BNHA: Singularity

With Class 1-A securing a fairly one-sided victory over Class 1-B, it wasn't surprising that the latter students were in fairly low spirits once everyone had gathered at the rendezvous point.
As the Commander and Representative of her Class, Kendo, in particular, wore a sad smile as she faced her classmates and said, "Sorry, everyone. I suspected that Class 1-A might be stronger than us, but I didn't think we would lose so thoroughly. If I had devised a better strategy, things might have been different..."
"It's not your fault!" shouted a girl with blonde hair, large eyes, and facial features that made her look like the humanoid version of a My Little Pony character.
Shaking her head, Kendo said, "Thanks, Tsunatori-san, but as the leader of our team, the responsibility for our loss falls to me. If this had been a real battle, it saddens me to imagine what might have happened..."
"I agree with Tsunatori-san," said a boy with pitch-black skin and wild, spiky, ashen hair. "The odds were too heavily stacked against us. That monster with the ice powers aside, Class 1-A also has the overall winner of the Sports Festival with them. Even if several of us teamed up, I don't think we could defeat him."
As one of the people Izuku had defeated, Tokage appended, "Yeah, that Midoriya-kun is a beast. I don't think there's a single student in our entire school that can beat him. If we ignored him, he might have been able to secure enough points for his team to win 'without' stealing our briefcase."
With Class 1-B openly discussing him, Izuku offered a smile and a wave when several of them looked his way. Most of them furrowed their brows in response, but Komori returned a smile and wave, her Bond Level sitting at a somewhat disconcerting 98 after their previous interaction...
Interrupting the discussions between the two Classes, Aizawa and Vlad King approached after exiting the observation tower, the former wearing his usual apathetic expression as he said, "Quiet down and listen up. We have a few things to say before dismissing you."
Nodding his head, Vlad added, "That's right. We understand that some of you might be dissatisfied with the exam's format and results. However, as disappointing as this may be to hear, that's just the way life is at times. If you are serious about becoming a Pro Hero, you can't expect fairness and opportunities to be handed to you. You need to work hard, push yourself beyond your limits, and create opportunities to shine. Resenting others or blaming fate for dealing you a poor hand isn't the mentality of a Hero. It's the excuse Villains give themselves to justify their actions."
Adding to Vlad's words, Aizawa expressed, "No matter how powerful an individual is, they cannot be everywhere or save everyone. If you give up improving yourselves because there's someone better than you, people, families, and children that you could have saved will be consigned to their fates. There is nothing wrong with aiming for the top, but if that's the only thing driving you to be a Hero, it would be better if you dropped out now. When you are pulling someone from the wreckage of a destroyed building or saving them from an inferno, they don't care what your Rank is. At that moment, you are the greatest Hero in the world. Remember that."
With Aizawa's words sending chills through their bodies, nearly every student within Class 1-A and 1-B had a serious, resolute expression on their faces. Todoroki, in particular, stared down at his left hand, recalling what Izuku had said to him during the Sports Festival and the look on his mother's face when he visited and forgave her rather than telling her she had done nothing wrong...
Coughing to gather everyone's attention, Vlad added, "That being said, those who wish to display their abilities in a less 'weighted' scenario are welcome to return this afternoon. It may not drastically affect your final grade for the term, but it's an opportunity to earn a few additional points. If you're skirting the line, it could make all the difference."
Hearing they would be able to take a 'supplemental' exam, the students of Class 1-B exhaled a collective sigh of relief. Those in charge of defending the prison had basically stood around the entire exam since none of Class 1-A had been captured. They were worried they would fail due to a lack of contribution, so they were relieved to be given a second chance to exhibit their aptitudes. Fortunately, this supplementary exam merely pitted them against a group of Villain robots, allowing them to choose an amount they were comfortable with before fighting against them solo...
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As he was tied with Momo in academics and had amassed the second-highest score in the practical, Izuku didn't require the additional points offered by the afternoon exam. He was going to attend anyways, just to cheer his classmates on, but Toru had other ideas, practically dragging him back to his house so she could receive her 'reward.' As a result, Izuku was reaming her from behind, the sound of flesh smacking against flesh echoing throughout his bathroom as they fucked in the shower.
"Oh, gods, I love doing it bareback~!" exclaimed Toru, willfully smacking her hips against Izuku's as he pounded her ass with vigor. The reward she asked for was doing it raw, so Izuku obliged on the condition he would be cumming outside, unleashing his seed on her indescribably beautiful ass and back. Thus their current location.
