Mina blushed. Was he implying she liked Jett? That's preposterous! Where did he get that idea, and how many people have that idea now? She needed to find out, but first she needed to address the issue of the recording. "Oh, so blackmail and sharing of embarrasing secrets aren't beneath you either. That's nice. I hope neither of us have to find out how low you can sink morally, because this is quite far down enough for me. Go on. Share it. You'll know I screamed, and I'll know you recorded and shared it like a middle school bully. I wonder which one's more embarrassing to a future Hero...

And as for you," she started, turning on Roy just as he stopped laughing and almost feel on his back. The change in Mina was instantaneous. The anger and icy aura had gone and now she looked like a cross, worried mom. "For god's sake. Am I the only one here who respects my body's limits and rests? You'll recover in the sun but you should at least go to the nurse's office later and make sure you're ok."

When he mentioned getting something to eat, Mina shrugged, and looked around for JoJo to she if she'd be interested in coming. "Sure. I'm hungry. Also what use could you have for a recording of my screaming? If you share that, I will kick you in the head again."

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"I'll be right there!" Hitomi called out to the party assembling at the table as she retrieved the first aid kit from under the kitchen sink, and retrieved some antiseptic cream, a thick white pad, and a roll of guaze. She washed her hands in the tap and while she was rubbing them with antibacterial gel, instructed Acion to clean the cut under the tap. When he had done so, she applied the cream, then the pad, then wrapped the hand tightly with the guaze, tying it securely under itself.

"There!" she beamed. "Now let's join the others."

On the way to the table, Hitomi took a cookie and sweetly smiled her thanks at Michiko, as she made her way to the nearest free seat and sat down, looking at all the Hero students around her, several of whom she'd never seen before.

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ACION

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"You have my gratitude."

Acion replied, as Hitomi then joined the dining table. The winged boy was about to head out when Michiko called for him, and everybody else, to take the dinner to the tables. Well, there was no reason not to help. He took two of the dishes, one of which was the pickles he had, by some miracles, 'manufactured'. Looking at his creations again, he couldn't help but cringe a little. If this went on beyond his school years, he would have a few choices, and not a single one of them was easy. He could spend his entire life eating at restaurants, but he would need a hefty amount of money for that. Or he could get someone to cook for him. But who? His big sis? She's even worse. Legends told by his mother about her cooking had some exaggeration, but even legends had some truth to it.

Acion shook his head, trying to shake off the worries off his mind as he arrived at the dining room. It was glamorous and extravagant but Acion wasn't very surprised, after all the infrastructures, facilities and stuff that he had seen and used. Inside the dining room were some familiar faces, and a few not so familiar, but were all Hero students. Noting his current status right now, he didn't really think about it until now. He was actually living among hero trainees, and many future heroes. It slightly put a frown on his lips. It wasn't that he was concerned about his capability. He was more than confident enough to say that he could pass this course without exerting too much of his limits, and that he could potentially go solo against multiple students at once. He was frowning because of future achievement, worried and concerned.

Yes, that incident earlier.

A part of his wings still stench of the boy's own blood. A small part.

It was a terrible start of his own Hero journey. He wondered if it would continue that way onward, or would it get a lot better? Either way, he couldn't help but put on his 'not usually seen' aura of anxiety, and slight sadness. On until he sat on a free seat nearby.

@Silver Carrot

Ezra had watched the majority of the events that had transpired in silence. He was still in thought about Roy, and his potential. It seemed to be near his own, perhaps even on par, and that was something that scared him, or perhaps made him think about his own talent level. Would he really be as strong as Roy if he wasn't gifted with such a strong body? He had himself asking questions for the majority of the time whilst analysing Takeshi. He had the presence that could be recognised, someone who had potentially killed someone. He'd encountered it plenty with gang and yakuza members, and whilst it didn't scare or intimidate him, it was definitely present and made him on his guard. From what he'd seen of him throughout the day, he was a very complete warrior with very few flaws, something like a polished version of Roy.

Roy had managed to clean up his wounds and this was around the time that Ezra had stopped thinking and came back to reality, when he had treated his wounds. He was strong mentally, even if his body had let him down and that was something that he acknowledged. In fact, Ezra had forgotten about his wounds and he was thankful to be gifted with such potent strength by whatever force that caused it. As Roy handed him the first aid supplies, Ezra didn't really see a need for it. Sure, it could get infected but at the end of the day, it was just a few cuts. Not something worth treating with first aid, but he figured he'd do it anyway since he'd requested it. Wrapping his arm in a bandage, he made sure to wrap it tight as he headed out. He wanted to play some basketball today as well, so he was quite disappointed, but he saw little reason to continue if dinner was an option. He was pretty hungry after all.

"Food sounds good. I ain't eaten since breakfast." he spoke as he began his walk back to the dorm. Whilst he wasn't exactly running, it was clear that he was eager to get some food down him. He didn't really seem to react to the whole Mina deal because he was far too distracted by the idea of food and his own thinking.

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As she went on about morality he sighed, True, blackmail was perhaps not the best thing to do, nor was it heroic. But something had to get her attention as she was a spoiled brat. She called his bluff, telling him to share it. Calling him a bully. But she seemed to be missing one little thing.

Sighing. ”You seem to be missing the key to blackmail. I wouldn’t say blackmail though, as it requires me to demand of money from you, or some monetary gain, It’s more making sure lies don’t spread. I have no intention in sharing this if you just heed my words. I’m not going to share it to just share it. Looking at her directly, “I am not one to deliberately hurt a fellow student. Nor Do I want that false rumor to spread around. I am NOT a Villain. His last Sentence was full hate and distaste for the word, he seemed adamant to distance himself from it.

Though it would seem despite my explanation, it seemed that you already made your mind up. Hence why I took the video. The choice is yours really. He added before looking to Roy. Who asked for the video and simply added, “No, Defeats the whole purpose if there is more than one copy I can’t keep an eye on.

He was surprised though that Roy was willing to just go back to the dorms and not to the nurses to deal with some serious wounds. The boy had Grit, and he respected that. The other boy who he fought also had some gashes but didn’t seem really fazed. Though he thought both were stupid for hurting themselves while training, He was pleased to see there were others similar to him.

As he thought this, his left arm began to tremor slightly from the pain of the spiderweb of third degree burn on his arm, blisters quickly forming. including the nerves still waking up from being paralyzed. While it should be taken care of, he deemed it worth to train yet once more on his ability to ignore the pain. Though clear for them too see because of his tank top, he made no indication that he was even thinking about it, or feeling it.

Roy then mentioned to get some food, and he nodded in agreement as he gave a sidelength glance at Ezra. From what he could tell, he seemed very similar to The girl he just fought, with just his presence. His hardened eyes and features, along with his gait shared a more detailed than most would see. He saw one who didn’t live in the lap of luxury, like the blonde snotty girl behind him. Seeming to earn his place here. Sadly he didn’t see too much of his fight, so he couldn’t place if he had former training or not. But looking at Roy, it would seem he was formable. Perhaps this decision to move to 1-A was the right one.

Roy slumped forward when Mina said she would kick Roy in the head again if he was able to share that video, "Why must you resort to violence..." he murmured. "If you deal a blow to my head right now your gonna be the person who killed Roy Kusayanagi." He winced once more, his arm was throbbing and was still really hot, he couldn't really feel it all that much neither. He looked over at Takeshi who was giving it straight to the little girl, the boy had a point. Mina was getting a bit ahead of herself calling him a bully. He turned to Mina and stuck his tounge out, just to annoy her. Why he liked annoying Mina? Mostly to subdue the constant reminder of her foot to his head and also her priceless reactions.

"Awe I don't think thats bullying Mina dont be so sensitive, its all fun and games...if anything im the one getting bullied." She didn't have much a say in opposition to Roy who got knocked out, detention, getting called pathetic by Mr.Yoshida, Acion dissing his phone, being bled on severely, and being referred to as top 3 weakest in Class 1-A. It was the reason he was pushing himself so hard, climbing from the bottom, the fuel behind him not submissing to his injured body.

Roy really thought about how shitty his day was frowning as the group reached the dorm house. He could smell the food from outside, "That smells good". The blonde said gulping, he opened the door and followed the smell of beef over over to the dining room to where he saw Mamoru and another girl in a Kimono. He chuckled to himself and decided to play along, "Those Kimonos look very nice on each of you, I hope you have food for 6 more" though there was 4 of them he leaned in closer covering his mouth and whispering to Mamoru. "Ezra is a fatty, he counts as 3 alone" he pulled himself back, "We have traveled far and wide, me and my comrades peckish."

It was a little humurous because they all did look like they went through a journey. 3 of the 4 did, Roy had bandages wrapped around his forehead and all over his right arm. Ezra who was towering over them and covered in bandages as well, they also had Takeshi in the back in a black Gi and a wooden sword . Roy felt pretty badass with these two monsters behind him. But wait...there was Mina in the school girl uniform. Roy turned back around chuckling, "Mina is our mascot" said without hesitation awaiting her response. He noticed Acion sitting with Tomoe and another girl, he didn't take Acion as a ladies kind of guy but he seemed to have their attention. Good for him.

