gojo's eyes sparkled behind the carrot mask as he deflected and parried more attacks in his way, jumping as one clone attempted to low sweep him and bringing his knee up to smash it into another clone's jaw.
With a quick spin, Gojo then delivered a powerful side kick into another clone's chest, before leaping to the side as one of Vlad's blood whips slammed into the pavement with enough force to crack the ground.
That side leap had put him far away from the clones and the heroes, but in direct line of sight for Eraserhead
Capitalizing on that, Cementoss formed an absolutely massive cement wall in a second, the largest and widest he had ever created before he blasted it forward, his attack much like a wave as the wall rapidly closed in on their troublesome foe.
With Eraserhead watching him, and the wall being far too wide for the intruder to run around about, it was checkmate.
They had won.
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Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on the perspective, life just wasn't that simple.
Defying common sense, the towering cement wall that was Cementoss's pride and joy, was shattered as massive octopus tentacles burst forth from Gojo's body before swinging about, smashing into the wall not a moment later and pulverizing the cement structure.
Eyes wide like dinner plates, Cementoss turned to his quirk-cancelling colleague. "How is that possible!? You were using your quirk, weren't you!?"
Similarly stunned, Eraser narrowed his gaze at the intruder. "I was and still am! My gaze was on him the entire time."
"This should not be possible." Vlad king murmured.
Midnight elected to not say anything, to stunned to form words.
"Enough." Ectoplasm took charge. "Yes what happened is unprecedented but it changes nothing, we are heroes and we have a responsibility to defeat this intruder."
"Agreed." Eraserhead nodded.
Deciding that they could use more excitement in their life, Gojo raised a hand, causing them all to tense.
And then.
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He popped the middle finger.
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Needless to say, none of the heroes including Bee's beloved Midnight was amused.
With a burst of speed, Gojo dashed forward, jumping right into the fray just as some of the clones leapt towards him.
A powerful cross dispelled a clone and with that same extended arm, he pivoted around, bending it and slamming his elbow right down another's jugular.
Ouch.
It was a good thing that Ectoplasm couldn't feel the pain of his clones.
In the midst of attacks, a blindingly fast blood whip came honing in from the side on Gojo, taking out with it all the clones in its path.
Then shocking Vlad King, Gojo caught the whip, and in an impressive display of strength, pulled it with startling force, causing the blood hero to fly towards him.
Ducking, Gojo watched as Vlad King flew over him, the blood hero crashing into poor Cemontoss and sending both heroes skidding across the ground.
"Y'all can't keep up with the flow! I'm just too fast, in case you didn't know!"
Gojo's taunts only seemed to push the heroes harder. Vlad King, getting up, growled in annoyance before he leapt at the source of his annoyance, swinging his blood-formed weapons in a relentless assault, each strike powerful enough to tear through stone.
He wasn't along as Ectoplasm and his clones swarmed Gojo from every angle, their attacks fast and precise. Gojo, however, remained untouchable, his body a blur as he dodged, blocked, and parried their strikes.
"Midnight, be ready," Eraserhead murmured before leaping into the fray.
Midnight nodded, her eyes narrowing as she waited for the perfect moment. Gojo, however, continued his dance of evasion, ducking beneath a spinning heel kick from one of Ectoplasm's clones before leaping into the air to avoid another strike from Vlad. The battle was a chaotic symphony of blows, with Gojo dancing effortlessly through the melee.
With a simple kick to the chest to another of Ectoplasm's clones, Gojo sent it flying into the air where it dissolved into nothingness. As he spun around, he came face to face with the infamous Eraserhead.
Ducking immediately from the kick sent his way, the pair engaged in hand to hand combat, punch for punch, kick for kick.
Weaving to the side from a punch, Gojo responded in turn by giving the quirk-cancelling hero a strong hook to the face before he followed up with another hook from the other side, and stepping back a step just to smash the soles of his boots into Eraser's guts, causing the hero to gasp in pain as he was sent skidding across the floor.
The carrot villain wasn't given much time to cheer in joy as he ducked just in time to avoid Vlad King's blood whip, which slashed through the air inches above his head.
"You heroes got moves, but I got the groove! Y'all are too slow, watch me make my next move!"
With a grin, Gojo vaulted over another clone, planting both feet on its chest and launching himself high into the air. As he soared, he twisted his body to avoid a wave of cement spikes that erupted from the ground below, summoned by Cementoss. Mid-air, Gojo's eyes gleamed with amusement as he somersaulted through the chaos, evading attacks from all sides.
But the heroes weren't backing down.
Gojo somersaulted effortlessly through the chaos, his movements fluid as he dodged attacks from every direction. But the heroes weren't backing down. Vlad King lashed out with his blood tendrils, Ectoplasm's clones closed in, heavily supported by Eraserhead
"Nice moves, but not enough!" Gojo taunted, sidestepping a kick from one of Ectoplasm's clones before leaping into the air to avoid a whip of blood from Vlad. He landed just as another clone lunged at him, and with a quick spin, Gojo deflected the clone's punch, knocking it aside with a swift counterblow.
