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The interview ended, contracts were signed, and bows exchanged.
Rudra, Layla, and Gwen stepped out of U.A.'s main gate with the cool Musutafu breeze brushing their faces—
The beginning of a new chapter.
Principal Nezu had personally handed Rudra a small slip of paper.
"For your agency grounds,"
Nezu had said with a pleasant smile.
"A trusted pro hero handles real-estate across Japan. Contact him—he will help."
Written on the paper.
Hero Name: TerraForge
Civilian Name: Daigo Ishimura
Quirk: "Geo-Architect" —
The ability to shape land, soil, bedrock and terrain as if molding clay;
Stabilizes unstable ground and forms foundations instantly.
A hero whose quirk itself was made for construction.
Nagano...
Forests, Mountains, Silence...
The train ride from Musutafu to Nagano took hours.
But for Rudra, the moment he stepped out, he felt it—
The stillness of nature wrapped around him like a familiar cloak.
Mountains layered the horizon.
Cold mist drifted between cedar trees.
Small villages dotted the slopes, smoke curling gently from chimneys.
Birds, untouched by city chaos, circled above.
Layla inhaled deeply.
"...."
"This place… feels alive,"
She whispered, brushing her fingers over a blooming wildflower.
Gwen folded her arms, surveying the endless forest.
"Hmph. Pretty. But isolated."
Yet her eyes softened—
She liked it more than she expected.
For hero agencies,
Nagano was considered a dead zone.
Wild, wild Pussycats kept an office here,
And maybe ten small agencies scattered around—
But that was it.
Peaceful forests.
Low crime.
No spotlight.
No glory.
Perfect for Rudra—
Who did not want attention for the time being.
And Being a Nature's Son
Perfect for Layla—
Who adored nature.Dangerous for Gwen—too quiet for her schemes.
But ideal for S.H.I.L.D.'s Head Quaters.
A black SUV rolled up the dirt road ahead.
A man stepped out—
Broad shoulders, thick arms, square jaw dusted with stubble.
His hands were rough as stone, and the ground subtly shifted with each step he took.
"Ra-One, right?"
He greeted with a deep rumble.
"Name's Daigo Ishimura—Terra Forge. Nezu said you'd be coming."
Rudra bowed slightly.
"Thank you for taking the time."
Daigo chuckled.
-Chuckle
"For Nezu, for U.A. teachers, and for heroes who actually want to build something… there is always time."
He gestured to the land behind him.
"Five acres. Forest boundary on three sides. A natural water stream. Good isolation—not too far from the nearest rail line. And most important…"
He placed a hand on the soil.
The earth rippled—
-Ripple -Ripple
Smooth, controlled, like a breath.
"Stable ground. Perfect for a headquarters, training dome, dormitory—whatever you want."
Rudra stepped forward, inhaling the scent of pine and earth.
And nodded in approve.
Gwen walked ahead, tapping her cheek.
"So this will be… HQ?"
Her tone was neutral, hiding her calculations.
Layla closed her eyes, smiling wide.
"It feels right."
Rudra nodded once.
-Nod
"I'll take it."
Daigo didn't waste time.
"Good. Sign here."
Paperwork exchanged hands.
A concise, firm handshake sealed the deal.
"You building alone?"
Daigo asked.
"I can assemble a team. Geo-Architect quirks speed everything up."
Rudra shook his head gently.
"I'll manage the structure myself. But I'll need your quirk for initial groundwork."
Daigo blinked, surprised but nodded.
"Then I'll flatten the foundation tomorrow. The rest… I'd love to see how America's Rank 2 works."
Evening settled by the time Daigo left.
Rudra stood on the land, the forest wind brushing his coat.
He activated his skill Artificer [Intermediate] system softly through thought—
Blue neon light pulsed in his vision,
"...."
Overlaying blueprint grids across the open space.
S.H.I.L.D. Headquarters—
A training field.
A research basement.
An underground armory.
A main hall.
Hero quarters.
Staff quarters.
A nature integration dome for Layla.
A tech bay specifically installed for Gwen.
Yes… this land had potential.
He took out his phone and dialed the builder contact Principal Nezu recommended.
"This is Ra-One,"
He said.
"I'll need construction assistance. Immediately."
Layla turned toward him, green eyes gentle.
"Building again so soon?"
Rudra smiled faintly.
"A teacher needs a home. A hero needs a base..."
Gwen, who had been looking at the forest with quiet thought, glanced at him sharply.
"...."
Rudra didn't elaborate.
The wind rustled through the pines,
Whispering that Nagano had just accepted three new destinies.
The village near the construction site was quiet and serene,
Built along the side of a ridge where steam naturally rose through cracks in the mountain.
