Amaya sighed standing up after the broadcast. She never liked such things as they were to shine hope and brighten lives even when the veil of how screwed up society. She has seen it first-hand many times and refuses to believe in being bright shiny and happy all the time. She looked around at the gathering "First of all, Sasuke, Shut up and leave them alone. They lost a dear friend to the corruption of villain society, they don't need you kicking them more. Secondly, we all know the heroes will be recruiting and we got our license to immediately start our internships, Anything else the annoying record player wants to repeat, or are we done here? I got things to prepare for." Spoke the snow-white-haired female adjusting her glasses as her bright ice blue eyes had an unnatural glow about them, a lot more than usual. Amaya Himura was considered the strongest in the class when it comes to the raw force and will to make her opponents fall to their knees in front of her. she was ruthless but that was why she was known as the Ice Princess.

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Aurora took a deep breath adjusting her glasses calming her mind down. It was unnerving to know what their once well know friend to have become a villain that went on a murder spree. She shook her thoughts out of her head looking around the room "L-Lets not be mean t-t-to each other...We need to...be friends and work together through this. We got the exams to be focusing on and getting our internships...We work so hard for this"She spoke trying to defuse the tension in the room between the two classes as she really wanted to run and hide so Doing anything else was odd for the small girl to do as she looked everywhere else than her classmates.

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A small figure slowly moved from within a black unmarked car watching the school in front of her as she looked back towards the blackened car "I know..."She said gently turning as the car door shut behind her once her suitcase sat next to her. She watched the car drive off before she turned back to the school slowly lifting up the handle on her suitcase "So this is where Big brother goes during the school year.."She whispered to herself watching the school with her big blood-red eyes. The academy was massive so hoping to find her new class or even her brother was going to be hard as she never been anywhere outside of her home and the permitted family gatherings she was allowed to Attend. She had never been to an actual school or made any friends other than her stuffed animals at home. Now anyone can ask why a child was dropped off at a school for heroes and honestly even she didn't know the full reason. She was doing as her family wished and that was to be of as much support as she could be with her brother even gaining special permission to attend the academy as just some exchange student. Hopefully, she would be smart enough to understand and handle the adventures to await her but the real challenge was to start. Taking the first step on to school grounds and find her brother and the headmaster. Now if only she knew where to go.

Chinatsu took a deep breath gathering her courage slowly moving on to the academy grounds trying her best to remember to move her left foot in front of her right and vise versa. thought after walking while she froze in place realizing that she was now in the middle of a moving crowd and everyone was much taller than her, barely seeming to notice her "oh no..."She whispered forgetting the directions she was told of where she needed to go.

Hasaki has sat at the back of the classroom that they had all gathered in with the hopes of zoning out during the conference that Sasuke had insisted they all listen to. The conference would have probably been something of interest had Hasaki not already had the same kind of talk from the clan elders. Of course for that meeting, he had to travel back to the Todoroki palace to meet in person. Though that meeting had been more family-centric, it still touched on mostly the same subjects, who was the new number one hero, what the students were expected to do, and what the elders expected of Hasaki. Not only that but the students had already been briefed by their instructors making everything about this pointless in his eyes.

Seeing as the other students had looks of worry and concern on their faces Hasaki rolled his eyes as he stood from his seated position placing his hands in his jacket. “I agree with the Ice Princess here, Sasuke. if you're gonna drone on and on making it something we don't already know would you? And don't worry about those scary villains, we A-list heroes will protect you.” he stated with a cocky smirk leaving the other students in the small classroom.

As Hasaki began to walk through the hallway he looked over the mass of people that began to flood into the small corridor. Luckily though most gave him a wide berth to walk considering his reputation and his family name. Not long into walking, however, he noticed another small bubble had been made in the hallway around Haze which seemed odd to him but was more confusing at first was the small white-haired girl next to him. “Chinatsu? What are you doing here?”

Chinatsu looked around even jumping a tiny bit to see if she could find any sort of direction of where she was needing to head, while manga ing to move out of the way of some students that paid no mind to the small girl. Not noticing someone actually talking to her she nearly jumped out of her skin quickly turning around to see Keiji squat down to her height to better accommodate her during their talk. She was silent trying to debate whether to talk to a complete stranger or not. he was a student by uniform so maybe he knew where she was to go "Y-yes...I am Looking for Hasaki Todoriki."She said in her usual soft tone looking towards him before looking away quickly.