Vlad King charged, his blood tendrils shifting into bladed weapons. Gojo ducked, sliding beneath the attack, then twisted away as another clone's foot aimed for his head. Eraserhead leaped in, launching a barrage of precise strikes. Gojo blocked one, then another, grinning behind his mask.
"You heroes got teamwork, but you're still too slow!" Gojo laughed, flipping backward just as a cement hand erupted from the ground beneath him, courtesy of Cementoss.
The three heroes pressed their attack. Eraserhead's kick came dangerously close to Gojo's head, but he ducked and retaliated with a sharp elbow that connected with one of Ectoplasm's clones, making it vanish. Vlad swung his blood tendrils, but Gojo sidestepped, delivering a punch to Vlad's ribs, sending him stumbling back.
With a swift jump, Gojo vaulted over another cement hand, landing in front of Eraserhead. The two exchanged a flurry of blows, Gojo dodging and parrying, while Eraserhead aimed for quick disabling strikes. The two danced around each other, but Gojo's speed kept him just out of reach.
"Nice try, scarf boy!" Gojo teased, ducking under a punch and landing a solid kick to an Ectoplasm clone, shattering it into mist. But before he could capitalize, Vlad was back in the fray, his blood whip slashing toward Gojo's chest.
Gojo sidestepped and grabbed the whip, pulling Vlad toward him. With a quick twist, Gojo flung the blood hero across the courtyard, sending him crashing into Cementoss for a second time, both of them tumbling to the ground in a heap.
Eraserhead didn't let up. He dashed forward, fists flying as he tried to catch Gojo off guard. The carrot-masked intruder was faster, though, dodging each strike with ease, but the relentless assault forced Gojo to stay on the defensive.
Or so it seemed.
With a quick pivot, Gojo spun and raised a leg, his heel smashing right into the chest of the quirk-nullifying hero, the sheer strength rocketing Eraser head away .
"Midnight, now!" The original Ectoplasm, a good distance away called out.
Gojo, understandably confused, didn't have to wait long as in an instant, Midnight leaped into action just as Cementoss raised a towering cylinder of cement around Gojo and Midnight, quickly sealing them inside.
With a swift motion, she released her pheromones, filling the enclosed space with a thick, pink mist.
From outside the cylinder, the heroes waited with bated breath. Ectoplasm crossed his arms, his expression stern. "It's over. No one can resist Midnight's pheromones."
Cementoss nodded in agreement. "That should keep him down long enough for us to take him in."
But just as they began to relax, a loud cracking sound echoed from within the cement cylinder.
The walls trembled violently, and in the next moment, the top of the enclosure shattered outward as Gojo burst free, launching himself into the air. Chunks of cement flew in all directions, and to the heroes' shock, Gojo wasn't alone.
He was carrying Midnight in his arms, unconscious, cradled in a bridal hold.
The heroes stared in disbelief as Gojo landed smoothly on the ground, gently setting Midnight down before looking back at them with a smirk beneath his mask. "Man, y'all gotta do better than that! Ain't no gas strong enough to make me fall flat!"
Vlad King, now back on his feet, narrowed his eyes in confusion. "How… how is he not affected by her pheromones?"
"Y'all thought I'd fall, thought I'd drop? But guess what? Gojo's back on top! Unbeatable, unstoppable, I'm the best, This is your test, now gimme the rest!"
Eraserhead watched him closely, his expression unreadable. But there was a flicker of something in his eyes — and then he smirked. "We've got a backup plan," he said calmly, his voice cutting through Gojo's rhymes.
Gojo cocked his head, still grinning, the vegetable themed intruder knew exactly what that backup plan was.
And sad to say… for them that is, that it won't work.
He leapt to the side.
Bang!
And not a moment later, a loud crack echoed through the air as a bullet struck the ground where he had been standing just a second ago.
Gojo, smiling at the shocked expression of his soon to be colleagues, though they did not know that, slowly turned, head tilting back as his eyes shot toward the top of one of the U.A. buildings.
Atop the building, a lone figure stood, rifle in hand, his cowboy hat silhouetted against the sky. It was Snipe, and his aim was deadly.
Cementoss's eyes widened in disbelief. "He dodged Snipe's shot!?"
Vlad King grit his teeth, his frustration mounting. "Who is this guy?"
Gojo chuckled softly, the playful grin never leaving his face. "Looks like the cavalry's arrived," he said, giving a mock salute to Snipe all the way up there. "But sorry, partner, I'm too quick for that."
Without warning, Gojo bolted toward the building, moving faster than the heroes could react. Snipe fired again, but Gojo was already inside, disappearing into the structure in the blink of an eye.
