Chapter 33: Team Battle
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|The next day…|
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-Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep-
-Bang!!-
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"... And there goes my alarm clock. Good thing I didn't put the alarm on my phone"
Opening his eyes as he moved his fist away from the broken junk that used to be a perfectly working alarm clock until a few seconds ago, Suzaku let out a loud groan as his body finally started waking up alongside him, before he eventually ended up sighing tiredly when the realization that he had to go to school again dawned on him.
Like a routine, Suzaku stared at the ceiling above him for quite a while. Contemplating over his life choices, and wondering if one day a distant relative of his would pity him and give him an inheritance of millions.
However, after a few minutes, he woke up from his delusional state and let out a loud groan as he pushed himself up.
"All for the riches" Suzaku muttered, eventually springing from his bed, and going to prepare for the second day of school that awaited him.
After taking a quick bath and eating his breakfast, which today ended up being an omelet with coffee again, Suzaku picked up his backpack and left the apartment.
-Click-
"Hoh?"
Then, as he closed the door behind him, Suzaku looked at his phone and raised an eyebrow in surprise.
'I left 20 minutes earlier than yesterday, huh?' He smiled at the sight.
It seemed like today he wouldn't need to hurry his pace just to arrive at an acceptable hour.
"Nice" Suzaku grinned, before eventually resuming his walk to school.
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|Minutes later, 1-B classroom…|
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"You're late…" Present Mic said, looking speechlessly at the red-haired teenager who had just entered the classroom and said "sup" to everyone present as if he hadn't arrived 20 minutes late.
"That I am" The red-haired kid didn't refute his claim, instead he simply bowed his head faintly as a way of apologizing before he moved swiftly towards his new desk. Ignoring the once again curious and in some cases amused gazes of his classmates.
"Kids these days…" Present Mic muttered in a broken English accent before he regained his vigor and yelled enthusiastically at the air "Everybody heads up!"
Then, as he continued going on with his class, Suzaku finally arrived at his desk.
After putting down his bag and taking out a pencil and an eraser along with a small notebook to take notes, Suzaku looked around the classroom, before he eventually leaned forward and poked at Itsuka's back.
"Hey"
"...!"
Startled by the sudden touch, the ginger turned swiftly and shot him a confused expression.
"What?"
"What class are we on?" Suzaku asked in a whisper. Causing Itsuka to look at him with a deadpan.
"Didn't you read the curriculum that Vlad-sensei left for us yesterday?"
"Well, you know… I was busy doing hero stuff" Suzaku excused himself, shrugging his shoulders as he smiled innocently.
"We aren't heroes yet though?" Itsuka raised an eyebrow.
"That's the thing, Itsuka. I don't let others tell me what to do" Suzaku smirked as he leaned back on his chair with his arms crossed.
However, he was quickly startled when the voice of Present Mic addressed him and Itsuka.
"Hey, both of you, stay silent. You guys are being even louder than me, OH YEAH!"
"Yes, teach" Suzaku straightened his back and nodded softly at his teacher's complaint, making Itsuka, who for a moment looked surprised by their teacher's shout, let out a giggle all of a sudden.
"You don't let others tell you what to do, huh?"
"…" Suzaku frowned faintly.
He was about to say something. However, before he could even utter a single word he was interrupted by Present Mic.
"And Suzuki, we are at the English class, so… GET READY!"
In the end, Suzaku stayed silent for a few seconds, before he sighed and nodded his head.
"... Thanks teach"
"That's the spirit, HELL YEAH!"
"...?"
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|An hour later…|
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After a brief break following the English class, the students awaited the arrival of their next professor.
Of course, such waits often carried with them a boredom that gave way to socialization among the students in the face of nothing else better to do.
An example of this was the group of male classmates that had formed in the center of the classroom, all of whom were getting to know each other while they waited for the next period to start.
"So, why did you guys decide to become heroes?" Aibara Sen, a young man with dark brown hair, and one of Suzaku's classmates, asked the group with a curious expression.
In response, most of them looked at each other as if waiting to see who would answer first, before one of them raised his hand and laughed faintly as he answered.
