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Kapitel 30: Chapter 29: Minoru Mineta

At this moment, the comprehensive results of the practical test were tallied and displayed clearly on U.A.'s large screen:

NO.1 - Kaminari Denki - 103 (Hero Points) - 50 (Rescue Points)

NO.2 - Bakugo Katsuki - 087 - 00

NO.3 - Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu - 060 - 20

NO.4 - Jiro Kyoka - 053 - 20

NO.5 - Kirishima Eijiro - 039 - 35

The most impressive result was Kaminari's.

Not only had he racked up an incredible score, but he had also impressed the judges with his Hero spirit and exceptional teamwork. Even though the special rescue points weren't necessary for him, the examiners had still awarded him a symbolic fifty points.

Because of this, the discussion among the teachers regarding Kaminari was brief. He was guaranteed to be in Class 1-A, so there was no point in debating further.

Only Midnight, U.A.'s alluring and playful pro Hero, glanced at Kaminari's name with a mischievous smirk. She was looking forward to the next time they met, especially after he'd 'deceived' her during the exam.

"It's not very gentlemanly to toy with a woman's heart..." she muttered to herself, amused.

With Kaminari's placement secured, the real discussion about the distribution of students into Class 1-A and Class 1-B began.

"If we're going purely by scores, Minoru Mineta should be placed in Class B," Principal Nezu began, swiftly pulling up Mineta's exam data and his recorded performance. "But as we all know, class assignments are not based solely on scores."

"Minoru Mineta's Quirk is 'Pop Off.' Those round, grape-like objects on his head are extremely sticky. They can remain stuck to a person for more than twenty-four hours and regenerate quickly."

"However, if he uses too many in a short period of time, he begins to bleed from his scalp," Nezu continued, referencing the Quirk analysis on the screen.

Present Mic whistled and leaned back in his chair with a grin. "Tsk, tsk, tsk—control-type Quirks. Perfect for Heroes."

"Indeed," Midnight agreed, thoughtfully touching her chin. "While Heroes need the power to deal serious damage when necessary, capturing and restraining villains is always the preferred method. This kid's Quirk is perfect for that."

The other teachers quickly nodded in agreement. As professional Heroes themselves, they could all see the practical applications of Mineta's Quirk in various situations. Even though Mineta had ranked near the bottom of the results, his Quirk was highly useful. There was no doubt in anyone's mind that he belonged in Class 1-A.

Vlad King, the teacher in charge of Class 1-B, raised a practical point. "Are we really going to move Kirishima Eijiro to Class B, just because his Quirk overlaps with Tetsutetsu's?"

He pulled up Kirishima's data on the screen, comparing it with that of other candidates. "Kirishima ranked fifth in the exam. It doesn't seem fair to move him, especially when we've got other candidates like Rikido Sato, whose Quirk overlaps with theirs. Or take Koji Koda and Toru Hagakure, for example. They're also among the lower ranks and have more support-based Quirks."

All Might, Nezu, and the rest of the teachers paused, considering Vlad King's point. Then Principal Nezu turned to Aizawa Shouta, the pro Hero Eraser Head, who had been standing silently at the back of the room.

"As the homeroom teacher for Class 1-A, what do you think?"

Aizawa squinted at the screen, studying the profiles of the candidates for a long moment before his muffled voice finally emerged from behind his scarf.

"I've made my decision," he said, his tone flat yet decisive.

---

Meanwhile, the candidates were once again passing through the gates of U.A., though this time they were leaving, not entering. Each of them carried the weight of uncertainty, knowing that not everyone would be returning.

Some had already accepted that this was the closest they'd ever get to becoming a Hero. The reality was sinking in, at only fifteen years old, they were already facing the harshness of the world.

But Kaminari and Jiro were not among the crowd heading home just yet. Instead, they were standing in U.A.'s infirmary, watching over a snoring Tetsutetsu, who was lying on a bed.

Recovery Girl, the pro Hero with the Quirk that allowed her to speed up healing, had reassured them that Tetsutetsu wasn't hurt he was just knocked unconscious from his earlier "missile" adventure.

The boy who had been sent to the infirmary with Tetsutetsu, Midoriya Izuku, had already left. Kaminari heard his injuries were much worse, but Recovery Girl had healed him enough to go home.

"So, what now?" Jiro asked with a chuckle, glancing at their still-sleeping friend.

"Simple," Kaminari smirked, raising his right index finger and poking Tetsutetsu's arm. A small, controlled spark of golden electricity zapped through his finger with a crackling sound.

"Wake up time!"

"AHH!" Tetsutetsu shot up in bed with a shout, his steel skin activating out of pure reflex. His eyes darted around the room in confusion.

"Why are you here? No, where am *I*?" He looked down at the blanket covering him, then at Kaminari and Jiro, before blurting out, "Wait, what about the exam?!"

