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Moving into the U.A. dorms was an experience. Izuku knew that he would be doing so, but he hadn’t expected the actual format for the dorms. Apparently there were three utterly massive buildings, one for each of the major courses. All three years of U.A.’s Heroics students roomed together in one building, as did the Gen. Ed and Business Course Students, and finally the support students got the last. That meant that Izuku would be in close proximity with Nejire and her friends.

He moved in early, invited by Nezu to come in whenever he wished. Students were free to come and go as they pleased as long as it did not interfere with classes. Some who didn’t have anything to go home to or who didn’t have good relationships with their families lived on campus year-round. The faculty saw no point in kicking them out and interrupting their training. If the students were serious about heroics, they knew that a month off was no excuse to be lazy.

He didn’t want to leave mom totally alone, but… well… sex. And free Quirk use! So as soon as Izuku officially graduated high school and had his ceremony with the rest of his class, he was already planning with Nejire.

“Zuzu!!!!!!!!” Nejire barreled into him like they hadn’t seen each other in months. It hadn’t even been a day. “Oh, I’m so excited!” She beamed at him, “Sensei agreed to join your room with mine, so now we have a super big one!”

Izuku chuckled, “You know, I legitimately thought you were barking up the wrong tree with that one.”

“Woof!” She giggled as she got out of his arms. “I’ll help!” She said, before they both went to the moving truck to grab his things. He was impressed by how strong she was, though he supposed he shouldn’t have been. He honestly didn’t have too much in the truck, but his family didn’t actually own a car so… “Hehe, this bed should be perfect!” She lifted the Alaskan King over her head. He wasn’t sure why they needed such a huge bed when they slept practically glued to each other, but that was what she had requested! It was still wrapped in the original plastic. He hadn’t thought they’d be able to get the double room but hadn’t had the heart to say ‘no’ to Nejire. Plus, he just had the money. His labor for beach cleaning may have been free, but he’d done such a good job that the city decided he deserved some compensation.

Izuku grabbed the boxes with the new bedframe as well, hefting the heavy furnishings easily, before grabbing his new desk as well. As they made their way up to the top floor, Izuku blinked at what had been done to the room. It looked completely natural, but it was twice as big as the room had been the last time he’d been inside of it. There were now two full verandas that were connected with a large wall between them, two full kitchens and pantries, and plenty of space for Izuku to set up his desk beside hers. And that was in addition to all the communal amenities there were downstairs, so the students could be as private or as extroverted as they liked! They even had a full, Olympic-sized heated pool in the basement! He had been surprised by how extra U.A. was with the student housing. Surprised but definitely impressed. He doubted other schools gave their students such impressive housing.

Nejire had also gotten rid of the full bed in the room, so they spent some time assembling their new one, which they fit to the wall separating the connected veranda. It was massive, but with the size of the room, appropriate. When they were done with that, Izuku built his new desk and finished moving the new fridge in. The room wasn’t quite split into a ‘his and her’s’ but they both had plenty of space. With everything done and moved in, Izuku thanked the truck driver and waved him off after paying him for the move. He took the opportunity to check the common kitchen and grinned when he saw how big and well-furnished it was. They could definitely make party-sized portions here if they ever wanted to.

When he got back, it was to the sight of his girlfriend luxuriating in the center of their massive bed. Naked. He wasted no time pulling off his clothes and joining her.

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The two lovers took a break two hours later, matted in sweat and feeling their bodies burn from Sexercise. She giggled tiredly on his chest, “I guess we can just cut the gym out of our daily routines.”

He smiled silently, kissing the top of her head. “Oh, I just remembered!” He said before opening his inventory. “Can you read this?”

Nejire blinked as he brought out Rennala’s Tome. They sat up and Izuku opened the book. “Glintstone Pebble?” She read aloud, “The most basic sorcery of the Academy of Reya Lucaria. Launch a small Glintstone projectile at your foes. This is a universal first step on the journey to true knowledge of sorcery. Uh, this is easy to read, Zuzu. Why wouldn’t I be able to read it?” She had question marks over her head.

Izuku chuckled, “Oh, that’s so cool.” He said, and more question marks appeared. “When I showed Mom, it was complete gibberish to her.”

“Really?” Nejire’s eyes widened, “But why?”

“Apparently you need to be ‘compatible with the sorceries within.’ I guess Mom wasn’t so she couldn’t even read the simplest spell.” Izuku told her, “But I guess you are.”

A blinding grin crossed her face, “I can learn magic?!” She squealed eagerly. “Oh, I love you, Zuzu!”

Izuku grinned and kissed her gently. “Love you too.” He said when he pulled back, “I haven’t tried to learn any of these yet. Want to start?”

“Yes!” She practically dove from the bed in her hurry to get dressed. “Let’s go to the training ground!”

“Hold on!” He laughed, “We have to study this first.” He held up the book.

Nejire deflated, “B-But magic!” She pouted tearfully at him.

“Back to bed, Missy.” Izuku ordered and she dropped her t-string (yellow, this time) dejectedly. “I tried casting Carian Sovereignty without the sword since I’ve used it so many times, and I couldn’t even get a whisper of moonlight.” He told her, “We have to learn them the hard way.”

“Oh.” Well, now she didn’t look so dejected. Let no one say Hadō Nejire wasn’t diligent! She hopped back into bed and snuggled up against him as they began to read and memorize all the theory behind the simple Glintstone Pebble.

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Most of the students had left for at least a while since classes were officially out until the first semester started in April, so Izuku and Nejire had the building mostly to themselves. That changed in the second week in March, when he finally met Togata Mirio for the first time, having left Nejire sleeping in their bed. She generally only slept for a few hours every two or three days, and ever since he had activated the werewolf race trait, the full moon always made him energetic even when it wasn’t actually out yet. “How’s it popping?” Izuku screamed and latched onto the set of stairs above him as a face grew out of the step on the stairs he had just been about to step on. “Ahahaha! What a reaction!” The blond with very… simplistic facial features laughed as he rose out of the stairs.

“Oh, you’re Togata-senpai!” Izuku said as he let go of the steps and fell down, landing nimbly. “Nejire-chan told me all about you!”

“Ahahaha!” Mirio laughed some more. “Not nearly as much as she’s told us about you! She hasn’t motormouthed that hard since year one!”

Izuku chuckled. He loved that girl. “Your Quirk is so cool! It lets you phase through matter, right?”

“Yup, yup!” Mirio grinned, “Strangely, she wouldn’t tell me a thing about your Quirk, despite swearing up and down that it was amazing.”

Izuku chuckled, “More like she couldn’t tell you. I have Black-level security clearance on my powers.”

“Holy crap!” Mirio’s eyes widened. “She was serious about that?!”

Izuku nodded, “I can tell whoever I want to and trust, but they can’t tell anyone else.”

