1st Person POV Chifuyu

It was so easy it was almost disappointing. This almost made the trip back to Hisui pointless, aside from killing ten months' worth of time waiting for this day to come. If it weren't for the deal made with Nedzu I would not have bothered showing up to this. But I had to hold my end of the bargain, if only to get the last laugh on them in the event they try to turn something around on me. Even though Nedzu and I shook on it, I wouldn't put it past him to try something shady, like every other typical grownup does when things don't go their way. And they call us kids the immature ones.

But I'm getting off track here.

I'll set the scene for you.

I have made it to UA for the entrance exam, which I like to call the Impractical Exam because the name of the game is anything but practical.

But let's move on.

I brought my Hisui Sneasel, who has grown attached to me like an infant to their mother, as I found her alone in the Alabaster Icelands, her entire clan nowhere to be found. Poor thing was starving and couldn't attack me properly, so I caught her and then nursed her back to health, intending to release her after she had a clean bill of health. But after Laventon gave her the green light, she practically latched herself onto me, refusing to let go.

So I'm now the proud human mother of a Hisuian Sneasel. And she's probably the clingiest Pokemon I have ever come across, even as a baby. She's practically the equivalent of a needy kitten. But I don't mind. She's a big sweetheart with me, though she will hiss at just about anyone else (it was funny watching Kamado walk a fine line when he tried to question why I was carrying the Sneasel around the Galaxy Building). She doesn't mind my sister and my cousins but she always stuck with me in every waking moment.

Coming back to reality (A/N: hahahahaha).....

I made sure that the blade of my katana was sharpened for this day as even though I got this in the bag, one should never go into battle with a dull blade. I tied the scabbard with a few charms I bought from one of the saleswomen back in Jubilife village, which wards off losing items and getting status conditions. I tied them on with a pink ribbon gifted to me by Kotoko, along with the Shiny Charm bestowed upon me by Cyllene-dono when I achieved the Tenth Star rank and surveyed every Pokemon in Hisui.

I also equipped myself with Scatterbangs and Sticky Globs just in case something bad and/or stupid happens.

Given how my gut has this built-in instinctual thing that easily detects trouble from a mile away, it was better safe than sorry. And the less I use my Quirk, the better. Especially if I summoned one of my "big guns" like Dialga or Heatran.

I had donned my bandit outfit from Anthe's clothier, the color theme being Azalea, as per usual. I figured if I was going to do this, chances were I was gonna get dirty and I needed something to maneuver around in. I also wore my azalea geta sandals; they were difficult to maneuver around in the beginning but once I got used to them in Hisui, running in them became second-nature.

I also wore my azalea-colored headband with the Pokeball symbol on it, plus an azalea-colored ninja face mask because the dust will fly in the battlefield and the last thing I need is my sinuses to act up. I already have enough trouble with the raging blizzards and torrential downpours when a massive mass outbreak happens.

Coming back to the situation at hand, we were all corralled into the auditorium, where I was unfortunately seated with the Boom Boom Pinata himself and the spastic rip-off Leafeon who is also known as my stalker on and off middle school grounds. And to make matters worse, our emcee just so happens to be one of my least favorite people in the world (just a few steps below All Might), the loud mouth known as Present Mic.

It took everything in my power not to openly cover my ears.... Oh who am I kidding, I didn't bother restraining myself as it felt as if my ears were gonna bleed at any second if I continued this sort of exposure so I grabbed my noise-cancelling headphones and tried to keep my calm lest I lashed out at someone.

Keyword: Tried.

Only for some rude jackass with blue hair and square spectacles to rip them off my head, making me hiss in pain and aggravation as the earphones snagged my hair. I instantly recognized him as one of the Ingenium's ilk just from the facial structure alone, which raised my hackles on instinct.

