Teacher's Quirk

Inside the arena, Midoriya Izuku had no time to think. He clenched his baseball tightly and assumed the pitching posture, while simultaneously unleashing his Quirk.

Renault, who was in the group, immediately recognized that Midoriya Izuku was preparing to use his full power. "He's acting impulsively. If he could just hold back for a moment and quickly master his Quirk later, there wouldn't be much of a problem. But now, if he really throws that ball in front of Aizawa Shota, even if he gets good results, it will only lead to the worst outcome."

Frowning, Renault watched the scene. Although he hadn't spoken to Midoriya Izuku much, he had a favorable impression of him from their previous encounters.

However, at the moment when the ball was about to be thrown, Renault realized that Midoriya Izuku did not throw it very far as he had demonstrated just a second earlier. He only threw it forward for 40 meters.

"This is..."

Turning his head quickly, Renault saw that it was Aizawa Shota, the homeroom teacher, who had made a move. The strips of cloth that were wrapped around his neck like a scarf had completely unfolded and were now surrounding his body.

As he was facing the other way, only Midoriya Izuku saw the pair of eyes that were shining with red light belonging to Aizawa Shota.

"I've erased your Quirk. That entrance exam was severely lacking in rationality. A guy like you managed to get in," Aizawa Shota said.

Aizawa "Erased...Quirk..." Midoriya Izuku looked at Shota in a daze for a few seconds, then shouted loudly, "Those goggles...it's true! Your Quirk can erase others' Quirks by just looking at them...the Quirk that erases heroes' quirks...Eraser Head!"

"Eraser Head? A quirk that erases other quirks? I haven't heard of that before. Yaoyorozu, do you know?" Renault was surprised to learn of this quirk and turned to Momo beside him for answers.

Yaoyorozu Momo nodded in response, "I've only heard of him. He's a discreet hero who doesn't like appearing in the media, so not many people know about him."

Renault couldn't believe that even a hero like Eraser Head existed in U.A. High.

As he watched Aizawa Shota continue to use his Quirk, Renault's expression grew serious. Erasing someone's Quirk just by looking at them meant that his own Vector Manipulation Quirk would be useless against their homeroom teacher.

It felt like a version of Accelerator versus Kamijou Touma, except this time it wasn't someone of the same age but rather his teacher.

Renault couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache, but at least he wasn't an enemy, nor was he Accelerator.

"But, if there's someone like Aizawa Shota here, could there be others out there with similar Quirks? Like someone who can neutralize impact force, or make attacks ineffective like the elemental devil fruit in One Piece. If that's the case, then my ability isn't truly invincible either."

But his worry only lasted a moment since, aside from his Quirk, Renault had other tricks up his sleeve.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Renault felt someone else's gaze from another direction and turned to see a tall man in a beige suit hiding behind a corner of a nearby building, stealing glances in their direction.

"Is that... All Might? Judging from his attire, could he have become a teacher at U.A. as well?" As he looked over, All Might noticed Renault's gaze and quickly gestured for him not to look his way. Renault understood and redirected his attention to Midoriya Izuku and Aizawa Shota.

Aizawa Shota looked at Midoriya Izuku, unfazed by the fact that he had recognized his true identity. "It seems that you can't fully control your Quirk. If you become immobilized again, do you expect someone else to come to save you? Don't forget that you're here to become a Pro Hero. Your power may be strong, but after you save someone, you'll have to wait for someone else to save you. Midoriya Izuku, with your power, you won't be able to become a hero."

Slowly, Aizawa Shota closed his eyes and retracted the bandages that had been wrapped around him. He looked at Midoriya Izuku and said, "Your Quirk has recovered. You have two chances to throw the ball. Don't waste your last chance."

Their conversation was quiet, and the people standing about five meters behind them couldn't hear it. However, Renault could tell from Midoriya Izuku's expression that he had been told something unpleasant.

It made sense that whether as a teacher or as a Pro Hero, Aizawa Shota would not acknowledge Midoriya Izuku's abilities. Even Renault himself knew that he wouldn't be pleased to work with Midoriya Izuku, who would be rendered immobile after just one attack in the field of Pro Heroes.

The group waited for two whole minutes before Midoriya Izuku picked up the ball again and took a step forward, assuming the same stance as before. However, Renault noticed something different this time. "His power... it's shrunk from his entire arm to just one finger?" At the same time, Renault saw the determination in Midoriya Izuku's expression, devoid of the previous panic, filled with unwavering determination.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the baseball flew into the air. Aizawa Shota looked at the score displayed on his device: 705.3 meters.

"Teacher...I can still...move!" A surprised smile appeared on Aizawa Shota's face as he watched Midoriya Izuku's injured right index finger, his clenched fist, and his gritted teeth. Everyone was surprised that Midoriya Izuku found a way to control his quirk.

"A single finger? Your adaptability is impressive, but so far, it's just that." Looking at Midoriya Izuku, Renault exhaled and said, "If you can't control your Quirk properly, this is just a temporary fix. Becoming a Pro Hero is still uncertain."

"Renault, you're too strict."

"I'm just stating the facts." Renault shrugged and answered Yaoyorozu Momo's question.

While everyone was amazed by Midoriya Izuku's performance, Renault noticed Bakugo Katsuki, two seats away, charging out with an explosive expression. "You punk, explain it to me, Stinky Deku!" But the next second, Aizawa Shota restrained him with the bandages on his body.

"Gosh, what a hot-tempered guy. Does he know Midoriya?" Unable to understand Bakugo Katsuki's behavior, Renault commented before silently going to rest on the side.

Leaning against a tree trunk, Renault began to think about what to eat for dinner. The U.A. cafeteria was pretty big, so there were plenty of food options for lunch, but he would have to figure out dinner himself.

"Also, I have to keep training when I get back. I have to pass another level." As he thought, Renault touched the object in his pocket, a USB flash drive.