“Wow, I never thought I would see the day!” Mirio laughed, before holding up a fist, “Want to spar, kōhai?”

A bloodthirsty grin crossed Izuku’s face. “Do I ever.”

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“THIS IS AWESOME, SENPAI!” Izuku cackled as he tried to slash Mirio with his claws, only for the other man to phase through it and try to deck him in the schnozz. Izuku turned to mist, allowing it to pass right through his head, and somersaulted away.

“AHAHAH! That’s my line, Izuku!” Mirio sank into the ground and vanished. Izuku landed and immediately turned, blocking a punch from Mirio, who had gotten behind him. “How are you already this good?” He continued to laugh as the two sprang away. “I didn’t make a sound, and you still found me!”

Izuku tapped his nose. “Can’t hide your smell!” He grinned, “Or your heartbeat.” He growled as his ethereal-looking silver fur started to cover him.

“Those are some top-class senses for sure!” Mirio whistled, “Let’s see how you handle this!” He stomped his foot and the both of them instantly phased into the ground.

“I didn’t think you could phase other things!” Izuku laughed as he misted fully and phased himself, “You’re seeming more and more like Shadowcat!”

“Ha! My Quirk’s not nearly that good!” Mirio said good-naturedly, “And it was hell to get this good with it!”

“I can imagine!” Izuku grinned, “Didn’t you lose your pants in your very first Heroics 101 class? Nejire told me about it.”

Mirio grinned back and shook his head, “Looks like I’ll never live that one down! I had just figured out how to phase other stuff, and I accidently used it on my clothes!” He stretched his arms and cracked a few of his joints, “How about we do a little Quirkless, kōhai?”

Izuku got rid of his wolf form immediately and cracked his knuckles. “Sounds good to me! And don’t go easy on me, senpai! I can take it!” The two threw themselves at one another, and it became clear to both of them immediately that Izuku was nowhere near as good at hand-to-hand as the older man. Izuku’s strength was much, much greater, but Mirio knew how to actually fight and put an utter beatdown on Izuku.

He took fists to the gut, elbows to the chin, and even got German Suplexed. He barely managed to touch Mirio once or twice, but the older boy definitely felt the few blows he landed. When they finally called an end to the spar, they were both panting. Mirio had a few bruises and Izuku would have been black and blue if his Regeneration hadn’t been up to the task of healing him.

“Dang, you’re actually incredible, kōhai.” Mirio laughed, “Even my classmates never want to go toe-to-toe with me like this! I’d love to make this a regular thing outside of classes!”

[Feat Achieved! Impress your incredibly-skilled senpai with your resilience! Silver Trait Ticket rewarded!]

Izuku grinned, “Can’t say I wouldn’t love that. You beat my ass, Senpai! Clearly I still have a lot to learn!”

Mirio laughed, “And you’ll learn it for sure. Those senses of yours are incredible and you’re strong! I’m sure you’ll be a great Hero!” Izuku beamed at the older man, “Anyway, I think I should go see RG for these bruises!” Mirio grabbed his jacket, “It was great meeting you!”

“Same here!” Izuku said. And to think, he had only come downstairs because he wanted to check out the amenities in the common area downstairs! The two went their separate ways, with Izuku racing back to the Heights Alliance dorms. As he went upstairs, again choosing to take the stairs rather than the elevators, he rolled his new ticket.

[You have rolled a Silver Trait Ticket!

Name: Sexy Times Are Free Times!]

Izuku’s right eye switched. ‘The Gacha helped you get an amazing girlfriend. The Gacha helped you get an amazing girlfriend. The Gacha helped you get an amazing girlfriend.’ He thought to himself like a mantra as he kept reading.

[Type: Trait.

Rarity: Elite (4.3)

Description: With such an extremely high libido, sex takes up too much time of your day! From now on, doing it will slow time down by a factor of sixty. An hour will pass for every minute that normally would. This effect will only activate while actively engaged in intimacy and sex must be the primary focus. You cannot use it to do your homework while your girlfriend hops on it.]

Izuku’s jaw dropped. “Holy fuck!” And to think that he had been worried that their grades would slip with how he and Nejire were all over each other! Now he was more worried about wearing out their new bed! He grinned as he closed the screen. He got back to his room and hopped in the shower. Nejire was sprawled on the mattress just like he had left her, snoring cutely. He got in and pulled her to him. She snorted a bit and then latched onto him like a sexy koala. He finally allowed himself to drift off to sleep.

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Nejire had been as ecstatic as he had been about his new power, and somehow just as happy about how he had earned it. She was thrilled that her boyfriend and one of her best friends had hit it off. And as the days crawled closer to April and more and more students started joining them at Heights Alliance, Izuku also got to meet Amajiki Tamaki (Mirio’s childhood friend and boyfriend) and Haya Yuyu, Nejire’s female best friend. Tamaki had a strong Quirk and was very skilled… but the personality of a flea. Izuku swore he felt some déjà vu meeting the man and secretly spent the rest of the day wondering if he could have ended up like that if he’d stayed in the awful situation named Aldera.

Izuku commiserated with him and wasn’t pushy at all. He understood. That helped bring Tamaki out of his shell, a little bit.

Yuyu, on the other hand, was very suspicious of him and grilled him about Nejire more than her parents had when he met them. Nejire actually had to sit on her for a bit when she saw how Izuku was relapsing into nervousness.

The second years arrived as well, and there were a lot more of them than the third years. Heroics were hyper competitive and if you couldn’t hack it in the program, you either got demoted to general education, got expelled from the school completely, or transferred to another school. And, of course, was the sad fact that some never got the chance to do any of those three. The third years had few students left standing, and Mirio, Tamaki, and Nejire stood at the top of the pack.

There was one young woman who moved in quite early compared to the other first years. U.A. didn’t have a move-in date per se, but more of a move-in deadline. The young Yaoyorozu Momo was a delight, even if she wasn’t the most… worldly. The reason for which rapidly became apparent to Izuku and Nejire when they decided to get to know her while helping with her move and saw the absolute beast of a moving truck she had. They didn’t know what she had in mind for the size of their rooms but knew for a fact that she was going to be disappointed. And indeed, the comical look of shock on her face and whispered, ‘It’s smaller than my closet!’ told them everything they needed to know.

But she was fun to be around and just so earnest that she was totally endearing despite being ‘Mansa Musa’ rich. And the fact that she was a total yamato nadeshiko with breasts bigger than Nejire’s made her very easy on the eyes. Izuku wasn’t paying much attention to the move and didn’t even realize that Nejire had made sure to get Momo a room on their floor. He had bit of a ‘sus’ moment when they decided to go back to their room for the night and just had to walk next door. They had fun getting to know her of the following weeks, and were delighted to see how cute and bubbly she was. Totally not what they would have expected from someone that rich.

