Chapter 8: Confession (Rewrite)

Yesterday, I did not have the opportunity to write or publish a chapter because I had work in the population directorate. So tomorrow Two chapter will come.

And If you see any mistakes, feel free to write. I'll fix it.

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After Blake took another bite of the ice cream in his hand, he gave the ice cream to Nejire and took his phone out of his pocket.

There were a lot of messages on his phone in six days. The first was messages from his school, the second was messages from Yamamoto at the time of the accident, and the last was a message from QYM that came in today.

[QYM Support: Mr. Blake, your weekly quota is renewed tomorrow. Thank you for choosing us.]

It had been almost a week after 10 hours of fainting and five days of recovery, and tomorrow the number of tools Blake could scrap would be renewed.

This was one of the most popular features of QYM. The privilege of being able to dismantle tools with peace of mind allowed people to train without worrying about money or tools. This privilege was one of the reasons QYM was popular.

Since Blake didn't see any important messages, he turned off his phone and took his ice cream from Nejire.

"Blake, doesn't it hurt?" As Blake continued to eat his ice cream indifferently, which for some reason was a big bite mark, Nejire asked.

Blake's upper body was covered in plaster and bandages. If his lower body was bandaged, he'd turn into a completely mummy, but he was acting as if he had nothing.

"Oh, it hurts. It hurts and it itches. But if I don't make instant movements, I don't feel much." Blake shook his head as he bit his ice cream. He wasn't really in much pain, just a little itching.

"Hm, is it?" Nejire shook her head as if she understood, and continued her occasional drawings from the beginning of their walk.

Blake nodded helplessly at her move. Nejire had been decorating his casts in various shapes for days and continued to draw at every empty opportunity she found. Her drawings stretched from simple suns to intricate tree figures and even two black wings drawn on his back.

He decided not to say anything. After all, the casts were there to be drawn.

Blake and Nejire broke up after walking together for a while. Blake went straight home.

The first thing he did when he got home took a pair of scissors and cut the casts.

"Huuupppp..." Blake took a deep breath when the tight cast came out of his chest. He took turns removing the cast on his arm and then on his neck

Krtt! Krt! Küt! KÜTT!

Blake relaxed by cracking his freed arms and neck. There were squeaking noises coming out of his joints, and even though there's an uncomfortable feeling coming from his bones as if they were combined with glue, he recklessly massed his bones.

"More comfortable." After massing the last bone, he breathed a sigh of relief. Apart from the uncomfortable feelings, his body had almost completely healed.

Blake spent the rest of the day the way he wanted. He went to school the next day and took classes after taking notes from Tamaki and Mirio and several classmates.

The days began to pass quickly. Blake began to spend his days commuting between QYM's private rooms and normal rooms, school, and home. He spent every day fully.

Blake was able to learn at the end of a week about the qualities that speed power brings him;

Superhuman reflex.

Superhuman healing.

Thanks to the superhuman reflex, Blake's reflexes were elevated to superhuman levels. Blake hadn't tested exactly how strong he was, but after a few tests, he saw that he could reach second response times.

Superhuman healing, as before, allowed the wounds on Blake's body to heal at an extreme level. It helped to regenerate not only the wounds but even the blood that had left the body.

Blake also started working on his Quirk.

There was no requirement to train Quirk, all he needed was to push himself to his limits. If Blake had to educate himself about his Quirk, all he had to do was explore human boundaries.

As the days slowly passed, Blake's schedule began to fill up even more.

He enrolled in a few sports and martial arts courses that came to mind because he had to cross human boundaries to training his Quirk. He also took a few part-time jobs.

He enrolled in a few things like MMA, swimming, boxing and martial arts, gymnastics and started training himself. So his days began to fill up.

Blake, who has a schedule full of school, part-time jobs, Quirk training, Speed power training, martial arts, had no ill feelings towards the program that many would get fed up with.

To him, the show was refreshing rather than suffocating or boring. In his previous life, he spent his days studying at a table. Formulas and equations, paragraphs and dates, writings and numbers filled every day, and so he experienced firsthand what it was like to be the real suffocation.

So instead of feeling suffocating or uncomfortable, he loved this timetable because he could live his day to the fullest.

Besides having a full day, Blake's classes were pretty good, too. Thanks to his hard work in his previous life, he didn't have to worry about middle school and high school classes.

Hours chased days, days chased weeks, weeks chased months. Blake's face began to change with education. Neither skinny nor fat physique gained muscle. His uncertain face became stiff and his body became more masculine.