Seeing there was no immediate danger, his body returned to its normal state.

"The exam's over," Jiro replied, hands in her pockets.

"...Over?" Tetsutetsu repeated slowly, rubbing the back of his head as he swung his legs off the bed. "So... did we pass?"

"I'm not sure yet. Present Mic said the final results will be mailed to us," Kaminari said, giving Tetsutetsu a light punch to the chest. "But don't worry we totally passed. All three of us."

Tetsutetsu let out a long sigh of relief. "Whew good. I just wanted to get through that exam!"

"Alright, let's exchange contact info with Jiro, and then we can head home," Kaminari said, yawning as he thought about the long journey ahead. The Shinkansen would take another hour to get him back to Saitama, and the thought made him sigh inwardly.

While many students would be looking to rent a place closer to U.A., Kaminari had no such plans. In his previous life, he'd had a distant relationship with his parents, but now that he had this second chance, he cherished every moment with them. Maybe most people didn't understand that feeling, but for Kaminari, each home-cooked meal made by his mom was a small joy he couldn't give up.

He was willing to endure the two-hour commute just for that. And besides, he could always use the travel time to study electromagnetism or catch up on other subjects.

After saying their goodbyes to Jiro, Kaminari and Tetsutetsu made their way to the underground station where their journey had begun earlier that morning.

"You know, Jiro's pretty lucky. It only takes her fifteen minutes to get home from U.A.," Tetsutetsu said with a hint of envy as they walked.

"So, do you want to rent a place nearby?" Kaminari asked casually.

"I thought about it," Tetsutetsu admitted, before striking a pose that mimicked a judo stance. "But not anymore. I've fallen in love with practicing judo with Sensei Daimon. No way I'm giving that up just because of a longer commute!"

"Oh, is that so? Impressive." Kaminari glanced at him with a smirk. "So, how many moves have you mastered so far?"

"..."

Tetsutetsu froze, his face turning sheepish. He quickly looked away in embarrassment. "I don't want to talk about it!"


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Kapitel 31: Chapter 30: Hero Costume

It was three o'clock when Kaminari and Tetsutetsu left U.A. High School, and by the time Kaminari finally arrived home, it was already 4:35pm. Since it wasn't yet dinner time, the usual aroma of home-cooked food was absent from the house.

However, both his parents were there, which surprised Kaminari.

"You're home early," he said, looking at his father. "This isn't your usual time to get off work, right?"

Kaminari's father grinned with pride, ruffling his son's hair as he replied, "Today's the day of your Hero exam. How could I focus on work when that's all I've been thinking about?"

His mother, who had been standing nearby, came over to take his backpack containing his casual clothes and gloves gently from his shoulders. With an expectant smile, she asked, "So, how did it go?"

Kaminari beamed confidently. "I'm 99% sure I passed!" he declared. In front of his parents, there was no need to be modest.

"Hahaha!" Kaminari's father burst into laughter, clearly pleased. He trusted Kaminari's words completely. If his son said he'd passed, then it was as good as done.

"By the way," his father continued, "how did those gloves work out?"

His question shifted the mood to a more relaxed, lively atmosphere. Kaminari's father had spent a lot of money on those gloves, so naturally, he wanted to know if they'd lived up to expectations.

"They were great. Really smooth when charging," Kaminari said with a nod, glancing at the gloves his mother had set on the coffee table. "But… it would be nice if they had a few more features."

"Oh?" his father asked, intrigued. "What features?"

"For starters, a built-in music player would be cool," Kaminari said with a smirk. "And maybe the ability to shoot barbed wire especially the latter. That would give me some long-range capture ability."

His father and mother exchanged amused looks. The barbed wire suggestion made sense, but they couldn't help but be puzzled by the music request.

Still, Kaminari's father nodded. "Alright, write down your ideas when you get the chance, and I'll contact the company to see if they can add those features in a second modification."

"That would be awesome!" Kaminari grinned, already imagining the upgrades to his gear. But before he could get too lost in thought, his father interrupted him.

"By the way, there's something else I need to tell you," his father said, his tone shifting. "Your song 'Hero' has climbed to number three on MTV's best-selling list. Since last night, we've been flooded with calls from media outlets and companies."

Kaminari blinked in surprise as his mother looked at him, eyes sparkling with pride. "So, my son's really becoming a big star, huh?" she teased lovingly.

Kaminari scratched the back of his head. "I wouldn't go that far. The song's popular, sure, but I'm not exactly a household name yet, right?" He looked at his father, who usually kept up with these things more closely.

"Hahaha!" His father laughed heartily again. "Wrong guess, kid."

"Wrong?"

