I'm Just Passerby

Tokyo, a corner grocery store in a shopping street.

"Rrring-rrring-rrring-rrring ~~~~~~" In the quiet afternoon, a sudden ringing sound echoed in the store.

"Umm..." In the empty store, a murmuring sound could be heard, and after nearly a minute, a hand slowly lifted and placed on the counter, fingers touching a pencil on top of it.

In the next second, the pencil suddenly gained momentum and flew out at an invisible speed, directly piercing through an alarm clock on the other end of the counter. The store returned to its silence once again. Five minutes later, a young man with white hair and a tired expression slowly sat up with a series of powerless yawns.

"I shouldn't have set the alarm clock. Another one is broken," he muttered to himself, glancing at the counter.

He picked up a half-eaten chocolate bar and took a bite. "Umm...I just can't change my morning mood. It's been so many years and it's still the same."

After finishing the chocolate, the young man got up and went to the bathroom to freshen up. Looking at his disheveled appearance in the mirror, the young man couldn't help but comment, "It's a good thing I'm not a silver-haired dead fish eye or an old man. Well, if you add up two lifetimes, it might be about the same?"

The young man was a transmigrator, and how he traveled through is too complicated to explain. Anyway, he just went "whoosh" and became a baby, an orphan who was then taken in by an orphanage. At the age of four, he was adopted by an elderly couple and brought home, where he was raised and given the name Renault.

As for the old couple, they originally had a son and daughter-in-law, both of whom were Pro Heroes. However, they sacrificed their lives while carrying out a mission to take down a criminal organization.

Yes, Pro Heroes. This world is a world full of powerful forces and heroes.

Before transmigrating, Renault was also an orphan. After being trained by the orphanage and attending university, he supported himself through part-time jobs. As a boy of his age, he had also been exposed to anime and games.

When he came to this world and learned about its basic situation, his first reaction was whether he had come to the world of "One Punch Man".

After being scared for a while, he finally put his mind at ease after completely understanding the situation. Fortunately, there were no aliens or bald capes like those in the anime. Although there were always criminals, they were often quickly subdued by the Pro Heroes.

Well, these criminals were generally much better than the monsters that Renault had seen in the anime, which would often destroy an entire city and create huge craters like nuclear bombs.

At least they were still human.

As for Renault himself, he returned to a normal life after leaving the orphanage. However, when he was twelve years old, three years ago, the old couple both fell ill and passed away, leaving Renault with some inheritance and this grocery store.

Renault, who is now 15 years old and about to graduate from middle school, is faced with the decision of which high school to attend.

"It's come to this," he sighs as he emerges from the bathroom and slumps into the recliner behind the counter, staring blankly at the ceiling.

In this world, the vast majority of people have various superpowers known as Quirks. Quirks come in many different types, some of which can even change their owner's appearance, much like the Thing from Marvel's Fantastic Four. Naturally, Renault has also awakened his own Quirk, which he just discovered can puncture alarm clocks with his pencil.

After analyzing his ability with his "golden finger," Renault has given his power a name, Vector Manipulation. It's a name that baffles him, and he can't help but wonder if he'll suddenly be hit with a surprise attack from that porcupine head guy or something. Fortunately, while there are plenty of places in this world that study about heroes and Quirks, there's no Academy City.

After a while, he came to terms with it. He was not Accelerator, he only have the same abilities, after all, they were just different.

Renault's Vector Manipulation ability after his own training had reached Level 3, which was incomparable to the one in the Magical Index world. But for Renault, along with his other skills, should be fully capable of protecting himself.

Checking the time, Renault stopped reminiscing, opened the door of the grocery store, and headed out to the shopping street, locking the door behind him.

"I took a day off to go fishing all day, and tomorrow, I really need to make a decision about my future. Should I go to U.A. High School? I don't even know if this decision is right. If my grandparents find out, they'll definitely support me openly and worry about me behind my back."

As he was thinking, Renault walked towards the supermarket. Although he ran the grocery store, he didn't sell meat or vegetables, so he had to go out and buy them himself.

Fortunately, his cooking skills had improved from years of living alone.

After wandering around the supermarket, he bought a bunch of meat and vegetables, and also picked up a 300-pound grip strengthener from a nearby sports store. He carried the shopping bag in one hand and squeezed the grip strengthener in the other as he made his way home.

However, as mentioned earlier, because of the existence of Quirk in this world, crimes, and dangers were much more prevalent than in Renault's previous world.

On the road ahead, there were violent explosions and flames, as well as a panicked crowd, causing Renault to slowly come to a stop.

"Here we go again. This world is really full of trouble," Renault sighed, putting the grip strengthener back in the bag. "Hmm... based on past experience, a Pro Hero should arrive within three minutes. Let's see what's going on first."

While most people have personalities, abilities also vary greatly in strength and weakness. Only a very small number of people are suitable and choose to become heroes. Most people just live ordinary lives.

Sure enough, as Renault approached, he saw three Pro Heroes arrive. Upon seeing the culprit of the incident, Renault couldn't help but frown.

He saw a slimy monster that looked like a large slime, entangled with a young boy with light brown hair, facing off against the three Pro Heroes. "What a disgusting creature, and it's even taken someone hostage. But those three should be able to handle it."

However, in the next moment, Renault saw that the hero who was obviously a strength-type had their power completely absorbed by the sludge-like body when they struck the creature earlier and was then hit back by a tentacle.

"Ah, forget it. I'll help out. It looks like he's around my age and should be a student at a nearby middle school." As he spoke, Renault stepped forward, ready to rescue the hostage. This type of enemy posed no threat to his abilities.

Just as Renault was about to use his powers, the boy who was held hostage seemed to have activated his own ability after a scream, triggering an explosion.

However, it was ineffective. "Brave effort, but your ability has been nullified."

As he spoke, Renault crossed the crowd and approached the strength-type hero, handing him his bag. "Can you help me carry this, please?"

"Hey! Who are you? Don't come close to here!"

"Me? I'm just a passerby who wants to help." Renault smiled at the Pro Hero, and a swirl of wind suddenly appeared around him. The next moment, Renault disappeared from his original spot and appeared in front of the strange person, raising his hand and pressing it against him.

"Boom!"