Since Toru was one of the girls that loved, not simply liked doing it rough, Izuku gave her a firm smack on the ass, ordering, "Tighten your pussy, or are you not even trying to make me cum...?"
Though Toru's pussy was already remarkably tight, she clenched her pussy as tightly as she could, momentarily stopping her movements to ensure her insides were as constraining as possible. Her efforts weren't for naught, either, as, for the briefest of moments, Izuku lost the ability to move freely.
"Holy hole..." remarked Izuku, smacking Toru's ass a second time as he said, "That's a tight pussy..."
As she couldn't maintain such a state for long, Toru eased up on Izuku's dick, exhaling a somewhat silly-sounding laugh before playfully swaying her hips as she replied, "I'm honestly a little surprised. With how big your dick is, I thought I'd be as loose as a sock by now..."
Exhaling a soft chuckle of his own, Izuku began moving his hips again, this time much slower but making sure he hit all of Toru's weak spots as he produced tiny tendrils of Blackwhip from his cock, massaging her inner walls and causing her legs to nearly give out.
Producing several additional tendrils, this time from his shoulders, Izuku formed a harness around Toru's body, preventing her from slumping as he moved his hands from her hips to her massive breasts, pinching her rock-hard nipples. Her jaw quivered as he did, but that was nothing compared to the response she had when he brought his lips to her ear, whispering, "I'm going to fuck you so thoroughly that you'll feel something is 'missing' whenever my cock isn't inside you.."
Turning her face to meet Izuku's gaze, Toru's distinctive yellow irises quivered within her jade green eyes as she adopted a loving smile and heatedly replied, "It's too late. I already can't live without your dick..."
Punctuating her words, Toru pressed a quick kiss to Izuku's lips before adopting a notably salacious grin as she added, "Now, stop dawdling. It makes my womb feel lonely when you're not pressed against it or actively pounding it with your massive cock..."
Adopting a wolfish grin, Izuku inserted himself as deep as possible into Toru's pussy, marveling at the feeling of a light suction against the tip of his dick. One of the more 'peculiar' aspects of girls in an anime-themed world was that their uterus didn't move up and out of the way during sex. Instead, it remained firmly within the depths of their vagina, ready to take a beating. When Izuku first realized this, the notion that he might be able to fuck a girl directly in her womb appeared in his mind, but as proud as he was of his cock, he knew it wasn't 'that' monstrous. It was enough to give a girl one hell of a knocking, but not quite at the level where he could break through their last line of defense completely...at the very least, not yet...
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With the school giving them a rare three-day weekend, Izuku woke up on Saturday morning with nothing to do. The simplest thing to do would be to use the time to prepare for the CBEs, but before that, he was obligated to check his phone at least once.
As the girls had agreed not to DM him unless it was a pressing matter or related to an upcoming event or date, the only private texts Izuku had were from Mirko. She usually texted him around the time his alarm was set to go off, so Izuku wasn't surprised to find he had several messages, the first a fairly ordinary greeting and the remainder asking why he wasn't responding.
Reading through the messages, Izuku couldn't help smiling until he read the very last one. It was only from around twenty minutes ago, and it said that if he continued ignoring her, she was coming over to beat his ass.
Feeling his Intuition trigger, Izuku rapidly typed, 'I'm fine, Rumi. I just had the day off, so I slept in a bit. Sorry for responding so late.'
Though it wasn't immediate, Izuku breathed a sigh of relief when Mirko sent him a response. When he read it, however, a mixture of excitement and trepidation swelled within him as it stated, 'I'm already in Shizuoka.' followed by, 'You have the day off?'
While Shizuka was a fairly large prefecture, Izuku knew it would only take Mirko a few minutes to reach Musutafu, even if she were on the furthest border. Thus, after a moment of deliberation, he responded, 'Well, if you're already here, want to meet up somewhere?"
Responding immediately, Izuku could feel the assertion in Mirko's text as she replied, 'I'm coming to you. I have business with that rat Principal, so just stay there.'
Understanding that Mirko would probably track him down with the Party's proximity function if he attempted to run, Izuku adopted a wry smile as he typed, 'I'm looking forward to it.' His recent interchanges with Mirko made it clear there was more to her 100 Bond than simple sex addiction, so this was a decent opportunity to confirm things. Thus, after Mirko responded with a curt, 'I'll be there soon,' he sent a message to the girls to tell them he would be indisposed for the rest of the day. Fortunately, as fate would have it, the girls had already decided to give him some space for the next two days as they were busy preparing for his birthday. In other words, he had the entire day, potentially two, to dedicate to his favorite rabbit...
