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MHA54- Eternal Virgin
🕑 Added 2025-03-30 16:44:18 +0000 UTCThe next morning started with someone banging on the door.
"WAKE UP, MAGGOTS!" Pixie Boobs voice rang through the hallway.
I cracked one eye open. "We just got here, the fuck?"
"Up! Now! You have five minutes before I drag you out myself!"
Izuku shot up immediately, scrambling for his clothes. Shoji stretched. Todoroki took his time. I rolled onto my stomach.
"Ryuu," Izuku hissed. "Get dressed!"
I pulled the blanket over my head. "Two more minutes."
The door slammed open.
Mandalay stood there, arms crossed. "Midoriya, if you’re not outside in five minutes, I’m calling Aizawa."
I didn’t move. "Go ahead. I have a complaint to file with him too."
She walked over, grabbed my ankle, and yanked me off the bed. I hit the ground with a thud, butt naked.
Lying flat on my back, I looked up at Mandalay, grinning. “You know this is a felony, right? I’m a minor.”
Her face went red so fast I thought she might short-circuit. She turned her head, eyes darting anywhere but at me. “Why the hell are you naked?”
I got up, stretching without a care. “I’m a free bird. I sleep naked.”
Izuku, still pulling on his uniform, groaned. “Ryuu, for the love of—put something on.”
Todoroki didn’t even blink. Shoji was already turned away.
Mandalay took a step back, hands covering her face. “You’ve got thirty seconds to get dressed before I call Aizawa.”
Izuku groaned into his hands. "Why?! Why do you always do this?!"
Todoroki blinked. "It is practical, in a way."
Shoji sighed. "Not the time, Todoroki."
I grabbed my pants. “Tell him to get me a private room next time.”
Mandalay pinched the bridge of her nose. "Get dressed. Now."
I yawned. "You could have knocked."
"You were not getting up!"
I grabbed my clothes off the chair, throwing on my pants. "Could have given me two more minutes."
She crossed her arms but kept facing away. "You're lucky Pixie-Bob didn’t walk in."
"I do not mind an audience," I said, pulling on my shirt.
Izuku looked like he wanted to bash his head against the wall. "This is not normal behavior!"
I buttoned up my shirt. "Define normal."
Mandalay took a deep breath. "You have one minute to get outside."
"Yeah, yeah." I slipped on my shoes. "Next time, at least take me to dinner before getting handsy."
Mandalay slapped a hand over her face. “I am a professional. I am a professional."
Pixie-Bob poked her head in. “Wait, why are you all yelling?” She saw Ryuu. “Oh. Oh my.”
Mandalay threw a shoe at her. She ran out without looking back. "One minute!"
Izuku groaned. "Ryuu, can you not act like this in front of pros?"
"I act like this in front of everyone."
Shoji grabbed his towel. "We are leaving."
Todoroki adjusted his collar. "You think breakfast is ready?"
Izuku sighed. "That is what you are thinking about?"
Todoroki nodded.
I grabbed my bat and walked out. The rest followed.
The rest of the class was already outside, looking half-dead. Kaminari rubbed his eyes, yawning. Mina stretched her arms. Sero leaned on Kirishima to stay upright. Even Iida looked like he had not fully booted up yet.
Pixie-Bob clapped her hands. "Alright, brats! Today’s training is gonna be hell!"
Mineta slumped. "I wanna go home."
Bakugo cracked his knuckles. "Tch. Bring it on."
Pixie-Bob grinned, “It is gonna be hell!"
Kaminari groaned. "Why is it always hell?"
Sero sighed. "You would think we would get used to it by now."
Aizawa stepped forward, eyes scanning the class. "Today, we begin a rigorous round of reinforcement training."
The mood immediately shifted. Everyone straightened up, some glancing at each other. Training camp was one thing, but if Aizawa was leading this, we were in for something worse.
