Saiki felt that something was not right when he went to school today. Although there was no bad precognition, his sixth sense told him that something would be happening today.
So he went out earlier than usual, trying to avoid the troubles he might have.
When he arrived at UA's gate, Saiki saw a bustling crowd blocking the entrance, looking alertly at every passing person, catching innocent students with high speed from time to time, energetically interviewing them.
Finding that things are not simple, Saiki had already turned invisible before approaching. But after learning from these strange people's voices that everything was because of the national idol All Might, he lost interest, dangled past the heads of hungry journalists smoothly, and arrived at the school smoothly.
Saiki was the first to arrive in the classroom. After him, the other students came one after another, looking like they were ruthlessly attacked, even Mr. Aizawa was a few minutes late.
[In a sense, it's a profession that defeats heroes, the journalists.]
"Sorry about the late notice, but there will be something I have to do in this class ..." Aizawa opened his sleepy eyes and slammed the lecture notes on the table.
[! Is it another special test!?]
[Nooo, is it another test again...]
[Please don't tell me he will say that last place will be expelled or something...]
Based on the absolute coercion established by Aizawa's first class, none of the classmates spoke out loud, but only Saiki knew that their hearts were never calm, he could sadly hear all their howling and mourning.
"Today, a class representative is to be selected!" He said with a very serious voice.
Everyone: ...
"It's actually a normal school activity !!"
"I recommend myself!"
"I want to be the class rep too!"
"--And I!"
After a moment of speechlessness, everyone actively participated in this activity and all of them were eager to try, looking at Aizawa with expectantly, hoping to become the representative of Class 1-A of the hero course and start their bright heroic career.
[As long as it's not me, I don't really care.]
Except for one person.
Saiki has always been far away from such troublesome positions every day, so when everyone is noisy asking for the position, it is only he who sits quietly in the seat and reduces his daily presence.
In the end, there was no way to select a class rep like this, so Iida stood up and proposed that everyone should vote anonymously, because in this kind of time where no one is not familiar with everyone, the people who get more votes will be more valuable, so this plan has everyone agree.
[Vote? I should just put a random name to get this over with.]
Saiki took a pen out and wrote the name of Midoriya on it. When he was about to hand it in. He suddenly paused.
[No, don't even mention the whole class, Midoriya can't even take care of Bakugou alone.]
With the foresight to foresee the future of Midoriya becoming the class rep and looking for himself for help every day, Saiki solemnly crossed out his name.
Bakugou is also not a good choice. If it is the leader of a gang, he is quite suitable. Every day, he takes a group of younger brothers to find people to fight with.
[Then, the remaining students are Tsuyu Asui, Mashirao Ojiro, ...] I feel like they are all people who can't control the whole class.
Thinking, his eyes suddenly glanced at the table on his front.
Regular short straight hair, square black frame glasses, stern expression, serious attitude to the rules, dares to criticize Bakugou and Tokoyami ...
[It's a textbook-like image of a class rep. It's you, Tenya Iida.]
Written with the name of Iida, Saiki handed over the note.
After counting the number of votes of each student, Midoriya has 3 votes, Yaoyorozu has 2 votes so they are class representative and deputy class representative respectively, other students basically voted for themselves and a few voted for others.
Midoriya didn't expect that the class rep would be himself, he stood in front of the class while trembling and couldn't speak smoothly. Yaoyorozu found it somewhat unacceptable that she actually lost to the seemingly inefficient Midoriya.
[Iida obviously wanted to be a class rep, but he didn't vote for himself?]
Saiki silently looked at Iida in the front row, who was moved to tears when someone voted for him.
[He really is a fool.]
After the class rep was confirmed, Aizawa finally moved out of his big yellow sleeping bag and lazily announced the lesson was over and then could not wait to shrink back into his beloved sleeping bag.
"Saiki-san--"Midoriya turned to invite Saiki to lunch in the cafeteria. "Huh? He's gone ..." His schoolbag was still on his table, but the pink-haired boy who was supposed to be sitting there was missing.
[Although it's rude to leave without saying goodbye] Saiki is sitting behind a small bush with a lunch box, [but today's dessert after dinner is a deluxe version of coffee jelly and it's important to be able to enjoy it without interruption !]
This is the greenbelt of the UA campus. There are many plants, which are usually taken care of by students in the support department. Some can also be used as raw materials for equipment production.
But at the same time, because of the mysterious atmosphere and complex design, it is also known as a couple's holy place. It is rumored that as long as the two people walk along here hand in hand at 12 o'clock at night, then the person with you will be the love of your life.
[Well, it's just a cliché that every school has.]
Saiki opened the lunch box his mother carefully prepared and picked up a small tomato to eat first.
[But ...] Saiki glanced at the grass.
[Although it is invisible, there is indeed something here.]
Because of the bad hunch in the morning and the existence of something unknown here, Saiki quickly resolved his lunch and opened the packaging of the deluxe coffee jelly.
[You can smell the decay of metal.]
Removing the lid and setting it aside, Saiki took out the spoon to prepare for the dream of the day.
"Ringgg--- !!!" A loud alarm sounded through the quiet campus.
Saiki, who was unprepared, was startled by the alarm and shook his hand. The coffee jelly fell vertically following gravity.