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Name: [Rumi Usagiyama]
Title: Voracious Rabbit(Attributes Randomly Increase During Sex)
Quirk: Rabbit
Bond Level: 100
Current Level: 84
Effective Level: 219
[Attributes]
Strength: 388
Agility: 442
Vitality: 647
Intelligence: 50
Dexterity: 460
Luck: 628
Free Attributes: 5
[Perks]
[Fleet-Footed], [Thunderous Thighs], [Healthy Body], [Second Wind], [Keen Senses], [Lucky Rabbit's Foot]
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Though it took nearly two hours, presumably due to her meeting with the Principal, Izuku eventually received a text from Mirko informing him that she was outside. Instead of standing out front, however, she was waiting for him behind his house, dressed in fairly casual clothes that included a plain white t-shirt, form-fitting black jeans, a studded leather jacket, and, somewhat surprisingly, heels. She also had a large gym bag sitting on the ground, but Izuku didn't pay much attention to it, smiling as he said, "It's been way too long..."
Snorting through her nose, Mirko argued, "Don't be such a sap. If you wanted to see me, you could have visited me on the weekend. Besides, didn't you have those little high school brats to accompany you? I doubt you even thought about me between our text exchanges..."
Playing with fire, Izuku retorted, "If you truly believe that, we might need to boost your Intelligence a bit more..."
Narrowing her eyes, Mirko asked, "Are you calling me stupid...?" before proceeding to pop her knuckles, adding, "It's 'has' been a while since I kicked your ass..."
"It's been a while since we've done many things," replied Izuku, smiling fearlessly as he asked, "How about we start with a kiss? Everything else can come after..."
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Discontinuing popping her knuckles, Mirko remarked, "You've grown up a bit since I last saw you. It makes me want to knock you down a few pegs, but I suppose it can wait..."
Stepping closer to Izuku, Mirko ran her fingers through his fringe bangs, an incredibly alluring smile developing across her face as she added, "If you were a real man, you wouldn't have asked..."
Interpreting Mirko's words as permission, Izuku didn't hesitate to place his hands on her pert, incredibly taut behind as he kissed her deeply and passionately. The disparity in their heights had increased since he last saw her, but he actually preferred shorter women. Not because he liked dainty and petite girls, but because he loved picking them up by their ass to kiss them.
Not content with being manhandled, Mirko took things quite a bit further by wrapping her legs around Izuku's waist, ensnaring him like a beartrap as she linked her arms around his neck and shoulders. It had only been a month and a half since they last saw each other, but it had felt like years, her body burning up just from being in contact with him.
Surprising Izuku a second time, Mirko revealed, "I brought it..." between assailing his mouth with kisses. He didn't know what she was referring to at first, but things became clear when she abruptly gripped his hair with her left hand, bringing her lips to his ear and whispering, "You wanted to fuck me in my high school uniform, right? I brought it, along with several other outfits..."
Retracting her face so she could stare Izuku in his eyes, Mirko licked her lips and threatened, "You have three minutes to take me somewhere we can fuck. I don't care if it's your bedroom or right here. I'm going to milk you so thoroughly you won't be able to walk come Monday..."
"We'll use my bedroom," replied Izuku without a moment's hesitation. Fortunately, the not-so-secret entrance to his room was at the back of the house. Mirko laughed her ass off when she learned about it, but that didn't stop her from crawling in first, providing Izuku a tantalizing view of her ass as they navigated the narrow, duct-like path before climbing the ladder connecting to the hatch in his closet.
"So, this is your room?" asked Mirko. "I thought you said it was messy. Was that just a lie to get me to spread my legs...?"
While making his way over to ensure his door was properly secure, Izuku replied, "I also told you about the girls in my Class. They come over often, so I keep it clean to avoid having them try to pick up after me..."
Sniffing the air, using her nose that was twenty times more powerful than a normal human's, Mirko remarked, "Now that you mention it, it does smell like several bitches in heat. One of the odors is pretty recent, too...did you fuck someone in here recently?"
