In MHA With Star Platinum

It had been a while that I had a good sleep like this. I have to admit, yesterday was only was second to the days I had been taken to the women's bath and hot springs as a kid.

Today, was a new day.

Shutting the alarm of my phone and waking up, I noticed a message from Kendo.

[Good Morning, excited for battle-trial with All Might.]

Standing up, I texted back: [Maybe…You?] Then I changed my clothes, took my bag, and jumped off the window. A new creative way to leave the house in this early morning.

[Yep. I'm more curious about our heroes outfit. Anyway, I'm going with my father, see you in class.] The reply was fast.

I remembered that the school had asked me for a specific hero uniform. I'd receive it today for my Trial Battle.

Since I believed that I didn't need a suitable costume for my supposed Quirk, I just drew a simple sketch of normal, yet bizarre clothes.

I wondered if they'd take that joke so far. I had laughed when I made that sketch. Nah, I don't think so.

Taking the UA bus, I got to the school on time. The moment I opened the door, I could notice that my classmates weren't as calm as I was. Most of them were getting thoughtful about fighting with their quirks.

The moment I entered, my eyes met with Itsuka, who made a sweet smile.

"Good morning."

"Good morning. You got early today." She said.

"You can just say that my motivation to come here became stronger."

I was starting to like this girl more.

Neito just took a glance to my direction before looking at the others. After a few words and agree to meet later, I think we finished our small morning chat.

"Hope we won't fight." Itsuka showed her concern.

"I'll let you win if we did." I patted her arm.

"Mm…" She seemed to want to refute how I shouldn't take her lightly, but I had shown my intention of how a lady shouldn't make effort with her hand. "I'll get easy on you." She said.

"Sure." Nodding with a smile, I went to my seat.

"How did it go?" Rin asked as he looked at my direction. "How was her friend?"

Wasn't he… just getting more talkative. But still, Itsuka didn't tell me if she wants to show that we are dating yet. I had to respect that desire.

"Not so bad."

"Not so bad!" He lifted his head, "I think I need to know you more to know what you mean 'by not so bad."

"Yes." I just sat.

Scrtch.

The door was getting opened; we stopped talking as the teacher entered. All Might was the first one our sight fall on this morning. He had that usual way of his greeting, as he told us everything is fine, for he is here.

"Good morning young Heroes. I'll introduce myself since I am here. I'm your first year, Heroic Teacher; I'm All Might Sensei for now. Now, juniors, I believe that you know how hard the hero job is, and how it is a big responsibility.

"Today, from this morning, we'll have a practical experience with one of the villains-heroes struggle experience simulation.

He continued, "Now, let's go. To the training location."

He then made a pose with his muscles, pointing to the door. "Go and get your heroes uniform."

That made me cough. Maybe I should just go with UA gym outfit. Nah, it's not that embarrassing.

I know, most of my classmates would have like the ones the pro had.

***

I walked out of the locker room and went with the students to the centre of the test.

Every eye was on me, even All Might gave a thumb up.

My wear was a black pant, boots – that's not the part – a tight sleeveless shirt that stopped barely under my belt, showing my abs; and I had a scarf. My hands were covered by fingerless black skin gloves.

I remember that I had told them that the scarf must be stretchy.

Giving my muscled build – thanks to ripples and years of workout – my chest, abs, and all of my ripped muscles were apparent.

See, my outfit was inspired by the guy who learned Ripples without having any teacher… not at the beginning.

But well, don't pros show their muscles. Except that they wear caps and sometimes put a mask.

What a pain, the guys who made this costume don't have a sense of humour.

"Why are you so exposing."

"Damn, he seems that he wants to pose like Vlad King and All Might."

"Is he taking steroid?"

I could hear some whispers; some girls picked in my direction, before quickly looking forward. The black-haired girl, who was talkative and lively, just whistled before turning.

I looked at Itsuka to see her staring, at the torso, blushing before making eye contact and turning her face, afraid that I caught her gawking. Looking at her, I saw that she wore a nice outfit. A turquoise knee-length qipao, over which she has a black double-b.r.e.a.s.ted corset, ending just below her b.r.e.a.s.ts. She also sports black short pants under the qipao. For accessories, she wears a loose brown utility belt around her h.i.p.s with a satchel attached at the back; a thin black domino mask around her eyes.

She looked pretty, and her chest seemed to be bigger than I thought. I gave her a thumb up.

"I'll talk to her.

"Hey, Kendo, like the outfit." Standing next to her, I said, "You took your time looking at my middle."

"Isn't a bit, exposing?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Haha… do you like it or not."

"You look handsome; what do you think about mine."

"Cute, the best here."

"So, remember our deal."

"Letting you win."

"No! Me going easy on you was the deal."

"Hehe. Sure."

Laughing at her, I moved my scarf. It was long, and surely it could be used as a hidden weapon for a Hamon user like me.

Channelling the ripples, the scarf adjusted its position. Great, I can control it, harden it in fact. It would be great to fight alongside with my Stand had I make it busy with something.

We got inside the training centre. It was a big room, with watching cameras that shows the location. It was in the middle of a fake city.

All of us stood in their hero costume while looking at the number one hero, instructing us about what we have.

Today, it's a simple battle trial. There would be two teams, each of two persons, and we'll fight: villain's team against the heroes' team.

Villains would have to secure a bomb until the limited time is over; while the good guys' team will have to save that bomb… Why does this remind me of Counter-Strike game from my previous life?

Anyway, we are allowed to use our Quirks, just not to the extreme where we kill or hurt someone so badly.

First, we would be divided into teams, named by alphabets, then randomly we'll pick balls to know who we'll fight.

"Okay, Young Lee and Pony, team C."

I looked at the blonde girl with wavy hair. She was short, 150 cm, with long white horns on the top of her head, almost as long as her, face. Her eyes were big, her lips were full, and her nose was small. Looking at me, she just smiled and lifted her little face in my direction.

Her hero outfit was horse-themed. She even had a small golden horse-tail at the end of her spin. Her orange shirt was tight, her hands covered by fingerless white gloves, and she had a collar around her neck. Right, Americans like horses.

'Cute,' I thought, as the word innocent was written on her face – figuratively.

"Itsuka and Yui, Team F."

Apparently, my girl, the one I date, wasn't happy with the evolution. She just smiled wirily while I shrugged my shoulders.

Then there was the draw, to pick up out teams who are going to fight.