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Chapter 22: Election
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Chapter 22: Election
After the mess of reporters trying to get students to talk, the students managed to get onto campus without issue and make it to homeroom. With the hero students, they waited for things to kick off, but while they did, they shared stories of how they managed to get in.
"You didn't," Jiro called out Hagakure for what must have been a lie, while the rest of those who lived in their apartment couldn’t help but smile or laugh.
"He really did. Thanks to his distraction, they didn't even notice us walking in." She told them that it had been a riot watching them try to comprehend what he said. Not to say they did, but once Midoriya translated for them, they hadn't stopped laughing all the way to class, so Jiro had even asked about it.
“Aoyama, it wasn’t very heroic to mess with them by saying nonsense in French.” Iida scolded the Frenchman, who hardly seemed to care.
"Well, it wasn't very polite to stop people when they have to get to class on time. They're not the ones that risk it getting on their records if they're late." Aoyama shot back, though Iida wasn't sure that he entirely meant that as Aizawa had painted himself to be harsh, but indeed, he wouldn't have marked them for something like the press.
“I followed his footsteps and did the same. It was real funny to act like Fudd. I was just missing a shotgun.” Tsunotori high-fived Shoda.
"I must admit, it was amusing, but I didn't speak gibberish. I merely told them my thoughts in my native tongue." Rin admitted. Awase and Kaminari pressed him for details, and when he told them, they laughed and said he must have sounded like an angry dad, comparing them to cousin Timmy.
"How could you have done such a thing? We're going to be heroes in three years. We should learn how to respectfully engage with the press." Yaoyorozu asked them as Ashido only wrapped an arm around her shoulders, finding it more amusing than anything else.
"We can learn that later, but right now, it's much more enjoyable to mess with them, " the pink-skinned girl said, others agreeing with her that it was pretty funny to hear about that. Perhaps they'll do the same if they get the chance.
"Careful there. Make an enemy of them, and they'll start writing all sorts of terrible stories about you." Tokage warned that many people had run afoul of those who work in media and paid the price.
Further conversation was halted when the morning bell rang. The door opened, Aizawa having either waited for it or been so punctual that he arrived right on the dot; they didn't know, and none dared ask as they quickly rushed for their assigned seats. The last of them, Tokoyami, managed to sit down in the time it took for the lecturer to walk from the entrance to the podium.
"That was fast, but you should all be in your seats next time before I or another professor arrives." Aizawa started, his tired yet watchful gaze going over the entire class; seeing they accepted that, he continued.
"Good morning, then. I won't waste time, as you all have classes after this, so we'll get right into this special assignment." He announced, the entire room stiffing up as they could only fear what he had decided to put them through.
‘Special assignment?’
‘What could it be? A pop quiz? No way, he can’t be that cruel!’ Tetsutetsu knew he would bomb that, with the pressure of whatever threat the man could put on them only making that worse.
‘Is he planning on making us do another quirk assessment? It's only the 3rd day of school!’ Jiro started to sweat, as she would have thought it would be a weekly thing at most. There was no way any of them could have improved all that much, but since they would know what to expect, she could end up ranking even lower.
“Today, you’ll be selecting your course representative.” Aizawa's words brought some relief to the students, who let out a collective sigh, but then confusion set in.
“Course…representative?” Tokage asked, to which the pro nodded his head.
“You had class representatives or student council in middle and high school, correct?” He asked, and just about everyone nodded, with the key exception being Todoroki. However, he expected that as the kid was home-schooled his entire life. "Well, this is a similar thing. To break it down, every course elects representatives who form up U.A.'s student council, which works with the staff to manage the school's day-to-day."
"But sir, don't the general courses outnumber courses like our own?" Uraraka asked.
"Correct, representatives are allocated in proportion to the number of students, so despite U.A. being known as a hero-centric school, you'll find that the hero course has a much weaker voting power than even business or support," Aizawa explained. The hero course had the fewest students by far, with the next course, the business course, having four times their number.
"That seems a little unfair," Awase complained, but Asui didn't think so.
“(Kero) I mean, it makes sense. You don’t see All Might running the government or anything like that. Even he has to work with civil authority.” Heroes were the faces of society and what everyone looked up to in the same way, but that didn't run the show.