Finally, the rest of Izuku’s classmates started arriving, and he and Nejire did their best to be helpful. The pair were friendly and excited and helped a bunch of the incoming first-years get moved in. With the way the building was set up and how often students dropped from the course, Nejire and Izuku had plenty of space on their floor. They were the only two living on it until Momo moved in.

That changed with the addition of Todoroki Fuyumi, a beautiful woman with white hair streaked heavily with red; Hagakure Tōru, a perky and utterly stunning young lady with a decent tan, iridescent hair that had strands of various different colors amidst a forest of chartreuse. Her eyes were also beautiful, with teal and yellow irises; Tokage Setsuna, who had somewhat sharp teeth and green hair almost the exact same shade as his. She was also a huge tease, delighting in trying to make him blush right from the first meeting; and finally, the last member of their floor was Tokoyami Fumikage, a raven-headed man with a very… goth aesthetic. Izuku found he wasn’t too into it when it was a guy doing it, much to Nejire’s amusement.

They also helped Ashido Mina – who was fully pink from her hair to her skin, with pretty golden eyes on black sclera. Her hair was long and super fluffy, reaching down to her butt. She also had winding, demonic-looking horns Izuku swore were straight out of Baldur’s Gate 3 and a nice, long, prehensile tail that wiggled in tune with her excitement. She was thiccc with three c’s! – get moved in.

Sadly, that was when things got annoying. “Deku?!”

‘Oh no.’ Izuku grunted as he turned around. It was exactly who he didn’t want to see. “Bakugō.” He sighed, “Long time no see.” Nejire lost her smile at his tone and turned around as well. She had a confused look on her face, wondering why Izuku had responded to that name.

“What the fuck are you doing here, bastard?” Katsuki growled out.

“I live here.” Izuku deadpanned, “Same as you. Let’s stay out of each other’s way, shall we?”

“Oh, you think you’re hot shit after three years, huh?” Katsuki’s eye twitched as he snarled. He cracked his knuckles, “You Quirkless little shi-.”

“Enough.” Nejire snapped. Katsuki turned angry eyes to her, “Don’t think you can just walk in here and start insulting people. If you’re here to be a Hero, then pack it up and put it away. Don’t think for a second that you can get away with an awful attitude or that the teachers won’t expel you if they think you’re a distraction.” She said, hands on her hips.

And that just made Katsuki angry, “And who the fuck are you, Pixie?”

“The second-ranked student in the school and your senpai.” Nejire instinctively knew it was time to pull rank. “Now apologize to Zuzu and buzz off!”

“Hah, you got a girlfriend, nerd? Still can’t fight for shit yourself, huh?” Katsuki jeered at Izuku, understanding that Nejire wasn’t a target. Not yet.

“Yes, I do.” Izuku wrapped an arm around Nejire’s waist, “And don’t worry, Kacchan, I’ll be glad to show you just what this ‘Quirkless little shit’ can do when classes start.” Katsuki snarled and his hand crackled with little explosions. Izuku let out a low growl as his teeth started to sharpen.

“Enough!” Mirio popped out of the ground between them, hands held out to ward both Izuku and Katsuki off. “You. Second floor, as far away as possible from him. Stay away from each other outside of classes.” He said firmly. When Katsuki didn’t move, Mirio turned to him fully. “Now, before I go grab Aizawa-sensei. You won’t even get the chance to unpack if I do that.”

A few more explosions crackled. “What the fuck ever.” Katsuki spat before spinning around. “Enjoy your time at the top. Soon enough, I’ll be Number One.” He grabbed a large suitcase and stomped away. The onlookers, who had felt stunned at seeing the sheer animosity between the two, finally relaxed.

“What the heck was that?” Mina blurted out, looking over at Izuku in shock. She hadn’t even thought he was capable of that kind of danger in potentia with how friendly and amicable he’d been to everyone else.

Izuku sighed, “Bakugō Katsuki. Big fish in the small pond of Aldera Primary School. Explosive Quirk that doubles as a vasodilator. A childhood friend turned vicious bully when all the praise got to his head and my Quirk didn’t come in.”

“Damn, Green. You alright?” Jirō Kyōka, another cutie with violet hair with a strange highlight that made it seem like a heartbeat on an ECG. Her earlobes were long and tipped in headphone jacks. She was much more slender than a lot of the other girls and had a punk aesthetic.

“Fine. Just hoping we ended up taking different electives so I don’t have to waste my time dealing with him too much.” Izuku shook his head. “We went to different high schools, and his temper seemed to cool after… after All Might…” He trailed off as everyone winced, looking down. He shook his head, “I had honestly hoped he would have grown up by now, but it looks like he’s right back to that shit attitude he always had.” He sighed in disappointment.

Mina growled, “I hate bullies.” She spat, glaring in the direction Katsuki had left in.

“So you’re really, Quirkless?” Setsuna grinned, “Holy shit dude, huge props for beating everyone else to get in.” She gave him a thumbs-up.

“Nah.” Izuku shook his head, “My powers eventually came in. He just never saw them.”

Setsuna’s grin widened, “Well now, that’s interesting.”

Nejire giggled, “Zuzu is super strong.” She hugged him. “I’m kind of sad I probably won’t get a chance to see him give explodobrat the business.”

Several of them laughed, and with that, things returned to normal. Mina immediately jumped in with a huge grin, asking if they were really dating, and that set off a whole stampede of gossip between the girls. Izuku had to glare daggers at one man – a diminutive one with what looked like giant grapes on his head - for some rather rude comments. Izuku and Nejire helped out the last remaining stragglers. After that, when the final new first year – a literally black-like-shadow man with silver hair – arrived, they started to get food together for a massive housewarming party.

Izuku was joined by quite a few others in the kitchen, and they produced a massive amount of food for everyone to enjoy. It ended up being one of the best days he’d ever had, with him and Nejire able to indulge in their curiosity about their new classmates and kōhais’ Quirks. There were so many super cool ones, from Mina’s Acid Control to Momo’s Creation, Fuyumi’s Fire-and-Ice Dual Quirk, Kaminari Denki’s Electrokinesis, and Uraraka Ochako’s Zero Gravity. Everyone was super cool about it too and had fun showing off their powers.

Izuku and Nejire went to bed with their hearts full and excitement coursing through them. They wouldn’t have gotten any sleep at all, but, well, his newest roll put in work.

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That Friday, they had their first assembly. Classes would officially begin on Monday, so they had the entire weekend to make their final preparations or even switch things around if they decided on different electives. Izuku walked into the massive auditorium, and he found himself sandwiched between Momo and Fuyumi. “Morning girls.”

They both smiled at him, “Good morning, Midoriya-kun.” Momo said.

“Are you excited for Monday?” Fuyumi asked. “I can’t believe we’re finally here! Dad was so mad when they changed the age for heroics.” And that was to say nothing about how upset he was that he became Number One by default. It had been the only moment since Touya’s death where Fuyumi had been legitimately afraid that her parents were going to split up.