Soon it seemed like a prayer was the answer as Chinatsu immediately heard a very familiar and welcoming voice to her ears looking around before spotting who it belongs to "Hasaki!"She said happily "Thanks, mister!" she said quickly to Keiji bowing before moving herself to Hasaki hugging his waist before quickly pulling herself away "The clan sent me to come to live here with you. They said it is beneficial for you. Father said safest for me...what does that mean? Oh, I got a note from father too to give you and the paperwork from the...The principal or was it, headmistress?" she said trying to think of the wording the others use as she reached into her that before pulling out a folded letter for him before reaching into her suitcase bring out the paperwork "It has apparently already been approved to..."She added really excited and happy to be talking with Hasaki again as she moved to her usual spot to his right holding on to the edge of his shirt.

Approximately 2.4km or 1.36 miles from Eirei



A beautiful penthouse on the outskirts of the city easy on the eyes in quaint, yet lovely colors. Iron gates guarded exterior, and curtains prevented looking in from a distance. This was the agency of the Fourth Pillar Hero, Nikushimi Shinsetsuna: The Malicious Hero. Behind the walls, one could tell this was the home of one who greatly appreciated herself: a living room space large enough to house an entire showroom of cars, a pantry stocked with delicious sweets and alcohols you seldom ever knew the name of, and warm lights that make the room feel fuzzy and quaint in your heart. You wouldn’t think that this was an agency for a Hero, but the truth is beneath the layer of finery and hedonism. This house held secrets.

The day was growing long, and as the school of Eirei Academy was prepared to release its students for the dorms, a black car rolled up to the perimeter, the driver presented an identification with the name ”Emerald Miasma.” This was the transport for the students who had been approved for Snake-Eyes’ internship training, which would only be undeniably thorough. Officially. a number of students were chosen over the rest to train under her: Keiji Matsushima, Shinon Yukimura, Konig Dietrich, Kato Emiho, Heidi Thomas, and Phoebe Carmichael. This was the start of their internship with Snake-Eyes. Prior to this, Nikushimi had received a message from Glaser herself, asking to take Yukimura Shinon in as one of the interns. That, of course was her decision, not her mother’s.



The common room was buzzing with concerned and fear. Nikushimi stood outside in the hallway waiting for them, they would be unable to miss, or confuse the presence of someone such as her. She didn’t care about rounding children up, besides, they were no doubt rattled from the news, so it would be best to let them take things in while they could, before they had to train. The Malicious Hero wore a dark green overcoat, with her jet black hair braided behind her hair. Her piercing jade eyes and jagged razor teeth made her stand out among most. Snake-Eyes had an air of domination about her, like she could stomp anyone into the ground at any second, hence her reputation. After Zeal’s demise, along with virtually all of the modern day heroes, the survivors have been put in a position where overtime is the new normal. No one can grow complacent. In that sense, Zeal was one of the very few real heroes society every had. She could overhear their conversations, they were al gathered in class A to discuss what happened. Communication was vital. This much they all understood, with everything that’s happened, they had to.

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Needless to say, Yozoru was distraught.

Between the absolute massacre of so many heroes, the number one hero Zeal’s death, and Enka’s abandonment, nothing was okay. Everyone was in distress, Keiji was now the new rep for class 1a, and Sasuke was drilling everyone about this situation. ”This really isn’t the time to be nagging each other.” Said the girl with neon bioluminescent hair, and glowing blue eyes. Yozoru stood up and marched over to Sasuke, Keiji, and Amaya. She wore a crop top, and a skirt with thin leggings. A little underdressed by comparison, but no one bothered her over it, given her quirk. ”We’re all in need of someone to help us. Zeal’s gone. That means we gotta help ourselves right now. I...I don’t know what happened with Enka, I miss him. His family misses him, but missing him isn’t gonna bring him back. It won’t bring Zeal back!” There was a tone of intensity backed by genuine sympathy for her classmates. Sasuke always gave them this kind of talk. He definitely felt right at home in the position of class B’s rep. While Amaya was easily one of the more powerful in her students in her class, Yozoru filled that role in her own. However, Snake-Eyes was right.

