Kirishima joked, "Yo! Pretty hot and heavy this early! Better invite me to the wedding!" so I silently gut-punched him.
Talk all you want, peasant.
Hm? What's wrong, Kacchan?
Why won't you look at my face? Hey.
What's up?
While lecturing the stupid-talking Kirishima, we headed to the classroom.
When I opened the door to Class A's classroom, everyone was chattering away. These guys are always chattering.
"Ah! Good morning, Niko-chan!"
"Morning, Ochako! It's been two days!"
"Right?"
"Right?"
"You can't tell she was pissed off until just now. Girls are scary."
"You're just an idiot."
While talking with Ochako about yesterday, she was blushing and acting all shy. What's wrong, did you eat something weird? Just because you don't have money doesn't mean you should literally eat roadside grass, Ochako.
"No, I didn't eat any. But like, Niko-chan, do you really not get it?"
"Get what?"
"W-well, I can't say it myself... I-I think that kind of thing only means something if you realize it yourself."
"Huh? I don't really get it, but okay."
Well, let's save this talk for later.
"More importantly, what did you do yesterday, Ochako?"
"Huh? Me? When they suddenly said we had a day off, I didn't have anything to do... so, um, I slept."
"All day?"
"No, I went jogging, but other than that, yeah."
Is that really okay for a high school girl in her prime?
Well, if you don't have money, I guess it can't be helped...
"Kaminari!"
"Hm? What, Midoriya? Switching from Bakugo to me?"
"If you don't want your eyes gouged out, close that healthy mouth of yours."
"That's scary! What?!"
"Treat Ochako to a meal on the way home today."
"Huh?!"
Ochako looks super flustered.
"I mean, I'm fine with it, but Uraraka's making quite the face."
"She's just shy."
"I'm not being shy! It's fine, don't do things like that!"
I said it for Ochako's sake, but she rejected it with all her might. How unpopular are you, Kaminari? Normally when someone offers to treat you, your heart would lean a little that way. Instant rejection though. This guy's probably struck out with all the girls in our class, hasn't he?
I felt sorry for him, so I gently patted his shoulder saying "better luck next time," and got the response "that hurts more." Good to see he has the energy to talk back.
Around when Glasses started making noise, the classroom door slid open.
The one who entered was our Eraserhead. I thought it would happen someday, but his face has finally been invaded by bandages too. Poor thing.
"Good morning."
Our Eraserhead said just that and promptly went to the podium. I saw Glasses raise his hand, so I threw an eraser at the back of his head. Whatever he's going to say won't be important anyway, so shut up.
Today's Eraserhead shouldn't be teased carelessly.
You'll regret it.
As I predicted, Eraserhead began speaking with a sharp edge the whole time.
"Don't let your guard down just because you drove off a villain or two. The next battle is right around the corner."
"Battle...!"
"Battle?"
"Villains again?!"
While everyone got restless, excellent Souko-chan got ahead of things and searched on her phone.
An article featured an event UA was hosting.
"The U—"
"The UA Sports Festival."
I felt like a gust of wind blew through the class.
Wait, what? Me? Yes, it's me, but? I'm the one who informed you, so what?—Ah! My phone! Damn it, Eraserhead! Give it back! Give me back my phone!—Wah! Hey, don't dig through it! Don't dig through it! Don't dig through my kitty folder! Those babies are my idol kitties! Could you please return it, Eraserhead?!
When I begged while crying, he returned it.
Worth trying, sniff.
Oh, but later he told me to copy the entire cat folder and hand it over to check for any dangers. Damn it, they're my back-alley idols.
Also, what dangers?!
"Ahem, got interrupted by an idiot, but let's get back on track."
The story Eraserhead explained was basically that we're doing the Sports Festival. Something about increased security because of the thugs, it being bigger than the Olympics, pro heroes scouting—stuff like that.
"Time is finite. If pros take notice of you, your future opens up right there. Once a year, three times total. If you aspire to be a hero, it's an event you absolutely cannot miss."
Eraserhead leaned forward at the podium and glared intensely at everyone.
I heard "Agh, crap, I wet myself" from the seat behind me, but I pretended not to hear.
Mineta, if you touch me, consider your life forfeit.
"Take this seriously. That's all—"
"Yes!"
Eraserhead looked directly at me.
A gaze of pure, one hundred percent doubt without a shred of trust. What a rude look. I just responded.
"Midoriya, what?"
"Huh? No, I was just responding..."
"...I see. I thought you were about to say something stupid again."
"How rude!"
This is infuriating!
That's super rude to Souko-chan, whose good behavior is known even to Santa!
What do you think I am?!
"My apologies."
"I won't forgive you! I absolutely won't! To a student who was trying her best, what did you direct at her, Eraserhead? That's right, a gaze of doubt! I'm hurt! I'm seriously hurt! My adolescent glass heart is all scratched up!"
"That's why I apologized. I'm sorry. However, I'm surprised you're being proactive about this kind of event. It's not exactly making amends, but depending on your results, I'll negotiate to reduce your summer remedial days."
"I won't be fool—wait, what? Repeat after me?"
"I'll negotiate to reduce your remedial days. Depending on your results."
The hateful remedial days that filled my summer vacation could be wiped away...?!
I stood up reflexively.
Let me be clear—I was totally planning to skip the Sports Festival. I was planning to have a stomachache that day. If that didn't work, I was planning to be abducted by an Adamski flying saucer and go missing for a day.
Why? Because the Sports Festival is a pain. It's a drag. So I was totally planning to skip it.
But after nitpicking Eraserhead's careless comment and pressing him, apparently if I produce results in just one day at the Sports Festival, my entire summer vacation could come back.
There's no deal sweeter than this.
I'm doing it.
"...Hey, Midoriya."
"Yes! Midoriya Souko! I will participate in the UA Sports Festival with utmost sincerity! I will absolutely produce results that will satisfy you, Eraserhead! I earnestly pray that you will reconsider the remedial matter!"
"Your Japanese is a mess. Well, I got the message. Do your best."
"Yes, sir!"
On this day, I firmly vowed to become Number One at the UA Sports Festival.
"Ribbit, Aizawa-sensei, I don't think you actually confirmed anything..."
"Shh! Tsuyu-chan, quiet!"
"No talking—"
"Ribbit."
"Ah."
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