“Same!” Izuku laughed, “Though I’m glad they made the change. Before high school, I was a bit of a loser and definitely wouldn’t have made it in.” Both of the girls’ eyes widened. “Truth be told, letting teenagers fresh out of high school throw themselves into danger was not the… brightest idea society has ever had. Even pro athletes were college graduates before Quirks really became a thing.”

“True enough.” Momo chuckled good-naturedly.

They continued to chat as the students filled in. Izuku could see that there were people of all ages in here. Late admissions had a different exam they took, so he hadn’t seen any older folk during the regular exam. This was also the assembly for all first years, not just the heroics students.

Fuyumi let out a sigh of relief, “Is it bad of me to say that I’m super glad all the seats around us are filled?” She looked over at a grumpy and pouting Mineta, who was surrounded by guys, with all the girls giving him a wide berth. “How the hell did he get in?” She whined.

Momo frowned, “He was staring at my chest and backside all day yesterday.”

Izuku growled as he looked over where they were looking at. “He even flirted with Nejire and made all sorts of scummy comments under his breath when she told him to buzz off. I’ve never been tempted to use violence as the first resort before.”

“Presumably, he has some good sides.” Fuyumi said with a note of disbelief in her voice. “Presumably.”

“I just hope I don’t have many classes with him. I felt very uncomfortable every time he was near me in the dorms.” Momo said, before muttering, “Thank goodness all the rooms on our floor were already filled.”

Whatever response they were going to give was interrupted. “Welcome, one and all!” Principal Nezu hopped onto the podium and waved at all of them. Behind him were all the teachers of the school, and Izuku almost started vibrating in place as he gleefully stared at all of them. Vlad King, Eraserhead, Thirteen, Miss Midnight, Present Mic, and Cementoss were the ones he had already known about coming in. Beyond that though, they had Recovery Girl (He wasn’t sure if she actually taught anything,) Lunch Rush, Snipe, and Hound Dog. Power Loader was the Support Track teacher, so Izuku wasn’t sure if he’d be learning anything from him. But then, there she was. Miruko. He almost hadn’t believed Nejire when she had told him about her. He had to bit back a squeal at the thought that she was going to be their main heroics teacher.

And there was even a surprise Nejire hadn’t told him about. Lady Freaking Nagant!

“So, I’ll try not to keep you all too long,” Nezu chuckled, “So let’s just get the important stuff out of the way. First of all, my office is always open.” He declared, “We try to maintain good relationships between staff and students, but there are always points of friction. If at any point, a teacher is making you feel uncomfortable for whatever reason and you cannot resolve it, I will be here.” He paused to let that sink in. “We have not had such an incident in over ten years, so I hope it will remain that way. Now, allow me to introduce our two guidance counselors: Miss Midnight and Hound Dog.” The beautiful woman and rough-looking wolf-man raised their hands and waved. “You can find their office hours in your student portals.”

He moved his paws behind his back, “Now, not everyone here is studying under the same track, but that doesn’t mean that there can’t be any overlap. Perhaps you wish to be a police officer! Well, you don’t need to be in the Hero track to take self-defense and anti-personnel classes with Eraserhead here.” He waved a paw at the exhausted-looking man sitting stiffly in his chair. “And you can also earn your firearms certifications with either Snipe or Lady Nagant.” He raised both hands, “The world is your oyster here at U.A. There are a few mandatory classes everyone must take. We want you to leave this institution with the best education we can give you regardless of which track you’re following and what your career goals are.” He beamed at all them, “The deadline for finalizing all of your classes and electives is Sunday night. We’re efficient here, at U.A., and will ensure everything is ready in the morning. Now, please give it up for our Vice Principal: Miss Midnight, who will be speaking directly to our forty Hero Track Students.”

Miss Midnight sashayed up and gave them all a brilliant smile. “Well now, my little morsels.” Blushes rose of dozens of faces, “Welcome to U.A.! You all earned your places here! Now, don’t just tune out just because my messages will be directly to the Hero Students. I’m sure many of you on the outside looking in are eager to try to earn your spots, and that’s certainly very doable!”

Izuku could see the excitement in the faces of the general education students. “Now, there are many types of Heroes in the world!” Midnight declared, “And not everyone is suited for every field of heroics. It is our job to ensure you all get the best education you can to maximize your success once you’re outside our walls. As such, the primary and most important subject you will take throughout your time here will be Heroics itself. You will be required to pass Heroics 101, 201, and 301 before you can even think of becoming Pros! You forty and any who happen to join you will be split into two blocks, A and B, to keep the class sizes small and more… intimate.” Again, heavy blushes crossed many faces as she licked her lips. “That will ensure your teachers are better able to prepare you individually than they would with a more regular class size. Miruko here will be ready and eager to whip you lot into shape, with Vlad King and Eraserhead assisting occasionally!” A savage grin crossed Miruko’s face and Izuku could feel the intimidation coursing through some of the students.

Miss Midnight beamed at them, “But beyond that are your specializations! You can take medical care and nursing with our very own Recovery Girl! As mentioned, you can earn your firearms certifications with Lady Nagant and Snipe! You can focus on Rescue training with Thirteen! Underground Heroics with Eraserhead. Principal Nezu himself teaches Law! There’s even the Idol track with yours truly! All of your options will be available on your Student Portal. Choose well!” She suddenly cracked her whip and made most of them jump, “We expect the world out of all of you darlings! So we’re going to push you and push you until you either break or walk out of these doors as great Heroes.”

Everyone clapped as she waved and went back to her seat. “Thank you, Midnight-Sensei.” Nezu grinned, “Now, one final word and advice! Take the world at your pace. There’s no shame being a five-year veteran here at U.A. This isn’t a high school any longer, but a university! Everyone learns at different rates. Many of you require different amounts of sleep to function well! The worst thing you can do for yourself is burn out a promising career attempting to do too much at once!” His smile looked a little evil. “If you do break and leave the Hero Course, it should be because you truly could not handle it, not because you tried to fit fifteen classes into one semester! YOU are responsible for your own success! No one else! I look forward to seeing you in class! Welcome to your Hero Academia! Plus Ultra!”

“PLUS ULTRA!” The students all roared.

“And now, here’s Power Loader with some words for the Support Students!” Nezu declared, and most of the heroics students immediately tuned out.

“Good speech.” Izuku said, smiling slightly.

“Indeed.” Momo agreed, “I’m quite looking forward to finalizing my options. I already have chosen most of my educational courses but was curious to get more information on the Heroics classes.”

Fuyumi laughed, “Just remember what he said, Yaoyorozu-chan! Don’t burn yourself out!”

Momo laughed and, with a faux-haughty tone, said, “Please. I read encyclopedias for fun.” The trio shared a laugh. They kind of paid attention to the Support Track notices as well, but there wasn’t much to them besides the fact that Hero Students and Support Students were encouraged to network, since today’s students would be tomorrow’s technicians. A good relationship now could be worth its weight in gold later.

