Capítulo 39: Chapter 38: Conflict and Invitation
Bakugo had always seen Midoriya as a weakling, a little tagalong who envied him from the sidelines. That was the natural order, especially after discovering that Midoriya was Quirkless. Bakugo's superiority complex deepened, and he believed that Midoriya's only role in life was to look up to him.
But today had shattered that illusion.
Midoriya, the same kid Bakugo had mocked for being Quirkless, had been accepted into U.A. alongside him. And worse, Midoriya had thrown a ball with enough power to rival his own. That one throw was like a slap in the face, as if reality itself was mocking Bakugo's arrogance.
His anger was palpable Midoriya had deceived him for years. Bakugo felt humiliated, as though all those times he'd lorded his strength over Midoriya had been part of some elaborate joke. What if Midoriya had been pretending all along? What if all the times Bakugo had belittled him, Midoriya had just been holding back, afraid of hurting him?
And then, to make it worse, Kaminari had said it out loud: "Midoriya wasn't afraid of you, he was afraid of hurting you."
Those words were like gasoline poured on a raging fire. Bakugo's vision blurred with fury, his mind filled with violent thoughts. His hands trembled as his palms began to secrete the explosive sweat he was known for.
"What did you just say?" Bakugo's voice was low, strained with rage.
Kaminari turned, meeting Bakugo's intense glare without a hint of fear. "You heard me," he said coolly, showing no intention of backing down.
Bakugo's bloodshot eyes narrowed. To him, Kaminari's calm response was infuriating, like he wasn't worth the effort. Bakugo had never encountered someone who talked to him like this, not since he was a kid. His fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
"You're dead," Bakugo growled. Unable to hold himself back any longer, he swung a punch at Kaminari's face.
"Kaminari!" Jiro shouted in alarm, seeing the punch coming.
But before Bakugo's fist could land, a loud *thud* echoed across the hallway. Tetsutetsu had stepped in, catching Bakugo's punch in mid-air with his own iron-hard hand. His face was a mask of controlled fury as he stared down Bakugo.
"Enough of that, Bakugo," Tetsutetsu said, his voice steady but filled with tension. His grip on Bakugo's fist tightened, and Bakugo, for the first time, felt real resistance. Without using his Quirk, Bakugo wasn't strong enough to overpower Tetsutetsu's steel-like grip.
Bakugo's eyes flickered with frustration. "You're not giving in to me, huh?" His voice was laced with venom as he tried to pull his hand back, but Tetsutetsu wasn't letting go. If anything, his grip only tightened further.
Tetsutetsu stared into Bakugo's eyes with a coldness that matched the steel of his Quirk. "Not everyone is going to roll over for you, Bakugo. Some of us don't care who you are or what you can do."
Bakugo's hand began to heat up, his sweat turning volatile. Small explosions popped in his palm, signaling his growing anger. "Let go before I make you," Bakugo spat.
Before things could escalate further, Iida appeared, rushing over to the scene. He grabbed both Bakugo and Tetsutetsu by the shoulders, his stern voice cutting through the tension. "Stop this at once! We're all classmates now. Fighting won't solve anything."
Despite Iida's intervention, Bakugo and Tetsutetsu stayed locked in their standoff for a moment longer, their muscles tense, before finally relenting. Tetsutetsu released Bakugo's hand, and the explosive boy took a step back, seething.
"Tetsutetsu, let's go." Kaminari gave a slight nod to Tetsutetsu, then motioned for him and Jiro to follow. They walked away, leaving Bakugo to glare at their retreating figures, his fists still clenched tightly at his sides.
"I'll make them pay for this," Bakugo seethed inwardly, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. He had never been so humiliated in his life, and the feeling gnawed at him, pushing him closer to the edge.
Back in the classroom, Kaminari paid no further attention to Bakugo. He sat down and glanced at the schedule on his desk, skimming through the list of upcoming classes. He noticed that while other subjects had only six classes, the Hero Course had seven—four in the morning and three in the afternoon, with a break for lunch. Saturdays were especially rough for Hero students, with classes extending until the sixth period, unlike other departments that got out after the fourth.
