Why Did Recovery Girl Heal Deku Again
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Shoto felt numb. Not that he ever allow himself feel much to begin with, only everything just seemed so out of focus and the crowds were quieter than they should have been. How had he lost?
"Um, Todoroki?" Momo put a mitt on his shoulder and it was all that Shoto could do not to flinch. "Are you ok?"
"I'll be fine." Shoto said firmly. He had to be fine. If he were to show annihilation but the utmost composure on boob tube, Endeavour's punishment would probably be fifty-fifty worse. Not that he was looking forward to the increased training that would undoubtedly follow his failure, but...he'd endured this much. He could handle a piddling more if information technology meant rising to the top without his power. "I repent for losing our points."
"Information technology's not…" Momo hesitated. "I mean, yep, that'due south very unfortunate and I'yard not happy about losing either, only that's not what I was asking. Um, practise you need to see Recovery Daughter?"
Shouto turned to her, slightly raising an countenance, "Why would I demand to see Recovery Girl?"
"Um…" Momo hesitated. "The burns?"
Shouto's eyes widened slightly in daze. He'd merely activated his fire for a divide second out of instinct before he'd realized what he was doing and snuffed them out, simply that shouldn't take been nigh enough to burn him especially
"It'southward just that with what Bakugo pulled with Ashido's acid, a lot of u.s.a. have chemical burns, and so we're all going together!" Momo explained. "Those tape grenades kinda exploded everywhere, yous know? We're just lucky that Ashido didn't brand the acid potent enough to do whatsoever existent damage."
"Oh." Shouto looked down at himself, noticing for the first time that there were holes burned into his uniform from where Ashido'south acid had splattered over the field as it barbarous. Sure enough, there were a few small burns trailing along his artillery, but the pain wasn't annihilation more than what he was used to from his normal training. "I hadn't noticed."
"Understandable!" Iida joined the conversation, arms already swinging as he spoke. "The adrenaline in our systems was more than than plenty to keep u.s. from noticing until the game was over too! However, I believe that it is best to get these wounds, even so minor they may be, taken care of quickly so we tin can focus on learning from the next rounds!"
Shouto thought about that for a moment. On the one hand, his male parent would consider going to the nurse for something so minor every bit a sign of weakness, but on the other...even if Endeavor managed to shove his way back into the student areas, he wouldn't practise anything to crusade a scene if there were other people around. If just he'd used his fire…
Shouto stomped downwardly on that idea the moment information technology popped into his caput. No. He wouldn't become like that bounder past using his power. In fact...Shouto forced himself to take a jiff and almost smiled as a thought occurred to him. His father had failed too. He'd failed to become number 1. Losing here just meant that he was better at declining than his father could always be.
He hoped the bastard enjoyed what he'd created.
Izuku grinned at Mei and Shinso as Midnight cracked her whip to draw their attention to the screen where the brackets were laid out. They all had bandages covering diverse parts of their arms and faces from the cavalry boxing, since Recovery Daughter had insisted on merely healing the worst of the damage then they wouldn't be also wearied to exercise well in the remainder of the festival. Izuku had fifty-fifty managed to get her autograph, even though Mei and Hitoshi hadn't stopped teasing him most geeking out over the school nurse. It was so weird having a friendship that included teasing that wasn't intended to injure similar the bullying he'd grown upward with.
Izuku still couldn't believe they had really done it! They'd gotten Shinso into the one on one rounds, which meant that they were 1 footstep closer to getting him into the hero course. All the grooming they'd washed was paying off and they were now in the perfect state of affairs for Hitoshi to really prove the teachers that he deserved that spot!
Anybody was silent for a moment as they looked at the lineup.
"I'one thousand fighting Pony Tsunatori…" Hitoshi muttered quietly… "She was on the squad we took control of, right?"
"Yep!" Izuku said happily. "That'll exist an interesting match. She'south an exchange student, so the language bulwark might make using your quirk more interesting. Nosotros haven't experimented with other languages nevertheless, have nosotros?"
"Nope!" Mei piped upwardly. "Merely if worse comes to worst, he tin e'er use my babies!"
"Wonderful." Hitoshi grumbled. "Who accept yous got, Midoriya?"
Midoriya started as he of a sudden realized that he was going onto the one on 1 fights also. Somehow, he'd been so focused on getting Hitoshi into the third circular that he'd completely forgotten that beingness on the same team meant that he'd made information technology every bit well. He aimlessly searched the screen for his name, crossing his fingers that he wouldn't accept to confront Katsuki correct off the bat.
"Umm, where…? Mina Ashido! Acid quirk" Izuku grimaced. "At least it won't be boiling this time…"
"Yeah, that sucked!" Mei said, tugging at ane of the bandages on her arm. "Izu-kun! What's Monoma's quirk once more?"
"Oh, his is a lot of fun!" Izuku grinned. "He has a re-create quirk. I recollect he can copy upward to iii people'southward quirks at the same time? There's really no way to know who's quirks he'southward copied until you fight him though."
"Perfect!" Mei's eyes narrowed in on Monoma from across the crowd. "He'll be the perfect demonstration of how adaptable my babies are!!!"
