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Nashi doesn't know what happened...One moment she is in Fiore...And another she wakes up in this new world called Earth...where they call magic as "quirks"
With no idea how she ended up here, Nashi decides to enroll in UA High...
'Okay. For today's basic hero training, All might, myself and another will supervise class today', Aizawa told the class.
Oh, so it's a special class?
I did not expect much from the Hero training. Uncle Z told it would be like training for various situations, like disaster relief, spying blah blah blah. I did real jobs back at home where chances of survival are the least. Once I almost got my head chopped off (The client was a mayor whose town was been terrorised by bandits with huge axes).
But when Uraraka told me about the last class, where the class was divided into hero and villain teams...Suddenly the school seemed like a happy place for any member of the guild.
'What is today's class about?'
'Preparing you for disaster relief, from fires to flood. It is rescue training.'
Forget what I said now.
Some students were excited. Chatter. 'Hey, I am not done yet. Since some of your costumes are ill-suited for this activity, It is up to you to choose whether to wear it or not.'
Forget it Droopy-eyes. If my costume has a live grenade or a blood-splattered axe, I am still gonna wear it.
I did not listen to him anymore, which was clearly the biggest mistake of my life.
'Hold on !! We are going by bus?'
'Yes, Nashi-san. Didn't you hear Aizawa sensei say the training site is in an isolated place?'
I started shaking my head so hard that the others looked at me weird. Who cares?! I rather run 20 km than get into that death trap.
My attempt to run was ruined when Droopy eyes' scarf grabbed me. Dimly, I heard Iida going into 'full representative' mode, but I was too busy struggling to get out and avoid the vehicle.
One foot in...I am dead.
Uraraka's POV
Nashi-san has been gagging and groaning ever since our departure. I am really worried.
Her hero costume looked so nice. She was also very happy to get a scarf (something about her most prized possession? IDK)...that was until she saw the bus.
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(I drew this bit a while ago... I didn't find a picture that looked okay for Nashi. I tried to do something about the watercolour...but well...ON TO THE STORY)
I looked at the scarfed, pink-headed girl who was a gagging mess.
'Nashi san, When you told something about side effects to your quirk...Did you mean-'
'Motion Sickness. ', She managed to talk. 'I can't ride any mode of transportation without being in living hell.'
'There is no need to exaggerate. Look, I can almost see our destination.'