"Can we sit anywhere or is there assigned seating?" He asked as his stomach rumbled.

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Jett had a sudden chill run down his spine at hearing Ms. Mako’s voice behind his head. For two reasons, he had not heard her come up behind him and it scared him a little. Also, it was a voice one did not get tired of hearing in his opinion, her calling him Jetty despite how much he hated that name, sounded nice coming from her lips.

He quickly jumped to his feet, his hand which held the necklace instinctively went behind his back. His face red as he was face to face with his childhood celebrity crush once more. M-Mss. Mako! Why would you say I’m mopey? He asked. He must admit, he did not really want to talk about one of the girls he had a crush on, with another woman who he also had a crush on. Despite him knowing there was no chance in hell he would ever be in that position with Ms. Mako. Still It was a little embarrassing.

”You’re sitting on a bench, looking miserable and contemplative with a faraway look in your eyes like you’re dwelling on something,” Mako responded, grinning. ”I believe the term for that is mopey. So, what’s got you down?”

Jett scratched the back of his head, she did have him there. The thoughts raced through his head, what if he did tell her? Would she tease him?

“Um… “he turned red again. “I Just met one of my best friends again after six months…” he continued to explain all what happened only a few minutes before in a shortened summary.

“I just can’t but help but think I’ve ruined our friendship.”

Mako straightened back up, and her tone became less ‘put-on’ and more genuine, as her eyes opened and she sighed. ”Friendships are a lot harder to break than that. She just needs some encouragement that her fears and insecurities are misguided. You’ll need to talk to her again, maybe a few more times, before she’ll really open up to you. I never guessed you’d be this popular with the ladies already, though!”

He nodded, “but I tried that! I told her that, but she is so stubborn. Why would she even think I wouldn’t like her if she lost a leg. It’s like she never knew me.” He whined a little.

When she mentioned she wouldn’t have guessed he would he popular with the ladies already. He didn’t get why she said that. “What do you mean?” He said while playing with the necklace.

”I’m not going to talk to you about ladies,” Mako replied, ”as that’s something you really have to figure out yourself. I will say that you’re now of the age where you should start asking yourself if any of the girls you flirt with now like you in that way. I will say something about Haruka, though. Well, more about myself. See, after I started stealing things, I got on badly with my parents as you can imagine. After I became a professional thief, we stopped talking entirely. But not long after I was sent to jail, they asked to visit me. I venomously refused. I refused a visit from them numerous times, for months solid. I didn’t know what they were going to say to me. Deep down I didn’t really believe they’d give me words of scorn, or ‘I told you so’ or disown me. But I was afraid of finding out.

But they didn’t give up, and finally I conceded and accepted a meeting. We reconciled on that day, and they told me they’d always love me and support me. It was actually their love that made me first consider going straight after I get out, though it wasn’t the main reason I finally decided that. But I love them because they didn’t give up. Did you get the moral of this story, Jett?”

When she brought up the flirting...he instantly thought of Mina, and Haruka. Jett listened intently to her personal story. He was surprised she gave him such a personal one...he only met her that day. At first he didn’t understand the reasoning of her telling that story, he looked down as his eyes moved back and forth, as if he was looking at the comparisons to Ms. Mako and Haruka’s story side by side.

Similarities slowly aligned together and he looked up, realizing he was supposed to be the one to never give up and continue to try and maintain their friendship despite Haruka’s stubbornness. He nodded his head and looked up to Ms. mako with a renewed look of confidence on his face. “Yes, though it might take time, don’t give up on her.” He smiled.
“Thank you.”

Mako nodded, then stretched and yawned. ”Gotta keep my number one fan happy. Is there anything else that’s on your mind? Because if not I’m gonna go get drunk now.”

Jett was surprised, he didn’t think of ms. Mako as a drinker. Made him instantly wonder what kind of Drunk she was, and kinda wanted to see it. But that was not for him to ask.Shaking his head, he managed a smile. The fact she mentioned him as her number one fan. No, thank you though. I should just head back and unpack my things. Thank you for taking time out of your day to help me.”

@Aerandir

Afterward talking to Ms. Mako, Jett walked into the dorm, trying to make a beeline for the stairs in case Haruka, Fumika and her sister were in the lobby. He didn’t look around just keeping his head down, He wasn’t going to give up on Haruka, but… he will give her some space for now. He heard sounds of his fellow classmates talking and getting ready for the dinner donny made them. While it sounded good, He still might find it awkward to be sitting near her after what happened, even in the same room really.

Just as he made it to the stairs he heard a familiar voice with a heavy accent. “Hey! Wait one moment Jett!” He glanced behind him to see Kaida, now out of her uniform and dressed up in what looked like an english riding outfit. Boots and all. She wore it well.

Kaida had come down a few minutes earlier, while she didn’t talk to anyone in particular, she was taking in at looking at all of her new former classmates. Seeing how they reacted to each other. She had heard of the commotion outside, not knowing what it was, only that Jett was involved. She had seen the look on his face when he came in, it was clear he wasn’t his normal self, and she did steal a peek to see him depressed outside. She was worried about him, It was weird she knew this. She only met him a few hours earlier. But she wanted to make him feel better. Just like she felt when she hugged ms. Retha

She stopped in front of him and looked at him for a moment. Suddenly she didn’t know what to say. She blushed as she placed her hands behind her back and twisted side to side just slightly. A...re you alright? You seem to be really down right now... She asked, in French while there were others around them still. She couldn’t understand why her face was red when she was speaking to Jett.

Jett gave a small smile. Partly because she was speaking french to keep it more private, and partly because she was caring enough to come over, just like Mina was earlier. He shook his head and spoke in French in return. “I’m fine, thank you for asking. Just had an unexpected encounter with...an old friend. Didn’t end well.

Kaida gave a frown She didn’t have old friends...so she couldn’t know exactly what he was feeling. But the look on his face compared to earlier in the day with his warm smile...it was clear it effected him a lot. She lowered her head slightly, I’m sorry… That must have been really hard for you... She said, while Jett nodded and tried not to look her in the eye by looking around the room. When he looked back to her, she was suddenly very close to him and reaching her arms up around his neck. His eyes were wide as she pulled herself up in a close embrace, Her cheek against his as she had to be on her tippy toes to do so. Squeezing herself against him as she practically was being held by his neck with the crook of her elbows. She held the hug for a bit, trying to convey how she was there for him.

Jett was shocked at the sudden show of affection, though he admitted, he did enjoy it. The hug was warm, and she smelt like lavender. After a moment he wrapped his arms around her waist to return the hug, and after a moment, it seemed that was she was waiting for as she slowly released him with a smile. Still speaking in french he blushed. Thank you Kaida...

Of course, whenever I am sad and need some cheering up, Hugs always do the trick. If you ever need another one, Ill always gladly give you another hug. She said with a smile and even with a blush of her own. So, are you still going to your room? Or are you going to stay down here and eat with the rest of us?

I uh... He looked at the dining room where everyone was gathering. Maybe, I’m going to go change first, if that’s ok. He said glancing back at her.

Kaida nodded, OK! Ill save you a seat! She said, excited, bouncing slightly on the balls of her feet. She smiled at him before turning and going to find a seat that was next to Dulga and open for Jett. While she was finding one, she almost Ran into a cute girl carrying cookies for everyone. Oh excuse me, I didn’t mean to almost run into you.@Ryonara

Jett turned and quickly move up the stairs towards his room, he didn’t look to the front door where Roy and his party just walked in during their hug.
@Silver Carrot@pkken@Artymis

"That's something you prove in your actions, no matter how aggressively you insist you're a Hero, or how much leverage you have in the form of recordings of somebody screaming, which by the way. If I ever see anybody else with that recording, I won't be angry, because I'll have been right about you. I'll have won. So really, you don't have any leverage. That said, when I see for myself that you are a Hero at heart, I'll be the first to call you one. Promise."

Mina followed with the other two as they reached the dorms, rolling her eyes at Roy's corny cheerfulness. That's when she saw Kaida hugging Jett and the pain flared up. Was it jealousy? Mina didn't know any more. She did know that Roy and Kaida were talking. Maybe there was something there. She nudged him, and beckoned at the two hugging, before Jett left to actually take Mina's advice and rest, hopefully. That just left Kaida, and Mina didn't even want to look at her right now. She split off from Roy and Takeshi, and as she passed the girl offering cookies, she shook her head and looked weary and downbeat. "Sorry, I'm...not really hungry."

@Aerandir@pkken@Heartfillia@Ryonara

It was about the right time that dinner would be served. Donny was coming out with trays of food, first the appetizers. Fried pickles with stuffed with cheese! They smelled good, even if most of them looked pretty ragged. Mamoru just figured that’s how this sort of pickle worked though. The main dish however looked far more appealing; it was beef don, with loads of fried onions over fried rice! Just the sort of thing Mamoru would love eating. ”Thanks Donny! Just leave it to me and Luelle.” Taking the food from the chef, Mamoru went about arranging the meals at each table. Mamoru was fast and precise, despite her general brashness; not a drop slipped, not a single napkin out of place. She even made sure to greet the others when they came through.

