Chương 40: Chapter 38 Four Students Who Stand Outs
Aizawa Shouta glanced at Bakugo and said softly, "If I remember correctly, you're Bakugo."
"Yeah!" Bakugo nodded.
"No, just one person can demonstrate. It would be a waste of time for two people," Aizawa said, his tone firm.
Aizawa, feeling time was tight, thought it would be inefficient to allow two demonstrations. However, Bakugo insisted.
"Anyway, everyone will need to do it once later. I'll just write it into the score this time," Bakugo said slowly.
Aizawa thought for a few seconds and realized Bakugo had a point.
"Alright, we'll finish the softball throw first, then move on to the other tests. Bakugo, you're up next," Aizawa said, scribbling it down.
Bakugo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, holding the softball and glancing at Akira with disdain. Then, he stepped into the circle.
"How many meters could you throw it without Quirks in junior high?" Aizawa asked.
"67 meters!" Bakugo replied confidently.
"Alright, the rules are the same. Speed it up," Aizawa instructed, his voice showing no emotion.
Bakugo nodded and prepared himself to throw.
"Die!" Bakugo roared, launching the softball with all his strength.
The air around him shifted, but compared to Akira's throw, it lacked the same intensity.
"It should be infinite!" Bakugo muttered, glancing at the instrument in Aizawa's hand.
"Ding ding..."
The instrument beeped, signaling it had processed the data. Aizawa glanced at it calmly, then spoke.
"Bakugo, 706 meters," Aizawa stated flatly.
"Ha?" Bakugo's eyes nearly popped out of his head.
Aizawa didn't give him any more attention. "Next," he said.
Bakugo, slightly stunned, walked back to the group, hands shoved into his pockets, wondering if the instrument was malfunctioning.
Back in the group, a few moments later, Aizawa's voice rang out again.
"Uraraka! Infinite!"
"Huh?" Bakugo's eyes snapped to Uraraka, his mouth twitching.
"Okay, so awesome, the second one throws infinite," someone whispered.
"How strong is she? Maybe she can rival the top hero," another murmured.
Aizawa, noticing the chatter, raised an eyebrow. "The reason Uraraka can throw infinity isn't because of her strength, but because her Quirk has a unique effect on this test."
"As for Akira… well… that's something else entirely," Aizawa added, his tone taking on a more serious note.
The class turned their attention to Akira, casting envious glances his way.
"Alright! Next!" Aizawa called out, breaking the moment.
The first test, the softball throw, was over. Seven more tests remained.
"Damn, this is all just time-wasting stuff," Akira muttered as he glanced at the test list, clearly uninterested.
The time passed quickly, and before they knew it, the first round was over.
"Next! 50-meter run! Whoever's ready, come up!" Aizawa shouted, his voice as tired as ever.
"I'm up!" Akira immediately responded, almost bored. Standing still had started to make him sleepy, and he figured a little action would wake him up.
"Alright," Aizawa said with a hum, then added, "Anyone else?"
Almost immediately, Bakugo responded with a loud, "Me!"
Aizawa looked at him, uninterested. "Alright, Bakugo, you're up too."
There were no special rules for the 50-meter run aside from staying within the track; Quirks were allowed.
Moments later, Akira and Bakugo were at their starting positions.
Bakugo smirked at Akira. "Get ready, I'm going to leave you in the dust."
Akira smirked back. "To be honest, you're not as fast as me right now."
Bakugo blinked, clearly not expecting such a response. "What did you say, you bastard? You want to fight?"
Akira only smiled. "Try me."
"Fine, after school, I'll show you what's what," Bakugo shot back with a confident grin.
"Are you two really going to fight?" Uraraka whispered to Iida.
"Probably just some friendly rivalry," Iida replied, though there was some doubt in his voice.
Midoriya let out a sigh. "At least since Akira showed up, Bakugo's been focused on him, and I haven't been a target... yet."
"Hey, hurry up and start!" Aizawa called, sounding slightly irritated.
The two students nodded and got into position.
"Everyone's ready?" Aizawa's voice rang out, and a mechanical sound followed.
A loud bang signaled the start of the race.
In an instant, Bakugo shot off the starting line, his explosive speed tearing up the track. But Akira's movement was so fast, it was almost imperceptible.
With a burst of speed, Akira was at the finish line before Bakugo even had time to react.
The timer read "1.09 seconds" for Akira.
Bakugo, still a few seconds behind, crossed the line at "6 seconds."
"What… did this guy do?" Bakugo muttered, still confused.
"This is too fast!" another student exclaimed. "I didn't even see him move!"
"1 second... is that even possible?" someone else wondered aloud.
"Akira, you broke the equipment. You'll need to pay for it," Aizawa said suddenly, his voice deadpan.
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