! ! !
His pupils contracted sharply and a terrified expression appeared on Saiki's face.
0.1 seconds.
The coffee jelly completely fell from Saiki's hands.
0.4 seconds.
The coffee jelly is 1 meter above the ground.
0.6 seconds.
The coffee jelly is 0.5 meters above the ground.
0.8 seconds.
The coffee jelly is 0.1 meters above the ground.
1 second.
'Ahhhh. '
Saiki was lying on the lawn, chewing the coffee jelly that was just caught in his mouth and was filled with happiness.
[Yare yare, it was a thrilling event.]
Standing up, Saiki patted his chest, feeling that his heart was faster by 0.1 seconds.
[This is what I bought after I saved a month of pocket money and struggled with it for 7 days before finally making up my mind to by the luxury jelly.]
His eyes became cross-eyed as he searched for the culprit.
[Let me see who will bear the anger of my superpowers.]
After visiting the campus for a week, Saiki quickly found the particularly lively front door.
[Is it you guys again?]
Teleporting to the woods near where the incident occurred, Saiki secretly observed this group of reporters who didn't give up.
"Just one question, please ..."
"Where is All Might? Can you please say something? ..."
Aizawa and Present Mic helplessly stood in front of the press and did not allow them to go any further.
"They are already illegally invading, can I use my quirk to get them out?" Present Mic asked Aizawa in a low voice.
"... If you don't want to make a headline tomorrow, don't do it." Aizawa responded as he faced the reporters with a smile, squeezing this sentence from the teeth.
"What a pity ..." Present Mic held his head in disappointment.
They seem to have discovered that the two heroes wouldn't do anything to themselves. So the reporters were even more energetic. They had to get closer to the two. The powerful microphone was almost poked into Aizawa's mouth.
"... I can't stand it anymore." A vein was about to burst on Aizawa's head.
"... Me too." Present Mic desperately resisted the microphone that poked his nose.
Just when the two teachers were about to reach the critical point of the outbreak, the raging group of reporters backed off more than ten meters, all the way to the beginning of the security gate.
"...?"
It's not just the two heroes who are stunned, but even the reporters who ran outside the gate of UA didn't know what was happening, their faces were confused.
'Mr. Aizawa, it's me.' Saiki used his telepathy to talk to Aizawa, ' Don't worry, they can no longer take a step into UA. '
[It really is a very convenient ability.]
Aizawa sighed in relief that as he no longer had to cope with this group of journalists with abnormal brains.
"Thanks." Knowing that Saiki could hear it, Aizawa thanked him lazily.
"... You're welcome?" Present Mic was flattered.
"..."
Soon, the policeman who came to the police came to UA Gate, dismissed the unscrupulous reporters who were still trapped at the gate.
These reporters did not give up when they were leaving, they wanted to rush into UA's campus, clearly, there was nothing in front of them, but they just couldn't step into the school.
"Is it a new protective measure? ..." muttering this, although the reporters were not satisfied, they could only return empty-handed.
Finally, the entrance returned to its quiet state. It seemed to be the same as usual, except for the school gate, now, it turned into tattered wreckage.
Principal Nezu held a meeting with some teachers, standing in front of the school gate.
"... UA's defense cannot be broken so easily." Cementoss throat was a little dry.
"Those stupid journalists are nothing but decoys." Midnight clenched her little leather whip, her eyes sharp.
"... Someone is declaring war to UA." Principal Nezu whispered.
Suddenly his ear moved and he turned his head to the other teachers, "You go back first Aizawa and I will look at it again."
Some teachers were puzzled by the principal's sudden command but left without hesitation
"Can you come out, Saiki-kun?" Principal Nezu said while smile in the direction of the woods.
Saiki came out slowly, holding a piece of paper in his hand.
'I can probably find out who did it. '
Saiki would not have participated in such troublesome things, but he almost lost his coffee jelly back then and now he would not stop until he found the culprit so that he can avenge his coffee jelly.
Principal Nezu and Aizawa exchanged glances, then nodded and signaled Saiki to go on.
Saiki walked to the wreckage of the school gate, took off the transparent gloves that had been sealing his ability, and gently touched it.
'Psychometry!'
Everything that happened a few minutes ago flashed in Saiki's mind like a movie. The numerous pictures made him frown and distinguish the traces of the culprit from a large amount of useless information.
'Found it.' Opening his eyes, Saiki put on his gloves again.
"... Did you find the person who broke the school gate?" Aizawa asked.
Nodding, Saiki took out the piece of paper and used Thoughtography.
'It's this person. '
Principal Nezu took the paper on which the image was printed and then froze.
Aizawa also looked at it.
The picture like a printing shows a young boy with light blue short hair that is probably malnourished so it is a bit white. And the face is a little haggard, or rather, it can be said that the face looks like the one of an addict who has been addicted for many years. He was wearing a dark hoodie, touching the school gate with one hand, the touched area turned a little gray ...
"This person is still a child ..." Principal Nezu sighed.
Aizawa snorted and said, "The look in his eyes is not something that a simple teenager should have."
The cold bloody pupils were full of nervous excitement and the teenager's chapped lips pulled a twisted smile in the photo.