"After him!" Eraserhead barked, his voice filled with urgency.
The heroes rushed after Gojo, their eyes wide with determination as they chased him deeper into the heart of U.A. Each footstep echoed loudly in the silent halls, urgency crackling in the air as they pursued the carrot-masked intruder.
However, Gojo, ever the trickster, had no intention of facing Snipe head-on. He wasn't interested in a fight, not when he could cause more chaos by toying with the heroes.
As he sprinted through the corridors, Gojo couldn't help but grin beneath his mask. He leaped over obstacles, slid around corners, and used his athletic prowess to keep a healthy distance from his pursuers. He could hear Vlad King's heavy footsteps, Ectoplasm's clones materializing at every turn, and the sharp crack of Snipe's rifle echoing in the distance.
He could also sense that out of all of them, the one who was best at tracking him was Eraserhead.
Impressive.
But it didn't matter, he could easily lose them and he planned to do so, he had no intention of going after snipe because he just simply didn't care to.
Instead, he had something much more serious in mind.
But first… fun
With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Gojo purposely slowed down, allowing the heroes to catch up just enough to keep them on edge.
Then, with a sudden burst of speed, he changed direction completely, veering off down a side hallway, making it seem like he was continuing his sprint towards the sniper. He leaped through a window, vaulted across a rooftop, and dove back into another building, making his trail as convoluted as possible.
His goal was simple: lead them on a wild goose chase.
For a while, he kept them guessing, making them believe he was still in pursuit of Snipe while in reality, he was expertly slipping away. At one point, he even doubled back, confusing the heroes further as they ran in circles, unable to get a read on his true location.
Bee simply giggled like a merry child, understanding perfectly why Naruto retreated plenty of times as Sukuna after having some fun with heroes, this was honestly pretty enjoyable.
"They're gonna have a field day with this one!" Gojo muttered to himself, still chuckling.
With the heroes now completely off his tail, Gojo activated "stealth mode." It wasn't some fancy quirk or high-tech device — just his natural ability to move silently and remain unseen. Years of training as a shinobi had honed his skills, and Gojo moved with the fluidity of a shadow.
Easily avoiding security cameras, staff members, and the automated defenses that Nezu had installed to protect U.A.
As he crept through the empty halls, he kept his movements swift and calculated, making sure to avoid every sensor and trap. His goal wasn't just to evade capture — it was to find something much more interesting.
"The principal's office," he whispered with a grin.
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Nezu had watched the entire bout, had analyzed and intensely studied this new figure.
To say he was shocked at how one individual dominated the best his school had to currently offer, excluding All-might, was extremely worrying.
It wasn't that his heroes were weak or incompetent by any means, no, no, the opposite in fact.
But it was taking into consideration that despite how highly capable his heroes were, that they still lost when fighting together against this carrot masked intruder. The only reason he wasn't really nervous was because of this Gojo's behaviour.
The intruder's behavior was erratic, almost playful, as if the villain was playing a game rather than launching a serious attack. It was actually another connection between him and Sukuna.
Nezu's paw hovered over his desk as he replayed the security footage in his mind. He had seen it all — Gojo's bizarre, rhyming antics, his incredible speed, and his ability to dodge every trap and ambush with infuriating ease.
And then of course, his stealth ability, he no longer could find him.
Knock! Knock!
Nezu's small eyes narrowed as he turned to face the door. "What in the world…?"
Before he could make a move, the door to his office swung open, and in strolled Gojo. The intruder moved with the ease of someone who owned the place, still sporting his absurd carrot mask. He waved casually, as though this were a friendly visit rather than a villain breaking into one of the most secure facilities in the country.
"Yo, what's up, sir?" Gojo greeted, his voice far too cheerful for the situation. "Hope you don't mind, but I let myself in."
Nezu blinked, momentarily caught off guard by the sheer audacity of the man. He quickly composed himself, sitting up straighter in his chair. "I see."
A truly worrying situation, for a powerful villain to come here in his office.
But considering how the carrot masked villain spared his heroes, and didn't really exhibit any sort of maliciousness, Nezu could relax, if only partially.
Gojo, still bouncing on the balls of his feet, spread his arms wide in a gesture of exaggerated nonchalance. "Yeah, figured we could have a little chat. You know, heart to heart. Villain to principal. Who wouldn't want to visit the mastermind behind this place, right?"
Nezu's tail flicked thoughtfully. He was partly wary, but his naturally calm demeanor took over. "You realize this is highly irregular. You've infiltrated one of the most secure institutions in the nation, defeated my heroes, evaded capture, and now you expect to casually chat with me?"
Gojo grinned, clearly unbothered. "Of course! Life is filled with opportunities, but those opportunities can only be grasped when one is bold enough to try catch it. I wanted to speak with you, so I did so."