The artificial hot-spring resort mimicked the warmth of volcanic springs,
A favorite of hikers and retired villagers.
Rudra, Layla, and Gwen checked in, received their keys,
And split into two rooms—
Rudra alone, the girls together.
Steam rolled over the stone tiles of the open-air bath.
Rudra sank deeper into the hot water,
"...."
"...."
"...."
Letting his divine body relax after months of endless chaos.
His mind, however, was already running calculations.
'Tomorrow, the headquarters construction begins.'
After the bath, he returned to his room, dressed in dark casual wear,
And stepped out into the chilly night.
The village shop glowed warmly at the corner—
Old wooden sign, a bell above the door.
Inside, he bought:
Rolls of measuring parchment,
Drafting ink,
Precise metallic rulers,
Chalk compounds.
Reinforced blueprint sheets used by architects.
The old shopkeeper looked up at Rudra,
Smiling with toothless warmth.
"Big project, young man?"
Rudra returned a gentle nod.
-Nod
"A long one."
By midnight, his room floor was covered with sheets.
Golden sparks shimmered across his irises as his Artificer skill activated—
Lines, curves, circuits, foundations, ventilation shafts, energy conduits, hidden passages, and security fail safes flowed from his hand with impossible precision.
By dawn, the blueprint was complete.
A multi-layer fortress, hidden beneath natural terrain,
With advanced technology seamlessly integrated into nature.
Rudra set down his pen and stretched.
"Tomorrow… it begins."
Sleep took him instantly.
Next Morning...
Construction Site, 10:00 AM...
The sun was bright above Nagano's ridges when engines rumbled through the forest path.
A convoy of trucks rolled in,
Each carrying reinforced steel, excavation gear, and support equipment.
At the head of the convoy stepped down a tall,
Muscular man wearing a yellow safety jacket,
A utility belt, and a hard hat decorated with metallic plates.
His handshake was firm, confident.
"Hero Name: IronFrame."
Civilian Name: Rintaro Kurogane.
Quirk: 'Steel Bend'
— capable of molding, shaping, and welding any metal with bare hands as if it were soft clay.
A legend among Japan's construction heroes.
He whistled sharply when Rudra handed him the rolled blueprint.
"This is… not normal Japanese architecture."
He unrolled the sheet fully.
His pupils shrank.
"...."
"Multiple subterranean layers… reinforced vibration-damping pillars… anti-breach security grid… a nature-integrated dome… an underground training cavern… and—what even is this mechanism?"
Rudra folded his arms calmly.
"That part is custom. Treat it as a reinforced sealed chamber."
Iron Frame stared again.
"Sir… you're asking for a headquarters, a fortress, a training facility, and a research lab all combined into one. Most agencies take five years to finish something like this."
Rudra didn't blink.
"I need it in six months."
IronFrame choked on air.
"…Six?"
A moment passed as his brain processed the impossible.
Then the hero's gaze sharpened.
"So this is how America's Rank 2 builds, huh?"
His team—
Equally stunned—
"...."
"...."
"...."
Whispered behind him.
"Is this a secret military base?"
"Look at the structural equations—this isn't normal…"
"He's rich. Definitely rich."
Iron Frame rubbed his temples.
-Sigh
"Alright. Let me discuss this with my men."
Thirty Minutes Later...
Iron Frame returned with a clipboard.
A thoughtful expression just barely masking disbelief.
"We've calculated the manpower, material, schedule, and hazard risk."
He inhaled deeply.
"For this scale, with this complexity… the total cost will be—"
He quoted the number.
Layla turned pale.
Gwen raised her brows, impressed.
Rudra simply nodded.
-Nod
"Approved."
Iron Frame froze.
"…That's it? No negotiation?"
"You've given an honest estimate,"
Rudra replied.
"And I value good work."
Iron Frame stared at him for a long moment—
Then broke into a grin.
-Grin
"...."
"You're one crazy foreigner, Ra-One. Fine. We'll build your fortress. And it'll be the best structure Nagano has ever seen."
He clapped his hands loudly.
"Alright, team! Move out! Mark the perimeter, unload equipment! We start the prep-work now!"
Dozens of workers sprang into motion.
Rudra stepped forward, his voice steady.
"Tera Forge is arriving tomorrow to prepare the land. Until then—do all preliminary measurements."
Iron Frame blinked.
-Blink
"You got Terra Forge too?"
"Yes."
Iron Frame turned to his men.
"Boys… we're building history."
A WEEK PASSED...
A week slipped by like quiet wind across the Nagano forests.
Layla and Gwen remained behind,
Having rented a small house near the construction site.
They oversaw Iron Frame's team, sending Rudra occasional updates.
If any structural or design issue arose,
Rudra would fly back instantly —
But for now, things progressed smoothly.
