"What's wrong, noble?" Suzaku asked rhetorically as he reeled his right arm back, covered his hands in purple lightning, and punched Alecdora's already bloody face, "Uh oh... I've done it again! Whatever will I do!?" He exaggerated a panic as he put his hands on the top of his head with his mouth open.
However, her attack misses its mark. Boruto, with his superior agility, appears behind her, leaning his head back onto her shoulder in a casual manner. "Too slow," he taunts, his smirk widening at her surprised expression.
"Ladies and gentlemen allow me to introduce you to the immortal human!" exclaimed the man as he tore the veil from the cage revealing a bone-skinny man, with long blue hair that was dirty, he also had red eyes though the shine in them had long disappeared as the man had completely given up on life.
'That should've been me, not her.' Ichika thought to herself. Yotsuba had a similar train of thought as Ichika did. She was showing her dissatisfaction by pouting at him.
Quintessential Quintuplets: Live Life To The Fullest
[Description: The user can inflict misfortune on a target. Furthermore, the user can manage the intensity of the misfortune and control when it will end.]
This is Shinichiro, they look similar but they are not the same person
Shinichiro had unkempt short hair similar to the color of his dull black eyes. He was slim, six feet tall(182cm), 31 years old and had a heart-shaped face. His lips were thin and he was seen smoking a cigarette.
Quintessential Quintuplets: Live Life To The Fullest
Shinichiro had unkempt short hair similar to the color of his dull black eyes. He was slim, six feet tall(182cm), 31 years old and had a heart-shaped face. His lips were thin and he was seen smoking a cigarette.
Quintessential Quintuplets: Live Life To The Fullest
He stripped off his tank top and angelic wings sprouted out his back. People exclaimed in shock as he took to the air in a flash. He'd had a lot of practice making sure he could control himself, but the feeling of being in the air always made him happy. His barbed bat appeared in his hand as he closed in on the sludge. He drew it back and swung it as hard as he could.
"Let's not get hasty. This hellhole still needs you, you know?" I replied with a chuckle. "Worst case scenario, I'll just extort the sleazy bastards into taking the deal," I added as I stopped laughing, my expression turning blank.
Midoriya sat on a foldable chair made out of solid light, infront of the training field, waiting for the others to arrive. He was 13 minutes early, and unaware of the trial within the large gates. Nezu refused to inform him about that.