I do apologise this took a while
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Koun flipped a coin as he sat in the chair opposite his doctor, Corazon, and looking out the window.
Sitting in the small and messy office room of his doctor, having a beautiful veiw overlooking the city square. The man has just ended the call he was in and turned to face Koun.
"So, how is my annoying patient feeling?" Corazon asked as he looked through the papers on his clipboard before looking at Koun.
Koun was quiet. He flipped the coin, his face was unreadable as he looked out the window.
"Just rip the band aid. How bad is it and how long." He said, landing heads for the seventh time.
"Well... Unfortunately you'll have to come every two weeks for these tests amd treatments. Looking at these results... Ill rip it off and say it's not good at all."
He looked to Koun for a reply, but the man was quiet. Corazon sighed as he began.
"Look, your quirk "Adrenal Limit," just like many high-end regenerative Quirks, accelerates cellular regeneration at the cost of long-term genomic stability.
Over time, that unnatural regeneration puts massive stress on cellular DNA, increasing mutation rates... And in rare cases, especially in Quirks that force rapid and repeated tissue repair, it leads to the development of aggressive, Quirk-resistant cancers."
"How rare are we talking." Koun asked, little emotion in his voice, Corazon shook his head before he answered the man.
"Only Quirks with long-term or repeated regeneration usually to trigger this.
Your specific case is even rarer because Adrenal Limit boosts physical functions temporarily, meaning it has hyperstimulated every tissue including stem cells and lymphatic systems, where certain cancers, like blood or nerve-related, begin."
Corazon let out a breathe as he finally had a chance to breathe after saying all that. He didn't expect a good reaction from Koun but so far it's been good.
'One would expect a man to go apeshit or breakdown after getting this news. He's handling it surprisingly well...'
Koun starting lightly laughing as he looked at Corazon, standing up as he stegnthed his arms and placed the coin on the table.
"I can punch through pure concrete, but the same power I use gives me the worse disease. Aint that something? So, how long do I have then and is there any possible treatment?"
Corazon sighed as he picked up a cigarette and pulled a lighter from his pocket and lit it, putting it to his mouth as he took a deep breath of it and exhaled a faint cloud of smoke towards the window.
Koun holding in a smirk at the irony.
"We've progressed to beat near every disease, but cancer is one we dont have a cure for. The main problem being that it adapts with the body, I could ramble on but time is money.
Three years. We got it early with treatments few years back and with all the treatments you've gotten, instead of dying five years ago, you'll live on for another three years. Four if you're extra lucky."
'... I wouldn't be able to see Satoru graduate... On second thought...'
A smirk on Kouns face grew as he walked out the office.
"Doc, I'm feeling real lucky."
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Meanwhile at UA...
"Check." Jogo announced as he flipped through a file.
Nezu sat across from Madame Reinka Kamizono, a chess board between them. Jogo and with Gojo as the two watched.
"So you came here then called me here... to see me... and make a deal that I work or join the Hero Public Safety Commission?" Satoru asked with a confused look.
"In simple terms yes. When you have your internship after the sports festival, I would prefer it if you picked Hawks, or even Ryom-"
"Over my dead. Cold. Rotting body." Gojo spat out. "Hawks, one of your henchmen as well huh."
Madame Kamizono sighed at his response.
'Why am I surprised. He works for me.'
"I understand your father and you... don't see eye to eye, nor have seen each other since you were six years old.
Hawks will send a 'invitation' for another meeting for us to speak. You will then work for the Commission through him, and you can get a few benefits. We can go into more details when you do accept."
"Check. Nezu." Jogo said again. Nezu sat there with a serious thinking expression on how to get out of the current losing Check.
"What benefits we talking." Satoru asked and this time Jogo responded to him.
"Well kid, you'll get a boost in your hero reputation, you'll be part of international business, to some degree, and you'll get money, save people and free reign to train your quirk." Jogo concluded as he snapped his fingers, a small flame lighting his thumb and pulled a cigar from his jacket before the flame burnt out.