As the days passed, a well-balanced but strong body was formed. That was Blake's goal. Instead of being a muscle stack like All Might and others, he wanted to have a balanced face. That's why he went to swimming class.

Blake's training was progressing smoothly thanks to his speed. The pains that would occur as a result of his over-training had never been experienced due to the speeding power. In some heavy training, muscle ruptures or tendon ruptures are prevented due to constant regeneration.

Blake's body strength continued to grow smoothly for these reasons.

Blake was also getting used to speed power by the day. He began to train himself in various ways, such as moving at different speeds, instant movement, and instantaneous posture.

Months have passed and it's time for the end-of-year exams.

***

Blake took a deep breath and stretched out at will before intending to get out of his chair. He gave his end-of-year exams, and after that, he was comfortable until the end of the year.

He put his hand under the desk to get his purse, but it wasn't his purse that greeted him, it was a lot of envelopes.

Blake took the envelopes and took turns looking. He had more than ten envelopes in his hand, and there were a lot of them under his desk. The pink envelopes had careful names written on them, carrying a slightly floral scent.

At one glance, it looked like love letters.

Blake stared around with his eyeballs. Feeling Blake's eyes on them, the girls shook slightly and turned their eyes away before blushing.

Blake's lips curled with a helpless smile. He took all the papers from under his desk and put them in his bag. Although he would not accept any of them, he would take them with him to respect the brave actions of the girls.

Blake walked in steady steps and continued to walk along the road between the gaze of the girls, who looked at him, with a healthy rash on their faces.

When he got to the canteen, he didn't bother to buy himself food. After looking around for a while, he walked to the table where Mirio and Tamaki were sitting.

''Yo!''

''Yo!''

''Y-Yo!''

The trio greeted each other. Blake sat in his bag before removing the lunch box from the papers.

He opened the food container and brought a large pile of food to the eyes of the pair.

"Chomp*Blake, I thought you didn't eat tha-*Gulp*that much." Mirio spoke as he picked up a large spoon from his plate, which was filled with as much food as Blake's.

"Yes, I don't. But I have to eat." Blake was more of a low-eating side than a glutton.

But the speed power didn't allow it. Every time Blake used his speeding power or his body healed because of every speed power, he was very hungry, which caused him to eat a lot of food.

After the trio spoke for a while, Blake left the pair and left school. There was no school after the exams.

Ding!

When Blake came out, he got a text on his phone.

[Nejire: Ne~ Blake, Where Are You? Did something happen? Did you get yourself in trouble? I've been here a while, but you're gone.]

[Blake: I'm on my way. And didn't you say we were meeting at exactly 3:00? It's still 30 minutes away.]

[Nejire: I just got here a little early. Besides, I heard from my mom that a man should come to the rendezvous especially early. That's an unwritten rule. Don't you know that?]

[Blake: I don't know the law because I don't read Relationship Law. Don't cut my head off, Judge.]

[Nejire: If you arrive in 10 minutes, your head may remain in your body.]

Blake's lips formed a slight smile.

He used speed because he could tell from Nejire's writings that she wanted to talk to him about something important, and he instantly disappeared from where he was.

After a few seconds, he was already where Nejire was supposed to be. Blake went into the park after confirming there was nothing wrong with him.

Where he was going to meet Nejire was a park in the heart of the city. The green-clad park was designed in a relaxed layout and looked more pleased with the appearance of people smiling or having a pleasant time.

Blake went into the park looking for Nejire, and after a while, he found her.

Nejire was wearing a one-piece white dress that would bring out her beauty. She had a big hat on her head to protect her from the sun. The clothes she wore made her sunlit face look beautiful, while her exposed white skin made her glow.

Blake had a wry smile on his face. He approached Nejire in light steps. He intended to blow in her ear to see her cute rash.

"Calm down, Nejire. Just make your feelings clear, like you always do. Tell Blake you love him so you won't regret it even when he refuses...'' Nejire's hands squeezed the hem of the garment she was holding so that it wouldn't open. She had a tense expression on her face, and her heart fluttered with hesitation and embarrassment for what she was going to say to Blake.

Blake stood by Nejire's words. He was surprised. He didn't think Nejire would confess to him.

I mean, yes, he knew Nejire loved him. He'd noticed it with some clues over the last few weeks, but he didn't think Nejire would confess so quickly.

"Nejire, I'm here." Blake quickly recovered and gently poked Nejire's open shoulder.

With Blake's touch, Nejire's body trembled. She immediately stood up and looked Blake in the eye. Her eyes began to roam all over his face as if trying to confirm whether Blake had heard her words.