"I don't know whether to pity him or just laugh." Hitoshi said, amused. "Oof, Uraraka's strong, right?"
"Yeah, she really is!" Izuku answered. "Why?"
"Because you better hope she wins her fight." Hitoshi pointed at the brackets. "Otherwise you lot're going to exist upwards against Bakugo in the next round."
Izuku gulped and glanced over to where Katsuki was surrounded by his team from the cavalry battle. Kirishima was patting him on the back, but Izuku could experience his anger from all the style across the field. Katsuki had ever been the best, ever since Izuku could remember, and then it must be eating at him that he hadn't gotten start in either of the kickoff two rounds and information technology must injure even worse that he was beaten by Izuku of all people. He wanted to feel guilty about that. Years of continuing in Katsuki'due south shadow had primed him to believe that if he wasn't helping his best friend, being a stepping stone on his way to greatness, then he was nothing. If he wasn't helping Katsuki be the best, then he really was the useless deku that everyone told him that he was.
But things had changed since center school. For 1, Izuku had found a new dream that didn't have anything to do with Katsuki and for another he knew what real friendship was like at present. Friendship was comparing notebooks to figure out why Mei's latest experiment kept exploding. It was ganging up on Hitoshi to brand him laugh when he hadn't gotten plenty sleep the night before. It was curling up under a fluffy blanket after a villain attack.
Information technology was winning the beginning two rounds of the sports festival when he didn't take to, just to make sure his friend made it to the third circular.
"Don't worry." Izuku assured his friends. "Katsuki may be strong, but nosotros're not friends anymore. He's lost the correct to injure me."
"So...uh...did y'all e'er figure out how that gen-ed's kid quirk worked?" Ojiro asked Tokoyami. "You might accept to fight him again, you lot know."
"I am aware." Tokoyami answered. "Simply offset I will have to beat a beau agent of darkness."
"...ok?" Ojiro looked at him strangely, but Tokoyami was more focused on his adjacent fight and on ignoring Todoroki, who was heart-searching in i of the upper rows of their section of the stands. If he was being completely honest, he hadn't expected his team's last minute strategy to come to annihilation. He and his teammates had been fully prepared to cover the dark void of empty failure when the buzzer rang, just somehow they had managed to pull through. Tokoyami couldn't terminate wondering, yet, why Todoroki had refused to use his burn down. Information technology had been obvious in that moment that Dark Shadow was weak to his left side and yet Todoroki had permit him win. In that location must be some night reason for his refusal, simply Tokoyami wasn't one to reveal others' inner darknesses to the globe.
But possibly revealing information technology to a certain analyst who seemed determined to help their class wouldn't be the end of the globe. Perhaps he should talk to Aizawa well-nigh peering through the shadows to implore the assistance of the mysterious Cheat Code?
"It is of no importance." Tokoyami said finally. "Dark Shadow and I will be victorious."
"I just hope the purple kid doesn't start singing again." Dark Shadow shuddered. "I think that was creepier than existence brainwashed."
"Singing?" Aoyama looked at them curiously. "Why would the monsieur sing in the center of a fight? He doesn't seem nearly gorgeous enough to pull it off!"
"I think it had something to do with his quirk activation." Kamakiri leaned over the wall dividing 1A and 1B. "Sorry to eavesdrop, but it's a tournament, so I might have to fight him once again likewise. It was only later he started singing that he took control of us."
"Just he didn't sing to me!" Dark Shadow complained.
"You did hear him sing, though." Tokoyami said. "Maybe the best strategy would be to comprehend 1'southward ears to prevent themselves from being pulled under by the siren's vocal."
"What the heck are yous guys talking almost?" Mineta yelled. He had an ugly purple black eye that Recover Girl had apparently refused to heal. "That purple guy doesn't sing! And covering your ears won't do shit! He takes command of you lot though punching you!"
"He just punched you because you were beingness rude, Mineta." Tsu pointed out bluntly. "He takes control of you through physical contact. He never made contact with me, and then my caput was clear the whole fourth dimension, just I'thou pretty sure he touched Shoji when he was going after you."
Everyone turned to look at Shoji, who gave a dignified nod. Tokoyami was starting to become more confused the more than people spoke upwardly, "But...I never touched him, at least not before he and his agents of chaos possessed my squad."
"You're all idiots." Monoma said. "It's obviously eye contact."
"You didn't fifty-fifty fight him, Monoma, so pipe downwards!" Kendo slapped him over the head and shrunk her mitt as she appeared over the wall.
"I think he's got kinda a sphinx quirk or something." She suggested. "He got us by giving us riddles. When nosotros couldn't figure out the answer rapidly enough, he took control."
"I promise it is not that." Pony jumped upwardly and landed on the wall. "I have difficulty with riddles in my first linguistic communication, I won't have no hope in my 2nd!"
"Is his quirk truly that difficult to parse out?" Yaoyorozu piped upwards. Most of the course had joined the conversation by this point, understandably. "Surely the activation requirements must be obvious by now if he'south fought and so many of you."
Tokoyami sighed. "He is a mystery wrapped within an enigma."
"He'south a weirdo, that's what he is." Nighttime Shadow grumbled. "Come on Fumikage, I want french fries."
Source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25069339/chapters/71416644
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