" my own death does not frighten me. but yours? oh, that is my greatest, deepest fear "
a story in which a suffering demon becomes an aspiring hero for her reincarnated lover.
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
kaminari denki x fem...
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DÉSSE ▃▃▃▃
clad in her blue and white uniform which flaunted her naturally mature body, kibutsuji misa stood between two shorter humans. on her left, a boy that embodies the element of electricity. perhaps it's...? no, it couldn't be.
however, to her right stands a girl who looks eerily similar to a pink demon, but misa couldn't sense anything demonic about her other than her appearance.
" a quirk apprehension test? " a cutesy brunette with rosy pink cheeks and oddly styled hair asked. " what about the ceremony? and the guidance counsellor meeting? "
" if you want to be a ...hero... you don't have time for idle chat. " misa scoffed and folded her arms. " it will only slow you down and get you killed. "
" exactly what she said " their teacher —aizawa shota— deadpanned at her blunt response. " you all understand the school's reputation for freedom on campus. well that freedom applies to us senseis, too"
" softball, standing long jump, fifty-meter dash, endurance running, grip strength test, sustained sideways jumps, upper body exercises and seated toe touch. " aizawa listed. " these are all activities you know from middle school, naturally. physical tests where you were barred from using your quirks. "
" the country still hasn't gotten around to standardising those sorts of records or keeping track of average performance levels. well that's negligence on the part of mext. " aizawa grumbled out an explanation. " bakugo, how far could you pitch a softball in middle school? "
"sixty-seven meters. " the boy whose blonde hair is the personification of an explosion replied. ' that's bakugo?...noted. ' his angry scarlet red eyes could give her father's a run for his money.
" try using your quirk this time around. " aizawa tossed the small round softball to bakugo, who easily caught it. " as long as you don't exit the circle, anything is fine. don't hold back. "
" you got it. " bakugo smirked, he reeled his arm back and then launched it forwards with the help of his quirk and a loud declaration of ' die '
misa stood just a few feet behind him when his destructive quirk activated, creating a large cloud of dirt. the wind whipped through her hair and all misa did in response was close her eyes with her everlasting smile. her relaxed stance not once faltering, unlike her classmates who stumbled back in shock.
" ara~ what impressive firepower he has. " misa chuckled as she swiftly dusted the dirt off her clothes from bakugo's attack.
" Before anything else, one must know what they're capable of. " aizawa showed a rectangular device which read the number: seven hundred and five-point two. " this is a rational metric that will form the basis of your hero foundation. "
sounds of cheering broke out amongst the students, minus the select few who are more reserved, while misa stuck with small claps of applause close to her chest.
" this looks fun...you say? so you were planning to spend your three years here having a good ol' time? what happened to becoming heroes? all right then." aizawa rambled. " in that case, new rule: the student who ranks last in total points will be judged hopeless and instantly expelled. our freedom means we dispense with students as we please—
' just like father...'
" welcome, to the department of heroics! " misa's small smile stretched into a lopsided grin, one so unnerving that aizawa himself felt his heart miss a beat.
" the kid who ranks last...gets expelled!? " the class exclaimed in shock. misa found this situation rather humorous, what an insignificant thing to get distraught about.
" this is our first day here!! " the same bratty brunette from the begging of this class spoke up once again. oh, how misa hates disturbances and smart mouths. " but even if it weren't, that's too unreasonable!! "
" natural disasters, massive accidents, ego-mad villains, all kinds of calamities can happen when we least expect them. japan's now positively drenched in unreasonable. and it's our job as heroes to reverse it all, and restore reason. " aizawa explain. misa couldn't help but wonder if he was speaking from experience.
" if you were counting on a friendly chat at the local mcdonald's after school, that's too bad. from now on, for the next three years, all you can expect from your life at ua is one hardship after another. " misa's smile thinned out into a line at aizawa's long declaration. " this is plus ultra. i expect you to overcome these trails and climb to the top."
" now then, that was the demonstration. time to step up to the plate. "
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[A/N] honestly, i forgot this fanfiction existed and had the biggest writers blocks in my life. but how do you think misa will use her ' quirk ' for the test?
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