"Yep. Remember when you announced that you were aiming to get into U.A.'s Hero Course?" His dad pulled out his phone, opened the MTV app, and showed Kaminari his artist page.

"Turns out, the massive popularity of Heroes has gotten people more interested in you, too. That announcement gave 'Hero' a huge boost. The folks at MTV say that if you actually get admitted to the Hero Course and post your acceptance letter, your fame will skyrocket even more."

Kaminari's father looked serious now. "You've got a decision to make, son. You could strike while the iron's hot, accept media interviews, sign advertising deals with companies, and officially debut as a fifteen-year-old hero student."

"Or…"

Kaminari understood the weight of the choice in front of him, but he wasn't fazed. He'd already mapped out his life plan long ago.

"Dad, I want you to decline all the interviews and ad deals," Kaminari said calmly. "For the next three years, I'm going to focus entirely on my Hero Course, train hard to master my Quirk, and work toward getting my Hero License."

His eyes were steady, showing no hesitation. "From now on, my only identity will be as a student in U.A.'s Class 1-A who also happens to like singing."

"Of course, I'll still post photos and updates on MTV when I have time, and if I can, I might release new songs every now and then. But my priority is becoming a Hero."

Hearing this, Kaminari's father felt a wave of pride wash over him. His son was different, and he knew it. Most families might see this kind of opportunity as too good to pass up, thinking that fame and money were within reach.

But to Kaminari's father, the path of a professional Hero was on an entirely different level. Becoming an entertainment star couldn't compare to the prestige and fulfillment of being a Hero who saves lives.

Besides, the family didn't need Kaminari to bring in money at such a young age. Financially, they were more than stable. In fact, his business had been doing better than ever lately, with unexpected smoothness in government dealings and commercial ventures. Everything seemed to be going their way.

With a confident smile, Kaminari's father placed a hand on his son's shoulder. "Alright, I'll handle everything on my end. You focus on your studies and your training at U.A."

He patted Kaminari's shoulder lightly and added, "I'll do whatever I can to support your dreams. Now, go rest—you've earned it."

From a young age, Kaminari's father had noticed that his son was special especially in terms of intelligence. There were times when he wondered if Kaminari's real Quirk had something to do with his IQ. But in any case, Kaminari had proven time and again that he could handle himself.

Meanwhile, Kaminari's mother had gone back to her room to change into a coat. She was planning to make a quick run to the nearby Tamade Supermarket to pick up some fish and meat for dinner. Her son had been through a lot at the U.A. exam, and she wanted to make sure he was well-fed tonight.

Just as Kaminari was about to head to his room, he turned to his father and said, "Oh, by the way, Dad I sent the rough drafts for Pokémon to your office computer earlier."

His father's eyes lit up. "You finished it already? That's great news!"

His smile grew even wider. It felt like everything was falling into place lately one good thing after another.

"I've already found a cartoonist to start working on it tomorrow," his father added, clearly excited about the project.

"Already? Who's the artist?" Kaminari asked curiously, though he wasn't expecting any big names.

"Oh, his name is Junichi shan. He's a young, relatively unknown cartoonist with solid drawing skills, but he's not great at coming up with original stories," his father admitted with a bit of embarrassment.

He had tried reaching out to more well-known artists, but they either weren't interested in collaborations like this, or their asking prices were through the roof. So, he had settled on a newcomer like Junichi, figuring that fresh talent might be more energetic and easier to work with.

"As expected," Kaminari thought to himself. But he wasn't bothered by the choice. He knew how strong Pokémon as a franchise could be, and it might actually be a good thing to help a new artist rise along with the story.

---

The next morning, on February 27th, the family of three had a simple breakfast together. After seeing his father off to work, Kaminari settled into his room to tackle his own tasks for the day.

At the top of his list: designing his Hero costume.

After passing the written exam, U.A. had required all prospective students to submit their ideas for their Hero costumes, and Kaminari had handed in a basic concept at the time. But last night, something unusual had happened.

U.A. had called him to say that the original support company responsible for his costume had passed the project over to a Mitsui-owned support company, which was now asking him to resubmit his design with as many specific details as possible.

This was highly unusual. Typically, support companies only accepted a small portion of a student's design ideas when making costumes for free. And while the quality of the materials used was always top-notch, it wasn't common for them to allow this much input.

Both Kaminari and U.A. had been left speculating as to why Mitsui was taking such an interest in his costume. Some of the more gossipy staff even wondered if Kaminari might be the illegitimate son of a Mitsui executive.

But Kaminari wasn't concerned. If they were offering better equipment, why not take advantage of it? It didn't do him any harm, after all.

"Hmm... The costume's gotta be cool, and it's gotta stand out... Maybe a skateboard, but without wheels. Hmm... I bet Mitsui can handle that."

"And I definitely need to factor in some defensive features…"


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