บท 14: Quirk Test (2)
A/N: As usual you guys surpassed the goal, so there will be a double release tomorrow. This time let's aim for 600 powerstones. I also want to thank you guys for the support, it's been helping me stay motivated. This story's continuation depends on your support, so Powerstones are greatly appreciated. Goal: 600 Powerstones.
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Grinning with a hint of mischief, Aizawa addressed the students. "I've told you everything you need to know. It's about time we begin," he said, pointing at the 50-meter track painted on the ground. "We'll be starting with a 50-Meter Sprint. Everyone line up."
Shiro and Uraraka walked side by side to the track, the chatter of other students filling the air. As they reached their spots, Uraraka tugged lightly on Shiro's short sleeve, stopping him. "Shiro, do you mind going first?" she asked, her tone nervous but curious.
Shiro sighed, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, Uraraka, but I can't even think about going second to last. I have to go absolutely last because of my quirk."
Her brow furrowed in confusion. "Why? Is it that dangerous?" she asked, tilting her head. "This is the first time I'll see your quirk in action. Are you going to transform into some animal or something?"
Scratching his chin, Shiro replied, "I wish it was that simple."
Aizawa, already focused on the line of students, turned to Ida, who stood at the front. "Alright, Ida. Are you ready? Set…" But before he could finish, Shiro interrupted, his voice cutting through the noise.
"Wait!" Shiro shouted.
Ida, startled by the sudden outburst, tripped forward, stumbling to the ground.
"Pfft!" Mineta sputtered, unable to hold back his laughter. "Ahaha! That's cruel!" Kaminari added, slapping his knee as he doubled over.
"What is he doing..?" Midoriya wondered silently, his eyes narrowing as he observed Shiro.
Shiro walked toward Aizawa, whose confused expression made it clear he wasn't in the mood for interruptions. "Sir," Shiro began, his tone cautious, "I'd like to go last. My quirk might ruin the track."
Aizawa pressed his fingers to his temple, massaging it as if warding off a headache. "This isn't some middle school track," he replied, his voice dry but firm. "You're at UA, Shiro. The track can take more than you think."
Shiro considered his words. 'Hmm... He's probably right. UA was designed for powerful quirks, so the ground should hold up,' he thought. "Alright then... Sorry," he replied before returning to his position.
"What an idiot! He's wasting my time!" Bakugo shouted, his voice laced with irritation.
"Maybe he's just nervous," Yaoyorozu whispered to Ashido, her voice tinged with concern.
Aizawa's sharp gaze swept over the class, his patience wearing thin. "It seems you guys don't want to be here. If you continue to interrupt my class, you'll be expelled," he said coldly.
The class fell silent instantly, the weight of his words settling over them. "Now, ready, set, go!" Aizawa called out. On cue, Ida burst forward, the engines in his legs roaring to life. Steam billowed as he shot down the track with incredible speed.
"3.04 seconds!" the robot at the finish line announced.
"3.04?!" a student exclaimed. "Whoa…" another murmured, but Aizawa's sharp glare silenced the comments.
One by one, the students completed their runs. Asui hopped down the track with a frog-like grace, Ojiro used his tail for balance, and finally, Uraraka stepped to the line with Shiro directly behind her.
Turning back, she gave him a nervous smile. "Wish me luck—and good luck to you too."
Shiro nodded, offering her a faint smile in return. On Aizawa's signal, Uraraka used her quirk to lighten her clothes, running with surprising agility. She crossed the finish line in 7.15 seconds, releasing her quirk as she came to a stop. Turning back, she waved at Shiro with a cheerful thumbs-up.
Now it was Shiro's turn. He stepped up to the line, glancing behind him at Todoroki. "Could you take a few steps back, please?" he asked politely.
Todoroki raised a brow, his expression stoic. Without protest, he took two steps back.
Shiro shook his head. "Around 20 more."
Todoroki's blunt response was immediate. "You're wasting time," he said flatly.
"He must be really nervous… I kind of feel bad," Yaoyorozu said, her expression concerned.
Ashido, on the other hand, grinned. "He'll be fine! He just needs to man up a bit."
'He said his quirk could destroy the track and wants Todoroki to move 20 steps back. The only logical conclusion is that his quirk increases his size,' Aizawa thought, his gaze narrowing.
"Move 20 steps back," Aizawa ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Though skeptical, the students complied, giving Shiro the space he requested.
"Thank you," Shiro said, stepping closer to the track. He bit his thumb, and in an instant, a yellow light crackled around him. His form began to shift and expand, the glow intensifying until it revealed his Armored Titan form.
The ground rumbled slightly as he completed the transformation. Gasps filled the air as the students stared in stunned silence.
"What…" Bakugo muttered, his eyes wide. "What the hell is that?"
Mineta, caught entirely off guard, bolted to the back of the line, hiding behind Sato. "I-I-IT'S A MONSTER!" he shrieked, pointing a trembling finger at Shiro.
Aizawa's usually composed expression faltered, his mouth slightly agape. 'Those muscles… They're incredibly dense,' he thought, scrutinizing the Armored Titan's frame with a mixture of admiration and caution.
Uraraka, still standing near the finish line, stared in awe. 'Shiro… No wonder you didn't use your quirk before. You couldn't without creating chaos!'
Shiro turned to Aizawa, his deep, distorted voice rumbling. "I'm ready to start."
"Isn't his quirk a bit overkill? With a body like that, he could probably take on All Might," Kaminari said, pointing at Shiro.
Midoriya chuckled nervously. 'Let's not get ahead of ourselves…'
From a corner out of sight, All Might watched with his jaw slack. 'What on earth… If that child ever decided to become a villain, he could wreak havoc across the city. It's a good thing he's in the Hero Course,' he thought.
"Y-Yeah," Aizawa replied, regaining his composure. "Though I do think there needs to be more distance between you and the crowd," he added, motioning for the students to step farther back. He took a few steps himself.
[New Quest: Get First Place in the Quirk Test. Reward: 10,000 XP.]
'That's doable,' Shiro thought as the notification faded.
"Right then," Aizawa said, ready to begin. "Ready… Set… Go!"
Shiro launched off the line with explosive force, the ground cracking beneath his feet. The sheer speed of his movement left a gust of wind in his wake, blowing dust and debris into the air. The track trembled under the impact of each stride, leaving deep footprints in the ground.
"4.03 seconds!" the robot announced as Shiro crossed the finish line.
Stopping, Shiro turned to inspect the damage he had caused. Cracks spread across the track like a web, the surface visibly marred. 'I tried to warn him,' Shiro thought, smiling nervously despite the fierce expression of his titan form.
Aizawa facepalmed, exhaling heavily. 'I should've heeded his warning. We'll need to relocate to the indoor track.'
The students whispered among themselves, the air buzzing with a mix of awe and disbelief. Shiro spotted Uraraka approaching him. She reached out and touched his foot, looking up at him with wide eyes. "I can't believe you had something like this locked away," she said.
Lowering his hand, Shiro replied, "Get on."
Nodding, Uraraka climbed into his palm, and he carefully lifted her onto his shoulder.
"Whoa… I can see so much from up here!" she exclaimed, her excitement cutting through the tension.
The day's remaining exercises played out similarly, with Shiro's titan form breaking more equipment at every turn. When it became time for the softball throw, the class watched in anticipation.
Planting his feet firmly, Shiro twisted his upper body, building immense power. With explosive force, he hurled the ball. The thrust created a gust of wind that swept across the field, scattering dust and blowing hair and clothes.
"4,053 meters," Aizawa announced, showing the score on his device.
"Ehhhh?!" the class exclaimed in unison, their disbelief ringing through the air.
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