'It doesn't matter if he hears it.'" Either way, she was going to confess to him today. Hearing her words wouldn't change anything, maybe it would help.

"Please sit down." In a tense voice unbecoming of Nejire, she pointed to the side of the bench.

Blake approved and the bank sat down. In Nejire, sitting next to him, he looked into her eyes.

"Blake, how's your day going?"

"It's good."

"Exams... How was it?''

"I'm the first in school."

"Oh, congratulations."

"Thank you."

A strange silence began to reign between the two. Nejire was doing her best to bring up a topic, but her thoughts were distracted when the thought of confession popped into her head

"Ermm... Your frien-''

"Nejire." Blake decided to stop the girl's desperate struggles and took the conversation into his hands. He couldn't be more indifferent to the girl's struggles to create a good atmosphere before she got to the main topic.

Nejire was startled by Blake's harsh tone and looked at Blake, swallowing what she had to say.

"Nejire, we have known each other for over a year. I think our relationship, which has a coincidental beginning, is quite good." Blake was having a conversation like this for the first time in his two lives, forcing himself to talk while he was slightly nervous.

"I've enjoyed our relationship with you. Your pure thoughts, your curiousness, your bright smile, your childish attitude, your personality, your appearance... All the pieces you could think of drew me to you. Every time I spend with you means a lot to me." Blake closed his eyes and closed his eyes to remember his moments with Nejire.

Nejire started listening to Blake without saying a word. He didn't expect Blake to suddenly say such valuable things. She waited for him to finish his words with a warm smile on her face.

"Your curiosity has led me to satisfy your curiosity. While your pure and childlike nature made me want to protect you, I wanted your royal blue crystal-blue eyes staring at me to look only at me." Blake opened his eyes and looked into his eyes, just looking at him as he wished.

"So, Nejire, be my girl-" Blake said, her hands closed his mouth before he could finish his words.

"You confessed. It's my turn." Clasping her hands lightly, she stopped Blake's lips and brought her face closer to his.

"You know what, Blake? Everyone in my life, including my family, was disturbed by my curiosity. Sometimes even my parents were mad at me for my curiosity and my questions. But only you... Only you didn't say anything to me." Nejire knew how sharp her curiosity could be.

The questions she involuntarily asked were very invasive and clear. Sometimes she asked questions that might even bother her family. She was aware of this but there was nothing she could do, she tried to change herself but failed.

"Only you..." Only Blake listened to her to the end and answered all the questions she asked her pointless and constant curiosity. He kept up with her childish attitude, always making her smile happily.

"So, please-", this time it was Nejire's turn to be interrupted. Blake pressed his finger on her lips and gently pushed her hands back.

"Didn't your mother say a man should confess?" He looked Nejire in the eye with a charismatic smile.

"Nejire Hado, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes," Nejire agreed with a bright smile. His smile seemed to strike out the emotions that were swelling in his heart.

"Come on, let's have a good day." Blake stood up and held her hand. But before he could step, Nejire pulled his arm.

"B-Blake, I heard something from my friends. I wonder if we could try that?'' With a smile on her face, she spoke in a tense tone about what she was about to do.

"Yes, what is it?" Blake sat on the bench before waiting for her to answer.

''..'' Nejire took a deep breath and looked into his eyes before saying what was on her head. "Girls in the class... They were talking about how good it was to kiss their boyfriends. I'm a little curious... Can we try?'

''...'' Not expecting this, Blake looked at her in a bewildered way. His testimony changed after a few seconds. As a lovely smile appeared on his face, his eyes shone with a delicate glow, and he leaned forward and kissed her on the lips without giving her a chance.

''...'' Nejire, who didn't expect it to happen so fast, froze. With her enlarged eyes, Blake's lips remained in the same position until they were separated from their lips.

"How?" Blake licked his lips and looked at her.

"Very... nice, I...thing.'' She put her hand on her heart, which beat wildly. Her heart was beating like an engine, butterflies flying in her stomach.

"Do you want to try again?"

She shook her head wildly at Blake's question. Blake giggled slightly when he saw her unfocused eyes, contrary to her serious expression. He tilted his head forward and kissed her lips.

They continued kissing until Nejire needed to breathe.

When they left, Nejire wanted to follow him behind, but she needed to breathe. So she stayed where she was, doing nothing but rubbing her lips with her finger

Blake grabbed her hand and stood up.

"Let's wander." Feeling bad about wasting the day like this, Blake wanted to go out with Nejire.

Blake and Nejire spent the rest of the day spending money, circling, and having fun. They left to go home at the end of a good day for the two. After a kiss at Nejire's insistence.