The Conspiracy Under the Cover of Night

Encouraged by their homeroom teacher Vlad, the students of Class B also joined the hellish training. But only after participating, did they realize how terrifying this kind of training was.

Kendo Itsuka, the class president of Class B with the Quirk "Big Fist", had already made her fists huge and was continuously striking Tetsutetsu, who was on the other side and was defending with his steel body; both of them were in great pain and feeling sore. The training methods of these two people, as well as Kirishima and Ojiro, were the same, to improve their physical strength, and to approach and surpass their own limits.

Ragdoll was observing the students of Class B on the sidelines and said in a low voice, "The Quirks of Class B students, compared to Class A, are more special, but... it seems that they are lacking in all aspects, whether it is physical fitness or skills."

Mandalay also said, "Those who can enter Class A are the cream of the crop, especially those top-ranked students in Class A, who are truly top-notch in all aspects of talent. As long as they graduate and become Pro Heroes, they have the qualifications to compete for the top ten rankings within a year, no worse than the past Hawks. Moreover..."

Following Mandalay's gaze, Ragdoll also understood, "That young man named Renault, the commotion just now was caused by him, right?"

Nodding her head, Mandalay said, "We can't resist that kind of power, can we? However, he should have spent a lot of time accumulating power to launch that attack. It seems that Eraser Head wants Renault to use up his Quirk."

At noon, everyone's lunch was just a simple rice ball. After eating, they rested for ten minutes and then continued to train. As for Renault, he had already caused three huge explosions throughout the day, which made everyone accustomed to it.

It was now evening, 5:30 PM.

Everyone dragged their tired bodies back to the square in front of the facility. However, at this time, there were already two rows of outdoor food stands and two rows of dining tables and chairs set up there.

On the tables, there was no dinner prepared, but instead, there were bowls of ingredients - carrots, potatoes, onions, and beef, as well as boxes of curry cubes.

Pixie-Bob pointed to the ingredients on the table and said to everyone, "Alright, as I said yesterday, 'taking care of you all is only for today' was not just words."

"You have to cook your own food!" Ragdoll also said excitedly.

Everyone was already exhausted, and seeing this table of unprocessed ingredients, they were simply overwhelmed.

But they still lowered their heads and replied, "Yes..."

"Ah, it turns out we really have to cook our own dinner." At this moment, Renault also walked back, covered in dust.

And his companion Aizawa was also similar, looking exhausted.

"Since becoming a teacher, it's been a long time since I've been this tired. I should have brought one more person..." After grumbling, Aizawa rallied and said to everyone, "Although you are already very tired, you must not do half-hearted work. Your training tomorrow will depend on the energy you get from this dinner. I'm going to rest now... Ragdoll, I'll come back to eat in half an hour, please save me a portion."

"Okay~~~"

Before leaving, Aizawa couldn't resist getting in one last dig.

After washing his face and taking off his dirty jacket, Renault rolled up his sleeves and came to the cooking station.

'Well, let's make good use of our time.' Renault noticed that everyone in their respective class was doing their own thing, which made it convenient for him as he wouldn't have to work with Class B students later.

Although they were participating in the training camp together, this was also a competition.

Among the girls, Yaoyorozu wasn't expected to cook as she was the princess who never cooked, so chopping and cooking duties were left to a few other girls and Renault. Yes, Renault.

It couldn't be helped, as Yaoyorozu and Tsuyu had revealed that he was very good at cooking.

The other Class A boys either chopped firewood or washed and peeled vegetables. When the first step was done, the ingredients were brought to him.

Looking at the knife in his hand, he realized that it wasn't the one he was used to, and it was quite uncomfortable.

As he quickly chopped the ingredients, Renault muttered to himself, "Geez, we're all so tired after a long day, and all we get to eat is curry. Shouldn't we suggest to the teacher to prepare some other ingredients for tomorrow? We're doing the cooking anyway, so we might as well make what we want and something delicious."

What he least wanted now was to have to eat curry every night for the next few days. Although curry was tasty, it would be hard to handle if they had it every day. His words were unanimously supported by the girls around him.

After all, who wouldn't want to eat something delicious? Eating curry all the time was not a viable option, especially if tomorrow turned out like today.

With Renault's participation, the cooking was quickly completed. Since it was curry, Class B's progress was not bad and was only 2-3 minutes slower than Class A's.

"Itadakimasu!"

The curry wrapped around the rice was sent into their mouths, and the people of Class A all showed satisfied smiles.

"Although it's just curry, the taste is unexpectedly good!"

"Should we say that it's thanks to Renault? He can even make curry like this?"

"I think it's just because you're starving that you feel that way." Renault said with a bitter smile as he ate, "Curry is not a very difficult thing to make. Unless you're the kind of person who can turn even the simplest dishes into poison, it's unlikely to fail. At most, it might taste a little bad."

"But no matter what, you still deserve credit!"

"Yeah! This stewed potato is so delicious and soft!"

"Renault, we're counting on you again tomorrow!"

As Renault watched these people talking to themselves one by one, he could only nod and promise.

What else could he do if he didn't cook? Could he just watch them struggle with a meal that wasn't appetizing? Although some of the girls had some basic cooking skills, they were only basic and could only make simple dishes.

While eating, he suddenly noticed Midoriya sneaking away with a plate of curry all by himself. He looked around and didn't see the little brat Kota.

"So that's how it is..."

Nodding his head, Renault didn't bother much, although he didn't think Midoriya's actions would make any progress.

However, little did they know that while they were happily enjoying their dinner, a group of people with a purpose had invaded the outskirts of this mountain forest under the cover of night.

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