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Chapter 58: All Hands on Deck! Class 1-A

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Third-Person POV

"So your Quirk is Demon, huh?" Iida muttered, adjusting his glasses. The entire class had just finished being briefed. Midoriya had explained everything about Y/n's Quirk, its risks, and the reason he avoided using it from the beginning.

Kirishima leaned closer, gently holding Y/n's forearm. "Dude... your arm really regenerated. Like actually regenerated. That's so manly but also kinda terrifying."

Y/n looked at him.

"Careful Kirishima."

"Huh?"

Y/n wiggled his fingers, inspecting his arm as if thinking deeply.

"Sometimes... if someone touches the wrong spot. This whole thing just pops right off again." He tapped his own forearm lightly.

Kirishima went pale. "P–Pops off?! Like Lego?!"

Y/n shrugged casually. "Mm. Could happen any second. Try touching it again. Maybe you'll get lucky."

"S-SERIOUSLY?!" Kirishima screamed internally.

Kaminari burst out laughing. "Bro, his face- Kirishima you look traumatized!!"

"Relax, he's messing with you." Jiro snorted.

"Y/n! You can't just-" Kirishima clutched his own arm like it was next in line. "Dude, NOT manly!!"

Y/n cracked a small smirk. "Then don't poke my arm next time."

Kirishima nearly collapsed. The class snickered. Kaminari almost fell off the couch from laughing.

Sero leaned forward. "So that leaves two, right? Uppermoon One and the Muzan guy?"

"Yeah." Y/n's eyes hardened. "Uppermoon One and Kibutsuji Muzan. Douma pushed me to the limit. If I want to stand a chance... I need to get a lot stronger."

His hand tightened unconsciously.

He remembered Akaza's words. The Uppermoon One killed his father. The last demon slayer the world thought existed. A wound deeper than any scar.

While the rest of Class 1-A continued talking, Midoriya and Bakugou quietly exchanged a worried glance.

Bakugou muttered, "He barely managed to shut that Quirk off. Damn idiot almost lost it."

Midoriya nodded anxiously. "Y-Yeah... If he stayed transformed even a second longer, he might've-"

"Lost control?" Todoroki finished, appearing beside them. His tone was steady but his eyes weren't. "If that happens... Aizawa-sensei will erase it."

Midoriya lowered his head. "But Aizawa-sensei can't be there every time."

His eyes drifted to Y/n still pretending he wasn't trembling just a little.

And a quiet fear settled over them.

What if next time... no one was able to bring him back.

Aizawa enters the classroom, "Hey, the bell rang a long time-" he was taken aback by the fact that everyone is properly seated before being asked. "All right."

Y/n let out a small smile, he misses this moment where he feels like a student again with his classmates.

"You need to stop playing around and be more aware of who you are. Even though you only have provisional licenses, don't forget that you have been gicen the certification and responsibility to act as heroes in an official capacity.