Souls Hero Academia (Rewrite)

Chapter 50: Sports Festival (12)

Mina was ecstatic. Finally, it was time to show the world the awesomeness of her pinkness! That, and acid. Her chest ached slightly at the thought of being near ostracized during her childhood.

Memories of being ignored and bullied flashed through her mind. Gritting her teeth, she shooed them away, replacing them with the memories of the present. Kind and cheerful friends, not racist classmates, and fun physical lessons!

Save for the theories and boring stuff. Ugh, she thought hero school was all about being heroes and saving people. Why were they learning math, calculus at that? She could understand normal math, like equations and all that pizazz, but calculus? In a profession where people mostly focused on their bods and make sure that they didn't get social death? It was madness!

Cheerfully hopping along, her chest jiggled, a brief frown crossing her face. Oh, how she wished the assets she had were smaller. It gave her a lot of problems when trying to learn dancing! She couldn't even begin to comprehend how Yaomomo functioned properly with those giant behemoths she had as puppers. Not that she hated what she had. She was proud of it. It's just... it got in the way sometimes.

She then snickered. Jirou would blow a gasket if she ever heard what she said in her head. She knew the punk rocker wanted bigger boobs, but life ain't fair.

Exiting the tunnel, she had to cover her eyes because the light shining down nearly blinded her. Who thought of building the layout like this again? Ah, right. Their school principal is, for some reason, a major troll, and with all respect to him, she liked it. However, with her currently being the main victim of one of his troll-ish mind, she gave the rat a fat middle finger within the confine of her thoughts.

As she walked up the raised platform that they would be using as the arena, Mina grinned at Sero, the tapeman grinning back.

"Last chance to back out now." Mina raised her hand and gave him a wave, her pearly whites sparkling underneath the light. Sero, for his part, grinned back and stretched his fingers, some of his tape extending from his elbows.

"Hell no." Sero cracked his neck and readied himself. "How about you, wanna quit while you're ahead?"

"Ha, you wish." Mina got ready herself and Midnight, who was listening intently with a smirk on her face, shivered.

"Oh, you both are making my stomach tingle here." She licked her lips, causing both Mina and Sero to gulp, the sight just way too erotic. Raising the flag, she giggled. "Now now, pay attention to your opponent. Can't have you two distracted because of little old me."

That didn't help things. Mina thought herself as straight, but Midnight here was making it very hard to even think that was the case. Looking at Sero, even he was having trouble not looking at their very hot teacher.

She cursed mentally. Why is Midnight allowed to teach hormonal teenagers again?

Shaking those thoughts off her mind, she focused on Sero and Sero alone, her acid building up beneath her skin. Her peripheral vision caught the flag going down, and once it reached the bottom, she burst into action.

Secreting acid from her soles, the bottom of her shoes open for obvious reasons, and skated rapidly towards Sero. Her classmate wasn't idle during her charge either. Letting out a bunch of tape from his elbows, he shot it towards her, the speed of which made her nearly do a double take.

Looks like Sero was holding out on them. He didn't show that kind of speed during their battle trials, nor their sparring sessions.

Dancing around the flying tape, Mina made use of her dancing skills as she cartwheeled, flipped, slid on her elbows as she spun, and one time even did a head spin while she slid on the ground. This garnered no less than jaw dropping awe as the audience watched on, as they should.