"Have you no respect?!" He practically shouted in my ear, his arm doing a weird chopping motion like Buzz Lightyear's karate chop action. "What are you doing wearing headphones while the emcee is giving us instructions? And what the heck are you wearing?! This is not some comic con! And why on earth do you have a dangerous looking sword with you?! And what is that hideous creature?! If you and that green-haired boy are not going to take this exam seriously then leave! This is not some joy ride!"

I whipped on him, my poppy red eyes glinting with unbridled rage at his presumptious attitude. I grabbed his wrist that was holding my headphones. "Shut. Up." I clenched my hand around it, making him pale as pain registered on him as I contemplated snapping his wrist right then and there. "You're making my ears bleed, you bastard." Sneasel bared her fangs at him, her purple fur bristling angrily like an angry cat.

Now everyone's attention, even Present Mic, was on us.

I paid no attention to them as my anger and pain was paramount at the moment. "The sight of you sickens me, you pompous windbag." He sputtered as I snatched my headphones back and placed them around my neck. I began to push him back with my weight alone, my hand still on his wrist. "Keep your damn upturned nose out of other people's business. You are not anyone's keeper, so unless you got some forms saying you are my biological father, then I suggest you sit down and shut the hell up, as you are making yourself into being a bigger ass than you originally had yourself written off as." He was gaping like a Magikarp now as I backed him back into his seat, making me almost literally throw him on his ass into his seat. "I wear these things because loud sounds set me off and the last thing I wanted to do was make people uncomfortable because of my personal issues. But you had to stick your nose where it did not belong and make a bigger fool of yourself. As for my friend here, she's part of my Quirk, and how dare you call her hideous. How about you take a look in the mirror yourself? I doubt you be getting any willing offers to be your significant other, especially with your attitiude." I had the pleasure of seeing him go blue with shock and hurt at my piercing words. I kept going though, not giving a shit. "And weren't you the one chewing this other kid out for making too much noise? Well, hello Pot, my name is Kettle. May I point out that what you are doing is no different from him as you have rudely interrupted Present Mic on his explanation of how this shit show was gonna work. So you are going to sit down and shut up until he finishes his explanation, and then if you still got questions then you can ask. Otherwise, fall upon your belly and remain silent, you insolent whelp." My eyes took on a slight golden aura as I snarled out my last words, the power of Arceus influencing my aura, making many people around us falter in fear and try to get away from the vicinity.

Even Present Mic was shaken up by my words. "O-okay, little listener, no need for bloodshed. Please return to your seat."

I chuffed, my eyes going back to normal. "Tch. Whatever." Without sparing another glance at the current Iida heir, I marched back off to my seat, my Sneasel pulling down her eyelid and blowing a raspberry at the boy behind us.

That's what he gets for calling her "hideous."

I zoned out for the rest of the exposition time, already knowing what to expect. Call me cocky but the thing with these guys on the board, they don't bother changing things up every year. It's always the flashiest Quirks that win the top spots, with the less than combative Quirkies getting the table scraps as a result. I refuse to be part of that biased statistic. What's the point anyway as I am not going to be going to this bullshit place of a school. My heart is with Hope's Peak Academy and that's final.

And when I rub that in the white chimera's smug face, it will be glorious.

With that aside, it was a matter of time before it was time for the so-called practical exam. I barely glanced at the written exam as I flew through it, with or without Gardevoir's "help" with the tough exam questions in both science and mathematics. Even if the written exam wasn't part of the so-called deal, I didn't trust those fuckers to not try to use it against me if I bombed it, purposefully or not.

Finally, everyone was lined up at the gates at their respective area designations. Thankfully neither the Pinata Boom Boom nor the Broccoli Stalker was in the same block as me, because apparently the people overseeing this didn't want "friends helping friends" and to "keep things fair" or some other junk (being fair, my scrawny ass, given how the exam always favor the flashy Quirks).

I didn't see the Iida brat either which was a relief as I did not want to deal with him again. I played a quick tune on my Celestica flute and summoned Arcanine before the gates sprang open, making me leap upon the fire dog's back and take off at a sprint.