Though she had permitted Izuku to fool around with the girls in his Class, even congratulating him when she learned about his engagement, Mirko couldn't help feeling like someone had intruded on her territory when she smelled another woman's scent in his room. She was a 'very' competitive woman by nature, so she had a sudden and intense desire to erase every other scent present, supplanting it with her own.
Since it wasn't a secret, Izuku responded, "Yeah. Toru managed to clinch our Class's victory in the Practical Exam yesterday, so I rewarded her by fucking her senseless."
Catching Izuku a little off guard, Mirko conceded, "That certainly sounds like something you'd do..." before discarding her jacket and removing her t-shirt, releasing her sizeable, gravity-defying breasts. Then, while taking off her pants, she stared directly at him and said, "I saw my Title...did you give that to me, or was it something that appeared on its own?"
"It appeared on its own," replied Izuku, adopting a cheeky smile as he added, "Though, to be honest, it suits you quite a bit..."
Though she narrowed her eyes slightly, Mirko didn't chastize Izuku for his remark. Instead, she half-turned to pick up her gym bag, bending over in a way that intentionally emphasized her perfect ass as she said, "When I first saw it, a single thought entered my mind. Do you want to know what it was...?"
Without waiting for Izuku to respond, Mirko began to sway her ass from side to side, her rabbit-like tail twitching as she revealed, "I thought that you must be pretty desperate to make me yours...providing me a means to get stronger that takes advantage of my sexual charged nature. You're a bad man, Izuku Midoriya..."
Rising to her full height, Mirko combed back the hair that had fallen over her face, staring directly at Izuku with an incredibly sensual smile as she purred, "Consider this your true final exam for the first term. Prove to me that you have what it takes to hold my reins, and I'll keep fucking you until one of us becomes a corpse..."
Though her words sounded like a threat, Izuku understood that Mirko was saying she would be with him until death. It was basically a proposal, just significantly less direct and a lot more sensual...borderline animalistic. In essence, Mirko wasn't looking for a spouse or a lover...she was looking for a mate...
Instead of responding to Mirko with words, Izuku tore open the front of his pants, releasing his fully erect cock. Doing so caused a hungry gleam to flash across Mirko's carmine eyes, but as she had already decided they would be kicking things off in her high school uniform, she suppressed her urges long enough to don a pleated, turquoise skirt, a white blouse that was incredibly tight around her chest, a red ribbon, and loose socks.
Interrupting Izuku's intense focus, Mirko took a moment to adjust her skirt, eventually giving up on fastening it properly as she asked, "Do you know why I ran back to Ōkunoshima to bring these clothes over?"
Blinking in surprise, Izuku suppressed the urge to ask if she was serious about running more than 1200km to retrieve a bag of clothes. Instead, he replied, "Tell me..." with a serious, anticipatory look.
Adopting a wistful smile, Mirko revealed, "I don't really understand it, but I couldn't stop thinking back to what you said about wishing you were my first. I usually don't think about the past, but those words kept grating on me for the past month and a half. That's when I decided that, since I can't give you my first, I'll let you fuck me in every outfit I wore back in the day. If you think you have what it takes..."
Raising the front of her skirt, revealing her moist panties and beautiful, glistening thighs, Mirko's voice became a low growl as she said, "This is your chance to overwrite those memories. Fuck me so thoroughly and completely that every time I see these clothes, the only memories that come to mind are the ones we share..."
Maintaining his serious expression, Izuku approached Mirko, towering over her quite a bit as he abruptly picked her up, forcing her up against the wall of his bedroom as he asserted, "I'm going to do so much more than that..."
Undaunted by Izuku's words, Mirko wrapped her legs around him anew, pulling him snug up against her as she said, "Talk is cheap...show me with your actions..."
Doing precisely that, Izuku slid aside Mirko's panties before sheathing himself inside her incredibly hot pussy in a single go. A steamy sigh of relief escaped her throat as he did, but instead of moving, Izuku brought his mouth to Mirko's ear, his lips tickling the furry tufts near their base as he whispered, "You were born to be mine, Rumi. I was just a little late to arrive. Now, I'm going to keep fucking you until you have no doubts about who you belong to..."
"Then do it..." replied Rumi, whispering into Izuku's ear just as he had hers. Then, out of nowhere, she bit into his shoulder, biting down hard enough to draw blood before adding, "We'll see who belongs to who by the time this is over..."
