"997!"
"998!"
"999!"
"1000!!"
"*huf**huf*"
"Incredible you finally did it!"
"Not bad bro!"
Three people were present in a gym. Two boys and a girl.
The girl had black hair and wore a black spat and a sports bra. despite being in her teens, her curves were rather generous.
One of the boys, the one who spoke, had purple hair and was drawing on a canvas. His hands' dexterity was rather high.
Finally, the last boy, who was working out, placed back the weight he was holding. He was bare chested, showing his well defined muscles. He could easily beco a gravure idol.
"Take it."
"Thank you, Momo."
The girl, Momo, gave him a towel in order for him to wipe out his sweat. He was sweating from all his body. If it was any other man it would have looked disgusting, but since it was him, it was a charming sight.
Minagata, seeing this sighed a little before shaking his head
(Being handso is really useful.)
Well, even though he said that, Minagata wasn’t bad looking by any ans. He was rather okay himself. The only reason he wasn't popular with the won was because of the exterior he showed.
"Still, to think that you could lift 500 kg a thousand tis. You really progressed fast during this year."
Minagata said while drawing another beast on his canvas. On his canvas, a valley full of wild beast could be seen.
There was nothing special about them, but they seed especially life-like. As if they could jump out of the canvas at any mont.
Kuroha grinned a little. He wasn't a prideful guy but no one disliked being praised by people they cared about.
"I discovered that I never really understood my quirk and never really used all its potential."
"It's true. Thanks to your regeneration factors, you can easily do a workout that otherwise would do more bad than good."
"Exactly. No matter how much stress I put my body through, it will always regenerate and beco stronger. It ans that it doesn’t matter how much I break.”
Minagata hearing this, had a thoughtful expression, but he didn’t speak. Kuroha had never been the lazy kind. But compared to his current regi training, the one from before one year ago looked like trash.
Right now, they were in Momo's ho. This fitness room was in another part of the mansion. Even now, he couldn’t help but gawk a little. It was a complete one, even professional fitness rooms can’t say that they have better equipnt than this one.
He sighed once again. Frankly, if one didn’t have a strong heart, they couldn’t beco friends with Momo and Kurohaoha. It was simply too hard on the heart. Thankfully he had his own talent. So he never really felt inferior to them.
Kuroha looked at his hands before clenching his fists. Since his fight with Muscular, he understood how stupid he had been.
After that, he began to train like mad. He mainly trained by himself. All Might, Nighteye or Gran Torino would never accept seeing him train like this no matter how useful it was.
As he was now, he was still far from the level of madness but he was sure that he was two or three tis stronger than he was a year ago.
But this wasn't enough. Still not enough. He didn't want to rely on those guys in his head. That's why he trained. How many tis did he break his bones? How many tis did he feel his muscles tear like paper? How many tis did he bleed like a fountain?
He didn't know, nor did he need to know. Pain didn't matter. He smiled a little. Three days ago, he told Izuku that hero was basically being a masochist. He stood by his words. Soone who couldn't take pain should never try to beco a hero.
He lays down once again before putting his hand on the weight.
"OK momo, two more series of one hundred and we are good."
He lifted the weight, veins began to slightly bulge before snapping and then reforming so fast the blood didn't have the ti to flow out.
"1!"
This was sothing he recently remarked.
"2!"
His body was growing. The more he was wounded, the stronger his regeneration beca.
"3!"
But why did he only remark this now?
"4!"
He suffered for years, so his regeneration speed from one year ago should have co from all the torture he suffered.
"5!"
But why did he never rember that? Until one year ago, he always thought that this regeneration speed was the one he always had.
"6!"
It wasn't the sole incongruity he felt.
"7!"
Sotis, when he tried to rember his past, he would have a feeling of wrongness.
"8!"
As if what he rembered was false.
"9!"
As if his mory was incomplete.
"10!"
As if… Soone fumbled with his mories…
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The next day:
Kuroha was sitting on a truck as he looked at Izuku.
He really didn't understand the plan of All Might. From what he could see, Izuku will only finish this a few days or perhaps even one day before the start of the public exam.
If so, when will he have the ti to use and acclimate with One for All? Perhaps he was mistaken and his uncle took this into account?
But then he rembered that All Might was a genius. The way geniuses and normal people thought was different. There's no way the plan All Might made was not comprehensive enough.
He sighed before teleporting in the office of Nighteye. He originally didn't intend to stick his neck into this situation, but it seed like he had to inform soone more competent as a trainer.
The scene that greeted him when he teleported was a sight to behold.
There, Bubble girl was bound to the wall and was laughing her ass off as she was tickled by a feather Nighteye held.
Seeing this, Kuroha sighed a little. His father's obsession with All Might had reached a new level lately. If soone was too serious in front of him, he would snap and force them to laugh.
Frankly, if Nighteye wasn't in a relationship, he would wonder if Nighteye was gay and in love with All Might.
Still, he was sure that Izuku and Nighteye would beco friends fast. Or enemies? From what he knew fans could easily enter into a brawl when discussing about their idols.
"Ahahahah. Please stop!!! Kuroha save !"
For Bubble Girl, seeing Kuroha was like seeing the ssiah. No matter how crazy Nighteye acted, he would always calm himself down when in front of Kuroha.
Indeed, when Nighteye heard Bubble Girl's cry, he stopped tickling her, put the feather in his pocket and turned to face Kuroha
"*Cough* *cough* Hello Kuroha. How are you?"
He seed like a stern and serious man. At least he would seem like it if there wasn't a young woman bound on the wall behind him.
Kuroha face-pald before saying
"One day, the authorities will sue you for sexual harassnt. That day, I will swear that I don't know you"
Nighteye had a perfectly innocent face as he unlocked the cuffs that were binding Bubble girl. He even dared to whistle
"What are you talking about? All I see is a perfectly normal office."
"*Sigh* Forget it. I have more important things to tell you."
"Oh…"
Nighteye understood that Kuroha was serious this ti, so he stopped goofing around and sat back on his office chair.
This was the true Nighteye. He wasn't just a stupid fanboy.
"Speak."
Kuroha nodded before talking. He explained everything he knew and his understanding of Izuku. Finally he told him about the training regin All Might created.
Nighteye tapped on the table with his fingers as he began to think.
Truly speaking, he had trained Mirio because he wanted him to beco All Might successor. But since Mirio himself refused, he had no one to propose.
Still, from what Kuroha told him, this Midoriya didn't seem particularly worthy of the power he would be bestowed. After a while, he looked at Kuroha and said
"Two days later it will be Sunday. Make him co here. I may not be able to change All Might's choice, but I can still make it so that the one he chooses beco way better. I am also curious about the boy."
Kuroha nodded, he really wondered how this eting would go. It seems like this Sunday will be really interesting.
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