𝐈𝐗 ☔︎︎ 𝐁𝗼𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬

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-Battle Training Grounds,
Third Person POV-

Fusako quietly pouted upon seeing she wouldn't be paired with her one and only friend. "Well this is annoying. I wanted to be teamed up with you, not some random student."

Her friend in question looked over at the lot that she drew, "Hmm, agreed. But it's no matter in the end. Regardless of who you're teammates with, I'm more than positive you'll win."

Ignoring his attempt at a kind and positive comment, she put a hand under her chin in thought. "Perhaps I could bribe All Might to change the groups around..."

Dark shadow peaked out of Tokoyami's cloak with a dig in mind, "Hah! That's a great idea but uh– with what money Fusa?" He smirked.

This of course led to another instance of Fusako revoking Dark Shadow's nick-name privileges. He kept trying to get her to answer him, but since he wasn't referring to her as 'Miss Tomiko' she pretended she didn't hear.

But after a few times of him begging, sure enough Fusako heard what she wanted.

"Uh, you're Tomiko, right?"

"What's that supposed to mean you simple minded shado–" She turned around, and paused for a second, "Oh. Sorry I thought you were Dark Shadow. But yes that's me, you're Mister Ojiro right?"

She had her mask on so the poor guy could only hope he asked the right classmate. He quietly sighed in relief before speaking up.

"Ah yep that's me! So, I was just wondering if you wanted to come up with any kind of strategy or something." He shrugged.

The girl thought for a second, they'd be going against the number two hero's son. Not to mention someone who could tell their every move with his toph-level hearing.

She glanced over at Tokoyami who just shrugged, signaling that it wouldn't be a bad idea.

"Yes that sounds wise. We can use one of the break rooms to discuss while the others go before us."

After that, Fusako bid a temporary farewell to her one-and-half closest friends. Seeing as they were already in the monitor room, the waiting room was just outside the hallway to the right.

Once Fusako closed the door behind Ojiro, she smirked, with the latter being none the wiser.

She tilted her head a bit with her fingertips pressed together, "Now then, I have a plan."

-Ten Minutes Later, Fusako's POV-

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-Ten Minutes Later, Fusako's POV-

I'm still surprised that went as fast as it did. It was only five minutes of planning and we were still able to catch the tail end of the first fight.

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