"I just thought it was really cool" Tsuburaba Kosei, a youth of spiky orange hair, said. Causing some of the nearby students next to him to nod their heads in agreement.
"... Me too"
"Me three"
"I did as well"
"It's because it's the manliest of jobs!" Suddenly, Tetsutetsu, who was around as well, yelled in enthusiasm as he pumped up his fist and cleared some small tears that were coming out from the corner of his eyes.
Some of the guys next to him winced at his loud voice. However, others simply laughed faintly at his comment. Agreeing with Tetsutetsu's comment.
Then, unexpectedly, everyone's gazes turned towards the red-haired student whose eyes were hidden behind his shiny cool-looking shield glasses.
"What about you, Suzuki?" Sen asked.
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Being the center of attention all of a sudden, Suzaku raised an eyebrow in surprise. Not expecting the attention to shift towards him all of a sudden.
Nevertheless, after pondering about it for a few seconds, he answered.
"Uh… Because I love justice?"
"What's with that half-assed response?" Sen deadpanned.
Suzaku simply shrugged at him.
"I am as just as I am humble"
"..."
With that, Suzaku thought that the questioning had ended there.
However, to his surprise, the lingering gazes never moved away from him.
"What?" He asked, looking back at the group with a weirded-out face.
"You were first place in the practical exam, right?" Togaru Kamakiri, a guy with green hair and a face resemblant to an insect, suddenly asked as he leaned forward.
Suzaku simply nodded, not quite getting the point they were trying to make.
"Well, we wondered what kind of Quirk you had. Seeing that you beat all of us by so many points on the leaderboards" Togaru said, causing everyone else to nod their heads and give Suzaku a deep stare.
Even some of the girls who were close by approached when they heard the question. Being curious about the practical exam's top scorer Quirk.
"Yeah, I wonder what Mr. First-Place's Quirk is" Setsuna, a girl with long dark green hair, asked from a few seats afar from the group as she shot a wide grin to Suzaku. Occasioning any student who hadn't been attentive to what the group had been discussing to look at the red-haired teenager with curious gazes.
"... Good grief"
In the end, seeing that everyone around him was so curious, Suzaku let out a sigh as he shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, you all know All Might, right?" He suddenly asked. Prompting everyone in the classroom to nod their heads unconsciously.
"Then, you know how he has an enormous strength, right?" Suzaku asked again, making everyone nod their heads again, as expectation filled their beings.
"Then, you should also know how he can almost fly by kicking the air with his legs, right?" He launched another question. At that point, everyone was nodding their heads as if they were at a heavy metal concert, extremely curious about where Suzaku was going with his questions.
"Alright. My Quirk is—"
""...?!""
"—Nothing like All Might's"
"You son of a—"
"I AM COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!"
Fortunately, before any of his classmates could jump at him, the door opened and All Might emerged from behind it while loudly announcing his arrival and startling everyone there.
"..."
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However, upon entering, All Might couldn't help but become speechless when he saw a bunch of the students about to pounce on the calm Suzaku, who was grinning smugly in his seat.
"..."
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In the end, though, after both parties stared at each other for a few seconds, the students of class 1-B went back to their seats, most of them ashamed of having been seen in such a strange state by whom was the hero of most of them since childhood.
Fortunately for them, All Might decided to ignore what he saw, and instead, he simply walked to the podium and started giving out his pre-learned speech.
"... Ahem. Good morning, everyone! I'm in charge of teaching you all basic hero training. Basically, it is a subject where each of you will train in different ways to learn the basics of what being a hero means"
After saying so, All Might posed epically, before he began looking for something inside his suit as he maintained his heroic pose.
"I'm sure each of you is itching to have some action after going through a normal class like English, right? Well, you are in luck, because in today's class, we are having Combat Training!" The hero shouted eagerly as he took out a card that said "Battle".
At that, the entire classroom went into an uproar. With each student looking forward to finally having a hero-like class after entering into UA.
"Though, before that, you will need these!"
However, their surprise didn't end there, since immediately after that, All Might pointed at the classroom's wall with his finger and somehow caused some type of hidden compartments to emerge from within it.
