Chapter 32 - U.A. Entrance Exam 1

Izuku made his way to the U.A. Highschool, the most prestigious Hero academy for aspiring heroes where they could learn everything they needed to be a successful pro. With a difficulty rating of 79 on the entrance exam, most aspiring students were unsure whether they would even be considered a candidate.

(A/N: No cap, idk wtf an exam diff rating of 79 actually means. I just copy word for word from the manga lmao)

He called Toga on his earphones whenever he was free, as he always did. Usually while on his way to school or even working out.

While this may seem exhausting to some, Izuku found it to be mostly fine. They weren't constantly talking to one another; instead, they were just on the call, waiting for one of them to start a conversation. If they didn't have a conversation starter, the line would go on and off without even a word uttered.

It's like having a friend right beside you at all times. That's if your friend is a morphing serial killer, but that's beside the point. The point is that having company is nice.

"Good luck Izuku!" Toga said through the phone as Izuku heard several kisses of hers ring through.

"Thanks, how's your thing going there?" Izuku asked back. Toga had recently embarked on a spiritual journey to find out why she was so fascinated by blood.

It went on for months until finally, she gave up and just couldn't care anymore. Why bother when there was no good lead and no good results? But it did lead her to discover a new hobby she had never known she had: painting.

Toga had never been interested in creative fields before, but when she began writing findings about her spiritual journey on the walls with the blood of her victims, something clicked. It wasn't that she didn't want to paint; it was just that she had never done so with blood!

"It's fun here! But, they gave me "Painter of Death" as my nickname. Isn't that the lamest name I've gotten so far?" Toga asked.

"Mn, it's kind of catchy, no?"

"Izuku~, you have no taste!"

"Fine," Izuku laughed, not minding her criticism. Their tastes are clearly much different than one another anyway. "Just find another town or country if you're that bothered."

"Uhh, don't you want me to come back to Musutafu Izuku? I miss you~,"

"That's what you get for getting too close to my house," Izuku flatly said. Toga once tried to enter his house while it was schooltime to enter his room. Unluckily, Izuku wasn't a good student and was at home. Toga was then kicked out of Musatufu by Izuku for a few months as punishment.

Toga hurled a slew of complaints, causing Izuku to roll his eyes at her. They talked almost every other day, and yet she was still this needy. Izuku wonders what she would be doing if they hadn't met.

"I miss you too if that makes you feel better," Izuku added. He was missing Toga sucking his blood. Not because he was addicted to it, but because it had become so ingrained in his daily routine that not doing it felt strange.

Izuku smiled as he heard loud giggles coming from his phone. Toga is such a simple woman that he couldn't help but succumb to her little whims.

"Ah, someone came into my alleyway, see you later Izuku!" Toga said as Izuku faintly heard a voice talking to Toga, thinking whoever encountered her is unlucky. Well, people who come into a dark alleyway to greet a girl wearing her school uniform probably isn't good guy anyway.

Izuku ended the call as he arrived in U.A. He looks around the massive gate and walls that surround U.A. High and wonders how this school can continue to operate.

According to his knowledge, students are not required to pay an admission fee, or any fee rather, since the school covers everything. They even gave out allowances, so how can they recoup their losses?

The front gate alone exudes an aura that tells him this isn't just any ordinary building. When he knocked on the outer gates, he realized they weren't made of ordinary steel.

Izuku wanted to test how his worn-out sword he had been using with Toga would fare against this but that'd be an immediate disqualification, which he'd rather not get. Though, as Izuku thought of his sword, he noticed a movement from within his guitar case.

Izuku was perplexed after lying down and opening the case and picking up a specific cat from within. "Lin…why are you here?"

*Meow!*

"What do you mean you're hungry, I just gave you food before I left," Izuku booped Lin's nose as she growled in anger. Lin had been acting out because she was lonely, he suspected, ever since his relationship with Mitsuki and Toga grew.

It was fine when it was just Inko because they spent most of their time at home, where Lin was, but when Izuku went out with Toga or Mitsuki, Lin rarely accompanied them.

Add to the fact that Lin and Toga don't exactly get along. He knew Toga was somewhat like a cat, always doing what she wants, marking her territory on Izuku by biting his neck, and all that, but Izuku never expected Lin to be…jealous?

"Fine…" Izuku sighed and relented. He knew he had done Lin dirty ever since he came into this world. They used to spend at least 70% of their idle time together and now it had gone down quite considerably.

He picked Lin up and let her sit on his shoulders. Lin was still small, allowing her to fit in without being too much of a nuisance.

Izuku wasn't sure if they'd let Lin tag along, but he'd seen someone with a strange cliff-like head walk in with birds and squirrels on his shoulder, so it should be fine.

Izuku was about to walk in when he noticed someone staring at him. It was also a familiar one, and Izuku only smiled and waved, saying, "Kacchan, morning."

Since he and Mitsuki were a "thing," he decided to treat Bakugou a little better. Instead of ignoring the poor guy, Izuku decided to at least greet him. He still didn't hold back on the beatings tho since Bakugou never learned.

Greeting Bakugou with Kacchan also pisses him off quite a bit, so Izuku kept using that nickname. Sure enough, Bakugou's face turned dark when he heard Izuku's greetings.

He kept his glare on Izuku but soon left without saying a word back. 'Rude, but okay,' Izuku thought and laughed. Today was an important day for the aspiring no.1 hero after all, so it was expected for him to be cool and collected.

Izuku entered and discovered the school grounds to be much grander than he had imagined from the outside. They weren't cheap when it came to the amount of land they used. There was already a large patch of land used as a park between the gate and the main building.

Izuku let Lin run around as she played near the nearby fish pond. He took out a U.A. promotional pamphlet that the previous Izuku had kept and realized that the school's facilities looked better in person than in the pictures.

If everything was true, including the hyperrealistic city training grounds, then Izuku could only conclude that money isn't a problem for U.A. if they can spend this much on their facilities and lands.

He took a seat on the nearby bench and observed the influx of candidates coming in from the outside. He still had spare time anyway, might as well check out the competition.

Mutant-like quirks are something Izuku found particularly interesting in this world. Or, more specifically, how they are so easily accepted into society. Some were unaffected by their quirks, but others, such as one he saw walking with multiple arms, were not so lucky.

'If this was my previous world, I bet they'd kill everyone, even those with barely any differences from humans,' Izuku chuckled. 'I guess when some mutants have the quirk to level the ground, discrimination isn't as easy to act out,'

As someone from a different world, Izuku felt as if he was watching a circus when he saw so many different humanoids walking in. It was a particularly unique sight to behold.

Izuku called Lin back and wanted to go in and register himself. But, before he could, he heard someone approaching him. Izuku turned to see a small boy waving at him with purple balls stuck in his hair. To say Izuku wanted to punch this overly familiar guy was an understatement.

'...who?'

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