I hid a laugh as I heard the other applicants taunt me from behind for not waiting for them to say "Go!" Only for Present Mic to prove them wrong that their were no time limits when stuff like this happen.

By the time they realized it, I was already wracking up the points with just my Fire/Rock-type using Raging Fury in Agile Style.

Meanwhile within an unknown location....

"There's an interesting crop this year...." One voice commented as a bunch of Pro-Heroes are gathered in an area where they can watch the entrance exams unfold.

"While these candidates are quite noticeable, there are a select few who stand out more than others...." Another commented.

"Ah but the real test comes now..." A giant red button appeared next to one of the spectators, before their hand slammed down on top, activating whatever "trump card" they had in place.

A malicious grin appeared on their face as they uttered, "Time to test their heroic will."

Back in the arena.....

I sat on top of a semi-demolished building beside Sneasler, licking a twin popsicle I summoned with the Lustrous Globe and pulled out of the freezer at home (nobody was there so there was no sneak heart attacks this time, as this sometimes happened when I use the orb as such) and shared one half with him. I have already put Arcanine back in his Pokeball and now had Kleavor out in case, with Garchomp, Infernape, Gallade, Lucario, and Luxray on standby.

Using the Agile- and Strong-styles on their attacks depletes their limit by twofold on how many times they can use the same move in a row.

So far we had taken a good amount of the three-pointers (I lost count after the fifth or sixth one Arcanine more or less bulldozed with Raging Fury before I swapped him out with Kleavor), about a dozen two-pointers (courtesy of Kleavor's Stone Axe and Close Combat and Gallade's Close Combat and Thunder Punch in tandem), and a few tens of the one-pointers (thanks to Lucario using Aura Sphere and Luxray using Thunderbolt whilst riding on the back Garchomp's Earth Power, taking several of them out in one go).

If only I had some max elixirs and maybe some PP max then things would really be fun. Alas, this is almost the equivalent of a snooze fest. Honestly, I could take a nap right here and just let the others out and have them go nuts until time ran out. I was starting to feel a bit exhausted with the constant summoning and switching out the other Pokemon.

Unfortunately, just as I was entertaining the idea, I felt the ground rumble beneath us.

"That can't be good..." Kleavor commented before the Zero-pointer appeared out of the ground.

"Fantastic.." I grumbled, seeing that my nap is gonna be put on hold. I summoned Sneasler back into his ball, bringing forth my team before I noticed something off about the zero-pointer.

"Is it just me or is that thing running a little too fast at us?" I mentally asked, before my eyes flashed pink as they used Future Sight without my realizing it before it was done. "Oh shit...."

Meanwhile....

"Wait something's not right!" One of the hero spectator voiced seeing that the zero-pointer was closing in too fast on some of the applicants, scattering them in the arena in an effort to get away quickly.

"It's not responding to the controls!" Another spoke frantically, spazzing out as they pressed buttons in a rush to stop the zero-pointer before any unnecessary collateral was done.

"What do you mean it is not responding to the controls?!" Another snapped out in frustration at the news.

"Exactly that, dumbass!" They retorted back hotly, irk marks appearing on their heads as they glared lightning bolts at each other.

"Everyone head down to the arena!" The lead spectator barked out, the others rushing out of the room.

"Hopefully an applicant with a powerful Quirk can stop this..."

Back at the arena....

"Ah crap baskets...." I said out loud seeing the chaos that ensued from the rampant mech. I scoffed as a lot of them ran past me, despite there being a bunch of applicants that are down and unable to get away themselves. "And this is the future generation of heroes in action... how inspiring... not."

I sighed knowing that now I have to summon one of the big guns if anyone is going to avoid dying today.

I used my Azure flute, I played some notes before I summoned Regigigas, one of my best tankers on my roster. His only drawback is his speed, or lack thereof.

