Chapter 39:

As the class came to an end, I scooped up Kunou into my arms. She let out an adorable yip, clearly liking the change in height and being carried. My heart nearly melted right then.

'I can't wait to show you to Eri. My kitsune and unicorn together, what a mythical sight for the eyes.'

Sadly, the way out was 'blocked' by the morons in the other classes. I could have warped them all away or warped myself to the dorms, but they already ruined my mood, so I decided to play with them.

"W-what's going on?" Uraraka cried out.

"What business do you have with Class 1-A?" Iida asked with a chop of his hands.

"We're trapped in here; we're gonna get gangba-" Mineta panicked, only to be knocked unconscious by a tongue slap from Tsuyu.

I portaled Kunou into Momo's arms, which surprised them both before making my way towards the crowd. My silence, and peaceful life, was getting disturbed by reasons that weren't created by my clones, and I can't stand that!

Only my clones get to mess with me, and that's because they're me!

Unfortunately, I was too slow; Katsuki made it there first.

"Damn small fries are scouting us out. We're the ones that beat up all those villains-"

"You got your ass beat by Escanor the entire time, though..." I interrupted.

"Shut up! We're the biggest competition for them, so they're trying to psych us out and intimidate us before the sports festival for any advantage these extras can get. Out of my way, extras!" He snarled.

"Don't call your fellow students extras! It's extremely unprofessional!" Iida expressed.

"Do you know all of their names, Glasses-kun?" I questioned.

"I-I-" he clearly stuttered, realizing that he knew nothing about these random people.

"Then, how would this moron ever know them. He's not wrong, though. They are nothing more than the pathetic scum that lines the bottom of the barrel we call society. They are worthless nobodies, or as Kastuki more eloquently said,'Extras.'" I said, pointing over to the fuming hand-grenade.

I walked out of the door and was soon face to face with the insomniac himself, Hitoshi Shinso.

"I came to see what the famous class 1A was like. It seems there is nothing more than arrogant children. Are all the students like that?" he questioned rhetorically.

"It depends, are all the people in the crowd insomniacs with mental-based quirks? Are they also as stupid as you, a person who didn't fill in their support gear forms for the entrance exam? Did you come here to collect some pity points? Does wittle~ baby~ shinso~ need~ hugs~?" I retorted.

He immediately became red in the face. Whether embarrassment or anger, it was hard to tell. What I could tell, however, was that it was very cathartic to watch. He came here to 'declare war' with his pity party, who also didn't pass the robotic exams.

"Get fucking wrecked!" Kaminari cheered.

"Yaoyorozu, what is your wife planning?" Shoto questioned the heiress, who was preoccupied with the fluffy child in her lap.

"Hm?" she looked up at me before sighing and answered.

"She's having fun. I do wish that she wouldn't get enjoyment out of humiliating her peers, but I still love that part of her nonetheless.

She's also probably just trying to manipulate that tired purple-haired boy. Why is she doing that? I can't tell you, as I have no idea myself."

"I see..." he grabbed a notepad out of his pocket and started noting it down.

"Oh, God! She's just pissing off the angry crowd even more!" Mineta cried, this time with literal tears.

"Where did I see you before?" Shinso questioned before it came to him, "Ah! You're the person who did the introductory speech for the entrance exam."

"Yes, your direct superior in every single way."

"I highly doubt that. The only part about you that seems superior to me is your inflated ego and sense of self-importance."

"Yeah, that typically comes when you have the ability to back it up. Let me list my achievements for you, so you can realize how little your existence matters to me. Because, news flash, I have a reason to be so self-confident and full of myself.

I became the youngest doctor in the history of Japan and the world.

I graduated from medical school before even applying to UA.

Saved 4,269 lives throughout my journey as a combat medic during relief missions throughout the last few years.

I stopped an earthquake that would have resulted in a tsunami hitting Japan the day after my honeymoon. The tsunami and earthquake would have cost thousands of lives and millions in repairs.

I became the youngest licensed hero ever. If you want proof, I can get you the card.

