Warnings for this chapter: Slurs and insults.
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"She's the one who hurt Hitoshi-nii two days ago," Himari signs with a deep frown. Hayate glares at the innocent looking girl down at the battle arena. Hayate and Himari glance at each other before nodding.
"Is everything alright?" All Might asks loudly, making Himari jump in fright. She turns and gives the large man a bright smile.
"We don't like it that Hitoshi-nii is fighting the girl who hurt him two days ago," Hayate signs with a frown. All Might stares at his hands with a confused expression. Hayate goes through the signs again, this time slower. The twins didn't mention noticing the book the large man was reading at the end of the lunch break.
"Young Shinsō will be alright! He's much stronger than Young Hana," All Might exclaims loudly. Himari flinches at the loud noise before giggling and nodding her head. She turns back around, leaning closer to the window with Hayate. They don't notice All Might deflating into an emaciated man.
"Hitoshi-nii doesn't look good," Himari signs with a small frown. Hitoshi walks out of the stadium, skin pale and eyes almost dead.
"Hitoshi-nii..." The young girl trails away from her thoughts. Focusing back on the fight. She can't doubt her brother! Never again.
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"That bitch!" Momo exclaims in anger. Her classmates stare at her in shock while she gives the angriest glare she could make towards Miyumi.
"Yaoyorozu-san! That is no way for the Vice
President of our class to speak!" Tenya scolds, moving his right hand up and down in choppy hand movements. Momo blushes in embarrassment, realizing she cursed out loud while Katsuki bursts out laughing.
"I didn't realize I spoke out loud. Hana just makes me... so furious, after what she did to Hitoshi-kun..." Momo trails off, staring down at Hitoshi in worry.
"He's not well enough to fight anyone... I hope he'll get out of this fight alright," Momo thinks, gnawing at her lip.
"Ready..." Nemuri trails off, continuing to stare at Hitoshi in worry. She raises her whip, ready to begin the fight.
"I don't know how a coward like you got into the Hero Course, but when I win this fight, I'll be taking your spot and becoming a true hero a villain like you could never be," Miyumi says with a smug grin. Hitoshi gives her a bored expression, lazily pulling up his fists.
"Begin!"
"Your mother must be so disappointed in you. Spreading your legs to anyone who has a chance of having a status of power and fame in the future," Hitoshi says, trying to egg Miyumi on. She flushes red with anger, opening her mouth to answer. Hitoshi frowns slightly when the average girl puts a hand to her mouth, staying silent.
"This is so sad. Alexa play Despacito," Hitoshi sighs heavily, smiling slightly when he hears Nemuri stifle a laugh. Denki and Eijirō did nothing to stifle their laughter and Hitoshi could hear them from here.
"Come on then. If you're not going to answer me and end this fight quickly, I'll just knock you out," Hitoshi says with a smirk. Miyumi growls in anger before taking off. Hitoshi keeps the cool smirk on his face, dodging the sloppy punch from Miyumi.
"You know. I'm pretty shocked that you're so fast. Does all that sex really help with your endurance?" Hitoshi asks in fake curiosity and receives a growl in return. Miyumi manages to kick Hitoshi's stomach, making him gasp in pain and shock. He slides back, blocking another sloppy, but strong punch from Miyumi while he forces the panic inside.
"Don't panic now! Don't prove Mama right," The indigo haired boy thinks to himself, punching Miyumi in the face again. She cries out in pain, blood gushing out of her nose.
"YOU BITCH! YOU JUST BROKE MY NOSE AGAIN!" Miyumi screeches in pain and fury, going back for another kick. Hitoshi turns while dodging, grabbing a tight hold on Miyumi's leg and elbows her in the stomach. She groans in pain, wrenching herself out of Hitoshi's hold and kicks him in the back.
"Maybe this will teach an ungrateful cuntboy like yourself."
Hitoshi feels the breath leave him when a sharp pain pierces the words etched into his back. He blinks back the stars in his eyes, stumbling back from a fist suddenly coming into his view. He dodges and kicks out his leg, kicking Miyumi in the stomach. She stumbles and falls backwards.
"You really surprised me there. Did you actually learn something from those self defense classes you took just to brag?" Hitoshi says, forcing a smirk on his face, clenching his shaking hands. He doesn't flinch as his nails pierce his skin, grounding him to the current fight.
"Though I'm pretty sure that's the only thing you ever actually paid attention to learn. I bet it was by accident," Hitoshi adds as an afterthought, dodging a barrage of sloppy punches. He smirks when he sees Miyumi almost answer.
"I wonder what your father would think of you if he knew what you were doing to yourself just to please the rest of your family," Hitoshi says, truly sincere. No matter how much he hates the average girl in front of him, what she is forced to do just to please her family's thirst for fame and power is horrible.
Miyumi growls in anger, running at Hitoshi again. She goes for another punch and Hitoshi aims his arm to block it. He doesn't expect the kick to hit him in the stomach again, making him fight to keep his balance. He pushes off Miyumi before she could kick him again and stumbles back. Before he could go back to a defensive position, Miyumi kicks him in the face, knocking him off his feet. He lands on the ground with a thud, his head hitting the ground with a sickening crack.
"Shinsō Hitoshi is out of bounds! Hana Miyumi wins the match!" Nemuri shouts, swinging her whip down to end the match. Hitoshi struggles to sit up, head throbbing in pain. Miyumi smugly smiles, sauntering past Hitoshi.
"Don't get in my way, villain. Your siblings look pretty nice for practice dummies," Miyumi says, spitting down on Hitoshi. The injured boy gives the most ferocious glare he could give before a sharp pain makes stars appear in his eyes.
"Hitoshi-chan, are you alright?" Nemuri asks worriedly, putting a hand on his shoulder. Hitoshi rips his shoulder out of her hand and backs up, ignoring the sharp pains in his head.
"I gotta go," Hitoshi slurs before he shakily gets up from the ground. He hisses in pain while stumbling down the steps of the arena, black invading his sight at the edges. He leans against the wall of the stadium, away from the stares of the crowds.
"Come on. Just hit your head too hard..." Hitoshi trails off from his thoughts, pushing away from the wall. He stumbles to catch his footing, the world spinning around him.
"...toshi-kun! Hitoshi!" Momo's voice echoes in Hitoshi's head, making the pain worse. A sudden hand on his head makes him snap back into alarm, swinging and arm at whoever touched him.
"We have too... Hurry!" Hitoshi flinches back when someone touches him again, rubbing soothing circles in his shoulder.
"Kiri... Sero-san, head... match. I'll handle..." Hitoshi focuses in and out of whatever conversation was happening, vaguely taking note of panicked voices around him and Momo. The last thing Hitoshi remembers happening was someone putting him on their back and the smell of Recovery Girl's infirmary.
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Hey! Hope you like the new chapter! Sorry I haven't posted anything in a couple of days/weeks. Things have been busy at school and in general. I hope you all have enjoyed the story so far! Bye!
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