Grasping Rumi's ass, Izuku asserted, "Then I'm not going to hold anything back..." as he began a slow, steady, and deep piston, grinding against the beautiful rabbit's insides while leaning into her, squishing her against the wall with his body. Izuku learned many years ago that women who liked it rough were paradoxically weak against gentle lovemaking. It caused them to feel increasingly frustrated, but as their desire for an intensity grew, so did their sensitivity...
Feeling that Izuku was teasing her, Rumi's expression became annoyed as she asked, "What kind of shit...are you trying to pull...?" between clenched teeth.
Instead of responding to Rumi with words, Izuku nestled his face into the furry tufts of her ears, rubbing and sniffing them in a way that caused the white-haired rabbit quite a bit of discomfort. Her sense of hearing was by far her most powerful sense, so the sound of him sniffing the base of her ears was tantamount to thunder or someone banging a drum right next to her.
Jerking her head to the side, Rumi's expression and tone became more than a little threatening as she growled, "You're starting to piss me off..."
Catching Rumi off guard, Izuku whispered, "Good...the more annoyed you are, the more incredible this will feel..."
Before Rumi could ask what the hell he was talking about, Izuku surprised her greatly by pressing the tip of his dick against her cervix and extending an incredibly thin tendril of Blackwhip directly into her womb, splintering it like a cat o nine tails to 'tickle' the inside of her uterus.
"What the fucking fuck!?" exclaimed Rumi, nearly pushing Izuku away before he spawned Blackwhip from several parts of his body, keeping her in place as he held her close and asserted, "I'm going to make every part of you mine..."
Wincing with an expression that was equal parts aroused and incredibly confused, Rumi's left eye twitched as she replied, "I get that...but what even is this? It feels like there are a bunch of tiny hairs tracing the walls of my uterus...it doesn't feel 'bad,' but it's really fucking weird..."
Adopting a teasing smile, Izuku mused, "Good. That will help to ensure you never forget this. Now, you might want to grit your teeth. Things are about to get intense..."
Punctuating his words, Izuku willed Blackwhip to spread Rumi's cervical entrance. Doing so caused her to wince even more, but when she realized what he was doing, a toothy grin developed across her face as she said, "You're fucking crazy..."
"And you're worth being crazy for..." replied Izuku, taking advantage of the fact that Rumi's cervix was always lowered to insert his cock directly into her womb. He never thought he would be utilizing the technique he imagined the previous day so soon, but he was confident that Rumi could take it. Her body was uniquely suited for sex, and Izuku was willing to use everything in his arsenal to ensure she never considered going to another man for sex...even if it resulted in one or both of them breaking...
With such thoughts in his mind, Izuku began moving again, ramping up his pace a lot faster than before as the top quarter of his dick violated Rumi's womb, causing her nails to dig into his back as her legs tensed around his waist with such pressure he thought his pelvis might snap in two...
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After binding Komori in capture tape, an act she seemed to enjoy quite a bit, Izuku returned to Shoji, Toru, and the recently arrived Shinso to give his invisible girlfriend the anti-fungal spray. He would have helped her to remove the mushrooms directly if it were just the two of them, but as they were in the middle of an exam, Toru went to deal with the issue in private while Izuku remained behind to discuss strategy with Shinso and Ojiro.
Voicing his thoughts aloud, Shinso ran his fingers through his purple hair, a deadpan expression on his face as he flatly remarked, "You should have formed the reconnaissance squad on your own. With your speed, power, and those BS tentacles, there isn't a single person in either of our Classes that can stop you..."
"Maybe," admitted Izuku. "But that's ultimately just your assumption. I'm not invincible, so if Class 1-B gathered the right members and caught me by surprise, they could take me out fairly easily. They just don't know how to utilize their Quirks against human targets effectively, so they're holding back their true power. After all, this is an exam, not a real battlefield."
"If you say so..." replied Shinso, stopping his hand on the back of his neck to add, "Either way, now that you're here, you might as well help us wrap things up. Use those tentacles of yours to dig a hole into the enemy base. Our opponent seems to be able to soften inorganic matter, but he doesn't appear to be able to control it. Even if he hardens it again, he's basically a sitting duck without anyone to defend him."
"Sounds good," replied Izuku. "You're also the On-Site Commander, so if you think this the best course of action, I'll follow your orders. What will you be doing in the meantime?"
As Izuku had brought Komori with him, almost like walking a child with a safety harness, Shinso answered, "My Quirk can't transmit over electronic signals, so Ojiro-kun and I will take these two to the prison or watch over them until you can secure the enemy team's briefcase. So long as you can do that, nothing else matters."
