Chapter 9: Prove yourself and rise

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His destination was absolutely wrecked. The building looked one flick of a finger away from collapsing completely. Not a One for All flick, one normal flick.

Katsuki was about to meet the guy who could make All Might shit his pants.

He shoved the unlocked door open, "Hello? I'm looking for Gran-" he froze as soon as he spotted a tiny old man lying on the floor in a pool of blood, "The fuck?!" He was about to whip out his phone and call the hospital when the man shot back onto his feet.

"I'M ALIVE! To slip and fall while carrying ketchup-covered sausage links, how clumsy of me... AND WHO ARE YOU?!"

"Uh, don't know if you've been living under a rock or anything, but I'm the Bakugou Katsuki! Top 8 in the Sports Festival?"

"What?"

"BAKUGOU KATSUKI!"

"AND WHO ARE YOU?!"

Katsuki growled. He so wanted to Detroit Smash the life out of the guy and make sure he was actually dead. He figured the guy was old considering he was All Might's teacher, but still. How was he supposed to learn anything from a guy who probably had Alzheimer's?!

Gran Torino plopped his butt down on the ground. "I'd like to eat lunch."

"Get it your-fucking-self!"

"Toshinori!"

"Not me!" Katsuki groaned, taking out his phone to call All Might.

...

"Attack me with One for All." It was the old man's voice, but his tone had completely changed. Katsuki realised the case holding his hero costume was no longer in his hands. When had he- "I'd like to know to what degree you can control it." The case was opened up in front of Gran Torino, "Nice costume. Put it on and come at me."

"The fuck-"

"Who are you again?"

Katsuki lost it, flicking his finger. "I don't have fucking time for this shit!" The idiot asked him to attack? Well, an attack he will get! However, Katsuki made sure to only use 1% of One for All so he wouldn't be charged with murder.

Yet Gran Torino dodged it completely. Katsuki got a harsh kick to his back, sending him falling forward. What the-

"Come at me, you zygote."

Well, now he knew where All Might got that phrasing from.

"The way you used it at the Sports Festival... that justice-obsessed fool sure is a novice when it comes to teaching."

"I couldn't fucking agree more," Katsuki grumbled.

"Since he can't watch over you properly, that means I gotta do it. So go put your costume on."

Katsuki didn't need to be told twice (technically thrice). He snatched the case holding his hero costume and left to change. As soon as he was done, he was back in the living room, "I'm ready."

The old man grinned. Before Katsuki could prepare himself, the old man disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Katsuki was sent tumbling to the ground.

"Seems like you couldn't perceive my true power before," the old man landed on a microwave, completely destroying it, "To choose this wet blanket as the ninth successor? Toshinori is a novice among novices!"

"The fuck did you say?!" Katsuki activated One for All and flicked his fingers at where the old man was standing, only to get his ass beat again. The old man then turned into a blur bouncing off the walls. How was he so damn fast?! It must be his quirk... some superspeed shit.

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