Souls Hero Academia (Rewrite)

Chapter 47: Sports Festival (9)

Momo stepped onto the arena, body prim and proper as she faced down her classmate, Kaminari, who was the very definition of nerves right now. Recalling her father's words, confidence was the key to facing down men, whether it be on a table, or on the field.

"AND NOW! THE THIRD MATCH OF THE DAY! FIRST OFF, THE YOUNG HEIRESS OF THE YAOYOROZU COMPANY! SHE'S SMART, BEAUTIFUL, AND INCREDIBLY SCARY WHEN SHE PUTS HER MIND TO IT, SHE'S YAOYOROZU MOMO! GIVE HER A ROUND OF APPLAUSE!"

The stadium erupted into cheers, Momo's gut feeling like the butterflies within it were frolicking around with no abandon. This was, however, something she was used to. So, putting up a smile and waving to the crowd, Momo stepped forward without losing her composure.

"And her opponent! This young lad is quite a trouble magnet! You better watch out, or you're bound to be shocked for a lifetime. He's Kaminari Denki! Give him a round of applause!"

"Dude! Not cool!" Kaminari glared at the commentary box. Midnight was quick to shush him as she strutted forward, flag in hand.

"Alright, I want a nice, clean fight. You both will fight until one of you either taps out, is unable to continue, ring out, or I deem it necessary to stop." Midnight raised the flag, both Momo's and Kaminari's eyes staying glued to the piece of cloth. "Are you both ready?"

"... Uhhh... Not really, but... ready as I'll ever be." Midnight narrowed her eyes at the blonde, causing him to squirm in place.

"Looks like we'll be having some words after the Sports Festival. Your attitude could use some work." Midnight then looked at Momo. "How about you, ready?"

"Yes, ma'am." Momo nodded resolutely, a plan already forming in her head.

"Then... Start!"

Immediately, Momo tried to create enough static-resistant cloth to cover her body. She read the rules of the tournament beforehand. She wasn't allowed to bring anything her quirk created into the arena, so she had to create it the moment the fight began.

Against Kaminari, she was sure she was going to lose if she didn't have some means of defense against his electricity.

"Indiscriminate Shock 1.3 Million Volts!" Her eyes widened. She wasn't done creating her defense.

Her nerves flared in sudden pain as she felt her entire body shut down. The last thing she saw was the concrete floor as she collapsed, with only a single word echoing through her mind repeatedly.

Failure...

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"Well, I guess that's just lady luck smiling on Kaminari." Izuku mused as he heard the frustrated groans coming from the girls right next to his seat. The boys, on the other hand, were cheering for the blond on the stage who was giving out free thumbs up with a derpy grin on his face.

Jirou was clutching at her sides trying hard not to laugh at the sight, but Izuku could tell the girl felt sorry for Yaoyorozu. She was one of the favorites to reach second place of the entire festival, after all, so it was sad to see her go out on the first round.

"Well, what do you expect? Spark plug's quirk's faster." Katsuki leaned against his chair and propped his feet up against the backrest of the occupied chair in front of him, Mineta looking at him with a fed-up expression. "If Ponytail was gonna win, she'd have to be near instant with her creations, which, news flash, isn't how it fucking works. She's good at planning, strategizing, and set-ups, but sudden encounters are not how she wanna handle her business."

"... Wow... With how violent and foul-mouthed you are, I thought you had the same IQ as Kaminari." Ashido commented off-handedly, causing Bakugo to nearly blow up.