Finally, they wrapped things up, and the scruffy-looking man who looked like he wanted to be anywhere but there stood. “To those of you designated as Group A.” He got their attention immediately. “Monday morning at eight sharp. Athletics Field A in your gym uniforms. Do not be late.” That was all he had to say before he walked away.

Several of the students shivered a bit at the ice in his tone.

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Group A trudged onto the Athletics Field that Monday morning. Most of them felt optimistically excited, though several of the more savvy or ‘in-the-know’ students were nervous about what Aizawa had in store for them. Izuku’s class group was pretty eclectic. Izuku himself was joined by Fuyumi and Momo on his way in. He and Momo were already friends, and Fuyumi slotted into their tiny clique almost instantly. Slowly, the rest of his group arrived. Mina, Tōru, and Kyōka were the first to arrive, and Utsushimi Camie and Kodai Yui rounded off their girls. Mina’s redheaded friend Kirishima Eijiro was the first of the guys Izuku learned the name of, and the class was rounded off with Aoyama Yūga, Iida Tenya, Bakugō Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Kōda Kōji, Sato Rikido, Shōji Mezō, Shōda Nirengeki, Sero Hanta, Tokoyami Fumikage, and, to Izuku’s displeasure, Mineta Minoru.

He wasn’t the only one displeased, since all the girls were either glaring at him or avoiding him entirely. He had not endeared himself to any of them over the weekend. A few of the guys gave him a try, but he was so girl-obsessed that even Kaminari was hesitant to befriend him.

“Good, you didn’t keep me waiting.” Aizawa said once they were all standing before him several days later. “Now, I’m sure you’re wondering what I’m doing here. Miruko is the Heroics teacher, is she not?” Several of his classmates nodded. “To put it bluntly, Miruko doesn’t have the time or patience to waste babysitting brats.” Frowns crossed all of their faces. “So we’re going to play some games here today and see if all of you deserve to even make it to her first class.” Several of his classmates winced or gasped in fear. Most of them already did not like Aizawa. Even Izuku was on that train, not liking how much of a hard ass the man was. “Midoriya, step up.” Izuku strode forward, “You came in first place in the entrance exam-” Aizawa started to say when he was interrupted.

“WHAT?!” Katsuki exploded.

Izuku swore he heard Aizawa’s neck actively creaking as he turned to stare at Katsuki. “Did I ask for commentary, Bakugō?” Katsuki ground his teeth and looked like he was about to blow a gasket. “Well?”

“No, sir.” Katsuki managed to get out.

“Then why did you speak?” Aizawa asked, glaring at the ash-blonde. “That’s a rhetorical question.” He said before Katsuki could respond. “I’ve seen hundreds of arrogant students like you. You’re a big fish coming out of a small pond and think the world owes you success. Grow up before you end up with a black mark on your record.”

At least three students shivered at the arctic chill in Aizawa’s tone. “Yes, Sir.” Katsuki ground out.

Aizawa turned back to Izuku, “As I was saying, you came in first in the entrance exam and broke All Might’s old record.” Katsuki had to bite his tongue and several of the others gasped. Izuku deadpanned at the casual reveal of information that didn’t need to be revealed. “How far could you toss a softball in high school?”

“Uhh, in my last year, I hit a hundred-and-twenty-five meters, I think.” Izuku replied. That had been early in the year though, so before all his gains.

“Not bad.” Aizawa tossed him a ball and indicated the circle on the ground. “Then I’m sure you know what to do with this. The only difference is that this time, you’ll be using your Quirk. Do whatever you like as long as you don’t leave the circle.”

Katsuki finally felt something other than anger. He smirked, ready and waiting to see Deku eat shit.

Izuku tossed the ball up and down as he walked to the circle. His muscles bulged and fur started to form beneath his uniform as he wound up and hurled the ball with all his might. There was a blast of wind from his throw that ruffled the clothes of everyone in sight.

Katsuki’s jaw dropped. ‘Wh-What the fuck was that? That- did that motherfucker have a Quirk this whole time?!’ Every cell in his body wanted to grab Deku by the lapels and shake the truth out of him, but it only took a glance in Aizawa’s direction for him to see that the man’s attention was more on Katsuki than the tracker in his hand. He stewed in his rage as the tracker continued to tick over.

Finally, it dinged, “Twenty Kilometers.” Aizawa said evenly as everyone marveled at Izuku’s score. “Not bad, kid.” He turned to look at all of them, “This is what we’re here to do today: Establish your baseline. Not all Heroes are meatheads who beat on villains, but all Heroes must be fit and prepared to respond to each and every threat. Softball throw, standing long jump, fifty-meter dash, endurance running, grip strength, side-to-side stepping, upper body training, and seated toe-touch. You’ve done all of those before, throughout middle and high school. Well, we’re going to do all of them again, except the fifty-meter will be the hundred-meter instead. We’ll be adding on the fifteen-hundred-meter dash, reflex testing, weightlifting, the vertical jump, and finally, impact testing on the striking machine. You’ll be allowed to use your Quirks for all of it. It’s time to test what you’re truly made of, and what limits you’ll be looking to surpass. We’ll be doing this again after your finals at the end of term. So give it your all.”

Excitement surged through the class as they looked at one another competitively. “This should be fun!” Mina exclaimed as she cracked her knuckles.

“Fun?” Aizawa zeroed in on her, “You’re hoping to become Heroes, and you think it’ll be fun and games?” Mina curdled at his intense look. “Fine then. Let’s add some more fun to this. The one with the lowest score here will be judged as hopeless and expelled.”

“Yo, isn’t that like, foul play man?” Utsushimi Camie, a fawn-haired girl with pouty lips, frowned, “Not everyone has Quirks that help with physical events, man. That’s totally not cool!”

Aizawa snorted, “Like I said, unless you plan on being a pencil pusher, Heroes are first responders before anything. First ones there, and usually last ones out. If you can’t handle such a simple test then you have no business being a Hero. Natural disasters, highway pileups, rampaging villains… none of that will wait for you to show up or catch your breath. The world is full of unfair things. We’re the ones who correct that unfairness. So use your strength to overcome it or go home. That’s Plus Ultra.” He smirked at them, displaying an actual (creepy) smile for the first time.

Izuku heard Momo mumble, “He’s laying it on a bit thick, isn’t he?”

He leaned in, “The final year where U.A. was a High School, he expelled his entire first year class.” Momo’s spine went stiff, and her eyes nearly fell out of her head, “Teachers here have power other schools don’t. Just take it seriously and you’ll be fine.”

Aizawa brushed his hair back, “The demonstration is over. We’re here already, so we’ll start with the ball toss. Aoyama, you’re up.”