When Haruka Sanegeyama arrived, Mamoru practically bounced to her. ”Guten Tag! I’ve never met you! You can call me Mamoru. Me and my lovely friend Luelle will be helping everyone with their dinner today! Why don’t I show you a seat?” Mamoru picked Haruka to a table to sit out, currently empty. Hopefully Mamoru would change that soon. Food was already there with a side of pickles, piping hot.

After sitting Haruka someone else came in. A somewhat familiar boy, Mamoru was certain she saw him in her classes but she was trying to place his name somewhere. Then it hit her; he was the only kid in the villain studies class who managed to hit Mako without getting detention! “Hi hi Ayato-san! Today’s dinner is Beef Don with fried pickles! Kenichi is here? Great! I’ll show you to your tables.” Sure enough Mamoru would show Kamina a table for four, leaving a seat available for Kenichi and whoever else Mamoru decides to pair them up with.

Shortly after him Hitomi and Acion came through with more food. Seemed like they helped in the kitchen, at least Acion did. He carries the battle scars on his hands. ”Hello Acion! And you… I don’t think we’ve met! My name is Mamoru Akasha, hero course. You look so fluffy and adorable! I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve arranged for tables for you over here.” Mamoru led the two to an available table. When Tomoe would arrive, Mamoru would also seat her at the same table.

Ezra would also eventually arrive and Mamoru would square up to him. ”Ya ready to do this, Ezra-kun? You smell what Donny’s cooking? Then let’s go!” Mamoru would seat Ezra to a table on his own, though Mamoru had some ideas who she could let him sit with. She just had to wait for more people to show up.

As Mamoru went back to see if more people arrived, Yoshiro, Roy, and Jett arrived. However Mamoru couldn’t get to Jett since he rushed straight upstairs. ”Fast one isn’t he?” Shrugging her shoulders Mamoru simply went to deal with the other two. ”Good afternoon gentlemen, welcome to our fine dining establishment! Today your server will be me, Mamoaru Akasha, and her adorable assistant Luelle Hailey!” Mamoru leaned in as Roy whispered something into his ear about Ezra being a fatty and eating a lot. This got a chuckle from Mamoru as she playfully slapped Roy on the shoulder. ”Shush, Roy! A growing young man can eat as much as he needs to. Now then, I have seats for each of you. I’m sure you all want to eat together, but today is a special arrangement!” Mamoru had Roy sit with Acion while she directed Yashiro to dine with Ezra. She figured they might have something to talk about.

There was one more to the group that Mamoru caught a glimpse of. It was Mina, who seemed rather… Downtrodden. Yukari had offered her a cookie but Mina didn’t seem hungry. Worse still, she seemed sad. Looking at the scene a bit closer, Mamoru could guess why. Kaida and Jett where nearby and looked pretty cheerful, and Mamoru could easily tell that Mina had something going on with Jett. Good chances was that Jett, being the typical shonen harem protag he is, probably didn’t realize that he’s hurting Mina’s feelings by being so friendly with other girls. Then again Mina was also kinda a stuck up elite in Mamoru’s eyes. But she understood her feelings like a girl would. ”Hmm…” Mamoru put on a bright smile and went over to Mina. ”Minaaaa, would you like us to send your dinner to your dorm?” Mamoru said in a soft voice. She didn’t know the whole story, but for now Mamoru would employ her typical bubbly attitude with a touch of subtlety. No sense in causing trouble when people are suppose to be cheerful right now.

As everyone else would file in or skip, Mamoru would arrange them accordingly in their tables. For the first table, she had Acion, Hitomi, Roy, and Tomoe sitting together. The next table would have Dulga, Jojo, Mina (If she stayed for dinner), and Haruka. Next was Kenichi, Kamina, Fumika (If she stayed for dinner), and Yukari. Then there was Kaida, Luelle, Jett (If he stayed for dinner), and Mamoru herself. Ezra, Takeshi, Machiko, and Donny would be sitting together. Lastly there would be the guest table for Fumika’s friends and family as well as a teacher/staff table, which was very nice. Mamoru would make Luelle sit down and have dinner while Mamoru herself would continue attending to everyone, thus letting Mamoru chat with Kaida and Jett (If he stays). Mamoru made a mental note that she hasn’t seen Reina around much either. She’d go looking for her soon once dinner was underway.

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Donny did as Donny does, cooking up a storm. Sure enough by the time he put his apron up, he had successfully made 30 bowls of Beef Don before everyone even sat down to eat. To ensure that they’re still good to eat even if they aren’t eaten until tomorrow, Donny had carefully wrapped the food in aluminum foil. He brought the food out to help set the table but Mamoru took it from his hands. ”O-Oh. Okay…” Donny said quietly as he tried to figure out what to do with himself. He got so caught up in his cooking that he wasn’t even hungry. He also forgot to take his headband off.

Mamoru of course had more energy than she knew what to do with and ushered Donny to a table where Ezra was at, and it looked like she was trying to lead Takeshi and Machiko to their table too. Donny gulped as he wasn’t familiar with those two; while Machiko was super helpful in the kitchen, he didn’t know her too well and has never seen Takeshi before. He just tried not to look too weird (Headband aside) and waited for when he could eat. He definitely knew he was going for eighths. Hell, if they don’t eat all the Beef Don tonight, he was going to finish them all off. Until then he tried to engage in some small talk. ”U-Um… Hiya. W-What’s up?”

@Artymis@Aerandir

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JoJo had left with the intention of going back to her dorm room to cool off, even though she went through that entire fight without taking much damage. Just as she crossed the border that separated the outside to the inside of the dorm room, she was greeted with what looked like all of her dorm mates having dinner. Honestly, she was feeling a tad hungry, but she couldn’t get rid of the tingling sensation happening around her hand where she created that energy blade, it was sort of like she had strained a muscle she had never known was there and it was sore. Shaking her head, she turned her body around from the dinner party and started to head right back outside to go somewhere without safety in mind so push herself harder.

Not long after JoJo ditched dinner the entire dorm room began to heat up dramatically, or at least for the past few minutes the building was a whole lot cooler than normal. The heat only seemed to rise by the second and soon enough the den mother Retha appeared in her traditional hero suit just as the central A/C unit kicked things into high gear and regulated the temperature bring things back down to a cool seventy degrees but anyone sitting next to her would feel a good eighty on up depending on that person’s general tolerance.

“Hello students, as many of you know I am your den mother, you can call me Retha or by my hero name Salamander, both are acceptable; I hope you have enjoyed your stay so far and will continue to, I hope all of you understand the dorm has rules such as not using quirks like teleportation in order to gain unneeded entry into otherwise locked rooms, violators will be punished severely,” Retha explained having her arms folded behind her back, head held high “It is my wish that you will protect one another and help each other grow, both academically and physically, additionally all of your grades get sent to me, if I find that any of you are slacking you’ll be automatically enrolled into my own crash course, dismissed” She finished taking out what looked like a heavy duty stainless steel chair and sitting it in it, the steaming sound of her rear end sizzling on the metal could be heard making it hard to believe she wouldn’t just melt right on through. “Oh, I almost forgot if anyone feels like they need special training please come to me and together we can draw out your inner potential” The woman called out before clapping her hands together to begin eating her Udon.

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(Will be more active from this week, work vacation just ended)

After having explained her situation to Hitomi it was expected that she still had some questions left over for Tomoe, a first would be 'How would she have ended up at the hero course'. It didn't take much for Tomoe to do since her clone did most of the work but she decided to keep it a secret for now so that she could surprise her roommate and of course the rest of the class with her double. At the entrance test most would probably have thought it was all her own doing of the enmensious strength and body parts morphing. Tomoe gave a wink and placed her index finger in front of her lips in shushing manner.

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Unknowingly Tomoe had made Acion insecure about his cooking skills, Tomoe uncaringly continued strolling around the kitchen without a second thought about Acion his sadness right now. There was a somewhat older looking bigger guy at the stove of the kitchen cooking some dishes. Was he the dorms cook or something? He didn't have any cooking clothes on, just regular ones. He looked too scary to approach so she kept her distance. Furthermore there was the other pinklet from her class and a shyer looking girl that was being teased by the pinklet. She thought of Mamoru as a bit of an hyperactive girl always jumping around and trying to meet others. Meanwhile her roommate had asked her what she would have liked to eat but seemed quite busy trying to tend to Acion his wound short after. Tomoe glanced back at her giving an indecisive look at the girl.



Tomoe flashed Hitomi a quick kind smile before dashing over to the other girl to ask for some cookies. The pretty girl seemed pretty sweet but after Tomoe heard her answer she thought of her more like the baddie. No cookies untill after dinner! Unacceptable! Tomoe puffed out her cheeks giving the girl a mad pout and a mean look. Instead of a cookie the plate with food was handed out to her which she received with both hands. Tomoe still looking mad snapped her head away from the pretty girl while muttering to herself.



Tomoe slowly shoveled away towards the tables with her food plate in her hands, she gave a short glimpse at the food she got. It looked good but she preferred cookies right now after having seen them. At home she could always chose her own food so it felt a bit odd not being able to choose now. Tomoe slumped over towards the table but was met by the shadow of someone before she could get to the tables. Dropping the sad look after being caught off guard by the shadow she looked up in curiosity. It was the other pinklet. Tomoe was being led to her table? They had reserved spots? Luckily it was with the sheep and the pickle ruiner.