Today, however, was different.
Today…
U.A. began its new school year.
Rudra stood before the iconic high tech gates which would soon be easily bypassed by the villains,
Hands in pockets,
Wearing a neat black collared shirt beneath a white coat that marked him as faculty.
Students buzzed past him —
"...."
"...."
"...."
Laughter, chatter, nervous breaths —
The usual symphony of a first day.
Then he saw the familiar scene unfold.
Midoriya Izuku, wearing his brand-new U.A.
Uniform and a bright yellow school bag, standing stiff and determined as if the weight of destiny was on his shoulders.
"...."
Izuku inhaled deeply.
-Sigh
"This is it. I finally made it…"
Then his toe caught the edge of the sidewalk.
"...."
Rudra's brows lifted.
'Here it comes.'
Midoriya fell as he was still continuing his monologue —
But before he could collide with the concrete—
"W-whoa! Careful!"
Uraraka Ochako tapped her fingers together,
Activating her Zero Gravity.
Izuku floated upward like a deflated balloon, flailing his arms.
"Ah—ah!! Thank you!! Sorry!! I'm sorry!!!"
Rudra passed by them with a small amused chuckle.
-Chuckle
'Some things in this world truly never change...'
He walked across the courtyard,
Through the sliding doors, and toward the staff room.
U.A. Staff Office...
When Rudra stepped in, the quiet room buzzed with paperwork, muted conversations, and the soft hum of the air conditioner.
He took a seat at the empty desk assigned to him,
"...."
Glancing at the schedule pinned on it.
First day.
Last period.
Class 1-A.
Perfect.
"...."
It meant he had half a day to simply observe and absorb the academy's atmosphere.
He leaned back, relaxing—
"Oho-ho~ Look who finally arrived."
A playful, sultry voice curled into the air.
Rudra glanced sideways and saw her:
Midnight.
Leaning on his desk with an elbow,
Hair cascading like dark silk,
Eyes half-lidded in teasing mischief.
"Well, well, Ra-One,"
She purred with a smile tugging her glossy lips,
"U.A.'s newest star instructor… and you've already got the whole faculty whispering."
Rudra snorted softly.
-Snort
"I didn't even do anything yet."
"That's exactly why they're whispering,"
She winked.
-Wink
"You're mysterious. Strong. Handsome. And you actually survived America's media. That alone makes you terrifying."
Rudra chuckled.
-Chuckle
Midnight straightened up, crossing her arms with a grin.
-Grin
"You know… You and Aizawa might get along."
Rudra blinked.
-Blink
"...."
"Aizawa? Why?"
Midnight tapped her chin dramatically.
-Hmm
"Well—"
She said cheerfully,
"He likes to sleep. You look like the type who enjoys peace. Put you in the same room long enough, and I bet you two would form a sleeping cult."
Rudra smirked.
-Smirk
"In that case, I should buy a caterpillar sleeping bag."
There was a perfect two-second pause.
"...."
"...."
-HAHA!
-HAHA!
Then both of them burst into uncontrollable laughter,
Drawing a few confused glances from other teachers.
Midnight wiped a tear from her eye.
"Ahh… I needed that. First-day stress, you know."
Rudra nodded.
-Nod
"I get that. But don't worry — I only have one class today. Class 1-A. The last period."
Midnight smirked knowingly.
-Smirk
"Ohhh~ You're meeting them today? There infamous troublemakers there? Good luck."
Rudra raised an eyebrow.
"Troublemakers?"
"You'll see,"
She sang, flicking her whip playfully as she walked toward the exit.
The door closed behind her.
-Thud.
Rudra exhaled silently.
-Sigh
"...."
He leaned back in his chair.
Lunch at U.A. was far better than Rudra expected.
Lunch Rush had prepared curry rice so fragrant that even he —
Someone who had eaten delicacies across multiple places —
Paused just to savor the aroma.
Students chattered around him,
Whispering excitedly at the sight of the newly arrived American Rank 2 hero casually eating among them.
"...."
"...."
"...."
But he didn't linger.
Class 1-A awaited.
Rudra left the cafeteria,
Hands tucked into the pockets of his coat,
Boots echoing lightly as he walked through the bright U.A. halls.
He could hear the muffled excitement of students,
The rush of footsteps,
The occasional explosion-like sound that likely belonged to Bakugou.
Then—
BRRRRRING!
The bell rang.
His first class at U.A. had officially begun.
"...."
Rudra exhaled softly.
"…Here we go."
He activated the nano-trigger on his wrist.
His hero suit —
The iconic Ra-One armor —
Rippled across his body like flowing liquid metal,
The mask forming last with its sharp android-like contours and ominous red glowing eyes.
