My Hellsing Academia (EN)

Festival and Gentle

Well, I wanted to post this chapter on Christmas, but I was busy with house chores and some things at university. I hope you like it, also, since now, I'll be giving more protagonsim to other characters.

A week later, class 1-A resumed classes and Izuku and Himiko returned to U.A's dorms. It was Monday morning and both were relaxed because Izuku could just teleport them to class.

"It's a shame Eri can't be with us in the dorms," Toga said, she was laying on her side of the bed she shared with Izuku. She was a bit bored and missed the little albino.

"I also miss her, but she's with Alucard and Seras, besides, she can visit us sometimes," the vampire smiled, turning to look at his girlfriend. He was in his desk, polishing his guns and checking he had enough ammo, not long ago he got the idea of having multiple types; from rubber bullets to anti-tank ones. "I'm just worried of two things, Alucard managing to turn her into a sadist, and our classmates being stronger, I'm starting to get bored of being so powerful," he said, arrogant.

"Izu, you are forgetting I'm as strong as you," the blonde complained.

"Nope, I'm a vampire for longer than you, I'm more powerful"

"And who is a direct descendant of the No Life King?" The vampire girl said sarcastic while smiling and showing her fangs.

"No comments, Himiko."

After the conversation, Deku teleported both to their class, just as Shota Aizawa was going inside.

"Hiiiiiii," said both vampires at the same time when they fell out of the portal in the ceiling, scaring their teacher in the process.

"Why can't you be normal" Aizawa said, holding his chest and try to calm his heart down. "I almost had a heart attack."

"Teach, Bakugou is a reusable bomber and Kirishima takes the meaning of 'hard as a rock' a step further. I think we are the most normal here"

"Says the overgrown OP bat," Katsuki said, he was at his seat with his feet on the table.

"Bakugou, again?!" Iida shouted with his usual hand movements.

"I already told you I don't give a shit about your opinion, four eyes!"

"You don't give a shit about all of our opinions," Shoto whispered from his seat.

I don't know if I should cry or laugh, Aizawa thought.

Laugh, Mr. Aizawa, you'll live longer, Izuku mocked him in his thoughts.

Now I think, crying is a good idea.

Do you want a handkerchief?, Himiko asked.

"Silence," the teacher said, as inexpressive as always.

Then a squeal coming from the pink girl known as Mina made echo in the now silent class.

"Ashido, you better have a good reason to-"

"Teach, who's the (un)fortunate girl?" Mina pointed at the teacher's left ring finger, barely containing another squeal

Dammit, it had to be her the one to notice it, Aizawa was nervous on the inside, but he remained stoic.

"What are you talking about Ashido?" Shota said not moving from where he stood.

"Monsieur Aizawa, that ring shines almost as much as I do," said Yuga Aoyama, the sparkles boy.

"None of your business, now shut up, we're gonna go to the gym Cementoss made and you'll show me the progress you made while in your internships with heroes."