CHAPTER 62

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At the end of the last class, Gohru just sighed at the finale of the class. Math was always his strong subject, but all the differentiation and integration had been grating his brain up and down.

He hated calculus so much.

The teacher, Ectoplasm-sensei left once the class finished, but not before giving homework.

"Self-Practices 2.1 to 2.5 by the end of this week. I'll see you all tomorrow."

After hearing the satisfying sound of his neck cracking, he stretched his back before keeping his stationary and books into his bag, sighing as he recalled the past science class just two hours ago.

He had finally caught up to his mentality when it came to science academics, which was frightening since he had never been one that loved science subjects like Biology or Chemistry. At least Physics was fine, it had math and stuff that he could work with, but overall, he hated science.

Looking over the class, he sees that Midoriya had a thoughtful face. He must have talked to All Might earlier during break time —

'Oh... Fuck...'

He had taken the opportunity of him not shattering his arm when using One for All, during USJ. In canon, he used One for All without shattering his arm when protecting Asui from Shigaraki and hit the Nomu, but with him interrupting them...

"Ah... Crap."

This was bad, him changing the plot made it so that Midoriya did not know that he could channel One for All in low percentages instead of full 100% Smashes only. He had to do something about this.

'And keep track of any important moments too...'

Remembering that they had a group chat, Gohru quickly added Midoriya's number to make sure that he did not forget about his mistake to the plot.

'Maybe even training him a little, god knows what would happen if he used 100% with martial arts.'

Ashido-san's dancing flexibility and prowess had already made her a good out-boxer, and a Yaoyorozu with skilled Staff mastery showed the potential of her Quirk and abilities.

Noting mentally to call him when Denji and him were sparring, he finished packing his bag and got up to see a lot of students outside their class.

'Oh, right... This event.'

He should really start recalling the events of BNHA.

Eyeing on a Denji that looked like he was about to bolt, he power-walked and grabbed him at the back of the collar when Denji found an opening in the crowd through the back door.

"No, no, no. You're not going anywhere."

He said with a sinister smile as Denji started tearing up, anime style.

"P-Please, have mercy."

He pleads as Gohru started chuckling darkly, a dark aura starting to surround his body, making the other students who were watching them shiver, praying at the fate of Denji.

"Mercy? What's that? A meal?"

Denji screamed silently as Gohru pulled him to the entrance. Well, since they were all gathered here, he could move his plan forward then... And he was a petty guy that liked to flex his strength silently.

It's like killing two birds with one stone.

"Out of my way, extras."

Bakugo said to the crowd with a menacing face, facing them head on, which prompted Midoriya's group (Read: Iida) to start berating him. Moving to the front, a boy with purple hair walked in front of Bakugo before resting his hand to his nape, scratching it.

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