Chapitre 204: Chapter 203: Training With Tetsutetsu

Kaminari hadn't expected the dinner at the Yaoyorozu mansion to be so... straightforward.

When he first imagined dining there, he had pictured a lavish spread of legendary ingredients, dishes so extravagant they'd feel otherworldly. But instead, the dinner turned out to be simple—a single steak per person.

As for drinks, both he and Momo, being underage, were each served a glass of water, while Mr. Yaoyorozu enjoyed an elegant glass of red wine alone. Judging by the way he savored it, Kaminari figured the bottle must have been something extraordinary.

Kaminari had wanted to ask if he could have some wine—just a little, purely for the experience—but he kept his mouth shut.

It was during the meal that Manshi seemingly answered the unspoken question lingering in Kaminari's mind.

Apparently, when eating steak, red wine or plain water was the way to go. Other drinks, even juice or soda, interfered with the meat's flavor. This was the logic behind their simple drink choice.

Even the steaks themselves had a notable pedigree. They were authentic A5-grade Kobe beef from Tajima in Hyogo Prefecture—the finest quality available.

So while the meal wasn't the ostentatious feast Kaminari had expected, it was just as memorable. The sheer quality of the Kobe beef left him floored. Each bite was tender, buttery, and rich, a taste he wouldn't forget anytime soon.

"If I get the chance, I have to bring my parents to try this!" Kaminari thought as he finished his plate.

Before leaving, curiosity got the better of him, and he asked about the price of Kobe beef. The answer? Over 40,000 yen per kilogram—around 2,600 yen per 100 grams.

It wasn't just expensive; it was the kind of luxury item you couldn't easily buy, even if you had the money. Supplies were limited, and only certain vendors were authorized to sell it.

With those thoughts swirling in his mind, Kaminari left the Yaoyorozu mansion in high spirits, though a little overwhelmed by the cost of what he'd just eaten. After taking the Shinkansen back to Saitama, he finally made it home.

When he arrived, his parents had already finished dinner. His mother was busy washing dishes in the kitchen, while his father sat on the living room sofa, waiting for him.

"Come here, son," his father called out with a serious tone, gesturing for Kaminari to sit beside him.

"The event at Seifu Elementary has been finalized. You should discuss it with Kyoka, Momo, and the others to pick a performance date."

He leaned forward slightly, his expression filled with determination. "We're planning to treat this as a promotional event and will be inviting some media reporters. This could be huge for your band."

Ever since his father had come up with the idea, he'd been eager to put it into action. The opportunity was too good to pass up.

Kaminari nodded. "We've already agreed it'll be after the midterm exams. No way I'm putting this ahead of school."

His father smiled, clearly proud of Kaminari's priorities. "Good. You've only got a few days until the midterms, so we'll use that time to build hype online."

Kaminari then hesitated before suggesting, "Dad, do you think we could arrange a special section at the event for fans to attend? I'd love to give back to them somehow."

The idea had been weighing on Kaminari's mind for some time. He felt bad for their fans. Unlike fans of other bands, who could meet their idols at events or concerts, Pikachu Band fans had almost no opportunities to connect with the group.

Since the Hero Sports Festival, there had been no events, no interviews, and no variety show appearances. Their fans were loyal, but they had very little to engage with. Kaminari wanted to change that, even in a small way.

His father considered the idea for a moment before nodding. "It's doable, but we'll need to limit the number of attendees. After all, it's still a school. Too many outsiders could create safety issues."

"Fair enough," Kaminari agreed, relieved that his father was on board. "Let's also livestream the performance. That way, even fans who can't attend can watch it, and it'll give the event a bigger reach."

"Smart idea," his father said with an approving grin. "I'll reach out to a livestreaming platform and arrange a partnership."

"Thanks, Dad!" Kaminari beamed, his excitement clear.

As the discussion continued, he started brainstorming potential new songs for the performance. The theme should still be 'Pokémon,' but which song?