Izuku settled back to watch. He had already done his throw, so he was free to see most of their Quirks in action for the first time. Aoyama blasted the ball with his Navel Laser and got a few hundred meters. Mina used her ability to produce acid to make the ground slick. She spun like a top to add momentum to the ball and chucked it even further than Aoyama’s laser had pushed it. Iida stiffly held the ball before punting it over a kilometer. He had pipes coming out of his calves, and that told Izuku he was probably related to Ingenium!

Camie also chose to kick it, getting an impressive hundred-and-fifty meters. Pro soccer players of the past, eat your hearts out! Kaminari was the first one to ask a question before doing anything, “Hey, so if I use my electricity, will the tracker still work?”

Aizawa snorted, “If you manage to burn it out, I’ll give you double the score you actually get.”

Kaminari grinned before chucking the ball. It looked just like a normal throw, to their confusion. And then a pinpoint blast of lightning hit the ball and sent it further. And then another. And then another. By the time it landed, it was two-kilometers away. He might even have been able to get it farther, but it was rather hard to aim the lightning after a while.

Kirishima’s arm hardened like a rock as he threw. It was not only defensive but increased his strength too! Kōda had an interesting method. He called a bird down and it grabbed the ball before winging it away. He got a kilometer and a half for his trouble.

Yui was up next, and she had a bored look on her face. Izuku paused and squinted. ‘No, not bored. She looks intense. Maybe she’s a kuudere?’ He mused. He was eager to see her Quirk in action. She put the ball on the ground, to Izuku’s confusion, before the ground started to warp. A massive spike of earth appeared all of a sudden, launching the ball so quickly several of the other students screamed in shock. She got three kilometers for her technique.

Sato was next, and he seemed to eat something before bulking up. He tossed the ball just shy of five hundred meters. ‘Hmm, body enhancer based on a consumable.’ Izuku mused, ‘Not bad, but doesn’t seem too strong.’ Shōji surprised them all by growing more and more arms on his body, forming a ‘super arm’ that threw the ball. It went a bit further than Sato’s attempt. Nirengeki was next, and he punted the ball like Iida had. It went much less distance than the Ingenium family member, but as soon as it hit its apex, it seemed to get launched again. He ended up getting three hundred meters.

Izuku was quite eager to see what Kyōka could do, and what she could do was sing. An absolutely angelic noise came out of her throat, forming a directional sound blast that they could barely hear. The ball was pushed far away, over a kilometer!

Sero was next, and Izuku felt very bad that his first thought when seeing the man’s Quirk was ‘knockoff Spider-Man.’ Sero wrapped tape around the ball and used it like a bola, swinging it over his head before launching it. It went farther than Nirengeki’s punt, but not by far. Tokoyami did his best ‘possessed-by-a-demon’ routine as his shadow rose up and chucked it for him. The shadow was about three times his size and looked pretty strong.

Finally, it was Fuyumi’s turn to go. “Good luck.” Izuku and Momo told their friend.

Fuyumi smiled back at them and walked forward. “Hmm, what to do, what to do.” She mused before grinning and kicking off her shoes. She stomped the ground and iced it over. She then tossed the ball up and then she got on her head. Flames started erupting from her feet, causing her to spin like a top. Faster and faster she spun, and Mina couldn’t contain herself.

“HOLY SHIIIIT!” Mina squealed at seeing one of her favorite breakdance moves pulled off in such an awesome manner. “GO! GO! GO!”

The ball fell and, with Fuyumi looking like a total blur, was kicked away with a blast of fire. Fuyumi didn’t even stop spinning. She just let herself fall until she was laid down. She had a mad grin on her face as she spun to an absolutely casual stop, facing them. She got a standing ovation from several of her classmates.

“That was freaking awesome!” Izuku cackled as everyone clapped.

Even Aizawa couldn’t help but look a little amused. “Not quite the best we’ve seen so far, but…” He showed them Fuyumi’s score. Fifteen kilometers.

“Dang, and I have to follow that up?” Tōru asked with a pout. “Challenge accepted!” The ball began to float next to her. It slowly started to shake in place as Tōru concentrated, vibrating more and more. Finally, something seemed to rupture, and the ball vanished. A sonic boom hit them. “Ehehehe…” She said as she used her hand as a visor.

“Woah, hol’ up!” Mina gasped, “I thought your Quirk was invisibility, Tōru-chan!”

Tōru gave them a peace sign, “I’m Sue Storm, bestie!” She giggled ‘evilly’ before vanishing from sight.

Izuku heard nothing else, his notebook appearing in his hand. His pencil was smoking as he wrote. Fuyumi and Momo blinked as they looked over his shoulder. Aizawa announced that Tōru had gotten ten kilometers, and then it was Katsuki’s turn. “You’ll want to see this, won’t you, Midoriya-kun?” Fuyumi nudged him, getting his attention as Katsuki grabbed the ball.

“Oh yes.” Izuku said, smiling, “Thank you, Todoroki-chan.” He was quite eager to see what his would-be rival could do after all these years.

“I’ll add a bit of boom to the pitch.” Katsuki said, straining his arms and forcing his pores to sweat. “DIE!” He roared, throwing up a cacophonous explosion. Kyoka winced, making a mental note to be prepared whenever the exploding bastard was in sight. Loud, unexpected noises usually didn’t hurt her unless she was directly connected to whatever made it, but that was no reason to just allow herself tinnitus for a few seconds for no reason.

“Seventeen-hundred meters.” Aizawa said blandly.

Izuku almost snorted. The utterly flabbergasted look on Katsuki’s face made several of their classmates start snickering. After all that bluster and hot air over the weekend about how he was going to be the best Hero around, he wasn’t even going to be in the top five? That was hilarious. ‘There are way better rivals in this class, Kacchan.’ Izuku thought, not a little vindictively.

Mineta was next, and he used a small pile of his hairballs to bounce a few times in the air, going higher and higher, before tossing the ball from a greater height.

He got forty meters.

Izuku couldn’t even bring himself to feel bad. The feeling of relief he could start to smell from every girl in the class ensured it.

Finally, it was Momo’s turn. She stepped into the circle, casually pulled off her gym jacket, revealing she wasn’t wearing a shirt underneath. Her bra was red and lacy. Mineta, who had been throwing himself a pity party, immediately started to salivate over her well-muscled back. Izuku was starting to get very tempted to kick the brat. Momo’s back started to glow… before an entire cannon fell out of it. Momo shrugged her shirt back on but created a pair of noise-canceling headphones before she zipped back up. Everyone clapped their hands to their ears in preparation. She loaded the ball and yelled. “Firing in three, two, one!” She yanked the cord, and the ball exploded out of the cannon.

To everyone’s surprise, Kyōka was the only one not protecting her ears. Instead, one of her jacks snaked out and hovered over the cannon barrel, while the other plugged into the dirt. The second the cannon shot the ball into the sky, the sound and shockwaves were drawn to her earphone jack. They traveled up the fleshy cord and down into the ground, shaking their feet a little.