“Asui’s correct. You won't be running the show, but that doesn't mean you have no say in matters. You'll have someone at the table who advocates for whatever you believe is advantageous for the hero course." Aizawa picked up from there, as it was a reasonable means for them to get used to both working and under civil authority, as they might be learning about the law in class, which helped them put what they were taught into practice.
“That said, the council isn’t just a leaderless body, as it is led by the student council president who, among other things, is given a larger voting power and the authority to appoint or dismiss ministers within that council." The hero continued, with Midoriya speaking up as he recalled reading about a position like that as a kid.
“I think I’ve read about that. Best Jeanist was elected student council president in his 2nd year and held it till he graduated. All Might also managed to win it in his 1st year…but he had to drop out in his 3rd year, so he stepped down from the office.” All Might didn't like to talk about his time as a student since he technically didn't finish his education, but when he did, he would often laugh about how much trouble he was in as president and how it was nothing like he expected but helped shape him into the man he was now.
“Oh yeah, didn’t Endeavour also run for president?” Hagakure asked.
"He lost both times," Todoroki answered without hesitation.
"The election for student council president comes later in your second semester. Right now, you'll just be electing your regular representatives. The rules dictate that there should be one for every 20 students, so we get 2." Aizawa retook control.
“Just 2?” Sero asked.
“How much do the others get?” Sato asked.
"As they outnumber us by a significant margin, quite a bit, as the course that comes directly after us gets 8," Aizawa told them, with some doing the match in their heads and seeing just how large the gap in students between them and the rest was.
“Then wait, if they get such a dominating vote in things, how are we supposed to get them to do what we want or need?” Uraraka raised a good point.
“That right there is the issue. You’re not supposed to see it as ‘getting them to do what you want’ but convince them that ideas that benefit the hero course would also benefit them.” Aizawa explained that some thought a hero-centric school should have disproportional power to the hero course or perhaps give their representatives veto power.
They didn't do that to keep the entire point of the hero course even included. They were being taught to be civil servants. Top heroes could influence policy and law, but they couldn't pass or strike them down and shouldn't feel they should have that right.
“However, it’s not a simple majority that takes decisions, as the school designed the council to need a supermajority." Aizawa continued.
“What’s a supermajority?” Kaminari asked.
Yaoyorozu answered crisply and composedly before Aizawa could. "It's a political term. Typically, it means two-thirds or three-fourths. It's meant to ensure that a large part of the voting population or their representatives consent to an idea and foster compromise to garner that support."
Aizawa nodded, happy that at least one student knew their politics. "She's correct, though for you, it will be around two-thirds. However, you should know that while the general course is by far the largest, unlike the other three courses, it's not a monolith as we offer several degrees through it. Because of that, some of those smaller groups could side more with support, business, or heroes, but it's not an exact science."
“Okay, but how are you supposed to select our reps?" Kaibara asked. It was nice to know they had a fighting chance at this council, but that didn't give them the means to elect two people to represent them.
“I don’t really care how you do it, as long as you hand in your selections this time tomorrow. If it helps, the class before you held a free-for-all after school where the winner and runner-up were selected, and the class before them held a raffle.” Aizawa replied, giving them a good picture of how few restrictions they had on things before he snuggled into his sleeping bag.
“So, do whatever you wish.” He finished as seconds later, he was out like a light, leaving the class stumped on what had just happened.
‘When did he bring out the sleeping bag?’ They thought to themselves, as they wanted to test if he was really asleep, but not even the stewing in anger Bakugo was brave or foolish enough to try and test if their teacher was a light or heavy sleeper.
That didn't mean they didn't start fighting over it. Kirishima started, trying not to yell, or else they risked waking up their teacher, who decided their lecture hall was a good napping ground. Tetsutetsu had no such restraint and went louder, followed by Komori, Awase, Ashido, Aoyama, Jiro, Kaminari, Mineta, and many more.
Looking around, Midoriya saw that he was in the small minority that wasn't trying to yell to the others to pick them. Some, like Yanagi, Shoda, Todoroki, and Tokoyami, seemed entirely uninterested in the position. Others, like Shiozaki, Iida, and Yaoyorozu, actively looked disappointed in how fast things devolved, while those like Koda seemed like they wanted it but were too shy to say anything.
