Chapter 40:

(A/N: Okay, what is with you crackheads? How in the hell does this book have 1 mil views?! Jokes aside, thank you for the continued support on this weird book I throw together at 3 am most nights. <3 )

Throughout the past week that led up to the sports festival, I didn't really do much but reflect on myself. I wasn't fighting, so there was no need for me to train relentlessly like the others which opened up time to think back on my life a little.

I did do something semi-important, though. However, that will come up in my speech in a few minutes anyway, so there's no point in discussing it right now.

I don't think it would surprise anyone to say that I have been growing a little more… sadistic/arrogant/egoistic as of recently. Maybe I was always like this, even in my past life, and it was no longer being unconsciously suppressed.

However, the most probable cause of it all? It was probably my quirk, it was far too powerful for anyone to have any right to be born with. It has basically made me a pseudo-reality warper, which is nice and all, but it also leads to my personality warping a bit.

I no longer have to worry about a lot of things, and it has led me to become more… free, I guess?

I shouldn't be taunting people or making fun of everyone weaker than myself. I guess my… less than stellar previous life has affected me more than I thought. I forgot what I came from, who I previously was, and I'm a tiny bit ashamed of that.

I was given a second chance at life, and I should probably use that to make it so I can enjoy myself without ruining other's lives. Well, some people deserve it, but those are the exceptions. I never really understood the words "with great power comes great responsibility" fully until now.

Don't get me wrong, though. I'm still going to do what I want, and that will never change, but I'm going to try to tone it down on the sadism and arrogance a tiny bit.

Maybe a minuscule, barely noticeable amount. I don't want to neglect my own desires for the well-being of others, as it won't do me any good mentally in the long run.

Baby steps, you know?

I didn't give anyone an extra quirk despite their incessant asking. It would make it unfair, even though one could technically say I gave Melissa the Danger Sense quirk. But, that doesn't count!

Katsuki still hasn't taken me up on the training regime that I offered a long time ago, which will probably serve as his downfall. He not only has to face a full-powered Shoto, but he has Inasa to face too. That's not even mentioning Melissa, who most likely could kick his ass as well.

Then there's my wife, the most probable winner in my opinion. She has become very interested in the marvel cinematic universe, and her latest creations have shown that. All that newfound power is in the hands of someone who doesn't really know how to wield it effectively yet.

She did ask me to help her with training, to which I happily obliged. I wasn't about to let her accidentally maim herself. Her new accessories are probably the most powerful support tools ever made, and I was super excited to see them in action.

Enough about all of that, though.

I am currently on a big ass T-rex waiting for my name to be called. Taming it was surprisingly easy. But when you merge Anivoice, Electrification, and Brainwashing's quirk factors into a new quirk I call Weighted Words, that's to be expected.

Weighted Words allowed me to give absolute orders to anyone through my words affecting their bio-electricity. It's not as great as the original ability that I based it off of, as I couldn't affect the surroundings as Oudo Miyakonojou could. I'm sure I have ways of making a perfect copy, but as a wise man once said, if it ain't broke don't fix it.

I guess I have done something more exciting during the week. I've been using psychometry on a worldwide scale, collecting various quirk factors, and merging them into brand new quirks.

Whether it was Nine's Weather Manipulation or Komoe-sensei's Eternal Youth, I have collected them all. The most useful one I have obtained was definitely Momo's Creation by a long shot.

I just haven't used it much in fear that it may trigger Momo's inferiority complex again. It would most definitely crop up once more if she notices me making world-changing creations like nothing, it would make her feel like her progress was meaningless. That's not something I want to happen.

At this point, I'm a budget Najimi Ajimu. The only difference is that she has 12,858,051,967,633,865 skills, whereas I have way less than that in terms of quirks. I'm sure I could eventually reach that level with enough time, but it just isn't worth the investment.

My power level is getting too out of hand. The only person in this world that even has a chance of beating me is Momo, and I doubt that conflict will ever happen in the first place. At least, I hope it doesn't.

Fluffy-chan said that this was my time to brag and do whatever I wanted. So, obviously, I took some creative liberties. I may have had to promise Power Loader a blast-proof room, and a recycle station, for some fireworks; but it was worth it.

I thought of using some lightning for added effect from my quirk bank but ultimately decided against it. The build-up of lightning clouds would have most likely caused UA to close the roof, and then the fireworks wouldn't be able to go off.

It would be a net loss in dramatic effect, and I can't have that.

I am about to mess with the HPSC again, and I need it to be as dramatic as possible. It really needs to hit home with the viewers. The stark contrast between my exciting entrance and my depressing speech will be marvelous.

"And giving the speech will be Sakuya Izayoi from class 1-A!" Midnight's voice called out.