In each compartment, several boxes enumerated from 1-20 could be seen. Something that widened the eyes of the students who were quick enough to notice what the boxes contained.
"These are costumes based on your Quirk and the requests for its design that you sent before the school started" All Might explained, before tossing each of them to their respective owner and saying "After each of you change, I want all of you to gather at Ground Beta"
Once everyone received their costume, they began to leave the classroom.
Everyone except Suzaku.
"Teach, where's mine?"
Hearing Suzaku's question, All Might eyebrows rose for a moment as if he had remembered something before he looked for something under the teacher's desk, and took out another box like the ones from before.
"Since there were more students than expected, in this class we had to store yours under the desk, young Suzaku" All Might said with a wry smile as he handed it to Suzaku, who simply nodded his head and said "It's fine" as he left the classroom.
As he did, however, All Might did not notice a faint smirk plastered all over Suzaku's face.
'Time to establish the pecking order' The teenager thought as he walked away, ready to swing his fists for once in many weeks.
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|A few minutes later…|
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At Ground Beta, a training center with several fake buildings set for special exercises, All Might could be seen waiting patiently for Class 1-B.
As he did, he couldn't help but shake his head faintly as he reminisced about the appearance of the red-haired teenager.
"Young Suzaku… was it me, or his attitude reassembled that of his master a little bit?"
As he scratched the back of his head with a troubled expression on his face, remembering how hard it was to deal with that elderly man years ago, All Might noticed that the entrance to the Ground Beta suddenly opened, and from behind it, a big group of students fully equipped with their hero suits emerged.
When he saw that, All Might cleared his throat before smiling brightly at the group of students.
"Ahem, they say the clothes make the man, young men, and ladies… be fully aware that from now on… You are heroes!"
As class 1-B arrived, they all gave each other a good. Looking at each other's costumes and accessories.
All Might also admired the students' hero suits, having a faint feeling of melancholy after seeing the new generation of heroes, along with Class 1-A that had this class earlier.
"You all look cool" He complimented, giving each of them a look before his eyes landed on a certain individual.
Covered in a red suit that looked more like armor than the usual textile hero suit, and with a cool helmet that gave a feeling of agility and sturdiness at the same time, Suzaku could be seen standing among his peers nodding his head slowly as he checked himself out, evidently satisfied with how his suit had turned out.
His suit stood out from the rest. Be it because it was the only full-body armor present there, or because of the eye-catching red color that covered it almost completely, except for his bright blue visor—which was actually his glasses attached to his helmet—and from a few parts of the suit that required more flexibility and thus were made of other materials.
'It's a good suit' All Might commented in his mind. However, upon remembering that he had a class to give, he let out a fake cough, before he looked at the group of students in front of him, and began giving instructions.
"Now it's time for combat training!"
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|A few minutes later…|
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"Ibara-san, huh? She is a tough nut to crack" Itsuka muttered as she watched the opposing team walk away.
"Don't worry, we'll do fine" Suzaku patted her on the shoulder and said with a reassuring tone.
Hearing Suzaku, Itsuka raised an eyebrow.
"Do you have a plan?" She asked, wondering if that was where his confidence was coming from.
At that, Suzaku smirked from behind his helmet.
"Yeah, first step, we beat them up, second step, we stop the bomb or whatever"
"This guy…" Itsuka face-palmed. It seemed like things weren't gonna be easy…
Then, as Itsuka was making up a plan with the little time remaining they had, All Might's voice echoed across the building they were in.
{"Combat training: Itsuka Kendo and Suzaku Suzuki VS Ibara Shiozaki and Sen Kaibara… Start!"}
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-To be Continued…-
(A/N: Cliffhanger for you guys
Also, here's an image of Suzaku's hero suit, or at least an idea that I picked up from Pinterest.
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Yeah, it's a Power Ranger suit instead of a space suit, but what can I do? It looks cool.
I can change it later on anyway. Tell me, what do you guys think?
Maybe a more space-themed suit like Thirteen's would fit him better.
Also)
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