52 Melissa Shield

[Authors Note: You have no idea how nice it feels to finally be able to write English names. Japanese names give me headaches cause of the whole, 'oh no you can't say my first name, how embarrasing~'.]

Falling through the sky like a speeding torpedo, Hiroto was headed straight into the middle of the stage. Under him, he saw a see-through blue shield deployed in his path, which had the capability to defend against a force of a tank firing against it.

The announcer and staff quickly shouted to the others to get out of the way and evacuate back. He tried to shut down the shield, but it was too late.

Seeing the shield in the way, Hiroto had no choice but to smash through it. 'It's not like it's my fault it's in the way.'

Crashing straight through the shield, Hiroto continued down and also smashed into the metal stage below it as well, leaving a clean hole through towards the ground beneath the stage.

The crowd cried out in surprise and fear when they noticed that it was a person that fell into the stage.

"T-That was a person! Quick, get the medic team over here right away!" The announcer cried out towards the stunned staff next to him. Being shouted at, the two women scrambled away and began contacting for a team to make their way over as fast as possible.

Running towards the middle of the stage, the announcer saw the shield that they were proudly purporting crumble away into tiny pieces. However, that wasn't his priority right now. Kicking the pieces aside, he went over towards the hole in the stage and knelt beside the hole to peek inside.

However, in doing so, his face came into contact with the top side of Hiroto's head, the same time he started to climb out.

Falling back with a thud, the man gripped his nose in pain. He looked towards the person that caused all of this and saw Hiroto slowly climbing out of the hole, saying, "Geez, who knew that their helicopter was so fragile. Good thing my suit's fine."

Hiroto climbed out of the hole and dusted himself, ignoring the large crowd staring at him with mouths agape. The various cameras were still recording the entire event.

Putting his arms on his hips, Hiroto looked at and spotted the helicopter still hovering all the way above. "Well, let's not keep him waiting." Bending his legs, Hiroto left a large dent beneath him as he jumped up, propelling him straight towards the Helicopter.

The announcer had already deployed his own personal shield and scrambled away when he saw Hiroto was about to act. Seeing the stage that was reinforced with some of the strongest material caving in just like that, left him in doubt and extreme confusion as to what had just happened.

Not just him, but shortly after the crowd started to shout out in not just confusion, but also excitement over the whole ordeal, thinking that it was part of the performance. The people who recorded the entire process started to upload the video onto various sites in hopes of gaining traction and views.

Just arriving at where the mayhem took place, Melissa was stumped after seeing how the portable civilian shield venue was destroyed. After asking around, she found out the gist of what happened, leaving her perplexed and surprised.

"So that's what uncle Might meant when he said 'He can be a handful.'" Mellisa merely shook her head and smiled, thinking about how interesting this person that her uncle tasked her to guide around was.

"I wonder if it was his Quirk that caused all of this, or is it a part of his physiology..." Melissa muttered with a smile and gleam in her eyes. Getting back onto her pogo stick, she made her way towards Hiroto's hotel before it got darker.

Meanwhile, the person that caused this entire mishap was still ascending straight up into the sky. As he got near the helicopter, his speed started to slow near the apex of his jump, timing it perfectly with the hovering Helicopter.

With a light tap, Hiroto landing in the helicopter again. The pilot turned around and his mouth was left agape, seeing Hiroto sitting back down, saying, "Hey, let's not tell anyone about what just happened, okay?"

The pilot took his helmet off for a second to rub his face, saying, "I need a raise..."

Hiroto moved towards the pilot and patted his shoulder, saying, "Don't worry man, if you don't say anything about what I did, I'll put in a good word for you. Just… blame it on faulty equipment, it definitely wasn't me."

The pilot sighed internally and put on his helmet, not bothering to mention all of the high tech camera's that would've captured him on film.

Continuing his flight to the hotel once more. After a few minutes and some conversation from the pilot towards their central command, the situation was pacified.

"We're here, that's the hotel you'll be staying in, sir." Looking out of the missing door, Hiroto saw a tall and luxurious looking hotel surrounded by some tree's and a large pool at the back.

"Well, this is my stop then. See ya later." Hiroto said tot he pilot, waving shortly towards him and jumping out, causing the pilot even more grievances since he was going to land on the rooftop helipad.

Dropping from the sky, Hiroto made sure to not cause any more damage than necessary to the road leading up to the hotel and the fountain nearby. Under many people's surprised and shocked gazes, Hiroto landed right in front of a self-driving car at the entrance.

Checking beneath him, once he was satisfied with there just being light cracks in the ground, Hiroto made his way past the various valets and bell boys and entered the hotel lounge.

He was greeted by soft playing music and a wide-open white space with chairs and sofas off to one side. Walking to the reception desk, Hiroto pulled out his ticket, saying, "I think I have a room here."

The woman smiled and took the ticket, proceeding to scan it. Once it was accepted and confirmed by not just the hotel system, but also central command, she gave it back and provided him with a black keycard.

"This is the card to your room, 51-2B. You've been upgraded to our suite accommodation which is on the 51st floor. Please, do enjoy your stay and let us know if there is anything we can do to help you." The woman said with a practised business smile on her face.

Taking the card, Hiroto was about to leave to go to his room when someone called out to him.

"Excuse me! Are you Hiroto Moriyama?"

Turning around, he saw a girl just slightly shorter than he was with long wavy blonde hair and glasses with her right hand outstretched to him. (someone post a pic of her, too lazy to describe, it's late)

Nodding, Hiroto greeted her and extended his hand to shake hers. "Yes, I am. How did you know my name?"

Looking around, the girl made sure that no one was nearby and gestured towards the chairs to the side, saying, "Let's move away from everybody first."

Following her and taking a seat opposite from her, she introduced herself, "I'm Melissa Shield, and I'm supposed to be your guide. Uncle Might might have mentioned about me."

Hiroto shook his head, "He did mention about getting me a guide, and something about the daughter of his close friend.."

Melissa smiled, saying, "I wasn't able to find you before your plane landed. My papa and Uncle Might are close friends, I've known him since I was very little as well. Although, I wasn't able to call him today to ask where you were."

'I bet he forgot to charge his phone.' Hiroto thought to himself, saying, "Yeah, that should be the case."

Melissa nodded, then leaned forward on her chair with a sparkle on in her aqua-blue eyes, saying, "I heard and saw the videos of what you did at the portable civilian shield exhibition! I'm amazed at how you were able to break through that shield when the vast majority of the Pro Heroes we had it tested against failed to do the same! It might not be able to take one of Uncle Might's punches, but it can still contend with the top Pro Hero powers nonetheless! And coming from someone at your age is even more remarkable- Ah! Sorry, I got off into a tangent there, haha."

'She's really chatty.' Hiroto thought, saying, "It's alright, I know someone who can get over-excited and lose themselves sometimes. But, uhm… you said something about the portable shield whatchamacallit place… Do I have to pay for that?"