Tomoe sat down across from Acion glancing up at him as she sat down and looked back at Hitomi to confirm what she thought was happening here. Tomoe angled her head in question at Hitomi.



Tomoe turned back at Acion too in question.



After replying to both answers again she looked to the left and right of her to see all these people around her. So these were all suppose to be classmates of her. Seemed like a pretty special bunch of classmates. They all seemed to be pretty normal in her eyes, it got her to wonder what most of their quirks would be. She could guess what Hitomi her quirk would be but with the others it was pretty hard to guess. Tomoe suddenly snapped out of trance once someone passed by her vision, her head snapped up at the face of the individual and it was no less to Roy again. Tomoe immediately had a big smile plastered to her face as she stood up shoving her chair asides with her legs. Tomoe hurried over to Roy immediately wrapping her arms around him and giving him another playful hug.



Tomoe snuggled her head against his shirt while tightly holding onto his body. Her attention was pulled away for a second once the den mother spoke up telling everyone what the rules were, after that her full attention went back to snuggling Roy again.

What an absolute mess this all was. Not twenty minutes after they'd finally made it to Komei, and not only had she, a complete bystander, been dragged into some kind of personal mess of Harukaze's, but Fumika had even thrown herself right into the middle of their argument. But the more Asuka thought about it, the more it didn't make sense. Her sister didn't get involved with other people. It just didn't happen. The only exception had apparently been Harukaze, but even so, it was rare she'd actually care about anything enough to break her customary silence. And yet, she hadn't just talked... She'd shouted in both of their faces, for crying out loud! And she'd said all sorts of bizarre things that didn't make any sense. Blaming herself? Calling herself stupid? Why was somebody so arrogant acting like that? Did she get some kind of change of heart the moment she arrived here? No, that was a ridiculous assumption. Then it hit her. Asuka didn't actually have any reference how she acted around other people normally. Or, in other words, it wasn't how she interacted with other people, but rather...

"Haruka, it looks like there's dinner. Would you like to eat?" The soft voice of her sister piped up from next to her as the tall blonde tugged on Harukaze's sleeve, motioning over to the kitchen as they entered the common area of the dorm. The shorter girl seemed to be distracted by something, staring off to one side with an unreadable look on her face. At Fumika's words, however, she snapped back to attention and nodded a moment later, evidently giving her assent to the plan.

"S-sure. We spent most of the day traveling, so I'm kinda hungry." Harukaze tried to pass things off casually, but her usual enthusiasm was gone. Fumika's face fell, but, undeterred, she placed a hand on her friend's arm and gave it a gentle squeeze before turning and walking with her over to where they were serving food.

Asuka's eyes narrowed. She knew Harukaze was unhappy, and was trying to comfort her. Sure, the way she went about it was awkward and clumsy, but even so! She cared about someone, had read the mood, and now was behaving like a normal human being and trying to support her instead of just ignoring the problem without a care in the world!

What the hell? She can talk to people just fine! It's not that she's oblivious like she pretends to be, or that she's just arrogant in general... It's not anything complicated at all, in fact. She's just ignoring me like some little brat!

Asuka clenched a fist unconsciously, but released it a moment later. No... It was certainly infuriating being treated this way, by her own sister of all people, but... She couldn't allow it to get to her. If she did that, then she'd just be letting her annoyingly smug sibling get one over on her. She wouldn't give that two-faced idiot the pleasure of seeing her upset. She took a deep breath, and was about to follow along, grumbling to herself that her opinion had never been consulted on the matter even though she'd probably have accepted a meal anyway. However, just then, a familiar person brushed past her.

It was that short, sporty-looking kid who'd come running when her sister was freaking out in the courtyard outside. It looked like he was trying to catch up to her, evidently not satisfied that she was alright. Asuka gave a wry smirk. She knew enough about boys that she had a feeling that he wasn't just being friendly. So, he must have been the white knight type. But seriously, of all the people to get interested in... Honestly, she had to feel sorry for him. He'd probably talked to her, what, once? And now he just thought she was "interesting" or "quirky" because he hadn't realized how stupid and petty she could really be. Hell, he probably just got taken in by Fumika's appearance, just because she got all the luck with her genetics and ended up tall and busty... Not that she was jealous of that or anything. She'd get the last laugh, when her dumb older sister ended up with back pains later on!

Asuka cleared her throat. "Oi," She spoke up from right behind him, poking him in the center of his back. "You're looking for my big sis, right? I can tell you where she went just now, but I'd like you to answer a couple questions first." Grinning knowingly, she stood arms crossed and head cocked, confidently staring down the boy in front of her. "Who are you, and what exactly is your deal with her, anyway? You called her -chan earlier. Don't tell me you asked her out on the first day of classes or something."

@Zeroth





As Fumi led her along into the dining area, Haruka shot one last glance over her shoulder. The shape she'd seen on the edge of the stairs... She couldn't quite make it out anymore. And yet, she knew what she'd seen. There was only one person who could have been standing there. He wasn't looking at her. He probably hadn't even seen that she was watching. Because there, at that moment, there had been another person taking up the entirety of Jett's attention.

Someone's arms were wrapped around him. They were small and dainty, with fair, pale-skinned hands that could only have belonged to a girl. There was someone holding him. She couldn't see who it was, but that didn't matter, because he was embracing her tightly as though... as though...



So that's what it was. He hadn't really meant that. He'd been putting it lightly, because he must have known... Surely, he must have realized how she'd felt back then... How she'd ALWAYS felt about it. He knew, so he'd been trying to let her down gently, saying that he wasn't interested, because in actuality...

He had someone else. It wasn't just a crush, they were probably already dating. Or, if they weren't, then at this rate, they probably would be soon. She'd never had a chance. Of course, she knew that. Deep down, maybe she'd always known that it was impossible for someone like her to be seen in that light. And now that she didn't even have her Quirk... Of course, there was really no reason to even consider it. It was a perfectly reasonable decision, so reasonable she couldn't even fault him for it. And yet... even though it made so much sense...

It hurts. Damnit, it hurts to have to actually see it myself... I wish I'd lost my eyes as well as my damn leg. Why did it have to end up like this!?

Dulga walked downstairs a bit behind Kaida. She didn't stick around to eavesdrop on Kaida and Jett's conversation, instead she went straight to the dining hall. Apparently Mamoru was hosting the dinner since she was running around showing everyone their seats. Dulga didn't have any complaints; as long as she got her food Dulga didn't care for formalities. Dulga sat down, turning her chair slightly so that her arms weren't being pressed against the back uncomfortably, and ate her meal quietly. She especially enjoyed the fried pickles. Even if they looked sloppy, it reminded Dulga of the first time she tried to make her own fried pickles. There was a lot of bandages that day. It brought a small smile to Dulga's face as she enjoyed her meal in relative silence.

At some point during the meal the temperature rose. Dulga wasn't too concerned since she knew it was just the den mother making her appearance. She introduced herself as Retha, her hero name being Salamander, and she would ensure that the morals and rules of the dorms were upheld. She gave a short speech to introduce herself and her purpose before going back to eat her meal. It was nice to know that she ate meals with the rest of the students. It wasn't long before Dulga was finished, placing the chopsticks on top of her bowl and wiping her mouth. Then she put her mask back on and looked around. There were many students here, and she was certain she'd have to deal with all of them eventually. But tonight she wanted to get her personal things done, like setting up her room, doing homework, and plotting revenge. She did stay hoping for dessert. Dulga wouldn't say no to something sweet to finish this dinner off with.

As Mamoru poked back at Roy saying that Ezra was a growing boy he just grinned, thats when he felt a jab in his gut from Mina. He winced a bit his body still aching before looking at her face. She had a hurt look on her face as she looked up, the blonde whipped his head looking up the stairs. What he saw as Kaida and Jett in a very close embrace, he was dazed in thought for a couple seconds before looking the other way. He thought that Jett liked Mina and vice versa, what were the two of them doing hugging each other like that and so closely! I smell drama brewing, this was certaintly the curve ball but at the same time the boy felt a bit of envy having two girls fight over him. That lucky bastard! He broke out of his trance as Mina said she was not hungry and left the group, he tried to reach out for her before she left but his body was not having hit. He grunted a bit at the quick movement, he figured to talk to her later.

"Well anyways, lets dig in! he said as Mamoru showed the 3 to their seats, as soon as he walked into the dining room he was assulted by a little pink haired girl. She stuck white on rice to the boys body, Roy winced again as she held him so tightly."Ouch! Tomoe! If your gonna assault me everytime you see me warn me first!" he said a little upset. shortly he wrapped his good arm around her hugging her back. She would notice this time that his body temperature wasn't as warm compared to before but still nice and cozy. Tomoe would also notice how he positioned his body awkwardly to keep his injured arm out of the way of her snuggle hit and run. Roy saw Acion giving him a nod before crab walking over to his chair with Tomoe in tail, "How are you holding up bud" he said acting as if Tomoe wasn't around. That was when his stomach growled really loud and he looked down at Tomoe, "Alright Tomoe I am really hungry, you can assault me as long as you want later." he said his cheeks turning a light red. He then saw the Den mother come in, though he didn't quite catch on to her appearance compared to others since he is general 30 degrees warmer than them. Though he did feel a strong presence, she introduced herself. A fire lady, literllyhe said to himself as he heard the steam come from her chair. He knew Kaida would probaby love her heat, she effected a rooms temperature without even trying.