"This trip’s mission statement is to strengthen everyone’s Quirks as a whole," Aizawa continued, "thereby allowing you to achieve your temporary licenses."
I stretched my arms. "Cool. How painful are we talking?"
Aizawa ignored me. "This is preparation to stand against and up to live-action hostility and aggression from your enemy. Prepare your hearts and minds."
Mina hummed. "Yeah, that sounds like pain."
Tokoyami nodded. "Undoubtedly."
Aizawa looked over the group. "These three months have been intense. Now, let’s see how much you’ve improved."
"Woah, a skill growth test?" Kirishima grinned. "I’m calling over one kilometer!"
"Try throwing this," Aizawa said, tossing a familiar ball. It landed in my hand.
I spun the ball in my hand, weighing it. Light. Too light. Aizawa stood there, waiting, his usual tired stare locked on me. The rest of the class watched, some curious, some already making bets.
"Your previous record was 403 meters," Aizawa said. "With your strength now, let’s see what happens."
Bakugo scoffed. "Tch. Don’t fuck this up, dumbass."
"Your concern is touching," I muttered.
Mina leaned forward. "C’mon, Ryuu! Full send!"
I planted my feet, muscles tensing. Last time, I barely scraped past 400. Now? My strength stat was over 200.
Exhaling, I twisted into the throw.
BOOM.
The ball left my fingers, and the shockwave hit immediately. Dust exploded around me, sending a sharp gust through the clearing. Kaminari yelped as he almost got knocked over.
Aizawa checked the device in his hand. The beeping tracker showed the final number.
"1,912 meters."
Silence.
Kirishima whistled. "Damn, bro."
Hagakure flailed. "That’s not normal!"
Sero shook his head. "Dude, that’s almost two kilometers!"
I stretched my arm, shaking out the residual force. "Huh. Thought I would break 2K."
Mina smacked my arm. "Shut up! That’s insane!"
Iida adjusted his glasses. "That level of physical increase is... unbelievable."
Shoji nodded. "If you punched someone at full force—"
"They would be paste," Jiro finished.
Bakugo clicked his tongue. "Bet you still can’t hit me, dumbass."
I turned to him. "Wanna find out?"
"Try me, shithead."
Aizawa sighed. "Enough. Now that we have a baseline, it’s time to push those numbers further. Your training starts now."
Pixie-Bob grinned. "And it’s gonna be brutal!"
Kaminari groaned. "Of course it is."
The next phase began.
Weeell, it was mayhem. Brutal? Doubtful. Their idea of improving our Quirks was either pushing our weaknesses or forcing us to build up stamina. Basically, torture with extra steps.
Yaoyao and Sato were shoving food down their throats like they were getting paid for it—him with sugar, her with whatever counted as "fatty" enough to boost her creation Quirk. Across the field, Aoyama was laser-blasting non-stop while trying not to shit himself. Ojiro was repeatedly slapping Kirishima in the face to toughen up both his tail and Kirishima’s dumbass rock skull. Mineta was just plucking his hair over and over again, but no one gave a shit about that.
Sero was spamming tape like a malfunctioning office supply, and Tokoyami was hiding in a cave with Dark Shadow like he was prepping for hibernation. Bakugo was forced to set off explosions inside a barrel of water, which was basically just a game of "How Long Till He Blows His Own Hands Off?" Meanwhile, Todoroki was stuck in an ice bath, forced to keep using his ice Quirk without freezing himself solid. Self-abuse, the training regimen.
And then there was me.
“Sensei, why the hell am I doing this again?”
Aizawa didn’t look up from his clipboard. “You’re training.”
I gestured at the setting in front of me. “Yeah, no shit. But what’s the point? Everyone else is working on something specific. You just threw me into the wilderness.”
Aizawa barely looked up from his spot. "You need to build up adaptability. Your ability to mimic different Quirk applications isn't perfect yet."