If he had to think about it, he was in the middle of Iida and Yanagi. He wasn't impressed with how a room filled with legal adults could so quickly start acting like middle schoolers all over again, but at the same time, he didn't want the office. The hero course was hard enough as it was; even if he enjoyed most of his classes, he still only got off at 5 each weekday. And that didn't consider that he could be called to help deal with a restless or dangerous quirk spirit. He had enough on his plate as his.
‘Yuga’s in the same boat, and yet, there he does.' He thought, watching his best friend get into a heated debate with Kaminari and Awase over why he was the better option between the 3. Still, there was an appeal to the position as they saw in middle and high school that it could help show higher education centers like U.A. and future employees that one had leadership capabilities or knew how to manage resources like people.
So it didn’t take much to see why future heroes would want to show that they could do the same, especially when big names had done it in the past.
“Silence, please!” The bickering students turned to Iida, who had stood up.
"It's unbecoming for future heroes- no, for college students, so be so unorderly and overly something like this! As you heard from Aizawa, our seniors have all created ways to decide that were better than merely yelling that you want it.” Iida scolded them all, though the image was ruined by the fact his hand was raised high.
Ignoring that last part, Kendo stepped up. "He's right, and as 'fun' as a free-for-all sounds, this isn't supposed to be a job that goes to the strongest but the most qualified, which also removes something random like a raffle."
Iida nodded, happy that someone was on his side on this. “Which is why I propose we vote on it.”
“We haven’t known each other long, so wouldn’t people just vote for themselves?” Asui asked.
"True, but being the representative means having the trust of the others to get the job done. So even a few votes should be enough if everyone else picks themselves." Tokage replied.
Midoriya also added his two yen to the argument in favor of voting. "Also, we've spent 2 days together at this point, some friend groups have started to form, and we've seen how others react in our mandatory and electives. Our first combat class seems like a good way to judge leadership and reliability in a pinch." He already knew who he was voting for.
Thinking it over, no one had a better idea, so they consented. "Seems fair enough," Tsuburaraba said.
“I’m game.” Jiro agreed with him as Iida nodded.
"Excellent. Everyone tear out a page from a notebook and write your name at the top and who you're voting for in the middle of the page. You'll fold your papers and then pass them to the person in front of you, and those seated at the front of the five rows will then bring them to the front." Iida instructed them all, and the students did just that.
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After a few minutes, the votes had been cast and taken to the front, where Iida, the one picked to count them fairly, unfolded papers and marked off the votes each person got. When he had finished, he looked like he wanted to cry, but he held back the tears as he put the data into the whiteboard.
"After counting the votes twice to ensure accuracy, here are the results for the 4 who received the most votes." Iida tapped the screen before him, putting up the results for the class to see.
First place: Kendo. 11 Votes. Supporters: Midoriya; Fukidashi; Kuroiro; Honenuki; Kodai; Todoroki; Tetsutetsu; Tokoyami; Shoji; Asui; Koda
Second place: Yaoyoorzu. 9 Votes. Supporters: Mineta; Kirishima; Tokage; Kaibara; Shiozaki; Monoma; Shishida; Tsunotori; Yaoyorozu
Third place: Midoriya. 5 Votes. Supporters: Yanagi; Uraraka; Kamakiri; Jiro; Iida
Fourth place: Aoyama. 4 Votes. Supporters: Aoyama; Komori; Shoda; Hagakure
“What the fuck? How’d he get so many?” Bakugo got up, furious that not only wasn’t he in the top four, but Deku and Frenchie were!
“Well, he didn’t try and kill someone, so there’s that.” Jiro snarked back at him, which he met with a glare, but Jiro didn't back down. It seemed like he somehow thought that despite being so dangerous, he was barred from the complete hero class, that he was still popular enough with any of them to win more than just a single vote. He wasn't, and she was more than willing to clarify that. Uraraka also glared at Sato and Tokage, who both recalled that they lost because of him.
“I came in third?” Midoriya blinked, looking at the people who voted for him. Yanagi offered little more than a nod while Kamakiri gave him a smirk and thumbs up.
