The chaos had finally settled.
The villains were gone.
The students were safe.
The battle… was over.
But All Might and Aizawa couldn't stop thinking about one thing.
Kairo.
He had taken down Nomu.
Not through brute force—but through calculated, overwhelming technique.
And that… was terrifying.
As paramedics checked the students, All Might's gaze lingered on Kairo.
"That boy… he fought as if he had been doing this for years."
Not just strong—but efficient, precise, and ruthless when needed.
His movements… they weren't just learned. They were ingrained.
"How much training has he been through?"
For the first time in a long time, All Might felt a chill.
Because if a first-year student was already this powerful…
"What will he become?"
Aizawa, despite his injuries, had been watching everything.
And what worried him the most wasn't just Kairo's strength.
It was his mentality.
"That wasn't a student fighting."
"That was a soldier."
Kairo had fought Nomu like an experienced pro, not a teenager in training.
There was no hesitation.
No wasted movements.
No fear.
Just cold, calculated efficiency.
Too efficient.
"Has he been fighting like this his entire life?"
Aizawa wasn't sure if that was a good thing… or a dangerous one.
The ride back to U.A. was eerily silent.
Nobody knew what to say.
Because everyone had seen it.
Kairo wasn't normal.
Izuku clenched his fists.
"I barely even lasted against Shigaraki."
Meanwhile—Kairo had fought an opponent meant to kill All Might… and won.
It was humbling.
"How much do I have to improve…?"
Shoto, usually indifferent, found himself deep in thought.
He had thought Kairo was just another strong student.
But now…
"He fought at a completely different level."
It wasn't just about power—it was about control.
Shoto had spent years rejecting his fire side… holding back.
But Kairo?
He used everything.
"Maybe… I should start doing the same."
Mei, sitting beside Kairo, smirked.
"Well, that was fun."
Kairo gave a small chuckle. "Fun? That was almost a massacre."
She shrugged. "Still, you handled it well."
Mei wasn't surprised by Kairo's strength.
She always knew he had it.
But now…
Everyone else knew it too.
Kenta sat quietly, eyes downcast.
He had fought well.
But compared to Kairo…
He felt weak.
"I trained hard. I pushed myself. But even now… I wasn't strong enough."
Seeing Kairo fight had shaken him.
But not in despair.
It made him hungry.
"I need to catch up. I need to get stronger."
Kairo wasn't just a friend.
He was a rival.
And Kenta refused to stay in his shadow.
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4. Kairo's Reflection – A New Path
As the students were dismissed, Kairo stood on the rooftop alone.
The wind blew against his face.
His muscles still ached from the battle.
He had won.
But something bothered him.
"I was strong. But not strong enough."
Shigaraki had escaped.
And next time… he'd be prepared.
Which meant—
Kairo had to be prepared too.
"I have to get even stronger."
His training wasn't over.
It was just beginning.