Yui turned and stared at her blankly. “Why didn’t you do that with the jerk’s big boom?”

Kyōka blushed, “Wasn’t ready, and I don’t want my jacks anywhere near him.” She said flatly.

No one could blame her for that.

Aizawa put the tracker away after telling them that Momo fell just short of Izuku’s twenty-kilometer throw, “Good work. Onto the next event.” He said, and they were off. First was the standing long jump, and Izuku had fun seeing how creative a bunch of them were. Most of the rest of them had normal jumps, leaving just a few extraordinary ones. Even Momo’s rocket pogo was relatively pedestrian for this event. Yui was one of the highlights for that event, shrinking the sand pit into a cute little box and casually stepping over it. Aizawa gave her full marks for it. Kyōka also had fun, using her voice to float over the pit and land quite a distance away. Tōru could fly, so Aizawa gave her an ‘infinite’ for that event. Kaminari used electrostatic thrusters from his hands and feet to fly as well, though he had a clear and obvious downward trajectory, so he only got a couple dozen meters. Fuyumi created an ice pillar under her feet to launch herself and then used jets of fire to float back down like Kaminari. Katsuki released a tremendous blast to get high in the air and then a few more to fly. It was legitimately impressive and was one of the top scores for the event.

Izuku cleared his score in a single bound. The rage in Katsuki’s face was beautiful to all the bully-haters in the class.

Next came the grip-strength, and again, the event was mostly pedestrian other than the numbers. Momo created a hydraulic clamp and came very close to beating Izuku in it. She was awed that she didn’t manage it.

The side-to-side steps were boring. No one really liked it. Mineta got the best score for this one, forming twin bouncy walls of his hairballs. Even Izuku couldn’t compete with that one. That was followed by the hundred-meter dash, where Izuku showed off his full wolf transformation for the first time.

The sheer sound that came out of the girls probably cracked some of the windows at the main building. Izuku then spent the rest of the event getting cuddled and petted by all of the girls and even Kōda. He was… both highly amused, preening a little, and annoyed at having been relegated to the ‘class cute.’ He was a vicious werewolf! Vicious! Ignore the rumbling… purrs? (Why was he purring?! He was a wolf not a cat!) coming out of his throat.

They did the fifteen-hundred-meter dash right after, and Izuku had fun watching Fuyumi create ice banks like in a luge for her to slide through to increase her speed on turns. Camie proved surprisingly athletic and showcased her insane lung capacity. She took three breaths the entire fifteen-hundred-meters and maintained top speed for all of it.

Izuku beat everyone in pushups, going until Aizawa told him to stop, roughly fifty after Sato had dropped out. The girls dominated the seated toe touch, with Mina proving as flexible as she was pretty. Izuku did pretty damn well too, but not as good as the girls. With that, they moved indoors again for the reflex testing… which ended up just being ‘whack-a-mole.’ Izuku had fun doing three machines at once, with Katsuki trying everything to beat him only to end up biting off more than he could chew because of it. In weightlifting, everyone had initially figured Sato would beat them all, only for Izuku to casually raise the absolute heaviest set of weights they had over his head with one arm.

Yui had fun with this one, using her Quirk to manipulate the weight’s mass and then just balancing it on the tip of her finger. Momo and Fuyumi proved surprisingly strong for their soft frames, successfully getting the most reps out of any of the girls and beating several of the guys. Mina, Tōru, and Camie weren’t slouches either.

Then came the vertical jump, and Izuku made almost everyone howl with laughter when he buried his own head into the gym ceiling, dangling precariously from where he was suspended until he misted and came back down. The second to last event were the punching machines, and Aizawa deadpanned. “Now, while these are called punching machines, we’re testing your force here. Hit it with everything you have; however you want.”

The students went wild. Most of them didn’t really have Quirks that helped with it, but they could be creative. Yui shrank it and kicked it, getting a much higher score than she had any right to. Nirengeki hit it twice with a single punch. Katsuki rocket-boosted himself into it. Momo made an air-powered battering ram. Kyōka again used her singing voice to batter it with a powerful soundwave. Fuyumi made a giant ice fist and also flame-boosted herself. Kaminari created ‘lightning rockets.’ Tokoyami’s Dark Shadow, now much bigger than previously, smashed a fist into it. Tōru used some shockwaves herself, and after seeing her ball throw, Izuku was surprised to see her get a lowish score on this one. She beat almost everyone who had to hit it physically, but didn’t get even close to the numbers the classes true hard hitters could. Still, it was fun to see everyone give it their all.

Izuku was glad he requested that he go last for this one though, because his punch ripped the whole machine out of the ground and sent it through the wall. Everyone stared blankly for a moment before he bowed to Aizawa, “I’m very sorry.” He said, sweating heavily.

“Ehh, Power Loader will fix it.” Aizawa shrugged. ‘Miruko is going to have a blast with this one.’

Finally, they went outside for the endurance run. Aizawa eventually got bored and just called an end to it, once Izuku, Iida, Momo, and Fuyumi were the last ones standing. “Well done everyone.” He said, not looking impressed at all. Almost everyone was tired and ready for the day to be done. Or at least for them to get their rest and some lunch. Mineta was shaking in place, biting his fingernails. He knew he hadn’t done that well! “Time for the results.” Aizawa said without much preamble and projected the scores for them.

No one was surprised to see Izuku in first place. He even got a Bronze Ability ticket for his trouble! Momo was next in second, followed by Fuyumi in third. Tōru took fourth, and Kaminari fifth. Bakugō, Kirishima, Yui, Iida, and Shōji rounded out the top ten. Mina was eleventh, followed by Sato. Kyōka was lucky thirteenth, followed by Tokoyami. Shōda was Fifteenth and Camie was sixteenth, followed by Kōda at seventeenth. Sero and Aoyama were eighteenth and nineteenth respectively, which left Mineta, predictably, at the bottom of the pack.

And he proved that the entrance exam may have needed to take personality considerations more seriously when he wailed. “Nooooo! I just got here! I can’t get kicked out! How will I ever get popular and get a chance to touch Yaoyorozu’s Yaoyoroppai if I get expelled?!” He sobbed actual tears.

Momo immediately shuddered, “Not even if you were the last man on earth, cretin.”

Aizawa sighed, “Well, I was going to let you stay after you gave me an acceptable performance today.” Mineta froze, staring at him in horror. “But you really want that expulsion, huh? Alright then.” Mineta started to actually bawl as Aizawa’s scarf snapped out like a snake and grabbed the diminutive man, muffling the noise. “Let’s go see the principal. The rest of you, enjoy the rest of your day. Train. Study. Do whatever you like. I don’t really care as long as you save any fighting for the Heroics classes. Tomorrow, you’ll have your first lesson with Miruko.” He told them before walking away.