"Then, that's what I'll do," replied Izuku, seeing the duo and their captives off before waiting for Toru to return. It took nearly twenty minutes for her to do so, but he didn't mind as it meant the other students, specifically his girls, would have more time to show off...
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By combining her powers with Ochaco's, Mina created a 10m tall golem out of her acid, manipulating it like a puppet to prevent the members of Class 1-B's assault team from approaching while Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sato protected them.
Unable to conceal his admiration, Kirishima exclaimed, "This is way cool, Majin-san! Those kids from Class 1-B don't stand a chance against your Acid Titan...!"
Adopting an uncharacteristically awkward smile, Mina replied, "Thanks, Kirishima-kun." while holding her fingers up next to her horns to control her creation. She knew Kirishima had a crush on her, even if he didn't, so it was a little awkward hearing him praise her all the time.
Punching his hardened fists together, Kirishima said, "Right! I can't just stand by and let you do all the work! I'm going in...!"
Without waiting for a response, Kirishima broke from his group's defensive formation, charging at a short, somewhat chubby kid with short, ice-blue hair, a round face, large eyes, and a predominately black, white-trimmed Hero Costume that looked like a muscle suit. If Izuku had been present, he would have said the kid looked like a member of the Ginyu Squad from Dragon Ball Z, complete with a blue 'scouter' over his left eye.
Seeing Kirishima charge at him, the stout youth, &nbsp;Nirengek Shoda, looking anxious and naturally apologetic, muttered aloud, "Why is he coming over here?" while putting up his hands in a defensive posture. He and the other attack squad members had been unable to approach due to Mina's Acid Titan, so he didn't understand why Kirishima was rushing over when his team had an absolute advantage.
Waiting until Kirishima had gotten fairly close, Shoda punched the ground near his feet before leaping backward. His actions confused Kirishima at first, &nbsp;but it became clear what his intentions were when he activated his Quirk, causing the ground beneath the fiery youth's feet to explode like a landmine.
Since the explosion was the result of Shoda's Quirk, Twin Impact, not an actual landmine, Kirishima tore through the dust and debris, the surface of his body resembling jagged stone as he shouted, "Nice try! But you'll need more than that to take me out...!"
Belying his stocky build, Shoda backstepped, weaved, and dodged out of the way of Kirishima's attacks with practiced ease, his hands held close to his body like a boxer as he looked for openings in his opponent's defense. Whenever he uncovered one, he would throw a simple but swift jab before immediately resuming dodging, his expression looking progressively more worried as he softly remarked, "You shouldn't have come to attack me on your own..."&nbsp;
As soon as Shoda finished speaking, Kirishima felt a heavy impact against his chest, emanating from one of the spots where his opponent's jabs had landed. A visible crack spread across his chest, causing blood to leak out, but he refused to back down, charging at Shoda with reckless abandon as he shouted, "You pack one hell of a punch, man, but if that's the best you can do, this match is mine...!"
By hardening his body even further, Kirishima barely felt it when Shoda triggered his Quirk a second and third time, causing pieces of his body to flake off like chipped stone but ultimately doing little damage as he strung together an increasingly tight series of punches and kicks.
Realizing that Kirishima wouldn't be defeated with his usual methods, the look of concern on Shoda's face became increasingly prominent. His full-powered punches were strong on their own, but when combined with his Quirk, they were terrifyingly potent. He had been learning hand-to-hand since he was a child to 'avoid' seriously injuring people, so opponents like Kirishima were a terrible matchup against his fairly passive nature.
Fortunately, just as Shoda was forming the resolve to throw a marginally more serious punch, one of his teammates, a boy wearing a casual, drill-themed Hero Costume, stepped in, shouting, "Heads up, rock boy! This is going to hurt...!"
Spinning his right arm and fingers at a tremendous speed, the boy, Sen Kaibara, impacted Kirishima's left forearm, chipping off several rock-like fragments thanks to the drill-like bits on his fingers. Unlike Shoda, he had very little qualms about using his Quirk against others, so with Kirishima being a 'rock,' he decided to play the part of a strip miner.
"Ow, ow, ow! That really freakin' hurts!" exclaimed Kirishima, doing his best to break free from Kaibara's assault but struggling due to a slight difference in speed. The harder his body became, the more difficult it was for him to move freely. He could remedy this by making his body soft, but then he would have no way to defend himself against Kaibara's attacks.
