It's always the governments

Examinee No. 7566

I just noticed that I didn't even upload this chapter on here even though it was on ao3 all along xD

So now you just get 2 chapters at once, enjoy!

Months flew by and Kyouka now stood in front of Yuuei's entrance. She snorted. If it wasn't enough for the fact, that the school had much money and a huge campus, they also made the building form an ‚H', what a bunch of hypocriticals.

She took a deep breath and entered the school grounds, only to see a fluffy green haired boy trip and almost falling and breaking his nose. A brown haired girl with a kind face stood beside him tapped him, so he floated and said something to him.
As she united her fingertips, the boy stopped floating. Seems like she used her power to help him. How nice.

The written test wasn't too much of a problem, after all, Kouyou made sure she had a good education, and what she didn't know got explained by Kunikida and the others.
She was done after about 45 minutes, as she gave her paper in and mentally prepared herself for the practical exam.
Ranpo and Dazai had analyzed beforehand, who put the students in their class and how they decided on that matter.
Surprise, surprise, All might, the number one hero assigned them to a specific class, all she had to do, was appear like an outsider and distant, also not show her ability since it was different to most quirks and wouldn't make her appearance seem flashy.

Well, even if she would end up in another class, Dazai and Nakahara would just mess with UA's files and send her to 1-B, same with Kenji and Ky- Yumeno.
Yumeno won't attend the hero course, since they had such a terrifying ability, most people would be traumatized, it also isn't very suitable in combat, especially against robots.

„Time's up, everyone hand their papers in."

The girl could hear some students complaining about difficult answers.

She entered the auditorium and immediately regretted not bringing earplugs along.
„Everybody say HEEEEEEYYY!"

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As she stood in front of field B, she couldn't help but be dumbfounded at the size of the area and buildings. With that amount of money you could help children in orphanages, pay nurses better and so much more! And these people reconstructed city parts that get destroyed by a bunch of hyperactive teenagers?

She shook the thought out of her head. The girl needed to finish an entrance exam at the moment, it's no use getting upset over small things that could be discussed later.

The ex-assassin looked around. Other competitors looked quite confident in their abilities, especially that child beside her. Kinda bulky.
The guy looked at her: „What are you staring at, extra!?"

„..."

„ANSWER ME!"

„You look ugly."

~~~

„And start!"
Kyouka quickly made her way through the crowd, as a hero announced the start of the practical exam. She noticed that no one was following her, but oh well, that wasn't her problem.

„What are you waiting for? In real battles there aren't any countdowns, as examinee Nr. 7566 took into account correctly!"

Oh. So basically they were waiting for a countdown. Fools.

There could be explosions heard from the back, she looked up and saw the boy from earlier fly thanks to explosions manifesting in his palms.
The casually dressed girl made a sharp curve into an alleyway. Without using her ability, it would be hard to compete against the other people, if she stayed on the bigger street.

A 1-point robot made its way towards her, the 14-year old narrowed her eyes and stood there still. As the machine stood right in front of her and close enough to attack her with its arms, the former mafia member swiftly drew her katana and stabbed it. The weapon seemed to have cut some of the robot's managing wires, as it sparked from the slash and began malfunctioning.
She pulled her sword from the impact and replaced it with her hand, ripping the remaining wires out.
Without giving the defeated enemy a second glance, the young girl launched at the 3-pointer that appeared behind her back.

She finished the piece of metal with the same method as before, since it already was near enough.

~~~

„Ouch!", a yellow haired boy groaned, a robot worth 3 points attacking him, as suddenly a navy blue haired girl jumped on its back and slashed a knife at the wires at its neck. The machine fell down and Kyouka went to see after the boy.

„Are you hurt badly?", she asked with her normal expression.

„Uhm, not too much I guess. How did you do that?"

„Training. What's your Name?"

„I'm Kaminari Denki."

~~~

„Watch out!", the armed detective's favorite girl shouted, alerting someone that - was invisible?
She could only see the person's clothes, and suspected that was their quirk.
Drawing her katana once again, she cut the nearer coming debris into small pieces.

Kyouka glared at someone further up the street. It was that boy again. He had exploded the robots and was now facing the Zero-pointer, which sent scrap into all kind of directions, unknowingly harming others.
Well, it did give her many rescue points, so she guessed it wasn't too bad for her points, she still didn't like the fact tho.

„TIME'S UP!", did the Announcer's voice almost give her a heart attack. She totally didn't forget they were there.

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„Hey!"
Kyouka stopped in her tracks, she turned around and saw the boy she spoke with a little bit earlier running towards her.
Standing beside her he caught his breath first. He must have been running the way to the train station pretty quick. She didn't mind. The detective had enough time, as she walked the way home anyways.

Kaminari started talking: „Thanks for earlier again, I hope it didn't take too much of your time."

„It's no problem. If we are going to become heroes, we will save people, just as I saved you," Kyouka replied. „What was your name again? I didn't quite catch it because of that big robot's appearance."

„It's Kaminari, Kaminari Denki. And yours?"

„Fukuzawa Kyouka," she remembered her story. Right. She was now the granddaughter of the president."

„So, Fukuzawa-chan -"

„Izumi. I prefer being called Izumi."

„Oh sorry, so, Izumi-chan, do you want to be friends? I figured that it'd be nice to be friends with possible future classmates."

„How come you think I passed?"

„Well, you seemed pretty talented earlier."

„Thanks I guess. Sure, we can be friends if you want."

„I wouldn't have asked if I didn't."

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