"The fuck?" He looked at his hand and then around him before looking at Satorubwoth narrowed eyes. Meamwhile, Satoru, next to him trying to hide his exhaustion from using Infinity.
'Thia brat burnt out the flame... Annoying.' He daid to himself as he tried to lit his cigarette again before Nezu pointed to a "No Smoking" sigh in the corner of the room.
"Damn you." He put the cigar back in his jacket as he relaxed more into the couch.
Meanwhile Satoru sat in thought, running a hand through his hair as he leaned back into the couch.
"I must say, young Satoru, what is your hair routine for such wonderful head of hair." Nezu asked with a smile, as hevmoved a piece. "Check, and I got your queen Madame." He said smuggly, now in the winning position.
Satoru chuckled as he answered with a slight smirk, "All natural, I wake up with my hair like this, slight comb and it's perfect."
"Hm must be nice, and how's the class, what's your personal opinion." Nezu asked.
"Weak, but overall, pretty nice people. Just weak for me." Gojo said calmly, Jogo next to him taking mental notes along with Nezu.
"Checkmate." Madame Kamizono announced as she stood up with Nezu pouting mumbling something under his breath.
"I take it you agree to the deal." She said to Satoru, who replied back immediately.
"Give me till the sports festival. You'll get your answer." He said calmly, Jogo next to him also standing up.
Suddenly, a slight and visible ripple in the air behind Kamizono and Jogo appeared, this then made Satorus head shoot up.
To his sight, a warp gate opened behind her and Jogo, Gojo's mind immediately, analysing and focusing on the spacial coordinates of the area, and just as it appeared it swallowed the two before disappearing.
'Warp gate... they made a hole in space, held it open then had it collapse back in.' Gojo sat there breaking down the mechanics of what he saw.
Nezu sat there, with a curious look at the boy.
"The warp gate. You seem interested." He said, brining Satoru back as he turned to look at the furry small Principle.
"Had to figure out how it worked." He said. "Might have a way to prevent it from working."
That made Nezu raise his eyebrows, just as he was aboutto ask, an alarm went off.
Satoru sat calmly, wondering what's happening as Nezu did the same, a tablet already in hand.
Aizawa came through the door, a few other teachers behind him.
"Nezu, break in, main gate. Reporters." He said quickly, Nezu nodded.
"Go sort out the situation, meet me at the gate." Aizaea nodded with Nezus words, him and the rest all going to do as he said.
"So Gojo. Mind carrying me on your shoulders and telling me about what you know of the warp gate?"
Satoru looked at him as if he had asked him to do something ridiculous.
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A few minutes later...
Nezu sat upon Satorus shoulder with a tablet, Aizawa, Midnight and Present Mic with the police investigators at the main gate.
"Mobs under control now. So who's the looker." Said the seductive voice of Midnight, leaning into Satoru for a closer look.
"He is a minor." Said Present Mic as he shook his head, Aizawa standing besides him with the police investigator shaking his head, all three men giving a disapproving look at the now pouting possibly predatory woman.
"By the way, Satoru Gojo, you won the class elections along with Midoriya as your vice. Congratulations." Aizawa said as he inspected the damaged wall.
Gojo smiles at this. Nezu clapping his paws before going back to tapping his tablet.
"Who's dumb enough to do this? Whoever they are better hope their pockets are deep enough for this dent." Present Mic said as he stuck a random pose.
Satoru looked at the damage, then glanced at the group of captured Reporters and fans.
"Maybe just check the cams and any place intruders could hide. Just my advice." Gojo said as he turned around.
"I'm heading back to class. Meet you there Aizawa."
"Actually just go to the school parking bay. They're waiting there, we are going on a hero course exercise somewhere."
The man replied as he took out eye drops to put in his eyes.
"Huh, and where's that somewhere?"
"The Unforseen Simulation Joint. In other words. U.S.J."
Time till awakening: 3 Hours.
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