In MHA With a Dimensional Trading Quirk

I looked at my hands, barely accepting the fact that they were mine. But there was no denying it. It had been two weeks since I had transmigrated into this world.

I took a deep breath as I stared into the mirror. I was an average-height middle school boy of 170 cm with black hair, an average build, and purple eyes. It was a strange appearance. When I had seen myself for the first time, I thought that I had become an alien because of my eye color. But it was normal in this world, where nothing was normal.

After all, there were people with weirder features. There were people who had four arms, people with animal characteristics such as cat girls, and there were normal-looking people who had superpowers called quirks.

I knew this world before transmigrating into it. That was a fact I had confirmed when I saw a behemoth guy called All Might smiling on the TV news. It was based on an anime in my previous life called MHA.

My new name was Minero Kenshiro. I turned my head, looking at my biological younger brother, who happened to be Mineta, the one and the only.

He was holding his phone and sitting in the corner away from everyone, wearing his middle-school uniform. I was slightly older than him, which meant there was between a year or two for the main events of MY Hero Academia to start. Shit had yet to go real yet.

I thought as I sat down on the couch and put one leg above the other.

Luckily for me, I had access to the memories of the previous body owner. No, that didn't sound right. Just to avoid any identity crisis, let's refer to my life on Earth as my previous life. This current life is my current life, and I somehow had awakened my previous life memories at this age. So, there was no previous body owner. Just me. The last thing I wanted was masturbating while thinking my member belonged to someone else.

Anyway, back to this current life. I remembered not being able to awaken my quirk, causing people to label me as quirkless. Honestly, it wasn't a big deal. Most people, other than heroes, were not allowed to use their quirks. And without training, most of these quirks weren't powerful.

Now, for the moment of truth. I wasn't quirkless. When I awakened my previous life's memories, I gained access to a multidimensional trading system.

My left eye suddenly became itchy, turning blue.

A screen appeared in front of me from thin air, visible only to me in this world.

I looked at the message icon and reread a letter I had received.

[Congratulations on being the 100 millionth user]

[You have been guaranteed a VIP Card]

[VIP Card: -Free Transaction Fee -20% discount on all items -30% discount on all system functions -VIP privileges]

[Name: Minoru Kenshiro. Age: 14-15. Level: 1 World Rank: 0 World: Earth 1069 Coins: 100 coins]

Next to the coins, I saw a symbol of a golden coin, indicating they were golden coins. There was an option to exchange real-life money for golden coins.

However, when I put my life savings, around $300, I only got one coin. It was pretty devastating. But I wasn't hopeless. There were still many ways to make money in any market. For example, buying cheap in bulk and selling high.

There were also other methods, such as selling things you own. In my case, I had thought about something. I looked at my younger brother. Mineta had those purple balls that could stick to anything. They were perfect for trap setting and could be considered a weapon in the right hands.

In this trading system, there were other worlds. Worlds of fantasy. You know, the world where dragons were, monsters, and healing potions.

I knew because I could simply read what people were selling.

[Mana Stones for sale (Low grade) (10 gold/each)]

[Steel body breathing method: a method for warriors from rank 9 to Epic rank, aura awakening starts from rank 3 (100 gold)]

There were magicians and warriors who could cover their swords with visible energy. The higher the rank, the stronger they were. Someone two ranks higher than you could defeat a mini army of you. That was the type of worlds.

Additionally, these worlds were classified as world rank 0 and gathered in this chat channel.

[Healing potions (10 gold coins)]

[Shadow Clone Jutsu (1000 coins)]

Not only did people trade manuals and items, but knowledge as well as power.

[10 years training worth mana]

[Chunin level worth chakra]

[Guns]

[Compound V (50,000 gold)]

When I looked at those who sell things from the Ninja world, I noticed something.

When you looked at their profile, you could see what Earth they came from. I even found two people from the same world selling the same thing, which made me think if there was someone from my world. I could search for people from a certain Earth, thanks to my VIP privilege. And I was the only one, or the first one maybe.

On the other hand, I found people from different worlds selling the same things. The one who sold Shadow Clone Jutsu was from Earth 10^777, and the one who sold chakra was from Earth 156707. Just parallel worlds. Not only were there a few anime worlds, fantasy worlds, but also alternative universes.

If I played my cards right with this system, I could become a strong individual in this world.

'This makes me wonder. What kind of things would I find when I level up? Maybe cultivation worlds. Maybe someone selling Devil Fruits. Maybe Dragon Balls? Maybe Zanpakuto.'

I shook my head to get out before I could get lost in my fantasies. How could I aim big when I don't have money?

I took a deep breath and thought about how to make it. In worlds like this one, and the others, what did people want? Potions, ways to get stronger, and weapons. That seemed to be precious there.

I turned my head to my little brother. His grape-like balls that could stick to anything, I wondered how much they would be worth. They were, after all, just broken.

"Hey, Mineta. What are you doing?" I asked him, opening a conversation.

Mineta shook his head nervously. He looked at me and said, "Nothing?"

Why was he nervous?

"What are you watching?" I asked him.

"Nothing."

"Why is the blue light reflecting on you?" I asked. That was a corn site.

His fingers moved rapidly, getting out of the website he was on.

He blinked twice, seeming to realize something.

He looked at me, yelling, "How do you know about the blue light in the first place?"

"Don't be nervous around me. I won't tell our parents."

"Really?"

"Yes. A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do," I replied to him. Just because he was short and below average-looking, it didn't mean he was less freaky than everyone else.

"Then why did you speak like that! My heart almost jumped."

"Don't worry. By the way. I need your balls."

Mineta raised his arms, opening his eyes widely. He shook as he looked at me. "What are you thinking of! That's gay and incestuous. You disgusting pig."

"I meant the damn balls on your damn head, you damn moron!" I shouted back.

"Oh. That's what you meant." Mineta sighed in relief, "You have to be careful with your choice of words."

I replied, "So, what do you say."

"Why do you want them?"

"Just to prank someone," I replied.

"But that won't come for free," Mineta replied.

"I'll pay you some money."

"Money. It means that I can get a few girls going out with me," Mineta muttered, speaking whatever was in his full of fantasy mind.

I sighed.

"Kids, stop shouting! It's time to go to school," shouted a feminine voice.

When I turned, I saw a middle-aged woman around my height, with curly hair shaped like grapes. She could create fluffy balls from it.

This was mom. Unlike Mineta, her grape-like hair wasn't sticky. Her quirk had just made her hair like that. But father had a quirk that allowed him to create a super sticky matter. I guessed with a combination of both of my parents' quirks, Mineta got a quirk that allowed him to create super sticky balls. I didn't end up being short. That's a win for me. 

Anyway, I shook my head. I picked up my backpack and went to the school bus.

It had been a week since I had avoided going there, pretending to be sick. But now that I had accepted the reality that I had a previous life and a new life, there was no need to pretend sick anymore. It was time to explore the world.