"Alright big guy, I need you to stop that thing in it's tracks while we get these guys out of here." I told them, their lights blinking as they lumbered forth to do as I say, Luxray, Kleavor, and Garchomp running ahead to stall the machine until Regigigas caught up (curse his Slow Start ability).

"Team," I addressed Lucario, Gallade, and re-summoned Arcanine. "I need you guys to get those applicants out of the blast radius," I pointed to a frog-girl, a guy that looked too much like a human Pikachu, a guy with the head of a Murkrow, and a kid with an odd thick tail with a furred tip. I then summoned Braviary, his basket ready.

By now, Garchomp and the others have begun pushing the zero-pointer back, while Regigigas tromped forward in that slow gait of his.

"All right, buddy," I spoke to the Flying/Psychic type. "I need you to carry these guys off so we can beat this thing. Got it?"

"Roger that, milady!" he responded with a call of his species name before following Lucario, Gallade, and Arcanine. I then looked up to see Garchomp and the others struggling, the machination pushing them back with considerable effort.

"Shit!" I cursed internally with gritted teeth as I also spotted Lucario struggling with rescuing the frog-girl as her lower half was trapped by some debris from the wreckage. "I know I'm probably gonna regret this but given the circumctances I have no choice but to summon one more..." With one hand, I brought out my Celestica flute and brought forth Ursaluna, her deep cries echoing off the demolished buildings and making some of the applicants that were running stop and stare in awe at the ursine creature.

"Go help Lucario!" I ordered, pointing to where the blue bipedal canine was, before the Normal/Ground-type lumbered quickly over to her comrade, digging the frog-girl out of the wreckage just as the zero-pointer pushed past my defenses.

Just as the robot aimed it's camera lens at us, Regigigas intercepted the machine, his arms grasping the legs of the robot and keeping it from moving.

Lucario had already placed the frog girl in Braviary's basket, along with the other applicants I ordered them to save. Good thing I made adjustments to the basket to hold more than one person or there might have been a few problems.

"Go find the healer!" I ordered Braviary in a "do not argue with me" tone, the eagle-like Pokemon taking off and away from the fight.

I then rushed forward, grabbing a few Sticky Globs and a few Scatterbangs at the ready.

"Hold them right there, Regigigas!" I yelled, rushing forward and throwing the Scatterbangs at the ground at the robot's feet to make holes beneath it before I slid underneath the machine and launched several Sticky Globs at the same area. With a considerable amount, the zero-pointer was stuck to the ground, unable to move an inch further.

Dashing out from underneath the damned mechanation, I barked at Regigigas again. "All right, fall back! I'll take it from here!" I returned the behemoth back to its ball before I unsheathed my sword.

"Time to put those swordplay training skills into play." I thought to myself as I rushed forward with my blade drawn out and leaping into the air, high above the zero-pointer, moving much too fast for their camera lens to follow my movements before I unleashed one of the Breathing Style techniques upon it.

"Final Strike: Insect Breathing: Butterfly Dance!" The illsuions of butterflies flew about as I sliced at the robot, my blade easily cutting through the metal like a hot knife to butter.

I skidded on the other side of the robot as it stopped it's movements altogether as the slices pierced through its metallic armor and into the circuitry, similar to slicing one's tendons to keep them from moving.

Raising myself from my position, I lifted my hand and snapped my fingers, the zero-pointer coming apart at that exact moment. I spun my katana before I sheathed it, a feeling of smugness washing over me as I noted the gaping expressions of the applicants that had stuck around long enough to see this go down.

"Game, set, and match." I spoke aloud without emotion or inflection as I touched the ground just as the buzzer rang, announcing that time is up.

I began to walk away, ignoring the awed stares aimed at my back as I decided to meet up with Braviary and the others as they ran ahead to the finish line to find someone to look over the fallen applicants, jumping from rooftop to rooftop in the arena before landing beside my Pokemon's side just as Recovery Girl showed up on the field.

She blinked at my sudden appearance but with one look at my expression, she did not say anything, a smart move on her part given how I'm truly feeling at the moment.