Nezu's sharp mind worked rapidly, analyzing every gesture, every word. Gojo was unpredictable, that much was clear, but was he dangerous? Or was there something else behind this ridiculous mask and casual attitude? What was his connection to Sukuna? And why did he come all the way here to meet with him personally?
So many questions, yet they can only be answered one at a time.
And Nezu planned on receiving the answers right now. "And what, may I ask, do you hope to accomplish by visiting me directly?" Nezu folded his tiny paws in front of him, his voice calm and measured. "Surely there is a reason why.."
Gojo's grin widened. "Of course there is, now tell me…did I pass the test?"
Nezu frowned, his ears twitching. "Test? I'm afraid I don't follow."
Gojo let out a small laugh. "You know, the test to become an employee here." His voice was deadpan, though the ridiculousness of his words was undeniable.
Flashback no jutsu end.
Nezu blinked again, his mind stuttering for a split second. "I beg your pardon? You're saying this was some sort of... job interview?"
Gojo nodded enthusiastically. "Exactly! I mean, I've shown you my skills, right? I dodged your security, outsmarted your heroes, and I've got great people skills. Who wouldn't want me on their team?" He leaned in conspiratorially, as if sharing a secret. "I'd make a great employee, don't you think?"
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For the first time in a long while, Nezu found himself truly speechless. He stared at Gojo, the sheer audacity of his words stunning him into silence.
"Pardon me?" Nezu tilted his head, his ears twitching as he tried to reconcile the oddness of the situation. "I must have misheard you. Could you kindly repeat yourself? I'm afraid I don't understand you."
Gojo, still grinning beneath his carrot mask, chuckled and swayed lightly on the balls of his feet. With a playful bounce in his step, he launched into an enthusiastic rap, his words flowing in sync with the rhythm in his head.
"I'm talkin' 'bout dedication, Balancin' love and work, that's real motivation. Heroes on the grind, fightin' every day, But it's the heart that leads 'em on the way. Commitment to the game, to the fight, to the prize, But without love, yo, that's the real demise. You feel me? It's all about devotion, Whether it's work or love, it's gotta be in motion!"
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"You... wish to work here?" Nezu finally asked, his tone incredulous. "After everything you've done tonight, you expect me to consider you for employment?"
Gojo nodded with exaggerated enthusiasm. "Totally! I could be a teacher, you know? Help the kids, bring some fun, chaos, and maturity into their lives. Plus, I'd make one hell of a protector for this place. I mean, have you seen me in action?"
Nezu's eyes gleamed with amusement. He sat silently, absorbing every ridiculous word, the corner of his mouth twitching upward. It wasn't just the audacity of the man before him—it was the unpredictability, the raw charisma, the sheer strangeness of the entire situation.
"Oh?" His tail flicked, his curiosity piqued. "You believe you're the chaos U.A. needs?"
"Absolutely!" Gojo nodded wholeheartedly. "These kids need more than just books and training drills. They need life skills, excitement! I'm talking about teaching them how to be unpredictable, to think on their feet, to expect the unexpected! Besides I'd keep things... interesting."
Nezu sat back, staring at the eccentric intruder, his mind racing.
He loved the unconventional.
After all, he himself was an animal — a creature once dismissed by society — and yet here he was, leading Japan's top hero institution. So one could understand why he loved the unconventional and unique since he himself was an irregularity.
And there was something undeniably charming about Gojo's carefree nature, and more importantly, his effectiveness.
Nezu admired brilliance, even if it came wrapped in the strangest of packages, especially, if it came wrapped in the strangest of packages.
To say that he was opposed to Gojo's offer would be false.
He was intrigued.
He was fascinated.
And he was most certainly accepting of this.
Nezu's sharp smile widened, and with a small chuckle, he rose from his chair and walked around his desk. Standing before Gojo, Nezu extended his paw, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "I must admit, Mr. Gojo... you are quite unlike anyone who's ever graced these halls. I admire the unique, the unconventional... and I look forward to seeing the contributions you'll make to our beloved U.A."
Gojo's grin stretched even wider as he kneeled down and grabbed Nezu's tiny paw, shaking it enthusiastically. "Aw yeah! You won't regret this, Boss! I promise!"
Nezu's eyes twinkled, a faint chuckle escaping his lips. "Oh, of that, I have no doubt."
Did Nezu still have questions? Like if his new employee had any connections to Sukuna?
Definitely, Nezu was certainly curious, but there was an appropriate time for asking and finding out, and that time was not now.
Now was the time to celebrate their new employee, and all that was left, was to share the news with everyone else.
Nezu grinned. That was going to be interesting.
End
Hope y'all enjoyed this lads, this chapter was slightly shorter than the rest unfortunately. I couldn't see anything else worth adding sadly.
But I do hope you all liked it regardless, I most certainly did!
And now, our boy Bee is officially in U.A
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