"Hero training really is no joke," Kaminari thought with a sigh. He was particularly looking forward to the science classes, hoping he could dive deeper into electromagnetism, which would help him develop his Quirk further.
But after his first science class, Kaminari felt a pang of disappointment. The material covered was too basic, nothing close to what he had hoped to learn about electromagnetism. After class, he approached the science teacher, a bulky Hero with a robotic arm known as "Engineering Robot."
"Sensei," Kaminari started, "When will we start learning about electromagnetism in depth?"
"Electromagnetism?" Engineering Robot scratched his head awkwardly. "That's usually covered in more detail starting in your second year."
Kaminari frowned. "Second year? But I really want to start learning now."
The teacher smiled apologetically. "I'd love to help, but I don't have time for tutoring right now. Between teaching and maintaining the school's infrastructure, I've got my hands full."
"Ah, I understand. Thank you anyway," Kaminari replied, trying not to let his disappointment show. As the teacher left the room, he sighed and turned to go back to his desk. But just as he was about to sit down, he heard a voice behind him.
"You're interested in learning about electromagnetism?" Yaoyorozu Momo's voice was gentle, but her tone carried a hint of curiosity.
Kaminari turned, surprised. "Do you know anything about it?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Momo smiled confidently. "Yes, I've studied it quite a bit. While my specialty is in molecular structures and chemistry, I've also delved into electrostatics, magnetic fields, and the basics of changing electromagnetic fields."
She spoke effortlessly, rattling off terms that went over the heads of most of their classmates. Kaminari, however, was impressed. "You really know your stuff, huh?"
Momo shrugged modestly. "I try to keep myself well-rounded. I'd be happy to teach you what I know."
Kaminari hesitated, surprised by her offer. "You'd... really do that?"
"Of course!" Momo's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. "I love helping others learn. Why don't you come over to my house after school today? We can go over some electromagnetics for a couple of hours. I'm sure you'll pick it up quickly."
Kaminari grinned. "Sounds good to me."
He didn't notice the slight frown that crossed Jiro's face as she watched the exchange. Her eyes flicked from Momo to Kaminari, a thoughtful expression settling over her features. She said nothing, though, simply turning her attention back to the class schedule in front of her.
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Capítulo 40: Chapter 39: Their Own Thoughts
At 4:10 PM, Class A was dismissed, marking the official end of Kaminari and his classmates' first day at U.A. High School. However, for some, school ending didn't mean the day was over, Kaminari and others still had plenty to do.
Kaminari made a quick call home to explain why he'd be coming back later than usual. Afterward, he waved goodbye to Tetsutetsu and Jiro, who seemed a little out of sorts, at the gates of the 'Hero Protective Wall.'
"Alright, lead the way," Kaminari said, turning to Yaoyorozu Momo, who was practically buzzing with excitement.
She was thrilled this was her first opportunity to officially teach someone. For as long as she could remember, Yaoyorozu had been learning on her own, accumulating knowledge far beyond that of her peers. But today, she wasn't just studying; she was going to impart what she knew. The idea of being a mentor filled her with enthusiasm.
"Lead the way?" Momo repeated, momentarily puzzled by Kaminari's words, before understanding dawned. She pointed to a sleek black limousine rolling toward them and smiled. "Our ride is here!"
"Uh... okay," Kaminari said with a casual shrug. It was just a limo, no big deal. Though, in the back of his mind, he couldn't help but compare it to the car at his own home, which, while nice, was nowhere near this level of luxury.
Forty minutes later, they arrived at a sprawling mansion in Aichi Prefecture. Kaminari stepped out of the car and took in his surroundings, a bit speechless.
"Seriously? Is this for real?" he muttered under his breath as he stared at the enormous mansion before him. Although he'd figured that Yaoyorozu Momo came from a wealthy family, this was on another level entirely.
To be fair, anyone would be floored by such grandeur. After all, mansions like this only existed in movies and TV dramas, at least for most people.
"Come on, let's go inside," Momo called, breaking his daze. "I've asked the butler to prepare everything."
Kaminari took a deep breath and told himself to stay calm. "I'm just here to learn about electromagnetism," he reminded himself. "Focus on that."