”It’s like they said in the conference, we can’t just fill in seats in a hierarchy or whatever, everyone needs to make Zeal’s legacy the bare minimum. Heroes are crippled right now, we can’t sit here and lecture each other all day, we need to train! We need to get out there and handle villains, the league, and everyone who threatens society!” There was no denying the fact that Ryukazuki was waging war with the world, even if no one wanted to say it. ”Whenever the pros arrive, we all need to be there and get a spot. Japan needs every hero it can get right now. The death toll was over 140,000. I don’t like it either, but someone has to step up, and it’s gonna be us.”

Wherever Enka ran off to, he left a hole in his wake. He was a symbol of dignity and respect at Eirei. The students looked to him for guidance, he was like a leader to them. Yozoru felt the impact of his betrayal just as much as the rest, but she couldn’t let it get to her. That’s what the League of Villains wanted them to do: get complacent. They will inevitably take advantage of this vulnerability that has been exposed in hero society. Everyone has to step up, there is no room for waiting.

”Everybody needs to become greater than Zeal.”

In the corner of her eye, she spotted the presence of someone intimidating...Yozoru turned around to see the fourth there behind them. ”Snake-Eyes? Are you here for the recruitment?”

”Yes, I am.” she replied with a smooth, devilish voice.

_{@Lord Indra@Landaus Five-One@BlackMaiden@BlackMaiden@Inertia}

"Now, now," Kaguya said, trying to calm the classroom down. She stood up from her desk, exuding an air of authoritativeness mixed with her usual bombastic nature. "What Sasuke's saying might be a bit abrasive, but he's got a point. If Enka could turn, so could any of us. Our powers are not what makes us heroes. On the other hand, no matter how much power one hero can have, even Zeal can be taken down. So to answer Sasuke's first question, what are we willing to sacrifice? The easy answer is 'everything', or 'my life'. But only villains are willing to sacrifice 'everything', and sacrificing your own life will only give us another tragedy. We can only sacrifice that which is ours to sacrifice. A villain will sacrifice the live of others for his own gain, but those lives are not his to give. So we should consider the fine line between being a villain and a hero, even if it forces us to face a tragedy near and dear to our hearts. And there are things more worthy to sacrifice than your own life. Your time, your effort, your resources, even your relationships. Very soon, some pro-heroes are going to come in that door. They didn't have to be here, but they've chosen to sacrifice their time and resources to raise us up to be future heroes. So we should ponder on those who have invested in us, be grateful, and pay it forward. We'll get through this." Kaguya gave Sasuke a knowing wink, hoping that she was able to convey what he had wanted despite his choice of words, and that she had softened the tension between the classes. Sitting back down, she now had to look forward to the pros that were about to arrive, and wondering whose agency she was going to join.

Anna had more or less been minding her own business up until the point that Sasuke and insisted on gathering the 2A and 2B reps. She was used to his behavior at this point but knew he had a tendency to put others off. Where most saw a smug superiority complex Anna saw a person just trying to get stuff done. She admired this to an extent. She was now seated in the room watching the broadcast just like the rest of them and also watching in slight disgust as Sasuke consumed an unholy amount of watermelon. Not to mention the way he spoke, she got that he was blunt but damn he could come off as outright mean sometimes.

"Just because we are at war doesn't mean you need to suck down watermelon like you will never eat it again." This was more muttered under her breath but she was sure her class's male rep had heard it. She tried to interject on behalf of class 2A's rep but she seemed to say exactly what Anna was thinking. It’s true, what a person does is their own. She doubted if their classmates had any idea of what was happening they wouldn't have sat by idly. They would have told someone or tried to stop it themselves. Nobody would have just let that happen.

"Sasuke what happened with their classmate was not their fault, whereas yes it is the jobs of the reps to keep their classes in line in most cases there is only so much we can do. It's not like any of them are mind-readers, and if their former friend closed himself off to them there really isn't much to be done." She casually swept a watermelon seed away from her seat. "I agree, it will most likely be you that makes it to Student Council President, but I doubt anyone will blame them for what happened. Besides, we have more important things to think about right now. Like the others said." She was of course referring to the internships.