"Together? Frontline? Or maybe… KOK?" Kaminari mused aloud.

At that moment, his mother approached with a gentle smile. "There's one more thing you need to keep in mind."

Kaminari blinked, confused. "What is it?"

"The agreement you made with Mr. Snatch," she reminded him. "Fighting is far riskier than performing, so I want you to be extra cautious."

Though she trusted Mr. Snatch's intentions, she couldn't help but worry. Battles, by nature, were unpredictable, and even the smallest mistake could lead to serious consequences.

Kaminari paused before nodding. "I'll be careful, Mom."

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The next day, Kaminari met up with Tetsutetsu at their secret training spot in Omiya Park. For an hour, the two sparred intensely before heading to U.A. together, schoolbags slung over their shoulders.

As their training sessions continued, Tetsutetsu's progress had become undeniable. His mastery of the "shave" technique and his growing leg strength made him a force to be reckoned with.

It had reached the point where Kaminari, even with his "high-speed movement" state, struggled to keep up.

One notable moment during their recent sparring left Kaminari particularly shaken. Tetsutetsu had not only blocked Kaminari's Lightning Dragon's Roar but had actually kicked the attack away with raw power.

In the blink of an eye, Tetsutetsu had closed the distance, appearing directly in front of Kaminari. His iron leg, bolstered by incredible speed and strength, came crashing down like a hammer.

Kaminari had managed to counter just in time with a high-voltage electric shock, but even then, the impact sent him flying several meters.

"That guy's seriously becoming a monster," Kaminari thought as he adjusted his bag.

For the first time, he felt a genuine sense of pressure during their sparring matches. It was clear—Tetsutetsu was no longer just training. He was evolving.

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Chapitre 205: Chapter 204: A Cloud That Can Be Either Virtual or Real

As the fourth period of class ended that morning, Kaminari stood up, packing away his textbooks and pondering what to eat for lunch. Just then, a smartphone screen was shoved in front of him, the device held by a small, pale hand.

"Kaminari, check this out," Kyoka said, holding out her phone.

Kaminari glanced up at her, curious, then turned his attention to the screen. Tetsutetsu, sitting behind him, leaned forward to get a better look as well.

The video displayed on the phone seemed to have been recorded on a rooftop. The frame was steady, and judging by the warm sunset in the distance, the footage was taken in the late afternoon.

"Hey, isn't that Kazama?" Kaminari asked, raising an eyebrow as he recognized the boy on the screen.

"Kazama? Who's that?" Tetsutetsu asked, confused.

"He's a friend of Kyoka's, from the Hero Course at Shiketsu High. He's also the backup keyboardist for our Pikachu Band," Kaminari explained casually.

"Shiketsu?" Tetsutetsu's voice rose in excitement.

Kaminari's mention of Shiketsu immediately grabbed the attention of the surrounding students. Midoriya, Uraraka, and a few others quickly gathered around to see what was happening.

"Yeah," Kaminari replied, keeping his eyes on the phone. "That's him."

The video continued playing, showing Kazama facing the camera with a confident smile.

"Watch closely, Kyoka! My 'Cloud Fist' move was a huge hit today!" Kazama announced proudly.

"Alright, alright," Kyoka's voice replied from behind the camera, sounding exasperated. "You've told me that like five times already. Just show me."

The camera wobbled slightly before steadying again.

"Cloud Fist, huh?" Kaminari muttered, the name vaguely stirring a sense of familiarity in him. Where have I heard something like that before?

On the screen, Kazama's expression shifted, becoming serious. White clouds began to swirl around him, forming rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But these weren't ordinary clouds—they looked dense and tangible, more like large tufts of marshmallow than the wispy vapor one would expect.

"Take this! Cloud Fist!" Kazama shouted, throwing a punch straight into the air.

