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57.69% The Otaku Code Of Honor / Chapter 15: Some People

บท 15: Some People

"Tokoyami-kun! I've already said it yesterday! Please don't sit on top of the table! It's very disrespectful towards the heroes who used them before us as well as the school! Also, Bakugo-kun! Don't place your feet on the desk!"

"Piss off, four-eyes!"

The first thing I saw when I entered the class was Iida berating people again and Bakugo aggressively refusing as usual.

Yes, everything is as it should be.

And for that reason, I felt calm.

"And, you, Yamori-kun!" Iida suddenly strode towards me with a serious expression.

...oh? It feels strange to be called out by someone other than Aizawa-sensei, Izuku, and Bakugo.

...It was then that I realized that I actually forgot to socialize. I never saw the need to since a few amount of people was already enough for me but... I never thought it was this severe.

"As the student who topped the entrance exam, please pay attention to your image! You are representing the class, no, the entire year 1 students of U.A. High!" Iida reprimanded, his hand unconsciously chopping the air as if to prove his point. "Always arriving to school barely on time, wearing multiple accessories, and unkempt uniform! I cannot accept such behavior! And what is that on your cheek?! Don't tell me you got into a fight on the second day of school?!"

"A fight?" Suddenly, Izuku cut into the conversation. "Ah! Kaito! Your cheek! It's bruised! Hurry! We need to take you to Recovery Girl!"

"Oh, that really looks like it hurts." Uraraka commented with a concerned expression.

"Oh, this?" I touched the bruise, not feeling anything but still acted as if hurts anyways. "I got bullied by a big villain~"

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING A VILLAIN, HUH, SHITTY EYES??!" Bakugo suddenly shouted from across the room.

How the hell did he manage to hear that? Is he a dog or something?

"See? The big villain is bullying me~" I whined and hid behind Izuku. "Oh, Great Hero~ Protect me against that nasty villain!"

"I swear, if you say one more word, I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!"

"Bakugo-kun, I understand that you and Yamori-kun don't see eye to eye but, please try to control yourself a little! You can't just punch him because of an issue that could be solved peacefully! You-"

"Shut it, four-eyes! This is none of your business!"

"Hah..." Oh? Did I just hear Midoriya Izuku sigh? Did I actually make the protagonist sigh?! Whoa! Major achievement! I feel like I need a special title for this.

"I HAVE... COME THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE NORMAL!" A sudden dramatic entrance caused our peaceful conversation to halt.

Ah. We forgot the time.

Just then, I saw Iida making a beeline towards his seat and, copying his example, I sneaked towards mine as well while we were still unnoticed.

"Tch!" Bakugo clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction and sat down as well.

"It's All Might...! Incredible! He's really gonna teach us!"

"Wow! That's his Silver Age costume!"

As the class chatted in excitement, All Might turned to the class and was about to start the lesson but seeing Izuku still standing in a daze made him pause briefly. "Is there anything wrong, Midoriya shonen?"

"Eh?" It took Izuku a few moments to process what was happening. He turned to look around him and found that everyone was already seated except him. Iida-kun? Kacchan? Kaito?

I looked down at my desk, suddenly finding the material extremely interesting.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Izuku shouted and bowed multiple times in apology.

"It's alright, Midoriya shonen! Just go and take your seat." All Might calmly waved his apology off, appearing extremely used to it already.

"Yes!" Izuku immediately sat down in embarrassment, hearing the discrete snickers from some students.

"This is... Hero Basic Training!" All Might began the lesson with a short introduction of the lesson. "The class that'll put you through all sorts of special training to mold you into heroes!!! (It also gives a ton of credits)"

Quite a few students began to whisper to each other in excitement.

"No time to dally. Today's activity is this!" All Might held up a small sign which had words in big, eye-catching letters. "BATTLE TRAINING!"

The students began to cheer.

I took in the view of the excited class calmly, unaffected, as though I was merely viewing it all from a third-person perspective.

"And for that, you need these!" As if cued by All Might's words, metallic shelves pulled themselves out from what was previously just an ordinary wall. "In accordance to the 'quirk registry' and the special request forms you filled out before being admitted..."

"COSTUMES!!!"

"YEEEAAAAHHHH!!!"

The students began to cheer and punch the air in excitement, getting fired up for what was to come like a bunch of children.

Ah... I'm too old for this...

In the entirety of the class, only four other people seemed to share my sentiments. Yaoyorozu-san, Todoroki-kun, Tokoyami-kun, and Shoji-kun.

It's nice to know I'm not the only one.

"After you change, come out in ranking order to ground beta."

...

"I should have written more details on the design and not focus too much on the material type. Now..." I sighed and rubbed my face, feeling helpless. "It's too tight."

But, since it doesn't really affect my movements, I suppose it'll suffice.

I pinched the hem of the black turtleneck, checking its elasticity. Despite the common appearance of a black turtleneck, black combat cargo pants, and black combat boots, they were all made with carbon fibers and are optimum for covert missions, which, I just happened to specialize in.

But... just in case I got mistaken for a villain, I added on a crimson cloak which was made using shockproof and fireproof material to add a bit of color (I can just take it off when I need to hide)... also in case Bakugo wanted to pick a fight with me.

See? Shooting three birds with one stone.

"Woah! Bro! That costume is hella cool!" An enthusiastic voice exclaimed from beside me.

"Huh?" I turned my head and saw a head of spiky red hair. "Kirishima-kun..?"

"Oh?! You know my name?!" He stepped back, surprised. "How?!"

"...We met..." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "During the exams... I sat in front of you."

"Ah??!! You were that guy?!" He exclaimed, eyes widening as his hands began to wildly gesture in the air. "But, that guy had long hair, looked really sloppy... Anyways, he looked like a mess!"

Oh... So that was what I looked like to other people previously... No wonder people avoided me.

"But... I'm still a mess though. And, you changed a lot too." I said honestly, recalling that he used to have black hair which wasn't styled the way it was now. Though I already saw it in the anime a long time ago, seeing it personally brought a different feeling of novelty.

"...That's true..." Kirishima looked awkward, not knowing what to say next. "But, you look like a cool mess now!"

"...I see." I just nodded hesitantly, not really sure what that means.

"...Your costume is really cool, by the way." He suddenly grinned.

"Thanks... Yours too..." I muttered a bit awkwardly. Though, if we were to speak honestly, I never did understand what his costume was aiming for, even in my previous world.

Those... shirtless sleeves..?

"If I remember correctly, you're Yamori, right?" Kirishima said, thinking deeply.

"Yeah. Yamori Kaito." I nodded and smiled at him carelessly.

"I'm Kirishima Eijiro." He grinned brightly with his sharp teeth. "Let's look out for each other, okay?"

...I guess, some people really are just strange.

"Mm." I hummed in agreement as the both of us walked towards the tunnel leading to ground beta.


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