“I came in first?” But if he was surprised, Kendo was stumped as she looked at her place and how much of a lead she held as over a quarter of the class voted for her, many of whom were cheering for the fact their pick on out.
“Zero votes…” Iida slumped at the podium, as he didn’t show the rest, but they could infer enough from it.
"Dude, if you wanted it that badly, why did you not vote for yourself?" Kaibara asked him as Iida took a breath, adjusted his glasses, and decided to deal with his disappointment later.
"Regardless, I accept the results of this election. Would Kendo and Yaoyorozu come to the front, please?" Iida asked as he stepped to the side. The two girls shared a glance before they got up. Yaoyorozu walked with far more poise than Kendo did. The latter seemed nervous about this while the former moved as if she had expected it, or perhaps she just wasn't bothered by it. Who could say?
Once they got to the front, Aizawa woke up like a machine being turned on. "So that was fast. So you all accept that your representatives will be Kendo and Yaoyorozu?"
"As much as I wish it wasn't, the people have spoken." Aoyama turned his head, Ashido pocking at his back with a big playful smile.
"Well, I was one of those who voted for her, so my answer should be clear on that," Fukidashi noted, with Midoriya, Honenuki, and Tokoyami nodding.
“They seem capable enough.” Todoroki kept it short, having decided that he had no interest in working in student government. Would it feel good to get in and perhaps win the presidency? Yes, but it would also be serving…him.
“Then it decided," Aizawa said right as the bell rang. "And right on time, you all need to get to your first class. Kendo, Yaoyorozu, come to the faculty room during lunch so you get the finer details on what you'll be expected to do."
“Yes, sir.” The two said as they returned to their seats to grab their backs as the rest got up to make their way to their first class, which, even after just 2 days, was proving to be one of their favorites if only because All Might taught it.
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Hours later, the friend group found themselves once again off campus, having gone into town for lunch. Instead of returning to the Mexican restaurant, they followed a group of 2nd and 3rd years to another place, a larger establishment with 2 levels, which gave even more seating. The walls were lined with photos of the store owner and managers posing with numerous people, mainly U.A. alumni and staff, both past and present.
The staff seemed incredibly friendly towards them from the moment they walked in, and they saw that on the American diner-style menu, many items came with discounts for U.A. students, which put a pep into Uraraka's step.
"I still think this is bad," Uraraka grumbled as Midoriya once again strong-armed her into agreeing to let him pay for her meal, adding that with the discount, it wouldn't even be that big a deal, not when weighed against the idea that she would either need to eat light if at all.
Midoriya looked through the menu and saw many things he had only heard about on TV or when All Might talked about his time in the States. "You want to save your cash, that's fine. But we want to be able to hang out, and sometimes that costs, so an easy fix is we find a means to cover for you." He looked up with a smile that made Uraraka smile back, though she was still hesitant.
"Yeah, but I don't want to come off as a gold digger," Uraraka replied, to which Aoyama laughed at her worries, waving them off.
“Trust me, you’re not. He has more money than he lets on, and if not spent on you, it goes towards trying to track down the most obscure All Might merch there is." He pointed at Midoriya, who looked unimpressed at his best friend.
"I wouldn't have lost in that stupid bidding way if someone didn't need my help finding spices." He reminded him of something he had missed the previous evening, Aoyama’s distraction meant he was away from his computer for a little over a minute, but that was more than enough time for him to lose the chance to win the bidding way for a limited-edition Canadian Mounty poster of All Might.
“OwlTrickster beat you out, and you know it. He almost always does." Aoyama replied, as whoever that person was, they were something of a rival with Midoriya when it came to rare and valued All Might memorabilia, with the green-haired boy's day always being better when every now and then, he managed to outbid the faceless username.
“Point is,” Midoriya stressed to Aoyama, who flashed a smirk, which had some of the rest giggling, before he turned his gaze back to Uraraka, all smiles. "It's not an issue, Uraraka. We're friends, which is what friends do for one another. Not like you called in the middle of the night asking for help getting rid of a body." Uraraka blushed at his words, as he seemed as sincere as always. Made all the better as they already knew he had a serious girlfriend, so this was just his typical behavior.
