Some time after the alarm incident.
I, Class A's number one super idol Midoriya Souko, had been enjoying a smooth-sailing school life with normal classes—aside from the incomprehensible mess called Foundational Hero Studies—and now found myself on a bus heading to a theme park called USJ.
Seating order? Four-Eyes made a fuss about it, but I ignored him and just got on wherever!
"Bandage-Sensei! I forgot my snacks! Stop at a convenience store on the way!"
"There's no convenience store on school grounds. Also, it's class time. Even if you brought them, don't eat them."
What a cold, salty response! My heart is torn to shreds! I need compensation for this!
I tried to raise my hand to complain, but Uraraka sitting next to me stopped me. Damn it, don't get in my way, Uraraka! There are times when a woman must do what must be done, even knowing she'll lose!
"Even if there was one, now's not the time! Definitely not!"
If skin-tight-suit Uraraka says so, I have no choice.
I'll let it go this time, Bandage-Sensei.
Still, Uraraka's so hot.
"Why is yours so tight and fitted? That's sexy."
"Eep!? You're bringing that up now?! And it's not sexy!"
Even if you say that...
I gave her a thorough look from the top of her head to the tips of her toes—her boobs are seriously pushed up, and her butt is sticking out... isn't that sexy?
"This is—I didn't write my requests properly, so it's not what I wanted... A-and you're one to talk, Niko! Your boobs are incredible too! You're the sexy one!"
Hah? Hey now, what are you talking about, Uraraka?
"There's no way a nice-bodied babe like me wouldn't get lecherous looks from the guys! Business as usual for me!"
"That's not something to be proud of!"
In the end, I'm using the suit that was mistakenly delivered first.
All Might didn't look happy about it, but if I don't wear this, I'd be stuck in that lame tracksuit, so no way.
Plus, the one I originally ordered apparently wasn't even made due to some mix-up and won't be coming even if I wait. The inspection showed no weird materials in it, the performance is really good, and it's convenient in many ways. Most importantly, it's apparently expensive, so I actually want it. It's school property, so I don't think I can sell it, but there's a chance I could get it as pajamas once it's worn out. It's pretty comfortable, this thing.
Huh? Didn't I say I didn't like fitted suits?
Well, it's not my preference, but after seeing Momo's hero suit, this seemed trivial. What even is hers? It's just straight-up porn.
"Hey, hey, Midoriya! Don't just talk to Uraraka—talk to me too!"
Ashido, the pink girl sitting across from me, waved her hand energetically to get my attention. Whoa, am I popular or what? I never refuse anyone, so I'm happy to oblige.
"Sure! Let's chat! Yeah!"
"Yeah! Let's chat!"
And so we stared at each other, but we didn't really have anything specific to talk about. So we played the hand-clapping game. It was fun. (Low-effort impression)
"...Midoriya, don't stand up in a moving bus. It's dangerous."
"It's fine, Sensei! I've mastered the Sanchin stance!"
"That's a sumo stomp. Stop it—it's bad for the boys' eyes."
Oops, I got it wrong.
That was a sumo stomp. My bad.
If I kept messing around, Bandage-Sensei looked ready to chop me, so I went back to my seat. Then my sleeve got tugged from the other side of Uraraka.
When I looked over, there was Frog Girl.
Oh right, she was sitting there.
"Ribbit. Midoriya, if you keep provoking Sensei, you'll get scolded again."
Apparently she was worried, ribbit.
What a good kid. Wait, what a good frog.
"But it's fine! It's rarer for me to not get scolded!"
"That's not something you should be proud of, Midoriya."
Tsk, tsk, tsk. You're wrong there, Frog Girl.
That kind of pointless confidence when you're young is what weaves the future.
"By the way, I've never seen your Quirk, Midoriya. What kind is it?"
"Ooh, getting right to the point, huh, Frog Girl? You really want to know? Really?"
"Call me Tsuyu. I'm interested, but if you don't want to say, I won't ask."
"My Quirk? I have two—one that breathes fire and one that pulls things toward me. Pretty cool, right? I can grab the remote or get juice while lying down."
"You're surprisingly straightforward about it... Two?"
"Two?!"
Our classmates' voices overlapped.
What now?
"Seriously, Midoriya?! Normally you only get one! And with those Quirks, you basically did most of the Quirk Apprehension Test without using them, didn't you?!"
Kirishima's pretty sharp.
"I only used the fire-breathing to sabotage Kacchan when he was running."
"What did you even use it for?! That didn't help your own score at all!"
Kacchan, sitting far away, clicked his tongue.
He probably remembered getting tricked back then.
Never let your guard down, Kacchan.
Kirishima slumped back in his chair with a thud.
"So I lost to a girl fair and square... damn it."
"Cheer up, Kirishima. You were just unlucky with your opponent."
That's right, he was unlucky with his opponent.
It's a mistake to compare yourself to the most beautiful, nice-bodied, athletically superior person in the world—me. Repent!
"Still, two Quirks. And one of them is flashy like breathing fire. My Hardening is strong in combat, but man, it's plain."
"Does your Hardening work down there too?"
"You really don't hold back with the awkward questions, Midoriya. I'm not telling you."
"'Not telling' means it does harden. The magic rock-hard di—"
"Niko! Stop! I won't let you say it!"
"That's not okay, Midoriya."
Uraraka covered my mouth.
Tsuyu held me back too.
"What are you even saying, Midoriya... hm?"
"Trade places with me, Kirishima..."
"I'd never trade with you."
Forbidden from dirty jokes, I reluctantly decided to have a normal conversation. The boring kind—Kacchan's embarrassing past. I was having a pretty good time talking while receiving everyone's excited gazes, but the moment I got to the Valentine's Day story, Kacchan came exploding over to shut me down.
What the hell! That was just getting to the good part! The hilarious misunderstanding scene where Kacchan came to return chocolate he thought was from me when it wasn't!
Why are you covering your face?! Don't get embarrassed now! Are you blushing? Are you blushing?! Hey, hey?! Also, that was your fault, wasn't it, Kacchan? You told me not to give you anything at school, even obligation chocolate, so I was properly planning to deliver it to your house after school! You idiot, why didn't you wait?!
Huh? What, Uraraka?
Huh? Chocolate? I give it to him every year. Since he usually treats me, at times like that, you know...?
What's wrong, Uraraka? Your face is so red. It's nothing? Well, if you say so.
"...I thought Bakugo was an asshole who flirts with his cute childhood friend despite having a personality like shit boiled in sewage, but... man, you have it rough, don't you?"
"...The hell's with that vocabulary of yours. I'll kill you."
"That's the weakest 'I'll kill you' I've ever heard from Bakugo."
"Midoriya, if you make any more noise, you're getting supplementary lessons."
"Souko's gonna be a good girl, meow!"
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