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MHA78- Wild Date
🕑 Added 2025-04-18 16:30:49 +0000 UTCMina grabbed my arm and dragged me inside. The receptionist barely looked up as we checked in, handing us gear—light armor, gloves, and impact sensors to track hits.
"You picking a fight first, or am I?" I asked.
She grinned, strapping on her gear. "Oh, you’re going down first."
We stepped into the main zone—a bunch of platforms, walls, and cover spots. Some people were brawling, some were running the agility courses, and a few were messing with the high-ground challenge. A massive scoreboard tracked wins and K.O.s.
Mina cracked her knuckles. "Alright, Midoriya, let’s see if all that cockiness holds up."
I flexed my fingers. "You sure you wanna start with me? This might be your first loss."
"Pfft. Please. You’re cocky, but I’ve seen you fight. You take too many hits for fun."
"Only against people who can’t land real ones."
She pulled her gloves tighter. "Talk big all you want. I’m still wiping the floor with you."
We squared up, sensors blinking to show we were locked into a match. A countdown flashed overhead.
3… 2… 1…
She moved first. Quick, low stance, already closing the gap. I dodged left, but she read it and cut me off, swinging a kick at my ribs. I blocked, stepped in, and aimed a jab. She ducked under and clipped my side with a punch.
"Point—Ashido!" the system announced.
I rolled my shoulders. "Alright, alright."
She winked. "I’m just getting started."
I shot forward, feinting left before sweeping her legs. She jumped, twisting midair, but I caught her foot and yanked. She hit the ground, but instead of staying down, she rolled and kicked up, nearly catching my chin.
I backstepped. "Not bad."
"Not bad? Bitch, I’m winning."
I smirked and lunged again.
Fighting Mina was like fighting a human firework—unpredictable, explosive, and way too much fun. She didn’t rely on pure strength like Kirishima or Sato, but she had movement and speed locked down. Every hit came with a trick, every dodge led into another attack. I had to stay on my toes.
She spun into a roundhouse, acid flicking from her palm. It wasn’t enough to burn, but it slicked the floor. I skidded slightly, and that was all she needed. A punch to my gut, followed by a knee to my ribs.
"Point—Ashido!"
"Fuck’s sake," I muttered.
She grinned. "What’s wrong? Thought you were winning?"
I exhaled, rolling my neck. "Alright. No more nice guy."
I dashed in, faking a right hook before twisting into a kick. She barely dodged, and I followed up immediately, keeping her on the defensive. She flipped back, but I cut her escape off, sweeping her foot before she could land.
She hit the ground. I dropped on her, pinning her wrists. "Point—Midoriya!"
She blinked up at me, then smirked. "Oh, that’s how we’re playing, huh?"
I barely had time to react before she yanked me down, flipping us over. My back hit the floor.
"Point—Ashido!"
She leaned over me, grinning. "Gotcha."
I huffed. "Not for long."
I kicked up, knocking her balance. She stumbled, and I rolled us again, locking her down.
"Point—Midoriya!"
She huffed. "Okay, now you’re just copying me."
"Worked, didn’t it?"
She laughed. "Alright, truce?"
"Truce."
We let go at the same time, flopping onto our backs. The scoreboard flashed.
Winner: Ashido.
I groaned. "Ugh."
She pumped a fist. "Hell yeah!"
I sat up, shaking my head, hiding a smile. "Fine. You got me."
She stuck her tongue out. "Damn right."
We got up, shaking off the fight. Other players were still going at it, some watching us now, probably because we had put on a show.
Mina stretched. "So, round two, or are we trying something else?"
I glanced at the obstacle course section. "Climbing challenge."
She grinned. "Oh, you’re gonna lose."
I scoffed. "Wanna bet?"
"Yeah. Loser buys dinner."
"Deal."
We moved to the climbing area—vertical walls, ledges, and moving platforms that required strategy and speed. A few guys were struggling at the higher levels. The hardest part? No quirks. It was all technique. Not that I had one and hers wasn’t that useful in this situation.
The countdown started.
Mina jumped first, grabbing a ledge and swinging up. I followed, keeping pace. She had the advantage—more flexible, better at adapting mid-move—but I had raw strength on my side.
We climbed fast, moving through the course without hesitation. She leaped to a rotating platform, but I took a different route, aiming for a direct climb instead of sideways movement.
She smirked. "Trying to out-think me?"
I grinned. "Always."
She jumped again, but this time, I saw the mistake. The platform wobbled, and she lost momentum. I surged ahead, grabbing the final ledge and pulling up.
The buzzer rang.
Winner: Midoriya.
Mina landed next to me, panting. "Damn. You actually won one."
I smirked. "Looks like you’re buying dinner."
She groaned. "Ugh. Fine."
We climbed down, shaking off the run. The arena was still alive with energy, but we had done enough. We turned in our gear and stepped outside. The night air was cool, the city still buzzing.
Mina stretched, rolling her shoulders. "That was fun as hell."
"Told you."
She shot me a look. "So, what’s next?"
I checked the time. "Food. I won."
She sighed. "Yeah, yeah. Let’s eat."
We found a nearby spot—some hole-in-the-wall ramen place. We grabbed a booth, ordered, and settled in.
She leaned on the table. "You ever think about what we’re actually doing?"