As she started thinking about it, she panicked. She had no clue who she was going to pick or even if anyone wanted her. She always felt her quirk was mediocre at best, not to mention she was behind in its development. In this sense she was kind of jealous of everyone else. Sure she had her dad to help her out but he had never tried to develop his quirk for hero work. She knew what she could do but how far could she push herself? Anna heard the others speaking about who they were going to pick and she groaned. "I have no clue what I am going to do." While this was out loud it was more to herself than to anyone in particular. "You have to have about a million agencies wanting you to intern for them?" This question was directed at Sasuke, mostly to get him talking about anything other than the recent events. She didn’t want him driving an even bigger line between the two classes, after all they were all ultimately working to become heroes. It was highly likely many of them would work together in the future.





Kaito was seated with the rest of the students watching the broadcast yet none of this was a surprise to him. His father had told him about it the night before. He shifted in his seat uncomfortable when the 2B male rep started talking about their former classmate. He hated the fact that someone in their class had done such an awful thing and there was and there was nothing he could do to stop it from happening. And thus the bird boy sat and listened quietly. There was nothing he had to add to what the others had already said.

The topic quickly changed to who each was going to intern for and it was here Kaito smiled. He had known who he was going to intern with his entire life. Who better to teach him how to take over the Harpy mantle than the current holder of the name. Though his father was getting up in years he was still just as effective at his job. Kaito wasn’t really here to be the center of attention. He was here to train to take over his father’s title, a title that had been passed down through several generations already. His father worked in the Tamaki agency and though the Tamura name wasn’t nearly as famous as that of the Tamaki clan it had pretty much become synonymous over the years. The two families had worked together for as long as anyone could remember. Kaito was more than proud of this.

When the others began to file out he stood up waiting for it to be a little more clear and stretched. Overhearing the female 2B rep complain about not knowing what she was going to do. He was sure she wasn’t the only one with that sentiment however he had no desire to voice this and instead walked out his talons clicking on the floor as he did so.

The universe had it rigged against optimistic outlooks, when she was finally making terms with her life as a hero, the world turned around and decided it was time to go mad. How did even find the will to mess up other people's lives? She understood the egoist who didn't care if inaction caused evil, but villains and politicians had this very bothersome habit of spending their time and energy in causing trouble. A civil war? Who the hell had time for that!?

Nevertheless, here she was, stuck in this meeting, having to have left with her most basic clothing and hairdo to avoid being late. Sasuke was taking the lead, and, of course, he had to go and make the situation tense with 2A. "Ah, always the diplomat" she said to herself upon seeing the mess that ensued, at least it seemed it was one that was quickly defused, or so she thought, soon they were talking about politics, presidents, who would get what position. "Geez, can you believe these nerds?" Shiroko stretched her paper limbs and sighed.

Thinking of it, this could easily be her chance to leave the school, right? Mass murder ought to make her parents change their mind, surely, plus she was not looking forward to having to pick an internship at all, not only it was work, but most of the options were terrible to her, water and fire were the bane of her body, even though she didn't have to interact with that, she didn't want to risk the pranks, that left what? Matsushima, the overly stoic? Emerald, led by the overly murdery Snake-Eyes? Ah, it was terrible, she should just go home already...

But she also knew if she left and heard bad news later, she would feel guilty with thoughts such as "what if I was there to hold a villain back" "what if I could snatch them away from danger with my power". Her classmates could be a bunch of tryhard nerds, but they were her tryhard nerds.

While the content of the broadcast was hardly good news, Honoka couldn't really deny that it was important enough to watch. In times like these, it payed to be informed, and the occasional break in instruction to keep up with the world weren't going to hurt, even if it would be nice to see a little good news for a change.

Fortunately for her, plenty of others had already given Sasuke crap for his usual gift with words, so she didn't need to bother. But there were other things to bring up. Mostly, in trying to smooth everything over, because there was no need to fan the flames of rivalry further. "I'm just going to side with everyone saying we should be sticking together. I know nobody's here to pick a fight, but now isn't the time for that sort of thing. We've got internships to worry about, and everything going on in the rest of the world. I'd hope Eirei, at least, can continue to be something of our refuge, as its students, away from that 'real world' stuff."

"As for what you're willing to sacrifice, just remember that you've still got to sleep at night." What else was there to even address? Student council? Not like she really wanted further responsibility. Though maybe that made her the right person for the job again? Nobody who wants more power should really have it given to them anyway.