With that said, they went through the menu, debating which to get and what they suspected things would taste like before deciding on their dishes and giving the orders to one of the waiters who came by. The older woman flashed them a smile as she turned and walked away, leaving Ojiro hot under the collar from her gaze.
Once their food arrived, having been taken to them on a court, they started to dig in, finding that the place wasn't just a U.A. favorite because of the discount, but the flavor as the good was great, seasoned, and prepped by a fine hand.
"There's a lot more students up and about now," Hagakure noted as she looked around, seeing that what could have easily been 80% of the customers inside the packed restaurant wore U.A. uniforms, the same as them.
"Well, with the school year in full swing, people feel comfortable leaving campus for lunch," Iida noted, seeing that there was a line outside for people who either wanted to sit down or just came for take-out. Again, those two lines were mainly students, so Iida guessed that this place must have made most of its profits during the weekday lunchtime rush.
“Are you still upset that you lost?” Komori asked Aoyama as he pocked at his half-eaten meal, the none-alcoholic red wine nearly done.
"I'm not upset. I'm disappointed that so few saw my excellence.” Aoyama was definitely upset as Midoriya nudged his side.
"Yeah, keep telling yourself that," Midoriya replied, knowing that Yuga couldn’t hit back as while he had lost as well, he didn’t want the office to begin with.
“Midoriya, if I may ask, why didn’t you vote for yourself?” Iida asked a question, a good one. The rest of the table turned to him, and Midoriya placed his fork down to think.
"Because I don't think I'm the right person, I…we have a lot on our plates as is. No way, I could handle all that and council duties." He kept it vague, as he couldn't just tell them everything. Even if they believed him, they'd surely tell the teachers as researching quirks was heavily regulated, if people found out his mother found a means to create them…
Lucky for him, his reasonings made enough sense that none of them dug further as Tetsutetsu set aside the massive T-bone steak he had been eating. “Kendo was a pretty good choice, bro. You all saw her and Yaoyorozu during training; she was super cool under pressure, could think on her feet, and threw hands with the rest of her team, leading by example."
“It was pretty manly, but I think that Yaoyorozu was better. Sure, brawlers are great and all, but we need people that stay back and keep a greater picture kinda deal, so we brawlers can be sent to where we can do the most damage.” Kirishima argued against him with little real fury as he kept at his chivo guisado.
“Well, I think you would have been a great choice. It was your plan that got us to victory in our combat training. We just didn’t know that Bakugo had something that powerful.” Uraraka gave Midoriya a big thumbs up, which made it his turn to blush a little.
"Well, it doesn't matter now; the election is over. So maybe we can try again for council president, " Ashido said before she took another bite of her double vegan cheeseburger, having decided to experiment since this was an American-style joint.
"How do you know the candidates won't be taken from those chosen now?" Iida asked, pausing from his spicy beef stew.
"I don't, but a girl can dream," Ashido replied as she ate, which made Iida frown as she ate with her mouth open.
"Ashido, you shouldn't make a habit of such. It would be better if you based our expectations on research and precedent. I'm sure our seniors would be happy to explain how the presidency is filled." He told her, which caused Kamakiri to snort as he drank his soda.
“You say that like you don’t want it as well, Sonic.”
“Sonic?” Iida repeated as he was sure that he didn't run at such speeds. Seeing his confusion, Ojiro quickly explained to him what Kamakiri meant, and after Iida reminded Kamakiri that he wasn't blue or cocky, he got back on track.
“Well, yes, it's true that, if possible, I'll campaign to be voted in as student council president, but it wouldn't be appropriate to start now when I know so little about the office and selection method. Besides, those selected must be recognized as worthy of the position, so it would be more respectable to those I wish to garner support from if I only did so after demonstrating what I can bring to the table.” Iida answered though it was pretty long, which made the table pause as they listened.
“You talk real fancy, Iida. Are you a rich boy?” Uraraka asked him out of the blue, which made him stutter.
“Rich-!” Iida spluttered, which only made Ashido and Kamakiri laugh even harder as the taller, spectacled boy struggled to compose himself.
“Well, I had hoped that changing how I spoke would mask my origins, but I suppose I didn't do a good enough job." He sighed but found that he couldn't keep his secrets as the entire group watched him like he was about to pop out an egg.
