After hearing class 1-B get chastized for a while I just waved at them and took off. Itsuka seemed to want to say something. But she will have time for that later.
I'll still have to plan out a lecture with their class. This is annoying. I was planning to just fight them as the first lecture. Now doing that would just seem repetitive...
I'll think about that later. Now I also need to look into the quirks of my friends in order to train them.
I already know Shinso's quirk, so I can already start planning.
He just needs physical training. Maybe also insult training to get people to talk back to him. I don't really know what insult training would consist of, but it sounds fun.
Physical training won't be that hard to do. I've been doing it for a few years now after all.
Naijeru on the other hand. He wants to keep his quirk mysterious. I don't really understand why. But he really likes to act smug when he is asked about it.
When I got back to my class, Mic's lecture was already over. He was making his way out of our classroom. I just waved him off.
"Teacher Mic! I hope you won't say that I was absent from this class..." He looked weirded out by the way I addressed him.
"Don't worry, Nezu said he'd pardon any absence that you have in class when being assigned work." His smile was a bit strained. I just patted him on the shoulder, thanked him and went on my way.
When I got back to my seat Naijeru was the first person to greet me.
"Allan! Great to have you back." His tone was a bit too mocking for my taste. Smashing my fist into his head seemed to put him in his place.
I stole this technique from a great person. Garp's Fist of Love was a powerful ability that caused pain while dealing as little damage as possible.
"Great to see you dipshit!" Was the greeting I could come up with as I tenderized his head. I only stopped when he seemed regretful enough.
Shinso also started speaking to us, trying to join our little interaction.
"Guys, don't fight..."
After a bit of small talk, we got to talking about training and our program.
"Shinso, I already have a regiment planned out for you." He looked excited at the prospect. He didn't work out extensively before, but he was more than determined to better himself and become a hero.
I already talked to him about his quirk in private. Getting the proper details in case I misremembered something about it.
Although I was their classmate, I was still one of the best heroes Japan has. Well, the best in my disgustingly humble opinion. It probably meant a lot to them that I was training them.
Naijeru didn't really look thankful, but I'm sure he is. He better be...
I look at him, displaying my laziest smile possible. "You know, I won't be able to help you if you don't tell me about your quirk..."
My large-nosed friend smiled a bit. "It seems it is time to unveil the mystery..." No one cares just get on with it.
"My quirk, it's called Majestic Mane!!" He posed dramatically. the people in the room just looked at him, confused.
I grabbed his collar and shook him a bit, breaking him out of his immersion. With an exasperated sigh, he started explaining what his quirk actually did.
"I have the ability to endlessly grow nose hair and control it..." I just stared at him. I was hoping this was a joke, but the signs were there.
There was no way for a teenager to have such a thick moustache. Well, I shouldn't call it that, it was just nose hair...
I can only assume he was a bit embarrassed by this lame reveal. But he wasn't going to let that stop him from looking proud.
But, the thing that bothers me the most. The quirk wasn't even that bad. If he could grow his nose hair endlessly and control it then he could use it to do many things.
Capturing villains and pulling people out of danger was what heroes were supposed to do, his quirk was great for that. How did he not get into the hero course?
"What's your weakness?" It should be quite severe if he didn't manage to pass the practical exam and get into the hero course. It was something we needed to work on.
"Well, you know how it hurts when your nose hair gets pulled? Capturing people might rip out some of my hair and I don't like it." Oh, so he's a wimp.
If there is no intrinsic requirement when he is growing his hair and controlling it then that makes his quirk one of the very few that have no imperfections. No actual weakness.
Sure, hair wasn't a very strong material, but countless intertwined threads would take a long time to break out from.
If the only downside was feeling a bit of pain when your hair gets pulled then this might be one of the stronger quirks in this school...
He could probably still get tired using it. But it was more like getting tired when swinging your arms around too much. It wouldn't even be noticeable after a few months of proper workout.
"Your quirk is amazing! I'll think of something for you..." He seemed surprised that I considered his quirk to be good. He was almost tearing up actually. (it wasn't a pretty sight)
He was likely bullied a lot for it since at face value it sounds like a bad power. Only useful in making you look like an idiot.
But that's just because Naijeru didn't really know how to use his quirk in a fight. He didn't trust himself enough to learn how to fight with it.
That's why I consider him a wimp. But that behaviour can be fixed. He has the potential to become a great hero.
In the beginning, I thought this training would be a bother. But now I think it will be quite fun.
I'll make sure to beat the notion of 'fighting back' into him. That didn't sound right. But it is basically what I need to do.
__________POV Naijeru__________
Making friends has always been a tough task for me.
My quirk made my appearance appear very ugly in the eyes of many. It wasn't even a mutation, it was just plain ugliness.
People liked to laugh at me, I was never physically bullied. But no one got close to me. I still have my mother, it's what kept me going forward all this time.
She loves me regardless of my appearance. At some point, I thought my quirk was just a twisted joke god decided to pull on me.
My self-esteem was almost non-existent by the end of junior high. I hate this quirk.
Getting in UA was something I always dreamed about doing. But I always freeze up during fights. I am simply not accustomed to them. I also dislike pain. Passing the Practical Exam was impossible for me...
But I managed to make a few friends. This place was a lot more welcoming than at my last school. People still looked at me weirdly, but they at least talked to me. They didn't avoid me at all.
Allan and Shinso are my only actual friends. Neither of them seems bothered by my appearance.
Allan being a hero was something everyone in class seems to know. I also recognized him when first entering the classroom. He was a bit unique, not handsome, not too ugly. He had a good balance going on for himself.
But I wasn't expecting him to be so approachable. He was no social butterfly, but he certainly had some charm to him. Especially since most of the girls in class have a crush on him at this point.
I didn't expect us to become friends so quickly. But in just a day, we were already hitting it off perfectly. All three of us made the perfect group.
When he first accepted to train us I got a bit concerned. I didn't expect him to take our request seriously. Hearing him accept was great for us.
But it made me a bit anxious. If he heard about my quirk then he would probably laugh at me too...
I tried to keep it a secret for as long as I could. But he still needed to know. If he was going to train us then he needs to know...
It was a gut-wrenching feeling. I was scared that I would lose my only real friends. But they barely reacted. Shinso didn't seem to care much, and Allan even praised it.
I'm quite sure he also meant it. I am quite used to pity. If he were to show any to me, I would've noticed.
The relief I felt almost made me burst into tears.
Unknowingly this moment sealed my fate. I would suffer a lot in the future...
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Great quirk huh?
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