"Not like I've got a clue what I'll end up doing either," Honoka replied to Anna's question, whether it was directed to her or not. "I'm not even sure who-all's showing up. But it's more important to think about the kind of agency overall, I think. Doesn't matter if you're going with compatible powers or not, so much as a place where you feel like you can learn something important. So, like, think of the sort of hero you want to be, or the sort of skills you want to focus on."

The near-constant light which usually sparkled around Emiho had the occasional ugly splotches of darkness that couldn't be seen through. All of the emotions flowing around within the room and the few she could feel through the walls did not mix well with her own thoughts. Nearly everyone had some level of fear no matter how minuscule as the status quo was now torn to shreds with the death of Zeal and thousands of other heroes. The emotions she expected to feel from Hasaki weren't there. The level of anger she thought would be permeating from her class didn't exist either. Everyone was either just hurt or sad or just apathetic to the whole thing. Emiho could feel all the emotions rushing in and she wanted to be angry. That's what she wanted but just couldn't. Not even when she had been all alone to burn off all of the excess emotions could she feel angry. Emiho couldn't do it. Her mind was cluttered with questions that had no answers. What had gone wrong? Why did Enka betray them? Why did he turn to villainy? Could she have done anything to stop it?

But on the train of education continued. Thousands of people had died, and supposedly a civil war was brewing but what did their studies care about that? Even though they were gathered among their fellow classmates this school day was not typical by any means. The students had seemingly been left to their own devices and despite the school likely not wanting them to, Sasuke had convinced the students of classes 2A and 2B to gather together and watch the Hero Billboard Conference. She really had no idea why she even agreed to join. Maybe she had wanted to no longer be hiding away in her room. Maybe she just wanted everyone else's emotions to override her own faulty and failing feelings. The young hero half-heartedly watched the live stream for the most part. But for some reason, the words from the fourth pillar, Snake-Eyes, grabbed her attention. Speaking of how the next generation needed to be better. How they should all seek to be stronger than the late number one, Zeal. It caused a bud of desire and inspiration to plant itself in her being.

For so long she had been meandering and stagnating in her growth while her classmates continued to grow and become stronger. Then her mind went to Enka. He was supposed to be among that next generation. He was a villain now, and this society had no qualms about killing villains with no recompense. For some reason, the idea of him dying before answering her questions was worse than the fact that he had betrayed them in the first place. No, she needed to grow stronger. Just like Snake-Eyes had said it would be a new generation that the world needed, and as Emiho felt the levels of determination waft in from her classmates, she used it to fuel her own determination and the pieces of darkness faded from around her.

This is when Sasuke spoke up and made things worse. The way he spoke about Class A and Enka didn't sit right with her at all. But based on the emotions from him it didn't fully line up but that was typical with Sasuke. Thankfully, before she could speak her peace, Shinon spoke up putting everything Emiho had swirling in her head into much better words than she could have. Except for the detail about Keiji. She had nothing against him but it felt just wrong to her for someone else to be in Enka's place. Emiho took in a slow breath and exhaled a sad sigh visible with a slight shift of darkness around her mouth but as her other- well only best friend now, approached her she quickly shifted gears to the positive emotions. Emiho took a moment to think before looking at her friend, "I think I do know, Yuki-Chan. I'd love it if you joined."

As the rest of the second years either made their stance known based on what Sasuke said or merely brushing his comments off as casual banter, Emiho felt her own confidence grow. That was one of the many good things that came from being a student here. Some may be more like her but many had confidence in spades and that certainly tended to have an interesting effect on her. With the exuding confidence emitting from her, Emiho stood and walked towards the door before turning to Sasuke, "Kishimoto-Kun, I agree with what you said. Class A is troublesome. En-*cough* Uhm, someone from our class betrayed society as a whole. We know that better than anyone. A hero should be able to know when someone is in turmoil. I refuse to believe he was always like that. As a class, we failed as heroes. We failed this school. And we failed him whatever happened. I usually agree with what you say, but there's a major part of your decree I disagree with. If anything, what you just said would make you not fit to be a leader. A leader doesn't put down or degrade their allies. A leader doesn't blame others when they themselves could do no better. A leader has humility and the drive to make everyone around them better. Not through sharp and cutting words. But highlights their weaknesses and guides them towards being better. But nonetheless, I agree. Unless something unordinary happens you will be Student Council President. But don't expect putting people down will cause them to rise higher. Give them some charcoal and kindling to help stoke the flame in their hearts."

