Chapter 17 The Clouds~ are so~ fluffy~ 4.

--Kurogane Yuuji-kun…

--Sep?

Right now Yaoyorozu Momo aka Flasher Girl / Multipurpose 3D Printer is calling me while a part of our classmates are hiding behind her back.

--Hmmm, um… thanks for saving us.

--It was All Might...

I answered with a flat voice and shrugging my shoulders I looked out the window. The blue sky slightly cloudy. Hmmm can it rain?

--…Kurogane-kun…did we do something to upset you?

Yoayorozu continued his tirade while acting as an intermediary between them and me, normally this would be dealt with by Mr. Square alias Iida Tenya, I myself am aware that I went too far with dismemberment and graphic violence against Nomu but seriously, right? Are they too soft for this line of work? If you ever go abroad and come across a "Super Villain" or "Super Terrorist" you will wet your pants as soon as you enter the battlefield or disaster zone.

Seeing the somewhat frowned face of the beautiful, innocent and approachable Ojou-sama, I can only give up.

--You haven't done anything~ just stop worrying about the small details~ and try to think from another point of view, I know that many are upset, scared, frustrated or whatever because of my disproportionate display of violence but let's be objective "The enemy shoots to kill and as heroes we must capture them alive", however this premise is only valid for human beings, that was just a genetically modified monster so there is no need to keep it alive...

I spoke while I made a small ice sculpture in the approximate shape of the Nomu…Hell I have to practice modeling non-weapon figures a bit, continuing my speech.

--One day we will be forced to choose whether or not to take the enemy alive?" There are many variables and circumstances in that hypothetical situation but there is a high possibility that it will happen in the future… Isn't that so, Eraser-sensei?

Feeling weary from my classmates' stinging stares, I passed the ball over to our lead teacher aka Caterpillar Mama/Aizawa Shota.

--You are not in the wrong direction but you should leave those thoughts for another time, they are still young for these debates on ethics and morality in crisis situations. Now I want your attention.

With Eraser-sensei's sleepy words everyone returned to their seats.

--In a week it will be the sports festival, get ready and show what you are made of.

*YEAH*

Everyone exploded with emotion. In particular, I don't give a damn about the sports festival , but since it sounds like fun, I might as well participate.

--... (Fixed gaze)...

--... (Nod silently)...

It seems that Shoto is excited as even he has a small smile on his poker face. On the other hand Uraraka Ochaco is in the midst of an explosion of competitive energy also known as Money Hunger.

The rest of the class was to use it along with some extra explanations about the Sports Festival, apparently it's like a little Olympiad and slave auction where we students (slaves) show our abilities to the public and to the buyers (Professional Heroes) as well as a little help when it comes to promoting work practices and internships.

Shoto and I don't need to promote ourselves since Endeavour's narcissistic megalomaniac will drag us into his agency whether we want it or not. For all I care about his inflated ego and inferiority complex, I know deep down he's a nice guy but heck it was necessary to act like a complete bastard and son of a ***, send your wife to a mental hospital, corner and throw your eldest son on the path of crime, emotionally abandon your second son and only daughter just so that you and your ego feel comfortable with the fulfillment of your frustrated dreams, in short Endeavor you are a "Good Hero but an absolute Shit as father/spouse or Guardian"

--Well, we have to train~

Muttering those words, I left the room and calmly walked off campus.

***

Support Workshop: Hatsune Mei's Approved Secret Room

-- Yuuji -kun~ I'll need more massages, the sports festival is coming~ it's a priceless opportunity to promote my Babys to the world!!!

--And that's why you dragged me to your room?

--SEP!

--I have no problem helping you but I hope Power Loader-sensei doesn't discover me in here~

The enigmatic pink haired girl somehow outsmarted my perception Haiki and literally trapped me, tied me up and dragged me to her workshop to give her a special massage at her own request, I won't deny that I enjoy touching her curvaceous figure but being kidnapped and tied up by an octopus robbery, it is an experience that I prefer not to go through again.

--I have permission from Power Loader-sensei~ so no problem Yuuuuji-kun~

Hastune Mei spoke with her usual lunatic smile as she lay back on her bed and showed me her defenseless back.