Just as Kirishima thought he would be overwhelmed, a powerful stream of pH-neutral acid impacted Kaibara's body with the force of a firehose. He didn't sustain any injuries, but he was sent sliding a considerable distance and struggled to recover due to the 'acid' being extremely slippery.
Before Kirishima could think to thank her, Mina screamed, "Get back here, you stupid blockhead!" with a frustrated, visibly annoyed look on her face. She appreciated that Kirishima was doing his best to behave like the 'man' he aspired to become, but charging haphazardly into the enemy when you had no idea what they were capable of was just reckless.
Realizing he had made Mina angry, Kirishima scratched the back of his head, an awkward laugh briefly emanating from his throat before he turned to Shoda, a more natural smile adorning his face as he said, "It was a great fight. You're really strong for such a little guy. Let's do this again sometime, okay?"
Though he and Shoda were still enemies, Kirishima extended his fist for the much shorter youth to bump. Shoda was a bit taken aback by this, believing Kirishima might be trying to trick him, but since he could always activate his Quirk to trigger a second impact, he ultimately reciprocated the gesture before watching in dumbfounded silence as the hot-blooded red-head returned to his team to receive a berating...
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With Toru accompanying him, largely because she had nothing better to do, Izuku used Blackwhip like a shovel to scoop at the mud-like remains of Class 1-B's headquarters, making steady progress until he reached an underground room that was unaffected by the softening Quirk.
Dropping into said room, Izuku encountered a fairly tall figure wearing a costume similar to Ida's. Instead of the predominately white coloration of Ida's costume, however, his was primarily clay-colored, appearing orange over a base of black. It actually looked pretty badass, especially with a streamlined black helmet and breathing apparatus, but Izuku hadn't come there to admire his opponent's outfit, stating, "Hand over the briefcase." in a firm tone.
"Sorry, but I can't do that..." replied the man, adopting a combat pose as he added, "My team&mdash;my friends and classmates are counting on me..."
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Name: [Juzo Honenuki]
Title: Party Invitation Required
Quirk: Softening
Bond Level: 56
Current Level: 24
Effective Level: 47
[Attributes]
Strength: 42
Agility: 37
Vitality: 108
Intelligence: 61
Dexterity: 51
Luck: 72
Free Attributes: 120
[Perks]
Party Invitation Required
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Nodding in approval, Izuku remarked, "You certainly aren't lacking in conviction. But, as you cannot move the briefcase, you are limited in how you can use your Quirk. Even if you tried dropping the roof down on top of me, it would only slow us down. Since my mobility is much higher, it would only take a few seconds for me to capture you."
Lowering his stance even further, Honenuki replied, "That might be the case, but a real Hero never gives up, no matter how the odds are stacked against them. So long as there are people counting on me, I'll find a way-"
Before Honenuki could finish his motivational speech, Aizawa's lazy voice came over the speakers permeating the city, stating, "The Foundational Heroics First Term Practical Exam is now over. Class 1-A was the first to recover the opponent's briefcase and input the shutdown sequence for the Villain robots, so they're the victors. All students are to gather at the rendezvous point within the next fifteen minutes."
Turning on his heels, Honenuki's eyes widened beneath his mask as he saw the briefcase he was meant to be protecting wide open. At the same time, an incredibly excited and bubbly girl's voice exclaimed, "Score 1000 for Stealth Hero: Invisible Girl~!"
Since Toru was currently bereft of her gloves and boots, no one could see her throwing up double peace signs before she ran over and pounced on Izuku, nearly triggering his Tripping Perk. Fortunately, just as they were about to fall over, placing themselves in a fairly awkward position, Izuku supported them upright with Blackwhip, smiling wryly as he whispered, "I get that you're happy, but don't forget the situation..." while patting Toru's invisible head. He ordinarily would have cupped her pillowy bottom and given her a deep kiss, but even if she were invisible, it would have been fairly obvious what they were doing to any observers...
While pretending to laugh bashfully, Toru exploited her invisible status to press her thigh against Izuku's crotch. She absolutely adored being in the spotlight, so now that she had scored a thousand points for her team, she really wanted someone to praise her for it. Luckily, they had the following few days off, transitioning into the final week before Summer Break, so she was confident she could get Izuku to reward her plentily before his birthday celebration on the 15th...
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Chapter 77: Chapter 77