He then saw a smol sheep girl at the table as well, the little lady was so adorable. "Oop! I almost didn't see you there,
I dont think we have met before, I am Roy Kusayanagi. And whom do I have the pleasure of meeting" he said to the girl.

He glanced down at Tomoes food and his mouth began watering, he whispered under his breath. The assaulter was so close to him she probably would pick up on him.

"So...Hungry"

@liferusher@Lucius Cypher@Silver Carrot@Heartfillia@Conscripts

Michiko came into the room not much longer before her older brother returned from training. She was surprised to see he had some serious burns on his left arm. What happened?? Was it from someone he tried to spar with? She quickly moved over to them, ignoring everyone else and brushing passed Ezra and stopping Takeshi with a hand to his chest. She took her other hand and gingerly took his burned arm into it as she inspected it. Seeing the white blisters. She shook her head.

.What happened? She demanded in a worried tone. Sure Takeshi had taken much more serious wounds in his day, but still it was supposed to be training. Then to top it off he was deliberately putting himself through more ‘training’ by not getting it taken care of.

Another student using her powers improperly, caused an explosion because she had no control proper control of it. Despite it being only a spar. he said in an almost bored tone. He tried to pull away but she held him for a moment. He looked at her as her eyes glared at him with her own stubbornness with an unspoken demand. He sighed Alright, I will have it taken care of after dinner. Deal?

She gave a disgusted sigh and pulled him towards the table she chose to sit at and pointed at the chair designated for Takeshi. Sit. At which he simply followed her instructions, while she was sitting across from Donny and next to Ezra.

Michiko gave a huff as she plopped into her seat, still glaring at her brother before looking at Ezra with a smile. Hello, It’s nice to meet you, My name is Yashiro Michiko, as you can tell, this brute over here is my older brother Takeshi.” She looked to donny who asked what's up. Noting his studer, Don’t worry, Takeshi may look mean, but he’s a big softy,

It was around this time the den mother introduced herself and explained the way she ran things. She did note her name, and knew of her history almost instantly, as it came up to her mind like a file. She knew EVERY Hero, and Most Villains. She was kinda glad she was the den mother. She was constantly cold. It will be nice to have someone who puts off that much heat.

Takeshi gave a barely noticeable shrug at her sister’s introduction to him. He gathered Donny made the food, and he simply added, “Thank you for the food.” Before starting to eat, even during the Den mothers introduction. His left arm placed on his lap, as he mentally steeled himself against the ever growing pain of the burn. His arm still had a slight tremor, but it was hardly noticeable.

Ezra had sat down and begin to get comfortable when he noted the people he was sitting with. It seemed he was with the boy he walked in with, the one that had a similar feeling to the people he used to live around, Donny, and a girl he’d never heard of. He wasn’t particularly fussed about the table choices, but he did know that he was still somewhat uncomfortable around women in social settings, and that was especially amped up today given the situation he was in with the blind girl.

It was at this time that he saw Michiko. Whilst he wasn’t exactly dumbstruck, he was damn sure of his gender at this point in time and she certainly wasn’t an ugly girl, rather very attractive to him for some reason. He tried to suppress himself however, as this was very clearly somebody’s little sister and he couldn’t bring himself to be trying anything regarding Takeshi, as he looked as if the two had a very close bonds. Even still, he found himself finding the girl very cute as she berated the boy for getting burned during a spar.

She then went and sat next to him. Shit he found himself thinking as the girl sat down next to him. Maybe if she sat away from him he could find himself some peace and not randomly find himself feeling awkward but this was terrible for him, perhaps a better time could not have been chosen. He still had his confidence, but he was very rattled on the inside as he tried to change his thoughts to the food as she introduced herself to him.

“Nice to meet ya. I’m Ezra.” he spoke with a somewhat uplifted tone. He found himself looking forward to the food, even as he found himself feeling very clammed up by this situation, even if it wasn’t completely evident on his face as he looked at the food before him.

“Thanks for the food.” he spoke as he began to dig in. Even though there was a girl right next to him, it didn’t seem to change his eating habits as he devoured it as he normally would have. He found himself finishing off his food in next to no time at all as he casually wiped his mouth with a napkin.

“That’s pretty good stuff. You got more?” he spoke seemingly happier than before.

Donny looked at the ones he was sitting with. Basically strangers to him. Sure he knew Ezra was from his class but aside from his name and his quick (which Donny only sorta knew thanks to the battle) he had no intel on the guy. The other two weren’t any more familiar; he only knew Machiko for about an hour and this was the first time he met Takeshi. Eating some food Donny looked nervously between everyone. ”I guess I should say something?” fortunately Ezra gave something for Donny to work with. He was always confident about food.

”Oh yeah, loads more. I uh… I was told to make thirty. So I m-made thirty.” A few more scoops from his chopsticks and Donny was done with his food. He ate his own beef don in about four bites. Before he could even stand up Mamoru was already there. She took Donny’s bowl and had a fresh one right where the old one was. Ezra also got himself a fresh helping. ”Hey hey! Chillax. I’ll get your food. If anyone wants seconds just ask!” And then Mamoru was gone.

Donny was left a bit flabbergasted that Mamoru was actually serving them, but he didn’t question it. Instead e tried I do small talk. ”S-So uh… Y’all like beef don? I uh, I made it with onions and s-stuff. Fried rice with w-walnuts t-t-too.” Food was always an easy topic to work with, usually. Donny reached out and took one of Acion’s fried pickles.

Michiko was surprised how Ezra ate his food… She grew up in a house full of boys….none of which ate like him. He had that bowl cleaned before she was even close to being halfway done. She had noticed how he didn’t look at her when he gave her his name. She leaned her head to the side as she studied him. He was odd. Many of the boys she knew were odd though. Yet he seemed more so. She only smiled before going back to her food as he asked Donny if there was more. This certainly was the best she had in a long time, she might even ask for seconds. When Donny explained what he made it with, she looked at him with an even bigger smile. This is absolutely amazing! I don't think I ever had beef don this good. The flavor is so rich. I certainly could learn a thing or two from you.

Takeshi was busy eating his food, He agreed with his sister's statement. It was really good. Though Michiko was a fantastic cook herself...it would seem she met her match. He wasn’t paying too much attention though, as he noticed how Ezra was slightly ridged when Michiko sat next to him. He didn’t give anything away, but the way he did not look at his sister when introducing himself was...troubling. He didn’t push it though. Clearly there wasn’t any evidence.

Glancing at Donny, It was really good, And take that as a real compliment, she is the best cook i known still now. He said as he too finished with his food. Much slower than Ezra. But still fast. He simply sighed and leaned back in his chair as the food warmed his stomach. Glancing at Ezra he then asked bluntly. ”So what's your quirk?”

Ezra was pleased to find that his food had came that quickly, and he wasted no time in eating it. Before any of them had thought to look at, or speak to Ezra after observing him from his first bowl, he had finished his second. He was still very hungry, but decided to be a bit more patient in this regard as he sat it down and pushed it to the side.

It was around this time that Takeshi had asked Ezra about his quirk. Ezra looked at the boy like he’d just choked a cat . Ezra didn’t exactly like giving information about his quirk or power away, even if he was proud of it. It was a strategic recourse that he was reluctant to even submit to the state when he discovered his ability, and only did it so he could get into the hero school. However, he had to evaluate the situation. It was obviously normal for these people to throw around such a valuable piece of information, but because his was so easily concealed and extremely difficult to spot, it was better to have that information. He figured he’d tell a half lie in this regard.

“I can give myself a power boost and make myself faster. What’s yours?” he spoke, trying to sound normal but he was obviously disturbed by this so it didn’t sound wholly natural.

Donny looked rather happy getting compliments about his cooking. It wasn’t really a “heroic” skill, but he was glad someone was enjoying it. Donny downed his second bowl and helped himself to some more pickles too. Takeshi asked Ezra about his quirk and Donny could feel the tension increase. Quirks were a sensitive topic for many reasons, while they were classmates, there was also some rivalry too. They would fight and train with each other for much of their high school life. While they’ll eventually learn each other's ability, it was still too early to reveal their secrets.

Donny of course wanted no part of talking about his quirk. He sought to find something else to distract himself with. Looking to Machiko, Donny tried to change the subject. ”If uh… If ya want, I c-c-could bring out your c-cake. I’m sure it’s g-g-great.” Always about the food. At least Donny was predictable.

Takeshi only smirked at Ezra’s response to his question. Wonderful, another guy who was smart in not revealing his quirk. Perhaps not all the students here were that foolish enough. It said a lot about the boy in his reaction, which was just as revealing to him as someone who explained their quirk.