I raised a brow. "What, hero shit?"
"Yeah. We just passed. We’re kinda legit now."
I chuckled, "Phrasing. That sounds like you are after my innocence. I will let you know, I do not do on first date."
Mina smirked, leaning on the table. "First date? So, you’re saying there’s a second?"
I tapped the side of my bowl. "Depends. You paying?"
She clicked her tongue. "Shit, I knew there was a catch."
"That is life, Bubblegum. Nothing comes free."
She rolled her eyes, grabbing her chopsticks. "Yeah, yeah. Eat your damn food."
The place was quiet, just a few late-night customers minding their own business. Some guy at the counter was watching the news, the volume low, showing clips from some villain shit.
We finished eating. I paid. Mina whined about it for a solid minute, but I waved her off.
"You lost. I win. Shut up and accept it," I said, tossing some bills on the counter.
"That’s some toxic masculinity right there," she grumbled, slurping up the last of her ramen.
"Nah, that’s just me being a gentleman. Know the difference."
She leaned back, tapping her stomach. "Man, you just wanted an excuse to flex your wallet."
I stood up, stretching. "Yup. And you fell for it. Classic mistake."
She rolled her eyes but grabbed her jacket. "Fine, whatever. But next time, I’m paying."
I laughed. "Yeah, we’ll see about that."
We stepped outside. The city was still awake, but the streets had thinned out. Neon lights flickered, cars rolled by, and the distant hum of life filled the air. Mina stretched, rolling her shoulders.
“Sooo, wanna sneak into my room?” She shot me a grin, head tilted like she wasn’t expecting an answer, just watching for a reaction.
I looked at her, deadpan. “You know teasing me is not a good idea. I may be Japanese, but I am not a beta protagonist. I don’t blush, faint, or run from girls.”
She snickered. “Oh? That so?”
To prove my point, I grabbed her waist and pulled her in. Her grin froze for a split second before her cheeks darkened—not as obvious as someone with lighter skin, but it was there. People always thought she couldn't blush, but blood was blood.
“Oh?” I smirked. “What’s this? Miss Ashido actually flustered?”
She recovered quick, but I saw the flicker in her eyes. “Flustered? Bitch, please.” She pressed closer, resting her chin on my shoulder. “If anything, you just gave me an excuse to stay right here.”
I hummed. “So, this is where you admit you have a thing for me?”
“Nah, I just like the free heat.”
"That so? Then let’s check." I let go of her waist and stepped back. She didn’t move. Just stood there.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” I muttered.
She huffed. “Fine, fine, you got me.” She looped an arm around mine. “But let’s be real, this was happening eventually.”
“Yeah, yeah.” I glanced at the time. “We heading back, or you still feel like loitering?”
She pulled out her phone, checked something, then shrugged. “We can head back, but we gotta stop somewhere first.”
I raised a brow. “Somewhere?”
“You’ll see.”
I rolled my eyes but let her drag me along. We moved through the streets, passing late-night food stalls, convenience stores, and a few idiots drunkenly arguing over something pointless.
Eventually, she stopped in front of a vending machine, scanning the options. “Alright, be honest—what’s your go-to?”
I shrugged. “Anything that kills me faster.”
Mina nodded like I just said the most reasonable thing ever. “So, soda, cola, or Fanta?”
I leaned against the vending machine, scanning the options. “Whichever has the most chemicals.”
“Cola it is.” She punched in the code and grabbed the can when it dropped. “You’re not gonna be one of those old guys who drinks black coffee and calls kids weak, are you?”
“Nah, I’ll be the old guy who spikes his coffee and calls kids weak.”
She snickered and popped the can open. “Alright, grandpa, let’s get moving before you start ranting about ‘back in my day.’”
We got to the dorms, and of course, half the class was already peeking out the windows like nosy neighbors with nothing better to do. The second I looked up, the whispers started.
“Oh my God, he actually—”
“Are they holding hands—”
“Shut the hell up, he’ll hear—”
I sighed, tilted my head back, and yelled, “Get the fuck back into your rooms before I go medieval on your asses!”
Comments
TheFanficGOD
Thanks for the trivia and feedback. Yeah, I feel like slice chapters every once in a while to tone down the energy makes it better.
TheFanficGOD
Yes, Mina has that wild energy matching Ryuu, or compliment in some areas.
Marvin Baltes
ok we have mina´s nickname Bubblegum (which i like as an endearing name). in anycase did you know that the first bubble gum was Dubble Bubble which debut in 1928? btw, it is also great that bubblegum is not very popular to consume in the modern time since it easily causes an f* ton of trash that pretty much degrades as quickly as some plastics because...... both kinds of stuff are made from mineral oils like petrolium (gummy bears also kinda share that, but are thankfully not as problematic for the enviroment) btw, i like these dates as the girls can develop more stronger romantic bonds with with ryuu, enjoy themselves & are nice to read. prop also helps that these chapters don´t need as much trash talk so our dear author can recharge for the next shit-talk-marathon.
hector lyng
You know, I don't like Ryuu x Tsuyu, I don't feel chemistry, I like that chemistry with Ryuu x Mina, I also like Ryuu x Toru, I also like Ryuu x Momo, with Jiro, Ochaco I don't feel that chemistry or at least not for now, but my favorite is with Mina, I hope they stay together