The ones I rescued sat up shocked at me, but before they could say anything, I summoned my Pokemon back to their balls before putting them away in my bandit outfit.

Not waiting a second, I dropped some Lum, Oran, and Sitrus berries into their hands; Lum for any status conditions and Oran and Sitrus for recovering their health and stamina, depending on how wounded they are. "Take these in the order they are given to you," I spoke to them as I ignored Recovery Girl's look of interest and curiosity as I distributed the berries. "They will cure any ailments and recover whatever energy and stamina you have lost during that fiasco."

At that moment, my Sneasel let out a quick mewl, warning me that someone, or more than one, was coming.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw several Pro-heroes rushing onto the field, some of them checking out the wreckage that was once the zero-pointer and seemed to be gobsmacked by the results while others escorted the applicants that were still standing off the field.

Seeing that as my cue to scram before they could get to me (probably the only participant that came out mostly unscathed) and got the hell out of there, making sure not to let them see me stumble as fatigue was beginning to get the best of me.

Timeskip brought to you by Kleavor's Axe-like Arms....

"At least we got to use the showers provided for us in the locker rooms..." Rapidash piped up as we headed back to Hope's Peak campus, as I promised the headmaster that the moment the exams ended I was to come straight back to the dormitory and report in to the resident advisor before taking the rest of the day (and probably the next given that I summoned a Legendary and that takes a toll on my health) off to recover.

"It's the least they could have done, given what went down earlier," I responded verbally, my hand reaching up to smother a yawn that erupted from my throat. My Sneasel chirped from my shoulder, agreeing with me; she likes to sneak into the shower at home with me and let the water run down her head. "Ugh, so tired...." I groaned. I made sure to hurry out of the building quickly as the applicants, plus some faculty, were eyeing me with a little too much interest and I did not like the attention.

I burst through the entrance doors, trying to walk faster despite my obvious fatigue clinging onto me like a parasite.

Speaking of which....

Sneasel let out a hiss as someone in dark clothes stepped out in front of us just as I was about to summon Wyrdeer to carry me the rest of the way back to campus.

I halted just in time as I quickly let my hand go to the hilt of my katana, unsheathing it slightly as a silent warning.

Only for my annoyance to surface once again when I recognized the figure in question to be Eraserhead themselves. And he did not look happy. His hair was floating and his eyes were tinged red.

From my research and information from Auntie, it must be his Quirk being activated for some reason. Why is he doing that when he knows he gets dry-eye from the action, I don't know but I could hardly care, if at all.

This should be fun.

"Ooh boy, look out, little one," I spoke to Sneasel in a mocking tone, infuriating the grimy looking underground Hero, "it's the scary hobo-man with dry-eye."

"You got some explaining to do, brat." He snapped out, not appreciating my tone.

I scoffed, not in the mood to humor him nor anyone else for that matter. "Says who? I don't owe you or any of your colleagues jacksquat, much less an explanation." Sneasel gnashed her teeth at him, her claws elongating slightly as I kept her from attacking him. No way was I gonna let this fucker try and take one of my babies from me just because he is harassing me...

He flared his nostrils at me; I pressed on. "Nedzu wanted to see the summoning thing for himself, and that's what he got. No ifs, ands, or buts. Don't like it? Tough tits. Not my problem. Now move it. I'm tired and I got places to be before my curfew takes effect." That wasn't necessarily true as curfew at Hope's Peak during school nights are until 10pm, but he doesn't need to know that.

Brushing past him, I made sure to glare at him out of the corner of my eye, my eyes glowing their own shade of red and my pupils narrowing at him in warning if he dared tried to push his luck. I'm not afraid to draw blood if it comes down to it.

After a moment of hesitation, he sighed in irritation and left, going back in the direction of UA. Good riddance. With him out of sight, I summoned Wyrdeer, quickly hopping onto his back before I silently nudged him in the direction of Hope's Peak Academy, making him go into a swift trot as he sensed my fatigue and it was paramount that I get to safety before it took full effect.