That was the excuse. As far as the teachers knew, I had some kind of Quirk that let me develop new abilities based on the environment or whatever conditions I was forced into. Which was true enough, if you ignored the part where it was actually a bullshit RPG System that refused to let me have peace.
"This is just a fancier version of running through hell," I muttered.
"Then run through hell faster," Aizawa said.
Pixie Boobs grinned from the sidelines. "Come on, Ryuu! Gotta be in top shape if you wanna keep up with your Quirk!"
I sighed, cracking my neck.
I jumped straight into the first section. The sludge grabbed at my legs immediately, slowing me down. I pushed forward, using brute force to drag myself through.
"Not bad!" Pixie-Bob called. "But what if you couldn't use strength? Try moving without forcing through it!"
I rolled my eyes but shifted my approach. Instead of pushing through, I changed my footing, stepping lighter to avoid getting completely stuck. It worked—sort of. I still had to fight the pull, but it was faster.
"That's it!" Pixie-Bob cheered. "Use your environment!"
I climbed out and hit the next section. Uneven terrain, loose rocks, unstable platforms. I was supposed to move through it without messing up my balance. I took off, adjusting each step on instinct.
"Use your momentum," Aizawa called. "Don't stop moving unless you have to."
I picked up speed, adjusting for each shift under my feet. My stats handled most of the work, but it still took effort. By the time I cleared it, my legs burned.
Mandalay nodded. "Good adjustment. Keep it up!"
I moved to the next part. A climbing wall, but some of the holds were electrified. I could see the small arcs jumping between them.
Kaminari called from the side, "Yo, don’t touch the sparky ones!"
"Wow, thanks," I deadpanned.
Sero grinned. "You sure you don’t want a rope?"
I ignored him and jumped. First grip held, second was fine, third—zap.
"Shit," I muttered, shaking out my hand.
"You need to read the flow," Aizawa said. "Find a path before you move."
I took a second to scan the wall before trying again. The holds sparked at intervals, meaning if I timed it right, I could avoid them.
The next attempt went better. I climbed, pausing where I needed to, moving fast when I had an opening. I reached the top without getting shocked again and dropped down the other side.
"Nice!" Mina called. "Guess you’re not completely dumb!"
"Yet," Kaminari added.
I flipped them off. "You two want to try it?"
"Hard pass," Kaminari said. "I would short-circuit myself halfway up."
Mina just grinned. "I would probably just burn it down!"
I hit the last section—reaction training. Dodging random attacks from mechanical arms set at different angles. Some fast, some slow, some unpredictable.
Bakugo crossed his arms. "You better not get hit, dumbass."
"Watch and learn."
The arms started moving. I dodged the first few, sidestepping quick jabs, ducking under swings. The speed increased. More arms moved at once, forcing me to keep shifting positions.
Hours passed. It was dumb and brutal, but at least I could use it as an excuse when I pulled new abilities out of my ass later.
Ragdoll showed up, joining the rest of the Pussycats. She was all energy, bouncing around while talking about how exciting it was to see us push our limits. Her Quirk let her track people and pinpoint their weaknesses, which meant she probably already had a good idea of who sucked at what.
I used Analyze on her.
Stats: Random numbers
Target: Ragdoll
Quirk: Search – Can track up to 100 people at once, identifying their weaknesses.
Traits:
Walking Surveillance Camera: Knows where you are before you do.
Way Too Cheerful: You could be dying, and she would still be smiling.
Unshakable Morale: No breaking her spirit. Good luck.
Tiger pulled the physical enhancement types aside for their training. Izuku spent the entire day trying to land a single punch. He failed. Over and over again. By the time they were wrapping up, he still had not hit anything, confirming once again that this virgin loser was completely incapable of pounding pussy.
Comments
Marvin Baltes
gotta be honest i expected ryuu to get into an argument where pixiebob got the ev thrown at her. maybe it would have been neccessary encouragement for her to change that status & get her litter she prop craves
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