The week ca to an end with Tsutsumi finally returning to U.A.
The mont he stepped into the classroom, every pair of eyes snapped toward him. He paused, staring back at their eager, expectant faces, and asked flatly:
"Did Aizawa-sensei kick the bucket or sothing? Why are you all looking so excited?"
The room went silent.
Everyone: "..."
Aizawa: "..."
Aizawa, standing right behind him, dragged a hand down his face. He'd been waiting for this problem child to finally show up, now he almost wished he'd just gone to sleep instead.
"Good morning. Get to your seat," Aizawa said, making his presence known to the class.
Then, without pause. "Okay, there is sothing special about today's Hero Information period."
The shift in his tone put everyone on edge. Then, when they heard his next words, the tension broke into pure excitent.
"It's ti to formulate your codenas. Your hero's na."
"Oh, my god! Now, this made my chest swell!"
Everyone cheered happily when they heard the news from Aizawa.
"This is related to the draft nominations by pros I ntioned the other day. The nominations will truly start mattering only after you have gained so experience, and your fighting ability is judged during your sophomore and senior years. In other words, the nominations you're getting this year are more akin to expressions of 'interest' in your future potential. It's not rare for that interest to dry up by graduation, or be dropped unilaterally."
Everyone nodded and thought that even if they received nominations, it didn't an it was the end, and they needed to their growth, or else, they would be thrown away.
Honestly, the world of Pro Hero was so cruel, which made them smile wryly.
"Anyway. The tally of nominations is as follows."
As Aizawa's voice fell, everyone could see the nominations received by everyone.
As expected, Tsutsumi was at the top with 5,972 nominations and was followed by Todoroki and Bakugo, who received 3,758 and 3,756 nominations, respectively.
Todoroki's result didn't surprise Tsutsumi. Even if Todoroki lost in the early rounds, his father is still the number two hero, so it was natural for the nominations Todoroki received to be quite a lot.
Bakugo's result is also not bad, nearly matching Todoroki, but what puts many people off is his sowhat nasty personality
On the other hand, the number of nominations that Jiro received was also good since she received 872 nominations.
"In other years, it's been more spread out, but all eyes seem to be interested in this year's new big three," Aizawa's voice cut back in.
That made the gap sting even more for the rest. Jiro is only the top four with 872 nominations, while the fifth is Tokoyami with 420 nominations.
anwhile, Midoriya was depressed since he received no nominations.
However, Aizawa told everyone that even if they didn't receive a nomination, they would all have to get so-called "workplace experience" or an internship, especially after they received an attack from the villain, and this kind of thing, the faster they experienced it, the better it was.
"Now, this is where your hero's na cos in," Aizawa continued. "Naturally, your own na is fine too, but sothing appropriate-"
Before Aizawa was able to finish his words, he was cut off.
"Because if not, it will be hell from there!"
Everyone quickly looked at the entrance and was dumbfounded when they saw Nemuri Kayama, or Midnight.
"The nas you pick now! The nas you co to be known by the world as now! In many cases, they stay that way after becoming pros!"
"Midnight," soone muttered.
Aizawa ended his words in a mutter. "She's correct. I'll be having her evaluate your naming sense since I definitely can't."
Tsutsumi had already stopped paying attention. He'd decided on his hero na long ago.
After leaving everything to Nemuri, Aizawa decided to sleep since he was sure it would take a while for them to finish. Instead of waiting, it was better for him to sleep.
Nemuri didn't say anything when she saw this, and it seed she had gotten used to Aizawa's actions, who had always slept no matter the situation.
Instead, she instructed everyone to make their hero's na and told them they were given 15 minutes to think about it. She also gave everyone a board, so they could show everyone their hero's na.
Tsutsumi received his board and wrote his hero's na before standing up and walking to the front without hesitation.
Every eye followed him. Nemuri tilted her head curiously. The board was just handed down not a minute ago, yet he had already finished.
He flipped his board around.
"Masked Rider: Decade."
"Oh? Decade? Not bad," Nemuri mused. "But can you tell us what inspired you to choose this na?"
She asks, since Tsutsumi ca up with his hero na so fast, many others still haven't written anything yet.
"Because everything is Decade's fault." he said flatly, unbothered if his answer explained anything or not.
Everyone: "..."
Nemuri sweat-dropped. "That didn't really tell much… but how about we change 'Masked Rider' to 'Masked Hero: Decade'?"
"No," he refused imdiately. "Before I decide to enter the hero work, I'm just a passing-through Rider. Rember that."
He set his board down and walked off.
Nemuri chuckled. "Not bad. You even have your own catchphrase."
Since the na Masked Rider: Decade isn't a bad na itself, she decided there was nothing to change about the na.
After that, the other also began to show their hero na.
Aoyama stood in front of everyone and announced his hero's na.
"Shining Hero: I cannot stop twinkling~!" Aoyama declared.
Everyone: "..."
They watched as Nemuri accepted the na by only changing it to "Can't stop twikling."
Then Ashido walks up and shows her hero na.
"Alien Queen!"
"Are you trying for the thing with acidic blood? I won't if I were you!" Nemuri swiftly rejected the na, as the na did indeed remind people of a black alien creature in a certain movie.
After Aoyama, it was Ashido, but their nas were so strange that it caused the mood of the class to beco strange.
