Training montage and beginning of the festival.
We can see two people in the middle of a clearing, they were wearing tight suits that covered their whole body, minus the head, one of them was taller and was giving orders to a smaller one who was panting, soaked in sweat.
" Common, punch with more vigor, move your feet more, if you rely only on your tough skin you'll end up being a sitting duck." Sekizan tanked the punch Kirishima throwed using Tekkai and transfered the same energy back with a punch on his torso.
" I'm trying! This suit is making my body super heavy!" Kirishima said, he has been training with his classmate for two days and the taller ginger made him wear a resistance suit at all times, minus in the shower. He had been run ragged for the past two days and was exhausted.
" What? Giving up already? I thought you were more manly than that." Sekizan used the magic word. He noticed that Kirishima had a fixation on being manly, he attributed this to him having a role model that he saw in such a light.
" What!? This is just beginning! Ohh!!!" Kirishima shouted with motivation, dishing out more punches, he was impressed with the durability of Sekizan that tanked all his punches without evading once, he even began to suspect if he as well had a quirk about hardening his own skin.
Sekizan was using the training as a opportunity to train his new martial art, the diverting fist (name subject to change) by using just the force of his opponent as a guide to strike back, not using his own force he is attuning his body to recognize exterior types of Kinect energies.
" All right, let's run to my house now, I don't want to see you getting far behind!" Sekizan turned and sprinted away leaving the panting ginger hurrying to catch his shadow.
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Now in the yard you can see the two crimson haired youths sitting together with one sprawled on the floor dead tired and the other in a cross legged position.
" Do you know what we, people with 'weak' quirk's should rely on, Kirishima?" Sekizan opened the conversation, trying to make his partner get up from the floor.
" Hum… martial arts? I see that you are an expert on martial arts." Kirishima answered after he got up from the ground, seating in a cross legged position as well.
" While the mastery in martial arts is indeed important to get stronger, the thing that separate a strong person from a weak person it's their will." Sekizan said seriously.
" A man can have a extremely powerful quirk, but he will never have the strength of character to battle the vicissitudes of life without a strong will, the will to get up every day independent of how you feel and get the day going by training hard." He said looking at the shorter youth in the eyes.
" The discipline to not indulge away in life's pleasures and instead to work hard to achieve his goals; The determination to look at death in the eyes and not blink. I want you to forget the idea that is your quirk that make you a strong person, what make a strong person is their will to go on, we are humans and our will mold the environment to our liking, and you can choose to be strong." He said finally. Trying to impart a little bit of his philosophy to his classmate.
Kirishima was silent, trying to digest what he heard. All his life he heard that to be a hero he had to have a powerful quirk, all the time he saw people judging others based on their quirk, never on their character , never did he heard such words before.
" I understand. Thank you for imparting your view to me." He responded seriously. He was grateful that Sekizan had chosen to impart wisdom like that to him.
"Heh, so what do you choose? Do you choose to be weak, or do you choose to be strong?" Sekizan asked with a grin, getting up from his seated position becking Kirishima to get up as well.
" I choose to be strong!!" Eijiro in turn shouted with determination. He was pumped up to continue.
" So let's continue the training, don't give up on me now." Sekizan proceeded to go to the middle of the yard.
The week had just started and it was going to be a long one.
___(interlude)___
During the week Sekizan drilled Kirishima in various exercises to try and improve his toughness and other types of movement. While one week was not enough to get much stronger, it was enough to instill the iron will in the shorter ginger to make him perform his best in the sports festival
Now you can see the class 1a together with the rest of the first year in a crowded stadium waiting to perform in the first part of the sports festival. They were using the gym clothes to not give advantage to the students who relied of gadgets to power their quirks.
Sekizan was there in the middle of the crowd, his presence was easily noticed by the rest, him being abnormally tall for a japanese 15 year old. He was standing there menacingly waiting for the beginning of the events.
" All right folks it's time to spin the wheel to chose what type of event that the first years will perform in this sport festival, let us give the task of spinning the wheel to our beloved teacher midnight."
The r-rated hero walked to the wheel and pressed the button to spin the options.
" And we get the obstacle race. Let the students prepare for a run around the stadium and to contend with the obstacles that the staff prepared for them." The voice hero present mic announced.
All the participants got in position to start the run. Many stretching and jumping to warm their bodies, to begin the race with energy.
Sekizan cracked his joints and observed his surroundings to access his competition and waited for the count down to begin.
" Let's begin the count down 10, 9 ,8,... 3, 2, 1, begin!" Present mic shouted.
( An: a short chapter for you guys in the night, I am just fighting my inner bitch to continue to write and not procrastinate and just lay in my bed all day, but I washed the dishes, cleaned my room and wrote a chapter even if this was a shorter one.
What the mind can conceive and believe, it can achieve.
Fight your inner bitch guys don't let it win, it's as our beloved mc said, our will shape our life! Have a good night y'all!)