As the semi finals of the Sports Festival go underway, Izuku finds himself facing off against Iida. In a discussion before the match, Izuku explains his methodology of respect to learn better why he acts the way he does with their classmates. During the match, Iida learns of the significant gap between him and Izuku with him losing fairly quick. During this, Iida's older brother Ingenium is attacked by a man and left in a pool of his own blood, seeking medical help. The stage is now set with the final competitors facing off against each other in a one on one battle between Izuku and Izumi
Few days ago, 3rd person POV:
"No. Absolutely not." Izuku was standing in front of Nezu in his office trying to attempt an offer for him to show notable irritation. "The purpose of the Sports Festival is to show the world the student's ability to handle themselves and their abilities to use their quirks in actual situations as a way to give them a foot into the door. Not to harm people. I formally deny you using the use of weapons against anyone in a lethal manner."
"You know that out of everyone I'm technically at a disadvantage. I'm fine using a practice sword but there's at least one person I want you to allow me authorization for in combat."
The small rodent sat in his seat rubbing his temples. "I will admit, your estranged relationship with Ms. Midoriya is a difficult one, Mr. Ryugu. However, I cannot allow you to use something that can potentially harm someone to put them in a serious condition or even cause someone's death. As a teacher, it's my job to protect the students as a whole and let them grow to their best potential. And as such, I will have to deny you using a sword." Nezu gave a stern look before releasing a sigh. "But, you do have a point. Technically, you are at a disadvantage and the skills you have are predominantly from hard work without a quirk. As such, I have a solution for you. I will allow you the use of a blade if you get to the third event which was decided to be a one on one battle. If you wish to use a practice sword for the other two events, that is upon your decision as long as you fill out the proper paperwork."
"Thank you, sir." Izuku bowed with Nezu holding his paw up.
"I still have one condition. Two technically. The first is if you happen to harm someone to the point it will create serious complications with the use of your sword, you will be banned from using your sword going forward in the Festival."
"Fair trade. What's the second?"
Nezu held up a request from Izumi in hopes to use twin daggers. "I have no concern about you using lethal weapons given your own track record as well as from what you've shown in training to have at least the restraint needed. Ms. Midoriya however, is the opposite. I would've downright banned her from using her weapons, but it would look like favoritism if I did but allowed you. As such, even if the first condition is broken, I'm allowing you to use your sword in a fight against Ms. Midoriya as a way to allow her to use her weapons. If there is a question to this, I will say that you were given the authority due to your status of not having a quirk. Technically not true, but able to avoid a loop hole by Doflaminga."
Izuku gripped his fists when hearing his former adopted mother's name. "Understood sir. Thank you for your time."
Back to present
"ALRIGHT BOYS AND GIRLS! TIME FOR THE FINAL ROUND OF THE FIRST YEAR'S SPORTS FESTIVAL! ON MY LEFT, HE'S THE PRINCE OF THE RYUGU KINGDOM AND HE GOT ALL THE WAY HERE WITHOUT A QUIRK! CLASS A'S IZUKU RYUGU!" Izuku walked out with his eyes shut and a stoic look on his face before opening them to see Izumi walk through on the other side. "AND ON MY RIGHT, SHE'S THE DAUGHTER OF THE HEAVENLY DEVIL HERSELF AND THE PRINCESS OF DRESSROSA! CLASS B'S IZUMI MIDORIYA!"
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Son of Neptune
FanfictionBorn as a human with the heart of a fishman, Izuku has lived his life dreaming of a day where he can enact his adopted mother's wish to bring the residents of Fishman Island to the surface and live among the humans. However, his own heart holds him...