BNHA: Martial Arts God

CHAPTER 37

Time flies quickly, and rumors quicker as he was in quite a pickle currently.

"Give me your lunch money, Quirkless!"

Said a student that was about a year older than him, about 14 years old since he had never seen him before in his year before.

They were at the back of the school currently, with a bunch of guys that unfortunately looked like gang members, with the largest one holding Go-Ru's collar currently, even though he was still on the ground since he was taller than the large kid in front of him.

'Well, I guess it was about time someone ratted my Quirkless information out to be a potential bread carrier for the gang. Though it did take a month for them to isolate me.'

He thought as he had made sure to never be alone without being near a teacher since he'd predicted that this would happen. He had honestly thought that he'd be ganged up on in the first week of school, like getting pulled over once school ended, but that never happened.

Guess some of the top executives of the gang were quite stupid, huh?

"You deaf or something? Bring out your fucking wallet or else you'll get it!"

Pushing his glasses up, he raised his arms up as he tried to cool the situation down.

"Now now, I think there's a misunderstanding — "

WHOOSH!

Before he could finish his sentence, he immediately tilted his head to dodge a punch right his way. Annoyed, the bully continued to swing his fist as Go-Ru dodged everything with just one motion of his head before kicking the bully's legs, sending him to the ground.

Patting the crease of his collar, he looked at the gang members that were on their feet with either their Quirks active or weapons in their hands such as a bat, a metal ruler, and so onwards.

"Now, as much as I'd like to entertain you people, the teachers have called me for a problem with my contact details, so I will be on my way."

He said coldly as he started walking back to the school building before sidestepping with a sigh to dodge an overhead bat swing. Frustrated, he took off his glasses and placed them into the uniform's breast pocket before loosening his tie.

"... Let's just get this over with."

"Where did you go?"

Jiro asked as she leaned forward, her head on her palm as Go-Ru sat on his chair with a sigh. It was almost the end of lunchtime and he hadn't even eaten yet due to some... technical difficulties.

"Sensei wanted some extra information about my home, it's nothing that important."

He told her as he took out the bento box that Buba made (Surprisingly, Buba and his clones could cook a mean Yakiniku Don) and started eating with chopsticks as Jiro squinted her eyes before asking.

"Hmm... Hey, why aren't you wearing your glasses?"

Blinking, he patted his breast pocket and felt the frame of his glasses in there before taking them out, staring at them as if they killed his dog.

"Huh, must have forgotten to wear them again."

He muttered in a betrayed tone before placing them back on his face. Jiro just stared at her sometimes confusing yet funny friend before grinning with a teasing look.

"Tsk tsk tsk, not that bright now aren't you, Dan? Forgetting your glasses and all that."

"Oh shut it."