“Come on, Iida. You can't keep us hanging!" Tetsutetsu cheered him on, and others nodded and smiled at him.
"Yeah, you come from some super-rich family or something?" Komori asked him.
"I wouldn't call us super rich, though I admit we're quite well off." Iida certainly never felt like he was 'rich,' but he went to private schools his entire life with far wealthier kids. "My family has been heroes for three generations. Have you heard of the Turbo hero: Ingenium?"
Ashido tapped her glossed-up lip. "He's the speedster, right? I met him once; he's such a dream boat." Jiro rolled her eyes, but she did agree that the pro was handsome as hell when he didn't have the helmet on, like a knight from some fairy tale.
Midoriya focused more on his heroic elements as he buzzed in his seat. "He's also one of the best heroes out there. He might not be in the top 20, but he's incredible in the field and super popular with just about everyone. His Tokyo agency even employs 65 sidekicks split into teams of 5.”
It didn't matter that so many sidekicks meant that they had to be extra careful when investigating and handling quirk spirits in those parts of Tokyo, Midoriya couldn't stop himself from loving heroes, especially someone like Ingenium, who believed in the spirit over the law to the extent he would freely admit to working with vigilantes that genuinely wanted to help, even recommending some to become true heroes as was the case with some of his sidekicks.
Iida had a smile of pride on his face as he stood up. “He’s my older brother!”
“Wait, no way!” Uraraka gushed out.
"It's true, and as Midoriya says, he's an honorable hero who follows the rules, leads people, and saves lives. An idea of what a true hero is. I've looked up to him as far as I can remember and want to be the type of hero he is." Iida stated, his words tinged with admiration and love, which made the table awe at how much he cared for his big brother.
Iida, however, took a breath, some of that bravado leaving him as he sat back down, his stunt unnoticed by the other customers. “But I’m nowhere near that point yet; if my brother had been paired with someone like Bakugo, he would have been able to get him to cooperate or, at the very least, hold himself back. That was why I voted for you, Midoriya. You were able to manage your team without issue, create a plan, and act on it."
Midoriya frowned at that, as he didn't think anyone could control Bakugo, as he was always fiercely independent; even as a kid, he hated it when people helped him, even his parents. But he wasn't so focused on that as he was on Iida's face, and the entire table seemed to be watching in surprise, amusement, or confusion. “Is there something on my face?” Iida asked.
"Nothing, man, it's just that's the first time we've seen you smile; you'll always be so serious." Kirishima pointed out, with Iida realizing that he wasn't wrong as he felt his face, and sure enough, he had a big ole smile.
“Yup, and if you want to be more like your hottie of a brother, you gotta learn how to relax and smile more! His smile can even make crying babies giggle, you know." Ashido playfully taunted.
“He’s never told me such!” Iida shot back, which devolved into another toothless argument between the two, making Uraraka, Komori, and the brothers from different mothers laugh. At the same time, the rest smiled as they watched.
Midoriya felt like this was great, the kind of thing that he wanted to perish, but there was something he wanted to clear. “Iida, as much as I appreciate the support, I’m happy that I didn’t-!” He was interrupted by his phone ringing. He was about to apologise for not leaving it on vibrate for the conversation, but then he remembered that he had left it on vibrate.
The ringtone wasn't coming from him but from Ashido, who blinked as she reached for her pocket before Midoriya's phone vibrated. He was followed by Ojiro, who felt his device buzz in his pocket. “What the heck?”
“It’s everyone’s phones.” Jiro frowned as she heard phones vibrating away or ringing with message alerts. Such a mass event paused any enjoyment or discussions in the room filled with an overwhelming majority of U.A. students, as it seemed like that was the only link.
“The fuck!” She looked at Kamakiri, the boy snarling at his phone.
“What is it?” Komori scooted closer to the heteromorph.
"It's from the school, something about a security breach." At his words, the entire table reached for their phones, ignoring how they all decorated their devices or what they had; instead, they focused on what the school had sent them.
Attention students, there has been a level 3 security breach on the main campus. All students inside campus grounds are to calmly but quickly make their way outdoors immediately. Any students who are off campus grounds are to stay clear of the main campus until they are given further instructions.
"What's a level 3 security breach?" Iida asked a senior sitting in the booth opposite them.