As soon as she finished speaking though, Emiho felt her head spin slightly as throughout her own soliloquy she had happened to use up every last bit of stored confidence in her system. She felt a rush of emotion flooding into the empty space from just beyond the door. Something outside was causing many passing students to shirk away or scurry past in fear. Emiho felt that and was very intimidated. Both by that and the fact she had just said all of that out loud in front of everyone. You know what? Screw the benefit of feeling uber-confident at this school, she had to get away. With the sparkling light fading to a crisp small shadow Emiho raced towards opening the door hoping her choice to speak didn't make anyone mad or upset. Hopefully, Shinon would still follow her. She'd explain better what she meant to her and beg for her help in apologizing. She was always much better at interacting with all these big personalities. "S-s-sorry!" And out the open door, she fled. Unfortunately, that led her right to the source of the encroaching fear from the hallway. The number four-pillar was right in front of her. Emiho felt her eyes bug out as they slowly went towards a darker shade. Opening her mouth she found no words.

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Lady Miyako Common Room.

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To say the least, things are a bit... rough.

Heidi had her arms crossed, as she watched the broadcast with an entirely straight face. Zeal, who was the number one got killed by Godfather, and Ida who was in her class snapped and killed a bunch of first years.

What a great way to start the new year, isn't it?

Many of Heidi's fellow classmates and friends were very perturbed by the events. Heidi on the other hand was outright enraged by it. How dare Ida, someone she looked up to, do this? What’s more, Zeal was defeated but... but to Heidi that just meant that they needed a better #1 Hero. Not Heidi, but maybe someone in the room.

Of course Sasuke had to come on in and stir the pot and blame her class for Ida freaking out like that. Like it was their fault that he flipped out. Now that struck a nerve in the firey girl, to say the least. While everyone was admonishing him, she thought they were being a bit too soft. She balled her fist as it heated up. Heatwaves radiated off of her before her hands burst into flames.

Fire radiated from her hair as she pointed at Sasuke and shouted,

“Sasuke, shut the hell up!” Heidi started, the fire in her hair flared up that accentuated each word. “Like you have something to say if Ida was in your class.”

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Lady Miyako Common Room.

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Phoebe was on her gaming system in the back of the room. Silently playing her game while the headmistress prattled on about what happened. Honestly Phoebe knew exactly what she was gonna say, some speech about pulling together and holding hands and sing songs. Bah! Who cares. While what Ida did was all kinds of wrong, Phoebe knew that the League of villains just wanted to sew hysteria! And that’s what they did! Cause hysteria among Japan and the rest of the hero community.

Of course Sasuke had to open his trap and piss off Class-A. While what happened to Ida could have happened to anyone in any class, a storm was coming.... and honestly Phoebe didn’t think highly of the current hero community.

Then Todoroki had to go and strike Phoebe’s nerve. She turned off her system as she said to him,

“... Like how the A-list heroes protected the people Ida killed?” She said and craned her neck at her as she went back to her system. Speaking to everyone as if they aren’t even worth eye contact, “Look if you guys wanna cover her ears and ignore the obvious, then that’s you. But if you all want protection you better learn how to do it yourself. Because you all seen what happened to Zeal, right?”

Then she played her game like nothing was important.

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The long haired boy sat in the back row, off to the far side as if to distance himself from others much as he could. He leant on his arm as the other rested on the desk, watching the conversation unfold. So it seems Sasuke's put them and everyone else up to something that was sort of a pain, as he usually does. Well not that he can fault him, there was a kind of hunger he could respect in his pursuit, perhaps rooted in being quirkless, feeling that need to prove himself. Regardless, the direction of the conversation seemed to go into some more philosophical terms.

His own answer was easy, sacrifice nothing. It's what separates a hero from a day job in his opinion. Still, he had no desire to voice this opinion. There was already a tizzy of that he had no desire to add to it. He turned his gaze away from the conversation, choosing to think about what he might do about the Hero Recruitment. In contrast to those who were from normal families, who by default felt they had to work for preferences and a high ranking agency to hire them, he knew full well how easy it was to get a prestigious agency if you were born in the right family. Though he no longer has that preferential luxury. He much preferred it this way, whether it was it felt more real, or that he felt more free.

