𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗: 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎

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𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎





















    Looking up at the bracket, Lysandra knew who she'd be going up against. Tesutesu. Great. A guy that was like Kirishima only with metal. Harder to physically land any slices. But Leonarda was in it this time, as people sought nobility and stepped down, and passed it over to her team.

    She was fighting against Kamainari, fitting that she had fought against him earlier during battle training with All Might. The guy, a one-trick pony. Perhaps he'll grow out of that and figure out more tricks along the way.

    Sitting in the stands, Mina sits next to her in a cheerleading outfit. Why had she just now noticed that all of the girls besides her were wearing them. "Cheerleading?"

    "Mineta tricked us girls."

    "Word of advice, never trust him or anyone like him," Lysandra looks towards the cement field that was a make-shift bounds of the fight.

    Mina nods, "I'm thinking about brainwashing him to be less pervy."

    Lysandra hums as she watches the battle start. Incoherent words spoke through them. It wasn't like there were mics on them for they would get damaged all too easily and quickly. But from this state Midoriya started running. Then he stopped.

     Right then and there. Just stopped. As if nothing had phased him. As if someone was controlling his own mind. Ojirio stands up, hands on his head, "I warned him not to say anything!" He cries out.

    "The match has just started and Izuku Midoriya is..." Present Mic became a commenter once again. "Completely frozen!"

    "Come on Deku."

    "Why in the world isn't he moving?"

    "He's not moving a muscle!" Present Mic adds. "And what's with that look on his face? Could this be a quirk at work?" Leaning in the back of her seat, Feara gorged in a bowl of her favorite food with seeds tossed in there. "Hitoshi Shinso seems to have Izuku Midoriya completely stunned!"

    He had a manipulation quirk. Now that was fascinating. Going back to the memory of the two students dropping out after strangely not remembering what they had done during the second trial, Lysandra guessed that his quirk was voice activated, once hearing someone's voice he could manipulate them. It's shocking that not many people were guessing that.

    "He didn't stand out in the first round at all, but it's possible Shinso is crazy powerful! Who could've imagined this turn of events?! That's the festival for ya!" Present Mic laughs out.

    The green-haired boy then turned around and began walking towards the edge of the line. Narrowing her eyes, eyebrows scrunched together. There had to be a way out of his manipulation. A way where one can easily slip his hold out of their minds and become coherent. But what was it? Until he was done with the said person? It was a remarkable power for a hero not too flashy but just as powerful.

    "Uh–What?! Midoriya's obeying him?!"

    Ochokoa, stressing for him, starts talking, "Oh no, Deku what are you doing?"

    Iida follows in pursuit, "He can't walk out of the ring! He'll lose the match if he does!"

    "Not like he has much of a choice," Lysandra breathes out. All eyes falling on her. "Seriously, why do you think Ojiro told him not to talk to the guy? Why he doesn't remember?" Lysandra crossed her legs one over the other. "Why is Midoriya obeying a simple command when he wants to win this just as much as the rest of us. He's being controlled."

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