'U.A. teachers must appear in their hero uniforms when teaching — a rule he found amusing but respected.'
He slid open the classroom door.
-Click
Class 1-A...
The moment Rudra stepped inside,
The room fell into dead silence.
Twenty pairs of eyes widened.
Twenty hearts froze for a beat.
Then, like a balloon popping—
"EHHHHHHHH!?!?!?"
Izuku Midoriya shot to his feet,
Finger trembling as he pointed straight at Rudra.
"R-R-RA-ONE!! I-It's actually him!! Th-the Rank 2 American hero—he—he's—he's in our class!!!"
The room erupted.
"Kyaaaaa!! He's so cool!!"
"Wait—WHY IS A WORLD-CLASS HERO HERE!?"
"His suit—look at it!!"
"That mask—bro, is that nano-technology?!"
"He looks like he could punch a Villan into orbit…"
Rudra raised his hand calmly.
"...."
The room quieted instantly —
Starstruck.
Removing the mask, he placed it gently on the desk.
His expression relaxed, approachable.
"Settle down, everyone. I know you're surprised — but let me introduce myself properly."
He picked up a piece of chalk and wrote in clean, fluid strokes.
Rudra Eswar
Hero Name: Ra-One
Position: Creativity Professor
Turning back to the class, he offered a small smile.
"I am your Creativity and Quirk Applications instructor from today onward. My job is simple — to help you understand yourselves, expand your potential, and grow strong… the right way."
Students leaned forward, hanging onto every word.
Rudra's eyes swept across the room —
"...."
Familiar faces from a show he once watched now sitting in front of him as real, breathing people.
Midoriya vibrating with excitement.
Bakugo scowling like someone stole his lunch.
Todoroki quiet and observant.
"...."
"...."
"...."
Jiro pretending not to be interested but definitely interested.
Momo analyzing him like a textbook.
Kirishima grinning ear to ear.
'This is surreal,'
Rudra thought.
He placed the chalk down.
"Since this is our first session, we'll keep things simple today. I want to understand how you think — not how powerful you are. That comes later."
A few students nodded eagerly.
-Nods
"...."
Rudra continued, pacing slowly before the class.
"Creativity is not about drawing or inventing. It is about seeing possibilities others can't. Understanding your quirk… and then breaking its limits."
A faint pulse of red light ran across the circuitry lines on his suit —
Subtle, but the class gasped.
"For now,"
Rudra said, raising the chalk again,
"let's begin with a question."
He wrote on the board.
"What kind of hero do you want to become? And… why?"
The room went still.
Midoriya's eyes sparkled.
Uraraka's expression softened.
Even Bakugo paused.
"Answer honestly,"
Rudra said.
"This will shape how I train each of you from this moment forward."
A quiet excitement filled the room.
Rudra folded his arms and leaned against the desk, smiling faintly.
'First step… complete.'
After the Class...
Rudra stepped out of Class 1-A with the faint echo of the students' excitement still clinging to the air.
Even Bakugo's annoyed grumbling and Midoriya's frantic fanboy scribbling couldn't hide the energy in the room.
But his work wasn't done.
He moved through the quiet hallway toward the principal's office.
U.A.'s sunlight-filled corridors gave the illusion of peace —
As if danger wasn't constantly lurking beyond its gates.
He knocked twice.
-Knock -Knock
Principal Office...
"Come in,"
Nezu's voice chimed.
Rudra stepped inside.
The principal sat behind his low desk,
Sipping tea with the same unreadable smile that could either soothe or terrify.
"Welcome back, Professor Rudra,"
Nezu greeted pleasantly.
"How was your first class?"
Rudra placed the neatly written report on the desk.
"Smooth. The class is talented. Motivated. They'll be easy to guide."
Nezu's eyes gleamed.
"Wonderful. I look forward to observing their progress under your instruction."
Rudra bowed politely.
"I'll take my leave then."
As he turned toward the door—
—the familiar chime echoed in his mind.
A translucent notification flickered across his vision.
[DING...]
[SYSTEM TASK – IDENTITY REINFORCEMENT]
[A group of villains has hijacked a jewelry shop nearby.]
[Number: 3]
[Threat Level: Moderate]
[Objective: Intervene as Ra-One and resolve the situation publicly.]
[Rewards:]
[10 ★ Heroic Reputation
100 Hope Points]
[Public Recognition Boost (Japan Region)]
Rudra let out a soft, resigned sigh.
-Sigh
"Of course… right when I was hoping for tea."
Nezu tilted his head, ears twitching.
"Is something the matter?"
Rudra simply smiled.
"No. Just another responsibility."
He left the office, walking calmly through U.A.'s courtyard as students milled about—
Unaware that a crime was unfolding just a few kilometers away.
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