"It means that someone trespassed on school grounds, but we've been here 3 years, and this has never happened before."
“Do you think it’s a villain?” Komori asked, worried about the situation, but a second-year student scoffed at the notion.
“Here? No way, they’ll need to be insane!”
"Yeah, and we got All Might as a professor this year. Even if it was a villain, he'd have them packed up and ready to be arrested before we finish our meals." One of the girls at his table added, returning to their meal as if that was nothing to worry about.
“You’re right. Hell, it’s probably just a glitch in the system.” Someone else agreed with her, and the restaurant returned to normal, the alert nearly forgotten.
“They’re pretty relaxed about it.” Aoyama frowned as Ojiro looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"I mean, aren't you? All Might's around, so everything would be fine." The tailed boy shrugged, as there was a reason All Might had remained at the top for 25-plus years.
"Besides, if there was a villain attack, pretty sure we would have heard about by now, people would be running away in panic, or maybe there'll be explosions in the distance," Tetsutetsu added his opinions to the talk, which didn’t sit right with some at the table, especially Uraraka as Aoyama and Midoriya noticed, but perhaps she was just as worried as them.
“Maybe.” Aoyama relented as they got back to their meal, as with their luck, they'd be expected to make it for their afternoon classes, so one would need to have a full stomach.
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Later, with students still kept from the main gate, Nezu stood along with Midnight, Thirteen, and Serenity stood at it, or to be more accurate, its remains as the massive block of reinforced steel lay in ruins, not from an explosion, hear or something just smashing through. Still, as Nezu bent and picked up a piece, he could see that it was flaky and rusty, as if the entire thing had been aged centuries in the hours since he had last seen it.
“It’s safe to say that the press couldn’t have been the ones that did this, wouldn’t you say?” He noted the three pros, and professors with him agreed.
"If one of them did, then they aren't talking, but with most of them taken by the police, we can request they look into their quirks, but I doubt we'll find anything." Thirteen noted, as Aizawa, All Might, and Present Mic had been the ones to lead their trouble-makers off campus, the number one refusing any questions as the police put cuffs on nosy reporters.
Midnight doubted that they'd learn anything from that rabbit hole. "Agreed, this doesn't fit something media people would do. Some might not understand what space and privacy are, but even the worst wouldn't actively force an entry, which is certainly not like this."
The only human males' eyes narrowed slightly as he looked towards their leader and employer. “Are you thinking that I’m thinking, sir?”
“That someone let them in, and I can think of only one reason they would.” Nezu frowned, as he had never imagined something like this would happen, but one needed to face the facts.
“It would seem…that this was a declaration of war.”
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Well, well, well, another chapter, and this time, I wasn't rushing to post this long into the night. And with Path of Storms having finished the movie plot last week, and Path of Waves finishing the Sports Festival this week, I'll have even more free time as I work out details for those stories' future since, well…the last time I just wrote out my ass as Heroes of the Dark Skies whose very name makes me cringe. I'm thinking of picking up drawing, so I'll see how that goes.
Now, onto this chapter. It was a bit hard to write. Ideas that I had had to edit out as they simply couldn't be incorporated, while others that did make it in had to be altered, which meant that I had to revise plans for future chapters. But I'm happy with the finished product and hope you enjoyed it.
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And we’re done! What did you think? I know that uni doesn't have the same representative thing as high school. Still, it's a fictional world, so we can afford to play fast and loose with some things, primarily if they can be used to help flush out the world. Also, I have some fun ideas for this student council, but that's neither here nor there.
One change I feel no shame for is removing the cafeteria panic scene, as I've written that like 3 times already, and since a big thing about it was setting up Iida was the better option for class rep, it didn't feel right to keep since Kendo and Yaoyorozu aren't bad choices, Tetsutetsu could tell you just how great Kendo is. Besides, I've already set up that they can eat lunch off campus, so having them decide to remain just for that scene felt forced, and it was hard to justify and repetitive.
And yes, I do enjoy writing scenes with Iida and Ashido. I imagine that they'll have a pretty fun dynamic similar to what people think Tenya and Mei would have…but with a girl who remembers his name and didn't shamelessly trick him into being a walking billboard.