The second Aizawa had dragged the struggling man out of earshot, Mina unleashed an explosive sigh. “Fucking hell, I’m so glad that creep is gone! I don’t even feel bad for making sensei give us that threat anymore.”

Izuku shook his head, “He was going to threaten it regardless. Nejire told me he’s the biggest hardass in the school and the teacher most likely to expel you.”

“Ugh, at least we shouldn’t have to deal with him too often if Miruko is supposed to be our sensei.” Kyōka muttered.

“Anyway, let’s get back to the dorms.” Fuyumi said, “I for one could use a shower.”

“Same.” Izuku stretched and cracked his neck. “I-”

“Hold the fuck up, Deku.” Katsuki said, his hands crackling with explosions. Everyone had ‘oh, not again’ expressions all over their faces. “You’re not going anywhere until you tell me what the fuck is with that-”

“Why would I tell you anything, Kacchan?” Izuku turned around and glared at the ash-blonde. “We’re not friends. You made that clear years ago. I don’t owe you a damn thing.” He turned back around, “And don’t fucking call me Deku.” He walked away.

Katsuki let out an inarticulate shriek of rage, “Get back here motherfuck-”

“You heard what sensei said.” Fuyumi got in his way, hellfire starting to crackle around her. The heat in the area shot up. “We’re having our first class with Miruko tomorrow. Save it for later.”

“Get the fuck out of my way you god damn icy-hot bitc-” Katsuki got aggressive with her up until the heat exploded.

Hellfire burned around her but did not approach any of her classmates. “Get. Your. Head. Out. Of. Your. Ass.” Fuyumi enunciated every word. “You’re not scary. I’m not intimidated. And I dare you to try to get violent with me outside of classes. After I get done with you, my father – Endeavor, by the way – will make sure the only institution you’ll ever see the walls of again is a prison.” Fuyumi absolutely hated using her old man’s name like this, but from the way Katsuki reacted, it was absolutely the right call.

Katsuki’s face was now looking very pinched, but the ‘top dog’ immediately backed off. The fire and heat immediately vanished, sucked back into Fuyumi. The ground wasn’t even molten anymore. She didn’t give him another look after spitting, “You’re not special, Bakugō. Figure that out before you ruin your own life.” The rest of the class was quick to follow her.

“I cannot believe a violent bully like him was allowed into U.A.” Mina hissed. “He absolutely wanted to attack Midori!”

“I, unfortunately, can.” Fuyumi sighed, now just looking done.

Momo agreed, “The HPSC would be salivating over a ruffian like him.” She grumbled under her breath. Fuyumi looked like she had stepped in shit with the way her nose wrinkled, nodding glumly.

“You guys alright?” When Izuku heard the commotion, he turned around to watch. He was very much ready to react in case Katsuki blew his lid.

“Fine.” Fuyumi sighed, giving him an exhausted look. “My condolences for having to deal with that guy for so long.”

Izuku shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. I’m just glad we parted ways years ago. I don’t know what I would have been like by now if I had to deal with him for five extra years.” Technically three, but with the ash-blonde having ignored him for the final two of junior high, Izuku figured it counted.

Fuyumi smiled at him, “Well, I’m glad things turned out alright.”

“I just don’t get it. How does a guy in the Hero Course end up like that?” Kirishima asked in confusion.

Izuku sighed, “He somehow managed to take all the wrong lessons from All Might’s career.” He told them, “He focused on the idea that All Might never lost and always won. He was The Undefeated and that was everything Bakugō wanted to be. He somehow missed the fact that All Might was the Symbol of Peace, not the Symbol of Beating-The-Shit-Out-Of-Everyone-In-His-Path.”

“Ugh.” Fuyumi let out a tired groan, “So Dad before he got his head out of his ass.”

Kyōka let out a rude laugh, “That’s just fucking rich.” She cackled, “Wants to be Number One when he has the charisma of a broken-down Ford Pinto.” Even Momo couldn’t keep her laughter in at that.

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Izuku let out a happier sigh when he walked out of the shower. “Zuzu!” Nejire cheered as she leapt at him, wrapping her arms and legs around his body.

Izuku let out a surprised ‘oof’ as he caught his girlfriend. His towel slipped off, his cock immediately standing to attention. “Hey, I didn’t hear you come in!”

She beamed before leaning in for a quick kiss. “How was your first day?”

Izuku grinned back, “Fun. Bakugō was a jackass, as expected. I’m pissed we both ended up in group A. I got to see so many cool Quirks though!”

“Booo!” Nejire groaned at the first part, “But yaaaaay!” She then cheered at the second. Izuku laughed as she giggled, “Did Aizawa-sensei read you guys the riot act?” She asked as Izuku walked them over to the bed.

He laid down with her in his arms. “We got an expulsion.” Izuku sighed, “And apparently a legitimate one. Aizawa-sensei had apparently been satisfied with his effort and was going to let him stay, but he broke down into hysterics before Aizawa even had a chance to say anything when he saw his score. And he said some awful sexual harassment type stuff about Yaoyorozu-chan. He didn’t even care about being a Hero, just about being ‘popular.’ Aizawa canned him immediately.”

“Ugh, so gross.” Nejire frowned. “Those kinds are rare, but they pop up occasionally. We had one in my class, and he was a total creep for the two months he managed to dodge expulsion.” Izuku growled. “Like, if it’s welcomed it’s one thing. But if all you do is make people uncomfortable and grossed out, you should get the hell out.” She said, with him nodding firmly. She shook her head, “Anyway, did you get any tickets?”

“Oh, right!” Izuku pulled out his bronze, “Got this one for coming in first place in Aizawa-sensei’s tests.”

“Yay! Roll it! Roll it!” She chanted eagerly.

“I swear, you’re more excited about my powers than I am.” Izuku laughed as he tore it.

[You have rolled a Bronze Ability Ticket!

Name: Tantric Healing

Type: Ability

Rarity: Rare (3.3)

Description: Allows you to heal ailments, wounds, and various negative status effects through sexual intimacy. Even scars, old wounds, and diseases can be healed and curses mitigated. The higher the level of intimacy and release the more effective the healing.]

Izuku finished reading and let his head fall on the pillow with a groan. “Why is it that my System seems even more interested in getting me laid than I am?”

“Zuzu, I have an ouchie from classes today.” Nejire said with a sad pout, straddling him. “Can you make me all better?”

And Izuku forgot all about his minor annoyance instantly.

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Same, System-bro. Same.

Fuck, what a disaster today was. Woke up late. Had breakfast late. Had to go to the market late. Got home and went on my walk late. Got home and started dinner late. BARELY made it in time for raids at 8 PM. Fucks sake man, I didn’t even get to try the new character that released today D:

This chapter went through a few revisions and I changed stuff a fair number of times. I hope I managed to get everything.