I single-handedly cracked the genetic structure of the quirk factor, which is one of the biggest medical discoveries in the past two centuries.

I have developed a drug that can cure literally anything. This has caused me to break the record of most people saved by a single hero; you will see my Nobel peace prize being delivered on the weekend.

Here's the real kicker, though... "

I got up right into his ear and whispered,

"I passed the fucking entrance exam."

He stiffened up and gritted his teeth in frustration. I didn't care and wanted to push him some more.

"There's a reason I am called the empress, goddess, or the owner of UA. It's because I'm far too powerful, whether it be politically wise, quirk wise, or intelligence wise, for them to not bend to my whims.

You don't even register as an enemy in my eyes, so there is no point in declaring war. You are nothing more than an annoying wasp that decided to buzz right next to me. If you, and your pity party, don't get out of my fucking sight right now, I will start exterminating." I threatened him in hopes of making him leave.

"You're fucking nuts!" He grits through his teeth, trying to keep it to a whisper.

"You've got 10 seconds to start moving before I put my doctoral experience to good use and start amputating. Don't even think about brainwashing me because it wouldn't work." I pulled away from his ear and took a step back.

I took out one of my hidden knives and let out a chilling aura. It was like the stain scene from the canon universe. I was like a more psychotic Moses parting the red sea; just it was more like scattering than parting. They ran for their lives.

I turned to look at the class, and they looked totally unbothered by what I just did. Well, the majority did. Iida was shouting something about rules, which I completely muted in my mind.

Jiro was pale as a ghost, clearly having heard my whispered words. Shoji, who should have heard them too, just didn't care. I don't think he likes crowds much, so he overlooked my threats for today. Momo was too busy petting Kunou, and Shoto was taking notes.

"Shoto, why are you taking notes, and what are they on?" I asked the melted popsicle.

"I'm trying to be more like you." he bluntly explained.

"Do you want me to remove your penis? I can do it for free if you want; you look quite cute as a girl."

"I would like to keep my penis, and I don't wish to become a girl either. Also, can I have a picture of me as a girl? My mother would probably like it." He requested.

"She already has the picture; it's in a frame on the bedside table. I'm surprised you didn't notice it during your visits. Any~way~, what is this about wanting to be more like me?" I said, not understanding his motive behind it.

"I admire you, I guess." he started,

"Aww~ Shoto, you're making me blush~."

He was completely unfazed by my comment and continued,

"You always seem to know what to say, whether it to be great advice for those close to you or an insulting/witty remark for your enemies to make them trip up so you can exploit them or manipulate them.

You're smart in both academics and fighting sense. You are probably the strongest person I know, yet you're easy to talk to, only when you have fully woken up, though.

You always help those around you grow, even if you disguise it behind a mask of sadistic tendencies. You've helped my family and me a lot more than my father ever has.

But more importantly, you always seem to enjoy yourself. That's the kind of, not only the hero but the person I want to be. I want to help those close to me and enjoy my life." he preached.

I did freeze my tear ducts as I'm still a bit weak to genuine compliments like this. I'm happy that I managed to have such an impact on someone such as him.

God, he was such an edgelord at the beginning of canon. If he ever declared war in the changing rooms on me, I probably would have slapped him across seven different timelines.

"Well, I'm not going to stop you from writing notes about me. However, I would suggest trying to find your own path towards your goal. You don't really have a reality-altering quirk like mine as a backup tool, so mimicking me isn't really the best." I suggested.

"I'm also never going to forgive you for basically calling me a tsundere, though. You will be paid back in full for even insinuating such nonsense towards the great me.

Now! If you'll excuse me, I need to go and grab my Kunou-chan and introduce her to the world of choccy milk."

I waltzed over to Momo to retrieve the fluffy baby; she had other ideas. She immediately denied me in order to keep cuddling Kunou. Kunou also didn't seem bothered by the betrayed look on my face as she turned away and snuggled into my wife's arms.

I decided to go and retrieve my favorite child, Eri. She never betrays me, and I'm her favorite. That way I would feel better. Who even needs a stupid Kitsune anyway? Hmph! Unicorns were always better anyway.