Timeskip brought to you by Braviary and his hang glider basket full of baby Pokemon....

I dropped like a rock onto the bed in my Ultimate Lab, making sure to let anyone in the vicinity know that if they try to wake me up before ten in the morning then they are gonna get a deadly chop to the throat, no questions asked. I also made sure to lock my door before I changed out of my bandit outfit in favor of my Fairy-type themed kimono outfit before I summoned some of my Pokemon to rest for awhile alongside me, while a few chose to do guard duty in case one of my classmates does not take my warning seriously.

Lucario and Gardevoir went around the lab, grabbing the fluffiest and coziest of blankets before piling them on me, Gallade tucking me in like a paternal figure would.

Letting Sneasel and my other small Pokemon in my bed, the second my head hit the pillow I was out, my dreams filled with a certain merchant from Gingko Guild and the brother of my sister's crush.

A few days later.....

It wasn't even a week later when Aunt Chichi called me saying she received a phone call from Nedzu and he wanted to see us ASAP. After getting approval from Headmaster Kirigiri, I was allowed to go off campus to tend to this meeting with the usual "be sure to be back before curfew" and "call if I can't make it before then."

Not that I'm worried. If anything, thanks to Gardevoir's Foresight, I knew what was going to happen. So with my Arc Phone in hand along with my katana at my hip and my comrades at the ready in case things head south (because despite what a certain former sidekick of All Might says, the future is never set in stone and it can be changed), I was in the car with Auntie, heading to UA to settle the deal once and for all.

Now we sit in that accursed office, the rat chimera smiling behind his folded paws wasting the usual pleasantries while Eraserhead, standing next to him, was giving me the stink-eye every so often. Clearly a reminder that he remembers the confrontation after the exams concluded and was still bitter about me getting the last word on the matter. I met his gaze head-on and unflinchingly; my chin raised defiantly and my eyes not showing a shred of remorse for my actions that day and even now. I have faced down Giratina for Sinnoh's sake, so this guy is amateur hour at best. He wouldn't even scare even the youngest of hatchling Pokemon with that lackluster bloodlust.

He broke eye contact first when Nedzu began speaking. "All right, let's cut straight to the point, shall we?"

Auntie gave an unladylike snort. "About time; thought you were gonna waste the day away on useless prattle...."

He did not respond to that jab as he continued. "I'm sure you two are biting at the bit to know the end result of the deal, right?"

"Kuh, hardly." I snorted to myself. "Especially since Gardevoir already told me the score just a few hours ago when I got up this morning."

Without waiting for a response, Nedzu picked up a remote. "Let's see the recording of your part of the exam." He pressed a button before a projector began to replay the events back at the thrice-damned practical exam, including where I summoned Regigigas and saved the participants caught in the zero-pointer's crosshairs.

"You couldn't imagine the surprise when I saw these creatures fighting," Nedzu spoke as we watched Gallade and Lucario whisk the wounded applicants to Braviary. "This is really something we need for our future generation of heroes." I felt my hackles rising at this, my eye narrowing with thinly veiled anger. Not a chance in the Reverse World.

The video kept playing as Regigigas halted the robot's movements as I darted underneath with my Sticky Globs and Scatterbangs to keep it in place before I delivered the final blow. I didn't plan to use the Breathing Style techniques, as I deemed the hero judges viewing the exam as unworthy to see such beautiful techniques but given the circumstances with my drawbacks for summoning too many Pokemon with a Legendary on top of that, I had to resort to drastic measures to end it quickly lest I passed out right then and there.

He pointed to the rampant zero-pointer he replayed it being in a deadlock with Regigigas, pausing it as he spoke. "This part, while I deeply apologize for the incident, I'm also quite interested in what you have done here, as I was under the impression that this was not on the registry regarding your Quirk. That and what you did with your sword and those odd items-"

"And it shall stay that way," Aunt Chichi barked in my defense, slamming a fist on the desk as she cut him off midsentence. "She merely summons them, that is all that you lot need to know on the subject. And she also makes her own items, and what she did with her sword is not of your concern."

