Near The Shrine (Male Reader x My Hero Academia)

Chp. 13 - ( Trouble!/Reminder )

Nenaio POV

"Bring it."

I reached into my back pocket, taking out a pack of cigarettes and some matches. I picked out a match, gripping the middle of the match with my thumb and Index finger. I then pressed the head of the match against the striker of the matchbox. I quickly dragged the head of the match against the striker of the matchbox. Setting it alight.

Afterwards, I gripped my cigarette setting it alight on its end. I put the cigarette in my mouth as I smoked, puffing out clouds of lung cancer right into the breezing air.

The 3 examined me, each making an observation. I waited, waited for the first one to make a move. Making headway in this situation would've been unwise for me.

"So, gonna do something or just sit there and be a puss-"

The brute. He'd be the first to bite. Clobbering both of his fists down in hopes to hit me, I pivoted back. As I did 3 arrows bolted at me. I was mid-air, forced to adapt. I quickly calibrated the trajectory of each arrow and their speeds. Luckily, I had reached out for my waist when I pivoted back.

I hastily gripped some sort of knife, pressing a button on the knife's handle.

*POOF!*

Smoke surrounded it, having the knife metamorphosed into a katana. I dug my katana into the earth beneath me. With both of my palms on the handle, I was now forcing my body weight onto the katana I managed a bicycle kick flip avoiding the arrows.

Upon landing I saw the arrows curved back, swiftly I liberated my katana out the dirt, slashing each and every one of the arrows into halves.

The archer seemed shocked at my abilities. "I'm unsure of if that's his quirk, or if he's truly that skilled." The archer seized hold of the arrows in their quiver. Depositing multiple arrows onto their string connected to her steel bow.

I smirked, "I'm flattered you're so impressed by my abilities."

The brute grew more unstable by the second, constantly exclaiming maniac-like sentences to himself. "Rip him apart! Limb by limb! No mercy! Kill him! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! His blood needs to be splattered across the grass! Across the trees! Across the shrine! Shatter it all!"

The Black tall lanky figure mumbled. "𝐃⃥⃒̸𝐨⃥⃒̸ 𝐲⃥⃒̸𝐨⃥⃒̸𝐮⃥⃒̸ 𝐟⃥⃒̸𝐞⃥⃒̸𝐚⃥⃒̸𝐫⃥⃒̸ 𝐮⃥⃒̸𝐬⃥⃒̸?⃥⃒̸" It submerged into the shadows, making its way to me.

"Do I fear you?" I looked down. "No, I fear for you." 4 arrows blitzed my way, while the brute rushed me, and the tall black lanky figure arose from beneath the shadows in possession of a Violet-blackish sphere.

All 3 were planning an all-out ambush against me. Did they take me for an amateur some sort of rookie?

I puffed one.

That shit pissed me off, either way.

Narrator : "Even (Y/N), who was considered the strongest, including amongst the pro heroes had a mentor. A mentor that he himself feared, and was unsure if he could beat. It's not by coincidence Nenaio was to supervise (Y/N)."

The brute initiated, he administered a blow in my direction, whereas the lanky figure propels his sphere.

Narrator : "Kenjai Nenaio. Also known as, ''Centipede.'' Quirk : ''Copycat'' This quirk grants the user capabilities to copy the actions of anyone as long as he's seen it with his own two eyes. This doesn't extend to copying other quirks abilities, although he's capable of mimicking forms of Martial Arts, Muay Thai, Taekwondo, and more. Although he cannot copy quirks, he can gain an understanding of how their quirk works, and their weaknesses to counter it. There's no duration of what he copies, and no limit to how much he can copy excluding quirks. He's mesmerized over 160 forms of combat. Gaining natural experience. With every new technique he learns, it's as if he's a centipede growing another leg. This quirk might not sound as powerful as other quirks, but in the hands of the right user.."