The clouds surrounding him seemed to come alive, surging upward and coalescing into the shape of a massive fist. The cloud fist rocketed into the sky, its sheer size and speed making it look powerful and imposing.

The camera followed its ascent, revealing just how high and fast the construct was traveling.

"Well… that's something," Kaminari muttered, scratching his head as the video ended.

"How can clouds pack that much power?" Tetsutetsu asked, his tone mirroring Kaminari's confusion. "I mean, clouds are supposed to be soft, right? How do you turn them into something like that?"

Kyoka put her phone away and pursed her lips before responding. "Kazama said his Quirk, Flowing Clouds, might not produce normal clouds at all. He thinks they're 'super clouds'—clouds that can shift between being intangible and solid depending on his intent."

"Super clouds?" Kaminari repeated, intrigued.

"But there's still a limitation," Kyoka continued. "He can only use his Quirk if there are clouds in the sky for him to draw from."

Before Kaminari could say anything, Midoriya spoke up, his expression serious as he touched his chin in thought. "A Quirk like that… If it really can toggle between being virtual and real, it's incredibly versatile. That level of adaptability is impressive. It's no wonder he's in Shiketsu's Hero Course."

Midoriya immediately pulled out his ever-present notebook and began scribbling furiously, muttering to himself as he tried to analyze Kazama's abilities further.

The rest of the group was used to Midoriya's behavior by now, so while Uraraka smiled in amusement at his enthusiasm, the others began heading out of the classroom to grab lunch.

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"Kaminari, do you have any ideas for Kazama?" Kyoka asked nervously as she followed him to the cafeteria. It was clear she wanted to help her friend but didn't know where to start.

"I might have a few ideas," Kaminari replied thoughtfully, "but it depends on whether Kazama is open to suggestions. You should ask him first. Some people don't take kindly to advice, no matter how helpful it might be."

Kyoka nodded, realizing Kaminari's point. "Yeah, you're right. I'll check with him before bringing anything up."

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Soon, the group gathered in the cafeteria, food trays in hand. Kaminari dug into his Chicken Rice Bowl while continuing to think about Kazama's Quirk.

"You can tell him this," Kaminari said between bites. "If his clouds can be used for offense, they can probably be used for defense too. He could try gathering them into a shield or a barrier."

Midoriya, still jotting down notes, chimed in eagerly. "I thought of something too! He could use his clouds to restrain targets. As a Hero, control and crowd management are often more important than raw offensive power."

Tokoyami, usually quiet during such discussions, suddenly spoke up. "He could ride the clouds. Flying would be an invaluable ability."

"That's a good point," Momo added, sipping her tea with a smile. "He could also shape the clouds into tools. The versatility is incredible."

Before long, the entire group was brainstorming ideas for Kazama's Quirk, each suggestion sparking new possibilities. It even made them reflect on their own Quirks, wondering if they'd overlooked any untapped potential.

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After school, Kaminari asked Tetsutetsu to wait for him as he made his way to the first-year teachers' office.

When he entered, the room fell silent, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes turned toward him. Aizawa, sitting at his desk, looked up from his papers and frowned.

"Kaminari? Why aren't you heading home?" Aizawa asked, his tone laced with curiosity.

"I'm here to see Ms. Midnight," Kaminari replied calmly, unfazed by the attention of the teachers.

Midnight stood up from her desk, surprised. "You're looking for me? What's this about?"

"Could I borrow one of the training grounds tomorrow afternoon?" Kaminari asked, his tone polite yet hopeful.

Midnight raised an eyebrow. "I suppose that's fine, but what do you need it for? Are you developing a new move?"

She trailed off as a thought struck her, her expression shifting as if she'd realized something. She chose not to elaborate, however, leaving Kaminari slightly confused.

"No, it's not for developing new moves," Kaminari clarified. "I want to use it for a sparring match… with Snatch. We couldn't find a suitable venue, so I thought of asking you."

"What?"

"You're sparring with Snatch?!"

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