"Apologies, but there seems to be more than what she is letting on." Eraserhead spoke as if I was not here, which pissed me off to a degree. "She, and by extension you as well, has some explaining to do."

I openly sneered at him. "Fat chance, you grimy hobo. I don't owe you nor anyone else jackshit." He opened his mouth to chew me out for my crass words before Auntie cut him off.

"Watch your step, Eraserhead. You don't want to lose your job, do you?" She asked rhetorically in a saccharine tone, making him close his mouth with an audible snap.

He had the gall to growl at her. "You don't scare me."

"Yeah, sure. And I'm a were-newt." I snarked, making him glare at me.

"Enough." Nedzu put a halt between our back-and-forth quickly and abruptly, effectively shutting Eraserhead up.

I turned to the rat. "Results. Now." I snarled, my patience running thinner than paper. Between these two and Kamado, they suck the life out of the room and I can feel the exhaustion creeping in on me like a shadow.

My bloodlust must have spooked him as he had to clear his throat before speaking, as if covering a voice crack. "Ahem. Right. My apologies, we have seem to have gotten off track. In short, let me be the first to say congratulations. Thanks to you demolishing the most villain-robots plus saving few lives while on the field, you have not only passed the practical exam, but you have also got the top score in the written exam, with bonus points added to your overall test score for spotting errors in the test questions and pointing them out in ink." My aunt shot me a side-glance at that, I returned with a slight shake of my head before we turned back to Nedzu.

"So as per our deal, which one of our classes would you like to be a part of?"

This was it.

The moment I have been waiting for.

I couldn't stop the smirk on my face from being pronounced before I leaned back in my chair lazily, my hands folded across my stomach as I crossed my leg over the other with an air of self-assured smugness. "None of them."

They blinked at me, my words lost on them as my aunt shot them a smirk of her own.

"Nani?" Nedzu asked, a bit dumbfounded at my response.

"None of them." I repeated. "Not sure if you noticed but," I opened up my kimono to reveal the top of my Hope's Peak Academy underneath my Galaxy Expedition Team uniform, "I'm already enrolled in another institute. And I have zero intentions of transferring out of it so do not bother with offering such."

They gawked wordlessly at the emblem that emblazoned on the blouse provided to the students of Hope's Peak (of course wearing the uniform is not required unless it is necessary such as certain school functions where we have to represent our academy in some manner).

"The only reason I didn't cancel the deal we made is because I'm a woman of my word, and I always back my promises, unlike some of the so-called heroes you have lingering around here like the stink on a week-old gym sock." I closed my kimono back up as I continued. "I also wanted to prove I wasn't all talk like you had originally written me off as," I shot a look at Eraserhead as I said this.

Nedzu finally found the words to speak; unfortunately for him they were not the right ones to say, especially in front of my aunt.

"I'm sorry, but we can't allow this." He said.

I shot him a look as I pulled my Arc Phone out, my AI Nana already opening the app to the voice recording library. "The hell you aren't," I retorted, playing back the recording. I had the pleasure of seeing the rat's face pale a shade lighter as I literally used his word against his.

"I have at least three copies of this, so don't bother trying to weasel your way out of this." I warned, making their eyes widen. Guess they were not expecting a "dumb teenager" to have the upper hand over them. "We also got some lawyers on speed dial if you even so much as try to fight us on this. Rest assured, you will lose before the case even starts."

"And it is no secret the Hero Commission wants you out of UA, if I may be so bold to remind you, Nedzu," Aunt Chichi added. "So imagine what would happen if, say, the public were to hear about the number one hero school staff not letting a child attend the school of her choice all because the board thought she was better off here, against her will at that. The reporters, I'm sure, will have more than one field day on that, I'm sure."