Fortunately, Tsuyu sohow fixed the situation with her cute na.
"Rainy Season Hero: Froppy."
When the mood was right, no one hesitated, and they showed their nas one by one without worry.
"Sturdy Hero: Red Riot!"
Kirishima shows off his hero na, paying homage to his favorite hero, Chivalrous Hero: Crimson Riot.
Then Jiro stepped up.
"Hearing Hero: Earphone Jack."
"That's good," Nemuri nodded.
"That's la," Tsutsumi cut in.
The room froze. This creates a sowhat awkward tension in the class, as all eyes turn toward Tsutsumi.
Jiro rolled her eyes. "I'd like to see you co up with a better na."
"Aria. Like the solo piece sung by one singer." He fired back without hesitation.
Everyone blinked. Admittedly, the na Aria didn't sound bad at all.
Jiro muttered, "Fine. Hearing Hero: Aria."
Annoyingly, she has to admit this na does sound better than using her quirk's na, and it also fits her the of music.
The other continue showing their hero na, with a few plain ones like "Tail man", "Sugarman", and "Pinky". Tsutsumi didn't comnt on any of those nas since he doesn't even rember their actual na to begin with.
Then, unexpectedly, Todoroki turned to him. "Tsutsumi, do you have any idea for my hero's na?"
"That's your na, why are you asking ?" Tsutsumi replied, caught off guard that this usually cold loner had suddenly decided to start a conversation with him, of all people.
"You seem to have a better naming sense, so I wanted to ask you," Todoroki said plainly, not bothering to dress his words.
Tsutsumi tilted his head, studying him. "Have you decided on who you are?" He wanted to see if Todoroki had finally figured out whether being a hero was sothing he truly wanted for himself, or just sothing forced upon him.
Understanding the weight behind the question, Todoroki gave a small nod. "I have. Being a hero is a dream I've had since I was a child. I was simply blinded by rage and anger, unable to see that I've been holding myself back. I forgot that this… is my own power."
Hearing the conviction in his voice, Tsutsumi allowed a small smile to surface. "Frostfire."
Todoroki accepted it with a nod before stepping forward to reveal his chosen hero na.
One by one, the others followed suit, each na being approved by Nemuri with little issue, until:
"King Explosion Murder."
Bakugo's na was instantly shot down, Nemuri rejecting it without hesitation.
The class snickered, but ti was almost up. One by one, students finalized their hero nas, leaving only Bakugo, Ida, and Midoriya without one.
Ida's na wasn't worth ntioning; he literally just went with his first na.
anwhile, Midoriya, of all things, chose "Deku."
Sohow, his view of the word flipped into you can do it.
Tsutsumi found that… sowhat laughable. In Japanese, Deku primarily ans "wooden doll" or "puppet," but it also carries a less flattering edge, "blockhead," "fool," "useless person." Midoriya, of course, tried to twist it into sothing resembling dekiru, "can do." Turning an insult into a hero na.
In context, it reminded Tsutsumi of Kan Rider Joker. In English, "Joker" can an wild card, but in playing cards it's also the clown. Whether you're a trump card or just a joke depends entirely on you.
The problem was, Midoriya didn't embody the optimistic aning at all. Choosing the na used to insult you as your codena doesn't carry much weight when your actions only reinforce the insult.
Midoriya couldn't control his own power without shattering himself, making him useless in a way. He was a fool, a stubborn blockhead who didn't know when to back down, despite having nothing to prove. Yet he still pushed himself, desperately trying to et the expectations of others… or of soone important to him. Which only made him look more like a puppet dancing for an audience.
So to Tsutsumi, the word "Deku" wasn't just a nickna. It was an accurate description.
"Lord Explosion Murder!" Bakugo roared next, slamming down his board.
Nemuri instantly shot it down.
"Bakugo!" Tsutsumi called out, already looking bored.
"WHAT!?" Bakugo barked, fury snapping toward him.
"Ground Zero," Tsutsumi said flatly. "The point on the earth's surface directly above or below a nuclear detonation."
Bakugo blinked, then smirked. "Tch! Fine, Ground Zero it is!"
Nemuri nodded in approval, then Aizawa took control of the class once more.
"Your internships will last a week. These are all good workplaces. Those with nominations will receive a personalized list. Pick one. The rest of you get this list of forty participating workplaces from across the country. Choose one…"
He went on with the details before finishing with, "Turn them in within two days."
"So early!?" several students groaned in unison.
anwhile, Tsutsumi glanced at his own nearly six-thousand options, then casually walked up to Aizawa's desk.
"Mind helping narrow it down? Or should I go to Nezu with a giant mousetrap and so cheese?"
Aizawa: "…"
Right. He had almost forgotten, the real reason Tsutsumi even bothered with the Sports Festival was to use the internship system as a chance to find people who once worked with his mother… to find her.
"I'll send you the filtered list later," Aizawa finally muttered.
Tsutsumi gave a small nod. "Thanks." Then he turned and walked straight out of the room.
Aizawa stared after him, letting out a long, tired sigh. He still didn't know how, or if he should tell Tsutsumi the truth about his mother. His thoughts stalled, then his eyes widened.
"…Wait. Class isn't over yet."
He rushed out into the hall, only to find Tsutsumi already gone.
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