As for the events that had befallen A Class, it was truly an unfortunate outcome. A traitor of all things was pretty bad, but a member of the Iida clan also... Such an event was abnormal to say the least, were it any average student in these classes then it would not shake things up so much, but a member of a major clan... It cast a shadow of doubt on how trustworthy those in power might be. Still, this was but a tiny chip in a gigantic vase. It would simply be the beginning, so he felt.

Pathetic

That was the only thing he could call all of… this. The rep for class B had brought them all into this room so they could watch the announcement from the Pillars, just so he could rake them over the coals afterwards? Dietrich leaned back in his seat until it creaked, eyes pointed at the ceiling as he heard yet another person add their pointless opinion to this mess; another worry, another argument, another rallying cry, another optimistic sentiment.

Pathetic.

Bickering and fighting and whining and bickering some more. The old witch was right; they had been coddled for too long if this was how they reacted to Zeal’s death, to Enka’s betrayal. Too soft, despite the power they all had and he had to admit that some of them had a lot of power; even stronger than him, in some cases. It took more than just strength to make a hero however, he heard someone say and agreed with them; strength was needed, but it also took willpower and courage, it took arrogance and vanity, it took madness and selfishness. You had to be more than everyone else. That was the only way you were going to change anything.

He closed his eyes, the ceiling replaced by darkness as he blocked out the light. Unfortunately he couldn’t close his ears as easily.

What was he willing to sacrifice? The answer was easy.

Nothing.

He wasn’t willing to sacrifice a damn thing; not one thing, not one person, not even a speck. All would be safe under his aegis and if any villain dared to try and challenge that, he’d be standing in their way and they would not move him, would not break him no matter how hard they tried. When the dust fell they would the ones crushed beneath him and they wouldn’t get a single iota away from him. Heroes didn’t lose, they couldn’t afford to, so he wouldn’t.

Anyone willing to accept any other outcome wasn’t fit to be a hero.

Most of the people in this room probably weren’t fit; so few were in the end. Enka sure as hell wasn’t, damn traitor.

People were still talking, but it was one voice in particular that caught his interest. He opened his eyes ad turned his head to see the Fourth Pillar, Snake-Eyes herself standing in the corner of the room. A pro-hero, a real one, but more than that the person who wouldn’t training him and a few others for the foreseeable future; he’d earned that spot more through his connection to Keiji than anything else, so this was the first time they were meeting in person.

“How the hell’d you get here so quickly? I thought that broadcast was live.”

Hasaki couldn't help but smile as Chinatsu took her place right by his side just like when they were back home. As he looked at the envelope that was still sealed his mind was racing trying to explain what the real reason was for sending her here, and what they meant by beneficial for him. It was probably part of some elaborate plan from the elders we were sure, old geezers sure liked to plan and pull the strings a lot. Turning his attention back to his sister however Hasaki allowed an uncharismatically large smile to appear as he spoke in a tone that was just as odd for him “Well no need to worry, you big brother is here now, and I'll protect you from all those nasty villains.” As he finished Hasaki carefully slid the envelope into the inside of his jacket before noticing the stares he and his sister were receiving from the other students who were still walking past them. The stares most likely came from seeing Hasaki who had already had a reputation in the school next to and acting so nice towards this little girl that was hanging onto him. Whatever was going through their minds however was quickly stopped when Hasaki gave a glare towards the patrons of the halls who quickly averted their gaze hoping to avoid the flame users' anger.

“Thanks for helping my sister out, I appreciate it,” Hasaki said as he turned his gaze from the other students towards Kenji was still staring at the bizarre sight before him. Hasaki paid no mind however as he looked down towards Chinatsu once again, “For the time being I guess you can stay with me until we figure out what the headmistress intends to do about your dorm. Hold on ok, don't want you getting lost in this place.” As he did, Hasaki began walking forward hands in his pockets once again as his little shadow hung tightly onto his jacket.

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(Note: A few more Pro-Heroes will show up in BlackMaiden post. That way everyone can decide where to go)