Fall. (K.Bakugou ff)

Chapter 8 | Unpredictable

On the same day...

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'She might really be a phenomenon that we can hardly understand.'

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Third Person's POV,

"So, you're saying that she had stopped the villain from harming the child?"

Aizawa, in the principal's room asked the three namely, Yaoyorozu, Kirishima, and Bakugou.

"Yeah." Bakugou only muttered when no one decided to speak, he can't expect the two to answer since they're completely not in the right mind to speak right now. Well, they can't help it, they got overwhelmed by the information. Though, he also was wondering how it happened... her quirk seems strong.

'Maybe I can fight her!' He thought grinning.

"Uy, stop grinning and tell us how it happened." Aizawa clearly ticked by the former's relax attitude decided to rip him from his daydream.

"She had a quirk, okay? Though she might just probably manifest it at that time since she does not have any control of it. It was just like your quirk, she seems to stop or suspend that huge arrow of glass shards in the air. I just don't know how long it was, since when we arrived there she had it already completely stopped in the air."

"Actually, it was the third arrow, the two, just break apart one after the other, disappearing." Yaoyorozu coming out of her reverie stated.

"You didn't tell us that extra?!" Bakugou shouted to which Yaoyorozu winced at.

"Uy lower down your voice, Bakugou."

"Tch."

"Well... It probably has slipped off my mind, sorry." Yaoyorozu stated staring apologetically at the hothead.

"Teach..." Kirishima, slowly getting out of his mind spoke. "Is it possible to manifest your quirk at a late age?... In the first place, who is she really?"

The two adult looked at each other. Aizawa sighed but chose not to answer Kirishima's queries.

"Don't worry she is not a presence that you should be scared of or to be wary with either. She is just a kid like your age. Though, we will have to conduct procedures as to know why she was able to manifest her quirk this late." Principal Nezu reassured the three.  "For the mean time, please take care of her, she had gone through worse like all of us and without a quirk at that..."

'What happened to her? Perhaps there's more to her falling down from the sky...' the three sharing the same thought grimaced at it, thinking it was way too extreme.

"Speaking of care, you should go rest now, you might probably be exhausted at this point." Aizawa hurriedly shooed the three to their dorm and closed the door.

"Principal."

"Yeah, I know Aizawa-kun." Nezu nodded in understanding. "Is her body, perhaps adapting to our world? Or is it rejecting the norms here that were absent in Yagami-san's previous environment?"

That's the thought that they have been considering for a while now and only had the chance to let it out now that the kids are gone. They have a lot of questions yet to their distress had no possible answers in the now.

"She might really be a phenomenon that we can hardly understand. For now, you should include her to the hero course, she will be needing your assistance." Nezu added to which Aizawa nodded in acknowledgement .

Meanwhile...

Bakugou's still mad on his interrupted fight. It was his time, he could have pummelled the villain with his fist or blasted him with his explosion until he surrender but they have to interrupt him at that time. Kirishima who's back at his feet, taunted him.

"You had a chance a while back there, Bakubro... It's just you didn't take it. It's unlike you to prioritize rescue before fighting."

Thinking about it, why didn't he chose to fight the villain at that time? The villain has a quirk relating to glass. Wouldn't he easily won that fight if ever? Glass is fragile to fire which can be produce by his explosions, he could have easily captured the villain, well combat aside, it would have been his solo capture for the first time.

But he remembered the weeping girl's voice, shrugging it, he concluded that it must have been a thoughtless impulse. He made his way to his room thinking of the girl as a useless bother.

He entered his room and looked for his necessities, upon finding them he immediately went out and made his way to the showers, he didn't want to feel the stickiness of his sweat in his skin, it's making him icky.

Barging into the shower, his eyes, wavered to the mirror, noticing the pigment in his neck firmly clinging to the surface of his skin... It didn't vanish like what Kirishima's saying.

"He must have been dreaming." Bakugou muttered as he brush off the thought on the mysterious shade he had occupying a spot in his neck.