He noted how unnatural his explanation was, it was clear it was only part of his quirk. He then turned the question back at him. At which Takeshi shrugged then effortlessly explained the lie of his quirk, which he had been doing all his life. I can push things around with my mind. which actually was kinda true, he can use the shadows anywhere within twenty feet to solidify push the objects it was behind. Including people.

He glanced at Donny when he tried to change the subject. cake? looking at Michiko. what kind of cake?

Michiko smiled at Takeshi when he tried to pry some info from Ezra. She giggled at the reaction Ezra gave, she suppressed it of course but that look made her smile. He of course didn’t reveal much and Takeshi did the same,

Donny then asked if she wanted the cake to come out. Smiling sweetly at Donny”oh I can get it if you want. she said standing up and looking at Ezra. As she moved a little towards him as she got out of her chair would you like some?.

Ezra recognized lying as well as the next person, especially considering that he’d just told one, so he figured that they were both pretty skeptical about giving away information, and he was glad that he wasn’t being pushed for more. It was around this time that the subject had switched to cake. He did enjoy a well made cake, and wasn’t that used to having it, as it wasn’t really a namesake in his part of the world due to the expense that it usually carried.

As it turned out, Michiko had made it and whilst he wasn’t that familiar with the types of cake, he couldn’t say no if she offered it to him, which she did, while getting even closer than before. Ezra was more uncomfortable, but didn’t want to make things awkward, so he looked at Michiko in the eye for as long as he could manage and spoke.

“Yeah, sure. I’d love some. You want me to help ya get it?” he said as he readied himself to stand up. He figured it was the polite thing to do, especially considering she’d made the cake for everyone.

She placed a hand gently on his shoulder. “thank you for the offer! Don’t get up though, you looked a little banged up like my brother. she giggled, picking up her plate and both of his.

Ezra jumped slightly at the touch of the girl on his shoulder, for two main reasons. Firstly, was because the touch was very unexpected, and he hadn’t anticipated the contact that definitely enhanced the awkwardness he felt, and the other, was that she was touching an undressed wound. Whilst it wasn’t bleeding, or a very deep cut, it still stung to have the cloth from his shirt pushed onto it, but he had nothing to blame other than his laziness to dress the cut in order to go back to dinner earlier. He figured he’d sit back down and let her handle it if she didn’t want his help.

”I-I-I’ll take one too please.” Actually Donny wanted half the cake, but he knew that was unacceptable. It looks like he had also finished his second bowl of steak don and all the pickles. He was wiping the cheese off his cheeks as he looked to Michiko. But since she was going to be leaving soon Donny would have to be with Ezra and Takeshi. Scary guys. Donny just sat there patiently waiting and hoping not to embarrass himself.

Michiko jumped at Ezra jumping. Looking at his arm then putting two and two together she placed her hands over her mouth. ”I’m so sorry I didn’t know you had some wounds there.” she could tel there was no bandages there. After her little scare went away she sighed and then said Ok this is stupid. looking to Takeshi, neither of you will not get dessert till you go to the nurse's office and get your wounds taken care of. she said folding her arms in front of her. Looking at the both of them with a cute scowl on her face. They didn’t move at first. well?! What are you waiting for? You think I’m kidding?

Takeshi sighed and pushed himself up from his seat. Looking to Ezra with a look that clearly said, she’s serious.

Ezra was shocked by the reaction. The apology at first was very close to making him embarrassed but what followed nearly did. He was being berated by a girl near enough a foot shorter than him and presumably younger, yet it was so damn cute that he could barely take it seriously. When Takeshi gave him a look, he knew it was serious however, and he figured that if she was that worried about it then he’d go and put her mind to rest and stood up.

“No ma'am.”

Donny just looked at the other two guys standing up, felt oddly bad. He wondered if maybe he should have gone to do some training too, instead of moping around the dorm and cooking. Slightly confused and concerned he tried to improve the situation somehow. ”Um uh ah, I’ll s-s-s-save y’all some cake?” Donny smiled meekly.

Michiko gave a nod of approval and a small amused smile. when Ezra said ‘no ma’am’ Donny then said they would save them some. To which she nodded as well.

Of course that would be just cruel and unusual to not save them a piece. But it’s far worse to sit there in pain just because they’re too lazy or think they won’t be man enough if they go to the nurse's. she said looking at the two boys standing. I will not stand for Unnecessary pain. Now go, I’ll take care of the dishes.

Takeshi just nodded and started walking to the door. He glanced at Roy and wondered if she would force him as well if she found him. He was far worse off than they.

Donny watched the other two leave and things felt… Marginally less stressful. At least Donny didn’t have to be paranoid about sizing up with Ezra and Takeshi. That being said when Michiko said she’d take care of the dishes Donny stood up with his own bowl too. ”I-I-I’ll help t-too!” Mamoru seemed busy at this moment and Donny was almost certain his table was done anyways. He’d follow Michiko into the kitchen and take care of the dishes. ”Y-You should take care of the c-c-cake. I’ll clean these.”

Michiko smilde at Donny when he offered to help. Oh thank you Donny-Kun. Once in the kitchen she placed the dishes at the sink and pulled out the cheese cake, Donny told her she should worry about that while he cleaned. She nodded and pulled out a serving spatula and side plates. She expertly cut up the cake into small pieces, enough for everyone to have a piece if they wanted, and while she assumed Mamoru was going to continue to help everyone, she placed the plates onto serving platters and placed them near the entrance of the dining hall.

She then said to Donny as she came over to help dry., You are so kind, using your own food to feed the class. I’ll make sure they will pay you back accordingly.

Donny felt all warm and tingly as he heard Michiko’s compliments. It was nice to be useful. And while a haunting echo whispered in the back of his mind Donny drowned it out with the sound of the water and Michiko’s voice. He didn’t want to hear about the past right now. ”It’s n-n-no problem. I-I-I was gunna eat a lot a-anyways.” As he washed the dishes Donny felt his hand getting much wetter than usual. When he looked he frowned. It looked like he cut his finger, or rather, ripped the skin on his meat bag. He could see his black mass seeping out though fortunately he could keep his form together well enough to not let it bleed out everywhere. It was just a small tear through so he wouldn’t need much more than a bandaid to cover it up. He could stitch it up back in his dorm.

”Ah. I cut m-my finger. C-Could you get me a b-bandaid?”

Michiko looked down at his cut and immediately noticed two things. The Lack of blood and the color. She never had seen black blood before. It must be apart of his quirk. She didn’t press as she quickly moved to the first aid kit left out from Hitomi using it on Acion and grabbed a band aid, quickly applying ointment to it with surprisingly well practiced ease She took Donny’s hand into her own and wrapped the finger he cut. There all better. Also, don’t be silly, you may have planned on eating a lot...but that’s still food that you didn’t eat. They need to pay their way as well.” She said as she threw the wrapper away and washed her own hands.

Donny quickly took his finger back and clenched it into a fist. ”Don’t freak Donny. Don’t freak. It’s just a small cut she didn’t see anything. Keep talking about food and she’ll forget about it.” Clearing his throat Donny continued to wash the dishes. He was almost done anyways, and this one he was more careful about the knife in the water. He made sure to wash that one first and wiped t dry. ”It’s… Its cool. No sweat. Foods’ food. Uh… Dishes done. Dessert?” Donny cleared the sink of the dishes, soap, and anything that might clog the drain. He was hoping to get some cake now.

And so Donny went to get cake. He wasn’t expecting anything unusual at first. But this cake was damn good, more so than they usually are. Donny tends to like anything that goes into his mouth but this was probably the best cheesecake he’s had thus far. As he savored his cake he looked to Michiko and decided to chat with her. ”So uh… You in the H-H-Hero course too? A1 or A2?” Donny has seen most of his fellow classmates but admittedly he’s seen a lot come and go. At this point he’s not too sure who’s in what class.

Michiko smiled as she folded her arms and leaned her hip against the counter. Nope. she said as she brushed some hair from her face over her ear. ”Takeshi just transferred from A-3 to this one after school was out. Apparently the principal felt he would be a better fit here. I still have a year before I enter high school. I start tomorrow at the Middle school around the corner. “ She then added at his sure confusion to come. ”I’ve been living with Takeshi for the last few months. He got special permission for me to live with him as he’s my legal guardian now.

Surely that would be odd, as he was only two years older. Not unheard of, but still odd. So I'll be living here with you guys! It's exciting honestly. she added with a giggle.

”Oh. That’s… Weird.” Donny said plainly. Michiko was still going to middle school but the school lets her stay here? He supposed that if she was living dependently with Takeshi that would make sense, but they didn’t seem the type to be in that bad of straights. Donny wasn’t sure why, but he had a feeling they were probably loaded. But this school was full of weirdos anyways. ”So you have to l-l-l-live with your brother… D-Do you not have any family in H-Hosu?” Donny then realized how insensitive he might have just sound and tried to backpedal. ”N-N-Not that I’m trying to p-p-p-pry or anything! I just think it’s k-kinda weird. I mean I g-g-guess it’s not like I know h-how you guys live, or anything…”

Donny went back to his cake, finishing the rest in one bite. He felt like a fool for not really thinking that maybe Michiko had a personal family reason for her living arrangements that a stranger like Donny had no business knowing. He had let his curiosity and the casual mood get the better of him. He felt obligated to say something in repentance. ”I uh… I’m actually not from Hosu, or Japan even. I grew u-u-up in the United States. Used to s-stay with my grandpa, till I got here.”