"It's time to shine big boy, you know what to do!" I spoke to my ride.

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(Momo POV)

'Where even is she?' I questioned inwardly as soon as Sakuya's name was called.

"Did she not turn up?"

"Was it because she couldn't fight anyone?"

"No, no, I saw her in the changing rooms with us earlier. She is definitely here, she's just not with us at the minute… I hope." I answered my classmates' questions.

The dimming of the lights caught everyone's attention, and I could only fear for the worst. Not because of any villain attack that may be the cause of it, but because this is most definitely Sakuya's doing.

She's only ever dramatic whenever she has planned something big, that is what frightens me. What does she have planned during her speech? Is this just some showmanship to hype the crowd up, or is it to make sure everyone's attention is on her?

I don't know, but I'm sure I'm about to find out.

A spotlight shone down on one of the large entrances to the arena, catching everyone's attention. Soon fireworks, FIREWORKS, started shooting up into the sky. The entire stadium was illuminated in its colorful splendor.

"Why didn't we have fireworks?"

"What the hell is happening?!"

"The Goddess is descending once more brothers!"

'Some people are still worshipping her? Oh, lord. As entertaining as watching it is, it is a bit embarrassing to have people start praying to your partner.' I thought with a wry smile on my face.

The music started playing and from the opening lyrics, I knew this had nothing to do with showmanship. It was just to grab attention, and anger people.

[ ~ We're no strangers to love

You know the rules and so do I ~]

She Rickrolled millions of people…

Is this really the person I'm married to?

This is the love of my life?

The person who's riding a huge T-Rex and Rickrolled millions on live TV?

All the surrounding people's shouts of anger were cut off as soon as the lights went back up revealing a sight nobody was ready for. Sakuya was riding a huge T-Rex with some chocolate milk in hand.

*RRRROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR*

It let out a deafening roar and began marching towards the podium. It startled a few people and had some already running for the exit. Aizawa-sensei's voice soon called through the PA system,

"Problem child, what the hell are you doing?!"

'Oh, no! She didn't even inform UA?!' I worried mentally.

"It's called making an entrance you Homeless... man!" my wife shouted back.

'She wanted to swear right there, didn't she?! I wish my presence had as much pressure on her as Eri's did. My child has more control over my wife than I do!' I couldn't help but sob mentally.

"Yaomomo, are you okay?" I heard Toga ask.

"... it depends."

"On?"

"If she does what I think she's going to do."

I felt a comforting hand on my back, it was Toga. She began soothingly rubbing my back before speaking,

"She's 100% going to do some crazy shit, and there's no stopping it, Yaomomo."

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(Sakuya POV)

'Time to do some crazy shit.'

I leaped off of my ride, which I named Nuggies, and landed perfectly on the stage presented for the speaker, aka, Me.

Midnight was still frozen in time, I couldn't have her being a responsible hero and knocking either me or Nuggies out before we finished our entrance now, could I? Of course not. I also can't have her trying to knock me out during my speech.

Lego-kun was unfrozen as he was pretty laid back. As the literature teacher for UA, he was all for free speech. This basically boiled down to him being eager to listen to whatever nonsense I have to say without interrupting me because it was entertaining.

"Alright, Nuggies! Go back to the tunnel, and go to sleep or something." I spoke to the massive dino.

*Roar!*

As he was plodding off to the tunnels I pried the microphone from Midnight's grasp and faced the crowd. My smile was large, and I was very excited to speak.

"Good Morning! Are you excited to watch the UA sports festival today?!" I asked the crowd.

Cheering ensued, and I was about to ruin it all.

"Nice to see society still loves watching underage children smash each other's faces into the hard cold concrete with their quirks! Woohoo!"

All the cheers were instantly silenced, and only a few awkward mumbles could be heard.

"What's wrong? Not excited anymore~?

Oh yeah… You're too busy ignoring reality for today, am I right? You just want some fun, completely forgetting what it is you get enjoyment out of. I wondered every single day why this is the most viewed sporting event in Japan.

Are you all sick in the head?

Maybe you're all psychopaths?

Or maybe~ you are just so annoyed and frustrated with society and your daily lives that you just want to watch someone else be in pain for once?

It's the last one, isn't it? [[Answer me!]]" I used weighted words to force them to answer.

"""YES!""" they shouted.

"Ahh, I thought so. Whatever could be the leading factor behind your displeasure?"

I paced back and forth in contemplation, admiring the faces of shock on the crowd as they realized what they had just said, before coming to my conclusion.

"It's all those evil~, disgusting~, nasty~, ugly~ villains right? [[They must be your source of displeasure, right?]]" I asked, leading them into a trap.