--Mei-chan~ I won't ask how you got Loader-sensei's permission but I hope I won't get in trouble for this~

--Less talk and more action~ my babies are waiting for me~

--Well then I won't hold back~

She is desperate to create new inventions, I want to train with my Ice Modeling and Avalon's Vitality control therefore.

--Try not to bite your tongue~ Mei-chan~

I softly murmured into Mei's slightly blushing ear as I placed my hands covered in a light golden glow on her smooth shoulders… (Avalon 25% released)

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*Due to security measures and schedule we will omit the sounds and actions of Hatsune Mei and Kurogane Yuuji...thank you very much*

***

Mental note, never use more than 20% of the Avalon for a massage. Never!

I made a notation in my mind as well as my soul as I left Mei's room, leaving the aforementioned completely fused on the bed with an ecstatic face that leaves room for an infinite amount of misunderstanding thus.

--…Sleep tight Mai-chan~ (NIGARUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN !!!)

***

There are five days left until the sports festival and some of the students are training all over the campus, if I remember wrongly in the original material, Bakugo, Bird Face and Shoto were the winners although "Pelo de Alga" aka Mirodiya Izuku / Deku was a winner. black horse thanks to his protagonist Aura, I have a strong urge to beat him to a pulp but for that.

--I need a new trick~

My special techniques are my Ice Close Combat which is nothing more than my plagiarized martial arts from the entire Multiverse while I coat my hands and legs with ultra dense ice, Ice Modeling which is self explanatory, it is just modeling objects with ice and the Ice Age Frozen Thorne which is nothing more than a direct plagiarism of the good Admiral Aokiji Kuzan. I won't count the Demon Form or the Frozen Mode techniques as I can barely use them without altering the surrounding weather so they are not very good for exhibition fights or closed spaces.

--I need something simple, attractive and potentially ridiculous~

***

While the rest of the students are running, jumping, lifting weights, or doing any other type of fitness activity, I am looking at the sky.

The sky is the only thing that stays the same no matter if it was my stinking old life or this new and somewhat frustrating life, the blue of the sky is the same, the clouds are the same, the warm breeze and the smell of the grass are the same, no matter where or what kind of alternate or parallel dimension as long as it's not nuclear winter heaven will always be heaven.

--Shikamaru was right~ the clouds~ are so~ fluffy~

--Who is Shikamaru, Kurogane-kun?

A soft and cheerful voice came from the side, Uraraka Ochaco was looking at me with her cute brown eyes.

--A wise man who envy the clouds~

--Envy the clouds?

--Clouds are free and carefree, they see the world from above and have the power to cause everything from droughts to floods, they are so free and powerful~ Uraraka-chan~

I lightly explained the notions of cloud philosophy, Uraraka just nodded and sat next to me.

--Kurogane-kun... can I ask you a favor.

--Of course... (You know very well that I can't refuse when you make puppy dog eyes)

--Teach me martial arts.

I already saw it coming so it doesn't hurt, my heart doesn't hurt, so let's end this and have a nice and pure "Friendship" with Uraraka Ochaco.

--Martial arts or "My" martial arts?

I asked a confused Ochako while clenching my fist making it thunder.

--I'll leave it to your discretion, Kurogane-kun.

--Well since your Quirk is quite suitable for melee I will teach you some Judo and basic choke and submission techniques, knowing you I would say that you may have an idea for the School Festival.

--Thank you very much Yuuji-kun~

--You're welcome Ochako-chan~

Since she finally called me by my name, I'll call her by hers too, although this is slightly frustrating it's better to forget about it and focus on being professional for now. How I hope to fight "Pelo de Alga".

--Yuuji-kun... Could you bring Deku-kun and Iida-kun to the training?

I had a hard time maintaining a business smile when he said those words so let's put this annoyance away and take it out on the first thief we meet tonight. If that's a good plan.

--Sure, bring Tsuyu-chan too~

--Okay~ I'll tell the others~ Thank you Yuuji-kun~

--You're welcome… (Okay now I want to massage Mei's soft thighs~)

With Uraraka's departure, I lifted my annoying existence and headed to my relatively happy place, the support workshop.