She hesitated. What should she say? Her reasoning was not the normal story for sure… If she really said what happened that would look bad for Takeshi, no matter his intentions. Even so, she really didn’t even consider her family family anymore...they were dead to her. Takeshi was the only one who was loving and caring enough to her to be considered family...he really was her guardian since they were little. He always took care of her, made sure she was happy, warm, protected. She really could see him as her father...which was super weird as he was only two years older, but he definitely fit the bill sometimes. He knew her better than her own parents. He knew her dreams, her fears and he did everything he could to make them a realization. He risked his own life and position in the family to free her. So she didn't have to go through with...it, and be stuck forever.

Apparently Donny notice the hesitation and look on her face to quickly try to backpedal, even revealing something about himself. She would have never have guessed he lived in the United States, this surprised her truly, and she was grateful. Foreigners were always odd and usually shunned...at least that was her experience. Him revealing that to her was a big show of trust.

”I would have never had Guess Donny-kun. Also to answer your question, I do not have any other family. Takeshi is it, he’s been taking care of me since I was really little.”

”Ah. I-I see. I uh… It’s good then. I mean, that you have T-Takeshi to take care of you. He s-s-seems nice.” Frankly Takeshi intimidated Donny, but perhaps that was just an image he had to cultivate. If Donny’s hunch was right, that maybe Michiko and Takeshi’s family were dead or something and thus forcing the older brother to take care of Michiko, than it’ll only make sense that Takeshi started to be scary in order to dissuade any trouble makers from bothering him or his sister. It was guesswork really but Donny didn’t intend to pry any further. He should just keep talking about food.

”Y-Y-Y-Your cake is delicious by the way! Better than what I was going to make a-anyways. Uh, w-w-why don’t we share this cake with t-t-the others? Yeah, I’ll j-just go ahead and t-t-t-take some out to the dining a-a-area!” Donny tried to prevent further embarrassment and took the remaining cake and some extra plates and forks. ”Ah, uh… A-And thanks for all your help, Michiko-san. Y-You’re a real life saver, you know? I d-don’t think I c-could have m-m-made this cake myself without y-y-y-y-your help.” Donny just felt more and more embarrassed as he tried his best to cover up his faux pas with Michiko. ”Focus on the food Donny, focus on the food!”

Michiko nodded when he said it was good she had Takeshi. It really was, her life would have been absolutely horrid without him...especially if what her family planned for her went through. He then complimented her dish and she smiled sweetly, Aw..thank you. I agree, lets take it out.” As she moved with him to the platters he then thanked her for her help. She placed a hand on his shoulder. ”Your welcome. I don’t know about life saver but I was glad to help. I love to bake so it’s not an issue for me. I Sure would like to learn some of your tricks with cooking though, Would that be ok?”

When he would answer she would give him a big smile, then walk into the room then saying out loud to everyone. ”Alright! We have Cheese cake! Who would like some?”

@Luna@Noxx@Artymis@Zeroth@Ryonara@rechonq@Norschtalen@Conscripts@Riegal@Eggs@pkken@Heartfillia@Silver Carrot@Feyblue

@FeyblueAh, there she went. Kenichi followed after Fumika, but before he could catch up to her he heard a voice from behind him, and something poked him between the shoulder blades. As he turned it realized it was the younger looking girl who had some similarities to Fumika. He wondered if they were related, or just had similar tastes in hair styles.

Sure enough, it turned out they were sisters, and this girl--hadn't he heard them call her Asuka?--was the younger. Was she just visiting, or had she gotten into Komei too? But Kenichi scratched his head, somewhat confused at her line of questioning.

"Well uh, my name's Yoshida Kenichi. We're classmates, both in 1-A, and we ended up sparring each other in our first training exercise. And we made friends after that...Isn't that pretty normal stuff with classmates?" He shrugged. "I mean I guess fighting each other's kind of a weird way to get introduced, but that's just Hero School for ya, right?"

Fumika's little sister seemed really defensive of her family, which was kinda cute. Kenichi smiled at her even though she was clearly taking a more forceful stance. When she asked why he was using the -chan honorific, he looked away somewhat nervously and started with a "Well...," but then she accused him of confessing on the first day. He did a double take at that, and couldn't help the faint burning in his cheeks.

"What?! N-no, I haven't asked her out or anything! Geez, I know I like to lift heavy things and put them down, but I ain't that much of a Chad. A love confession on the first day, what kinda brass--" He cut himself off before he said something too crass in front of a girl. He shook his head and crossed his arms. "I use -chan and -kun with most of my classmates, I guess cause I'm kinda laid back about honorifics? So far nobody's said anything about it...then again, Motome-chan's kinda the timid type, ain't she? Maybe I should make sure she's okay with it...sorry if it's been any trouble."

A thought came to him then, and he tilted his head as he put one hand on his chin.

"You're her sister, so I bet you're used to...uh..." He paused. How could he put this non-offensively? "...her behaviors. Is she actually alright? I mean, I know she said she was, but uh..."

He held one hand, with a finger extended, over his head. Then he let it droop.

"Her ahoge-antennae wasn't puttin' off much of a happy signal, so to speak. And in what little time I've spent with her, that seems to be a big indicator of how she's feeling--even if she's mimicking some other person's expression or emotion." He looked over his shoulder in the direction he had seen her going--towards where everyone else was eating, from the smell of it.

"And I'm sure you know how literally she seems to take what people say--At lunch today I actually told her "excuse me for a minute," but I ended up taking longer than that. I feel like if I had just rushed out when the bell rang instead of going back to her she might've stayed there for who knows how long...You've probably had that happen before, huh?" He turned to face Asuka again, and noticed that she also had an ahoge. Maybe her Quirk was similar too? It'd be fitting, since they were sisters...

"So I'm thinkin', maybe somebody said something just off the cuff, or without bein' clear about what they meant? Or...is this maybe something to do with Haruka? I don't wanna be insensitive...but, uh, the projection Motome-chan used earlier wasn't...um..."

He tapped his leg.

Mina shook her head at Mamoru's offer. "Thank you, but I came here. I may as well eat here. Besides, there are people I want to talk to," eyeing up Haruka from a cross the room. She'd also seen what Mina saw, and the fact they both had the exact same sad expression on their face and pain in their eyes told each other what only one of them knew themselves. Still, now Mina knew that Haruka liked Jett in that way, she only had more reason to talk to her. She got up and walked over to the girl, ignoring their den mother introducing themself, ignoring Donny offer cheesecake, especially ignoring Jett and especially ignoring Kaida.

"Hello. My name's Kasuke. We were outside together earlier but I don't think we spoke." she greeted, holding out her hand.

@Lucius Cypher@Feyblue

”Wow, that sounds amazing.” He never expected to have food so good here. That was probably a dumb assumption though. Surely at a prestigious academy they would have some good meals, and students would share their culinary skills too. Whoever was doing it was a godsend. He was guided to a table with cookies, fried pickles and beef udon. Yukari and Kaida were both there too. Yukari looked like she was waiting to share the cookies. Despite Kenichi’s teaching, he wasn’t going to turn down a cookie. ”Hi Yukari, I’m going to take a cookie. I don’t know if you recognize me, but it’s Ayato.” He felt like his introduction was sort of dumb and unnecessary. Hey, Kaida”, He figured she didn’t an explanation as to who he was. He took his cookie wondering if Yukari would recognize him. He didn’t doubt her abilities, but he didn’t remember introducing himself to her, and he wasn’t sure he left much to remember.

After a quick cookie, he decided to eat the real food too. He was sort of curious about Yukari’s ability to sense the world around her. It was curious as to whether it was connected to her quirk or not. He wasn’t sure whether to ask or not, but he wouldn’t get the chance.

”So Yukari, how do you sense everything around you? It seems you do very well.” The yellow wisp had chosen to leave him and was now floating near her.

”Peace!” He called looking flustered. He didn’t quite yell enough to disturb everyone, but he felt embarrassed.

”Oh great, we’re freaks for sure now. Run, we need out of here.” Sad was beginning to freak out and worry. She was clinging very close to Ayato.

”No, just chill.” He mumbled as he took a breath. ”Sorry about that. My quirk is weird sometimes.” He had calmed himself, and Sad seemed more content too. Sometimes he wished they would never show themselves.

@Ryonara@Heartfillia

”Hello! I’m Yukari Yozakura. I’m really sorry about throwing you at Miss Mako, I just felt like I had to do something to contribute to class….” Yukari looked a bit ashamed at throwing Mamoru at Mako, more so after the class was over and the lesson was revealed. Eagerness needed to be tempered with patience. ”I think you both look absolutely adorable!” Yukari of course had no ways of judging that, but she knew that everyone enjoyed being complimented. She’d just assume that Mamoru and Luelle were cute as she passed out more cookies to more people. Unlike before Yukari showed no signs of her usual clumsiness and was able to expertly hand the treats to whoever wanted them. When Mamoru announced that dinner was done, she’d go and put the cookies down somewhere.