"""YES!""" was the answer once more.

"Oh? That's understandable… I hate villains too. Mainly because they cause traffic buildups, nothing else. It's like they always know when to block a highway whenever you need to get to a meeting.

But do you know what I hate even more than villains? People who hide their ill intentions and vile acts behind a hero costume.

At least villains are upfront and honest about their wrongdoings, hell, some even brag about their deeds. THEY don't pretend to be good people. I bet you're all a bit confused, [[right?]]"

I was met with another resounding yes, just what I wanted.

"I can see why. I mean, the HPSC covers up any and all wrongdoings committed by their precious heroes, so it's understandable for you to be confused about what I'm talking about.

The HPSC are the scum of the earth after all, but that's for later.

If you would all pay attention to the big screen, for the viewers at home there will be a popup, so don't worry."

On the screen, it displayed the number of crimes committed by heroes since the creation of the HPSC. They ranged from murder, to assault with a deadly weapon, to extortion. It was a sobering sight for many of the crowd if the horrified gasps were any indicator.

'Bribing Mei to hack the broadcast was the best business deal I've ever made.'

"It's shocking, I know… These people are meant to be our protectors, yet the numbers speak for themselves. Now, let's compare the number of crimes committed by our dear heroes to the number of crimes committed by our police officers." I spoke out once more, signaling Mei to change slides.

The numbers were vastly lower, and the range of crimes was smaller.

"As you can see, the numbers are vastly lower. Just as the funding for the police has become… vastly cut.

The police have audits, and standards that are upheld by the government's strict personnel. They have rules, they have standards, and as you can see… they have way less in terms of crimes committed.

Where are those standards for our dear heroes? Why don't they have strict rules, or guidelines that need to be met other than just passing a licensing exam once? The HPSC has almost fifteen times the funding of the police force yet they haven't implemented anything! Nothing!

If that isn't a gross case of misuse of funding, I don't know what is. Why do some heroes get six-figure plus salaries, but they don't have to live up to the same standards?

As most of our serving officers can testify, they can be fired if they do a poor job, right? I know Kenji would fire your ass if he caught you slacking on the job. Now, let's see how many police officers get fired per year compared to the heroes..."

And once more, a screen pulled up displaying the stats. This time it showed just how many police officers have been fired compared to heroes, and it had way more in terms of officers than heroes.

"Some of you may look at those numbers and think 'Doesn't that just mean the police aren't doing their job?' and to those people, I only have a few words for you.

You're morons of the highest degree.

What this means is that the police have been enforcing their standards throughout the years, which has led to the standards and quality of police officers being higher.

If you think back to the crimes committed, there are way more heroes, right? It's because the standards aren't even there to be enforced for the hero's side! Now, we will look at the number of crimes solved..."

It showed that they were relatively even in terms of capture rate, etc. Shocked gasps echoed around the stadium once more. I'm sure police officers around Japan are beaming with pride at this. They aren't as televised as heroes are, but they are just as hard-working.

"Would you look at that?! Our precious wittle~ heroes with their super~ cool~ quirks and stretchy spandex can barely beat the police in crimes solved.

The police can't even use their quirks unless they get a permit, or are in life-or-death scenarios, yet they are still up there in terms of numbers! Just because they aren't televised, it doesn't mean that they aren't doing their damn job."

I decided to let all those facts settle in for a minute. I unscrewed the cap on my choccy milk and drank it in one, before disposing of it in my back pocket. The crowd was about to speak up, or riot, I don't know, but I wasn't finished,

"[[Sit down, and listen!]]

On the website displayed there will be stats for every single hero and the crimes committed, cases solved, patrol activity, etc. All of the crimes listed have the evidence to back them up.

I have literally done the HPSC's job for them and given them a database on their corruption so they can start being something more than a money sponge. Maybe the old dusty meat bag of a president can move her old bones for once, before she bites the dust, and does something.

I only have a few things left to say to you all… "

I took a dramatic breath, and started my finishing statement.

"Now, for the crowd, and the general public, please [[don't lose faith in the new generation of heroes.]]

Despite all the messed up shit that the old generation have done, class 1-A, class 1-B, and whoever else makes it to the hero course, looking at you Shinso, we will be better. We will not fail you, and we will make your future stable and safe.

Those aren't false promises, or empty words meant to reassure you, on which we will never deliver upon. This is a promise, not only from me, but from the bright future prospects in front of me, that we WILL be the best there ever will be, and that we WILL protect you with all we have.

So watch out villains, we will kick your ass!"

I gave a dramatic bow, dropped the mic, and left for the cafeteria. I needed something to eat, and Lunch Rush definitely has some delicious food pre-cooked.