Given Lorken's instructions regarding Mizumi's phone, it was clear that she wasn't going to get what she wanted. In all honesty, Mizumi had already considered such a possibility, but was just hoping that she'd be able to avoid it.
"Well, fuck me."With a deep sigh, she approached Lorken and hesitantly reached out towards his extended hand. It took a few seconds before Mizumi could completely let go, but she eventually handed over her phone. Her attempt at weaseling her way out of Lorken's test wasn't going all too well. What gave it away? Well, a handgun was pulled out and those things usually meant something bad was going to happen. At least, most of the time.
Mizumi was immediately filled with shock as her eyes widened in surprise. Instinctively, she winced and haphazardly raised both her arms in an attempt to protect herself.
"What the fuck Izu?! That's not gonna help you!"The sound of a gunshot echoed throughout the gymnasium, and Mizumi just expected the worse. However, instead of a deep, searing pain - which what she assumed a bullet digging through one's flesh would feel like - she was doused with a shower of water.
"Huh?" Looking up, Mizumi noticed the sprinkler over her that had just gone off.
"...oh, that's what he was aiming for." Her expression turned flat as she faced Lorken. She realized how embarrassing and stupid she must've have looked.
"Of course he wouldn't shoot a student." Mizumi said to herself as she gently hit herself on the temple with a closed fist.
"I trust you have no more complaints. Absorb as much as you are comfortable with and when you are ready, Ms. Atsumeru."Another long sigh escaped her mouth as she stared at the droplets of water than came crashing towards her body. It was flashback time.
It was a quiet summer afternoon and the heat had made Mizumi, who was three years-old at the time, a bit restless. Wanting to cool her down, both her parents, decided to give her a bath. Filling the tub halfway through, Mizumi was slowly dipped into the lukewarm water. It took them some time to realize, but given the almost empty bathtub and their daughter who had grown just over a feet in size, Mizumi's quirk had finally appeared. After a good cuddle, Mizumi's father managed to squeeze everyone ounce of water out of her.
It was a joyous day for the retired couple, but for their daughter, it just marked the her introduction to the super-powered world.
Mizumi disliked her quirk; it was a hassle of an ability and it significantly influenced how she lived her life. Aside from how much her physique changes when exposed to an ample amount of water, showers and baths had turned into daily struggles. Whether it was with family or friends, trips to the beach, local pool, or water parks were never occasions she could truly enjoy at all; And during the rainy seasons, Mizumi had no choice but to stay in doors. Eventually, due to how troublesome her quirk was to deal with, Mizumi decided to just live life as simple as she could, away from her peers and isolated within the confines of her room; it was much easier that way. Unfortunately, this way of living far from being acceptable for the only child of two retired heroes. Mizumi had little to no choice but to look for another approach on how to handle her ability. For now, following in the footsteps of her parents was her only option. It was either that or a life in the countryside, so she just had to give it a shot.
Probably just under a minute had passed since the sprinkler went off with Mizumi idly taking on as much water as she could. Her body gradually grew larger and bulkier as more water was being absorbed. Approximately, her body had taken in around twenty gallons of water. Mizumi now appeared extremely tall and muscular, standing somewhere around seven feet in height and weighing close to three hundred pounds. Mizumi couldn't help but take a look at the changes that her body had underwent; she couldn't remember the last time she took in this much water.
Her pants appeared worn out and torn, the hems now located just below her knees. Her hoodie had stretched out, with one sleeve ripped and the other falling off. Her feet were now too large for both her shoes and socks, both ended up in tatters and completely unusable.
Mizumi was incredibly disappointed with what had happened to her clothes, but knew that there was nothing she could do about it anymore. Her shoulders dropped and arms dangled downwards for a moment as she simply let out a sigh.
"This was my favorite." Mizumi whispered to herself as she took one last look at her destroyed hoodie.
Turning her gaze towards Lorken, who was quietly just staring at her, Mizumi decided to give him what he was asking for. She was in no way a fighter and had little experience when it came to actual physical confrontations. But given her massive physique, Mizumi felt a bit more confident in her capabilities. The first few steps that she took seemed unstable, but as she picked up the pace, she easily adjusted to her new body.
Because of how heavy she was, each of her steps created loud thumps as she quickly charged towards Lorken. Shoulder first and without the slightest hint of uncertainty, Mizumi was hoping to give Lorken a tackle that he wouldn't forget.