30 Chapter 30
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The three left the entryway and walked in with the rest of the crowd. Beneath Deku's mask, a smile cracked across his face.
"We're in."
As patrons made their way inside the large stadium, a middle-aged couple made their way inside, in awe of the grand structure around them.
As Kitsuki Bakugo walked with her arm around her husband's she turned to him with a proud smile. "Wow, look at this place! Our boy really made it to the big time, huh?"
"He sure did, hun..." Masaru stuttered under his wife's brash voice.
He looked behind him before raising his hand to the glycerin woman's ear. "But, are you sure it was a good idea to bring Inko along? You know that our son and hers didn't exactly get along."
"Well, I had to do something, honey!" Mitsuki chided back quietly. "You should have seen her the night when she called me over a week ago! She was telling me that the Green Rabbit, that villain who's been running around town, is actually Izuku!"
"Oh, dear..." Masaru chanced a look back at the woman following slowly behind, barely trotting along as she fiddled with her handbag and darted her head around as if hoping to see someone in the endless crowd of people swarming in.
"She was even about to go to the police about it, but I managed to talk her down," Mitsuki explained.
"If she went barging in, claiming that her son was the villain who took down Death Arms, Kamui Woods, X-Less, and was part of the attack on the school, she'd look like a man woman! I had to do something to help her get her mind off things, and this was all I could think of!"
"Fair enough..." Masaru sighed. "I can't imagine what she must be going through."
"I promised her that after the sports festival, we'd go see the detective who took Izuku's case, but right now, she needs a break!" The glycerin woman then turned back to Inko and called her over.
"Hey Inko, what's the hold-up?! We gotta find our seats before the show starts!"
"I-I'm coming! I'm coming!" The levitation woman called back as she trotted up to her old friend.
"But, are you sure I should be here, Mitsuki? If Izuku is a...a..." The poor woman couldn't even say it. She shook her head before skipping over the painful theory. "I really think I should go to the police and tell them, this instant!"
"Inko, I'm not saying I don't believe you, but this is a bit of a stretch, don't you think? I mean, Izuku, your Izuku, running off to become a villain of all things? C'mon!" Mitsuki claimed in her usual boisterous tone.
The levitation woman looked down at the floor with sullen eyes and a forced smile on her face. "Yeah...I guess you have a point..."
Mitsuki saw this and immediately felt regret. She unlinked herself from her husband and walked over to her old friend, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Listen, Inko. Once the sports festival is over, we'll both go to the authorities and tell them all about this. What do you say?"
Inko looked up, a tiny spark of hope in her eyes. "R-Really?"
"Really, really!" The glycerin woman beamed as she wrapped her arm around Inko and dragged her along. "Now, c'mon! I wanna see my boy blast the competition out of the water!"
Please, stop shouting, honey. You're drawing attention..." Masaru pleaded as the three made their way to their seats.
Down in the stadium's locker rooms, students of the illustrious hero school were suiting up and warming up for their upcoming debut as future heroes.
All the students were clad in the school's specially designed gym uniforms. A mix of anxiety, excitement, and determination filled the air.
This was their first step into showing the world who they were, and what they could do...
And it took everything Ochako Ururaka had to stop herself from throwing up.
"Hey, Ochako!" The gravity girl turned to see Itsuka coming her way, and was immediately comforted at seeing one of her friends. "Hey, Itsuka!"
"Nervous?" The big-hand girl asked the obvious question with a chuckle.
"Like you wouldn't believe!" The gravity girl giggled. "But also, kind of excited! I never thought I'd make it here! I always wanted to be a part of the sports festival. But, now that I'm here..."
"What's wrong?" The big sister of 1-A inquired. "C'mon, you can tell me."
"...It's just...what if my quirk isn't good enough?" The gravity girl confessed. "I mean, it didn't help much in the battle scenario against Bakugo and Iida.
And I didn't do all that much in the middle of the whole USJ thing..." The brunette shivered at the awful memory. "What if...I don't deserve to be here?"
"Don't say that!" Itsuka took her friend by her shoulder and forced her to look her in the eye, taking the gravity girl by surprise.
"You, as well as everyone here, earned their right to be here! And you did more than enough at the USJ! You protected Thirteen, and helped Iida get out of the building! If there's anyone here who deserves to be a called a hero, it's you!"
Ochako felt the weight on her chest lift at the supportive girl's words. "Thanks, Itsuka! I needed that!"
The redhead gave her friend a wink and a thumbs-up. "Anytime!"
"Move it, Round-Face and Baloon-Hands!"
Both girls lept out of the way as Katsuki Bakugo stormed his way past the two, his scowl looking deeper than it usually is.
Kirishima came running up behind him and stopped before the two girls. "Sorry about that! Baku-bro's just a little...on edge, that's all!"
As the skin-hardening boy turned and followed after the bomb boy, Ochako and Itsuka looked at the fuming hothead of the class.
"Is it me, or is Bakugo a little more...sensitive than usual?" Ochako whispered to the girl, not wanting Katsuki's rage to be directed toward her if he heard.
"He has been a lot more unbearable these last few weeks..." Itsuka commented. "Ever since the USJ, he's been extra...' him' as of late. I guess being held hostage by that villain must have shaken him up something fierce."
"Will you stop following me around, fang-face!" The roar of Katsuki drew the girl's attention toward him.
Bakugo was seething at the crimson-haired boy, who held his hands up in defence with a friendly smile. "Relax, Baku-bro! I get that your nervous, but-!"
"Nervous?! I ain't nervous! I'm gonna win this whole thing!" The bomb boy blasted for all to hear. "All you extras better stay out of my way if you know what's good for you!"
"...And if we don't?"
All heads snapped toward the white-and-red haired loner of Class 1-A. Shoto stood from the wall he was leaning on and made his way to the fuming blonde.
The scarred boy stood face to face with the bomb boy, his cold, hard stare clashing with Bakugo's raging, bloodshot glare.
"What happens when we won't stay out of your way?" The ice wielder asked once again.
Bakugo's snarl turned to a feral smirk. "Then I'm gonna blow all you losers out of the way! So, on second thought, please get in my way! I'd love the publicity!"
"You're not the only one who wants to prove himself, Bakugo. I've got my own reasons to show the world what kind of hero I will be. And if I have to take you down a few pegs to do so...then so be it." Todoroki made abundantly clear.
The two powerhouses of the top class of UA stood face to face. All others present watched them from a distance, fearful of getting too close.
After a few more seconds of tension, the two turned away simultaneously, letting everyone release the breath they didn't know they were holding.
"Is it just me, or did it just drop a few degrees in here?" Kyoka Jiro, the punk-rock girl of the class, with short dark purple hair, and earphone jacks growing out of her earlobes, voiced as she rubbed her suddenly cold arms.
"...Hey, Itsumi?" Ochako spoke up, unable to tear her eyes away from the two resolute competitors.
"Yeah, Ochako?" Itsumi answered, having the same problem.
"Is it too late for me to forfeit?" The gravity girl asked with a fearful quiver in her voice.
"I think so..." The big-hand girl replied dejectedly.
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