They stiffened at this; they were played by the simplest trick in the book and they were unable to do anything about it without affecting UA's image and having their job positions going on the chopping block.

I crossed my arms with an unholy smirk that can put Volo to shame. "So yeah. A deal's a deal, so deal with it. It's called a hustle, sweethearts." I said with biting sarcasm before I did a finger gun at both of them. "Boom."

Aunt Chichi rose from her seat. "Well, time flies when you are having fun," She gave them a shit-eating grin as I got up as well, done with all of this and ready to get out of this unholy cesspool of broken ideals and fractured dreams. "But my dear niece has to get back to class-" No I didn't, but don't tell these zealots that, "-and I'm sure you hero-types got some old ladies to escort across the street somewhere and whatnot so we'll be taking our leave now."

"Later~" I sent a backward peace sign as we left the office, closing the door with a slam.

As we traveled down the corridor, my Sneasel, who had kept hidden in my satchel, caught sight of All Might with a stack of papers in his hands and she tried to wriggle out so she could jump him with her poison-infused claws, but I held the bag close to my chest as we passed him.

"Not the time, young one, now shush." I hissed quietly as we exited the building.

Meanwhile back in the office....

Both Nedzu and Eraserhead blinked before they looked at each other and spoke.

"She really got us there...." Nedzu commented, the smile on his face wiped clean off his muzzle.

"So what do we do?" Eraserhead asked.

"For now, we leave her be." Nedzu spoke before a gleam entered his eye, making a chill pass down Eraserhead's spine. "In the meantime," Nedzu booted up his computer to look up Hope's Peak Academy in the search engine. Eraserhead had a bad feeling on what the principal was about to do.

"I must do some research on our friends in Hope's Peak Academy...."

Back with our protagonist without the ahoge....

"So," Aunt Chichi spoke as she began to drive us somewhere to get something to eat before dropping me off back at Hope's Peak Academy. "Want to explain why you saved those errant kids?"

I fiddled with my Arc Phone, frowning slightly. "Don't look into it too much. If those maintenance guys bothered to check the stupid thing, it would not have happened. I was only avoiding have unnecessary blood on my hands and no one else was gonna save their bacon so someone had to do it. As for the written test, Gallade is a grammar Nazi..."

She nodded. "That's fair. Though you are aware that this is probably not the last we'll see of them."

I groaned. "Don't remind me." I'm not sure which is a bigger headache, Kamado or these idiots in UA and the hero society in general. It's a close tie.

"How does tonkutsu sound for lunch?" Auntie offered, in hopes of changing the subject.

"Can we get some takoyaki to-go?" I asked hopefully. I was feeling quite ravenous after all of that.

"Sure. We can also get some ice cream mochi before we get you back to campus."

"Sounds good. I've had a full day." I let out an indulgent sigh as I licked the tip of my index finger and made a vertical motion with it; Chifuyu, one. Hero dopes, zero.

Meanwhile...

In one house, one angry pomeranian yelled angrily as he found out he did not make it to the top spot on UA's exams, until his mother burst in his room yelling at him to shut up and be quiet, making a racket for the neighbors to hear as they began to yell at each other back in forth. The same blonde vowed to wreak vengeance on the one who stole the spotlight from him yet again, and he is sure to make it painful as this is the last time this will happen.

A little ways down from their house, a certain greenette was excited that not only he made it in the school of his dreams (if only by the skin of his teeth) but his elusive classmate had made it to the top of the scoreboard, assuming that she was going to be in the same class as him. Maybe now he can get some more information about her Quirk.

A shame that neither of them knew what was in store, and they were both in for a great disappointment.......

AAANNNNNDDDD FINNNNNN!!!!!

Whew that's a wrap! Kinda fun but I think that will do for now. You got your filler and the UA entrance exam event. So enjoy it before my next update, whenever that may be.

This is ArtVampire signing off!

Ja ne!