Even so, he made a mental note to research the Yaoyorozu family later. He couldn't believe that a family this wealthy didn't have some kind of public profile.
While Kaminari was in the mansion, sitting in an overly spacious hall, sipping top-quality black tea, and absorbing Momo's explanations about electromagnetism, his friend Tetsutetsu was pouring his energy into another endeavor training at the judo hall.
*Boom!*
For the umpteenth time, Tetsutetsu hit the wooden floor with a heavy thud. This time, the fall left him more dazed than usual. He lay there for a moment, staring up at the glaring lights on the ceiling, his chest heaving.
Not far away stood Goro Daimon, his judo instructor a massive man, well over two meters tall, clad in a white judo uniform. He looked down at Tetsutetsu with calm eyes and asked, "Are you giving up already?"
"No... not yet," Tetsutetsu grumbled, pushing himself up with a groan. He looked at his teacher with frustration. "But when are you actually going to teach me some judo?! All I do is get thrown around!"
Ever since he started training here, all he'd done was get tossed across the mat. It didn't matter if he was facing fellow students or Daimon himself, Tetsutetsu's role was always the same. Where were the throws, the moves, the techniques he was supposed to be learning?
"You can't learn to throw until you understand why you're being thrown," Daimon said, his tone still calm but with an edge of sternness. "Do you feel the movements of the person throwing you? Do you think about how to minimize the impact when you hit the ground? Have you thought about countering their movements?"
Tetsutetsu lowered his head, embarrassed. He hadn't considered any of that.
"Up until now, you've just been reacting without thinking," Daimon continued. "Do you think fighting is just about learning a set of moves like it's some video game? Do you believe that memorizing a few techniques is all you need to win a fight?"
Tetsutetsu's silence deepened.
"Good fighting is about constant thinking. You need to feel your opponent's movements and analyze your own in response. That's what you should be focusing on right now," Daimon said, crossing his arms. "Once you understand the fundamentals of being thrown, then we can move on to the next stage. Mastery of throwing someone is a lifelong journey."
The words ignited something inside Tetsutetsu. His frustration melted away, replaced by determination. His eyes gleamed with renewed energy.
"Got it, Sensei! Let's go again!" Tetsutetsu shouted, charging forward once more, but this time, his eyes were sharper, more focused. He was watching Daimon's every movement, trying to predict the next throw.
In his heart, Tetsutetsu roared: "Kaminari wants to be the strongest lightning-type Hero? Then I'll be the strongest hard-core Hero!"
Though he and Kaminari hadn't known each other for long, Tetsutetsu could already feel how impressive Kaminari was. The sense of urgency to improve weighed on him. He couldn't let the gap between them grow too large he wouldn't allow it.
If a powerful villain appeared in the future, he wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with Kaminari, ready to fight. He didn't want to be the one standing in the background, helpless.
To him, that wasn't a true partnership. He had to become stronger.
"Here I come!" Tetsutetsu roared inwardly, and the sound of bodies hitting the mat filled the dojo once again, but this time, there was a sense of struggle Tetsutetsu was beginning to resist.
Back in Shizuoka Prefecture, Jiro Kyoka walked home in silence, her black schoolbag slung over her shoulder. Unlike her usual routine, she hadn't put on her headphones to block out the noise of the world. Instead, she seemed lost in thought.
Her phone buzzed inside her bag, playing "Only My Railgun" as her ringtone. She unzipped her bag and pulled out the phone, answering the call without checking the screen.
"Hey, Kazama," she said quietly, recognizing the caller's voice instantly.
"How's it going at U.A.?" came the gentle voice of a young man on the other end.
Jiro paused, glancing around at the street she was walking down. It was quiet, peaceful, but something about today had left her feeling unsettled.
"...It's fine," she replied, her voice more guarded than usual.
"Just fine?" Kazama's tone was soft but knowing. He could tell when something was off. "You don't sound like yourself, Kyoka."
Jiro hesitated, her thumb tracing the edge of her phone case absentmindedly. She didn't feel like explaining everything, but at the same time, keeping it to herself was making her feel even more out of sorts. She sighed quietly, deciding to brush off her unease with a half-truth.
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