As Yukari was about to put the cookies down she sensed someone moving close, and quickly. She didn’t seem to be slowing down so she must have not been paying attention. Yukari had to stretch her arms forward to safely out the plate out of harm's way as a girl ran into Yukari’s squishy flexible body. She jiggled for just a moment before returning to her regular shape unharmed. ”Whoa! Racing someone? There’s plenty of food so no need to rush.” Yukari playfully berated the mysterious girl. Suddenly the temperature shifted and a few minutes later a scary woman’s voice called out to them. The den mother Retha seemed like a serious later and Yukari didn’t want to mess with her, so she figured it would be a good time to take a seat. ”Well, looks like dinner’s started. Why don’t we take a seat?”

Another voice came over that Yukari somewhat recognized. She didn't have a name for it at first until he introduced himself as Ayato. "Ah, Ayato-san! From Armory class, right? Help yourself to a cookie, Yoshiro-chan made it." Suddenly another unfamiliar voice asked her how she sensed the world around her. Seemed like an odd topic to ask but fair enough, she was blind after all. Most would think that alone would make it impossible for her to be a hero so it was only natural they were curious about how she compensated. "Well... With my ears, mostly. I've just gotten used to certain cues and sounds. For example I could tell this girl here was about to run into me because her footsteps were getting closer but wasn't slowing down, so I had to react to that quickly. I was also able to tell that the den mother was coming when I noticed the temperature shift before she even entered the room. And of course my sense of smell too. I know that today's dinner is a beef don with onions and fried rice, and someone made fried pickles with cheese! I'm pretty familiar with them, so it was just a matter of matching the scent to my memory."

@Heartfillia@Luna@Lucius Cypher@rechonq

Ezra had followed the boy. Even watching the way he walked, he could feel intense discipline and self control, something honed from intense training and whilst it didn’t make Ezra particularly intimidated, like before, it made him watch his step around him. By the time they were outside, he didn’t exactly feel like sitting in silence even if it wouldn’t have made any difference to him so he figured he’d start conversation.

“Sisters, ay.” he spoke, obviously noting to the boy that he’d had the same experience himself.

Takeshi was perfectly fine with walking in silence, He could almost feel like the boy behind him was watching him. If he was him he would be as well. He glanced back as he spoke once outside. He said nothing as he looked forward again. After come to the realization that this one had a sister as well, he had a slight relaxing feeling come over him. Perhaps this one would not try anything with Michiko if he understood what it meant to have a sister...especially a younger one.

He moved his arm around, flexing the arms different ways in it to stretch the that was burned. The process caused immense pain, but he took it in stride as he was trying to force as much pain upon himself before having it healed. While he, like his sister found it incredibly stupid to purposefully hurt another in training, to…’test your limits’ He had no qualms, unlike her, to do so to himself with injuries he received. One of the things he actually appreciated his father teaching him, despite his methods of introducing that lesson.

They are… a handful at times. He slowed his pace so Ezra was more slightly behind him. I am assuming you have a sister yourself? Older or younger?

Ezra grinned. His family was huge, in comparison to most. So the answer to the question was, well, both. He had around 8 siblings in total, but the one he was most referring to was his little sister. Still, she had nothing on his sister in regards to fussiness. Even if he came back with a broken arm she’d probably laugh at him and tell him to walk it off.

“I got both. Families pretty big round my parts, but they still ain’t got nothin’ on yours. She might be worse than my mom.” he spoke with a smile as he thought of home. Whilst he didn’t miss the locale, he missed the bustling family, the conversations at the dinner table, them coming to see him play or telling him off for fighting too much. Thoughts of home were always warm in regards to family

He nodded when he answered. ” Michiko has always been the most sweet and caring in the family. I used to get injured a lot more when I was growing up. She, would be the one who would be there taking care of me.” If Ezra were to look closely at the skin revealed by his tanktop, he could see clearly some nasty scars that were the evidence of his upbringing. Many of which were inflicted by swords.

He thought to his other brothers and sisters...none of them compared to Michiko, one looking in on their family would even wonder if she was even related. Not even his own mother showed that much motherly love. He then thought about the last few months where it was only he and his sister. These had been the best months he could remember with ‘family’.

They soon came to the nurses. “Michiko is too sweet for this line of ‘work’ It’s up to me to make sure she can do whatever she desires in life.” He found it odd how he slipped and said that to Ezra, When ever he spoke of his sister though, he seemed to be a bit more….chatty.

Ms.Kiwi had been doing paperwork when the two came in. Her nose twitched as the door opened and she knew these two were injured. She whipped her head towards the door, her hair swaying in the air and covering her chest. “Looky Looky long time no see Mr.Jasekade” she turned to see a black haired boy as well. “And you brought me quite the adorable friend..hi there. I am your school nurse, Ms.Kiwi” she said with a smile as she placed her hands on her hips. Her nose twitched once more as she smelled Takeshi's burns. “Oh my do you have some horrible burns, take a seat on the bed and I will treat them” she motioned takeshi towards a bed.

“As for you Mr.Jasekade, I will treat you without my quirk this time. It's best that they don't get an acclimated to you, else I won't be able to keep them disciplined.” By they she meant the insects getting hooked to the taste of Ezra's blood and flesh.

Takeshi raised an eyebrow at the nurse at her choice of words and how she held herself. She was odd, that was for sure. A guy would easily get excited at such a beautiful woman as a nurse taking care of him, however he already heard the horror stories from his fellow students in A-3. The quirk she had was creepy...and the fact she felt like she was hitting on her patients really didn’t seem appealing after that. He walked to the bed and sat down, realizing he still had his Bokken and pulled it out, resting it on the bed behind him.

As kiwi prepared to fix up the boy she surveyed the boy's skin. The nurse squinted hard before letting out a “hmm.” This wasn't any ordinary kid as he had multiple nasty scars. She placed her finger on the boys burned shoulder and ran it down towards his hand. Ms.Kiwi pulled her hand back then opened. Takeshi and Ezra could see the bugs pouring down though these ones were a cream coloring and they immediately latched on to the boys arm. “You should have taken better care of your wounds, your skin is nice.” The bugs began really getting into the boys skin he would feel them moving around in it. “You must have one nasty burn for them to go in like this.” They soon emerged and could see the boys healthy skin rise to the surface healthy and new. She retracted her bugs and placed a few bandaids over the drained blisters.

“All done , just make sure to keep your drained blisters clean”

Takeshi watched nurse Kiwi intently as he saw her studying his old wounds. Sure enough she made mention of them. He simply said, They are a reminder of my mistakes growing up My father made sure they would scar so I would never forget. He said matter of factly. He was always patched up at home, if serious enough like some scars would show, to Ms. Kiwi, She would know instantly he was almost killed a few times. His father would have a personal doctor with a healing quirk to heal him enough for him to survive, then if it was coverable, just enough to stop bleeding, while bandages would serve the rest of the healing process. Otherwise it would be healed enough to leave a scar.

Takeshi still went to school, but his father was smart enough to cover it enough to avoid the investigation of Child services.

He watched as the bugs entered his skin, an odd sensation which grossed him out slightly, but it didn’t show on his face. When she mentioned the burn he only nodded. Raw electrical energy would do that. He was slightly surprised she didn't ask who did it. But he shrugged and moved off the bed so Ezra could sit down. Grabbing his bokken, he slipped it back into his sash and inspected his arm, oddly...he was almost disappointed he would have no scar from this one. Almost.

Ezra sat down upon the bed as he watched Takeshi get treated. He still couldn’t get used to that woman's quirk, regardless of how attractive she was. It was creepy as fuck to be frank and he was honestly glad that he didn’t have to be treated by it. As he sat down, he took off his shirt to show the extent of the wounds preemptively for Kiwi in order for her to have full visibility for the wounds.

“You can go back and get the cake if you want Takeshi. I don’t mind if ya wanna leave.” he spoke, knowing that he likely wouldn’t want to stay at the nurse's office.

As Ezra sat on the bed Ms.Kiwi smiled, “It's sweet of you to come visit me at the end of the day” she said as she pulled her gloves down her hand.. The nurse then began wiping the boy skin and cleansing it of any bacteria. Once all the blood and cuts were cleansed Kiwi began rubbing ointment onto the boy's cuts before wrapping them up in bandages and patting him on the back.

“You should feel good by morning, just relax your muscles for the rest of the night” she said as she took her gloves off and dropped them in the trash. She went back to her desk to finish up some more paperwork.

Takeshi nodded at Ezra, as he told him he was free to go. He didn’t need to say it twice...He was really looking forward to that cake. He quickly made his exit as ms. Kiwi slipped on her gloves.

“Thanks.” he spoke after recieving his treatment. He was strangely more comfortable around older women than a little girl and that was something that annoyed him. Regardless, he wanted to go get some of the cake if it was still available so he began hustling back to the dorms, to find it being served as he came back in.

“Well, I’m glad I didn’t miss out.” he spoke with a sigh of relief as he sat back down.