Dude, Just Eat This Kamehameha

CHAPTER 4

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Hearing the metal gates to the faux city open, Nion's eyes opened as he stops meditating. Getting up from the lotus position, he did a fast and short stretch to wake his limbs up while he heard Present Mic yelled that the exam had already started.

He didn't panic though, unlike the rest who started scrambling into the faux city. No, he took his time to stretch so that he'd avoid cramping his body before floating to the sky.

Mentally noting to train more in flying into his ever-growing to-do-list, as it's eating more Ki than he'd like due to the sudden increase of weight, he scanned the area. So that's what the robots looked like, they looked quite weak in terms of design... He was 80% sure that it was intentional, as every robot in the city currently had the same flaw.

"Alright, let's see how weak these robots' armor are. I reckon a PL of 30 should be a good starting point..."

Suppressing his Ki levels drastically, he raised an opened palm towards one of the few robots that were far away from all the participants. Focusing, he takes a second to aim before roaring and firing a Kiai.

The robot was crushed a second later by the wind pressure created by his Ki. It was still functional though, it just couldn't move anymore due to that Kiai attack of his breaking its wheels.

OK, much weaker than he thought. What about a PL of 15 then? Powering down, he let out an "oof" as the strain of maintaining flight with these clothes on was a little too much.

"Argh-Alright then, time to head down."

Descending quickly, his shoes touched down to the ground gently, with him intentionally landing in between a group of robots with the numbers 1 and 2 painted on their armor. Channeling the inner Ki within him instinctively for a quick power boost, he mentally prepared himself as he started to throw hands and feet at the robots.

Punch after punch, kick after kick, the robots didn't stand a chance at all. Oh sure, they were rather fast for the average people, but he was faster, dodging every attack they did against him, and counterattacked with a force greater than they could take.

After a good minute, what remained on the surrounding battlefield were metal parts and broken tech. Breathing out, he relaxed his body.

"This weighted clothing sure is giving me a challenge, definitely should have bought it sooner, hindsight is a such a bitch."

Nion muttered before doing some mathematics. That was... 13 points, what was the highest again? 189? A grin appeared on his face as he slowly ramped up his PL and shot to the sky.

He'll aim for 190 points then as a challenge. About 8 minutes left too.

"HaaaAAAH!"

A semi-translucent aura manifested around Nion as he started scouting. With a PL of 50, which was about 10 times the average person's strength should be enough to get that kind of score. Channeling his Ki, he takes a quick breath and took a second to lock onto the visible robots in his immediate vision.

23 robots, so 23 concentrated Ki Blasts.

"Dah! Dah! Dah! Dah! Dah! Dah! Dah!"

Yellow balls of heat blasted from his palms, soaring through the air while leaving a trail of Ki behind towards different directions. A second later...

BO-BO-BO-BO-BO-BOOM!

Explosions rang around the city as Nion didn't stop his attacks, scanning the area once more to fire another barrage of Ki Blasts. Suppressing his Ki meant that he could only draw out so much Ki at a time, so it took some time and effort firing so many Ki Blasts.

After a good few minutes of intense explosions sounding all over the city, an alarm rang as Present Mic ends the practical examination due to... A lack of robots left.

Heh. Nice. Powering back up to his base, he breathed out as he relaxed his body. Phew, suppressing so much is taking quite a toll on him! And these weighted clothing sure racked up the difficulty, what a worth-it purchase!

He wonders how many points he got, though? Eh, he can just meet with Nezu tomorrow.

Huh. Now that he thinks about it, he woke up at 8 today, later than usual since he was training extra last night, so he went to bed late.

... OH, HE FORGOT TO TRAIN IN THE MORNING TODAY! Man, he missed a workout session! His record of 678 consecutive days of training every morning and evening, fading away so easily and for such a ridiculous reason...

Now feeling a little dejected, he landed on a building's rooftop before taking the stairs, he now felt horrible for breaking his discipline. Ugh, he'll just work this frustration out with some weight training that he planned to do today... Maybe throw some full-powered Kamehamehas into the mix to tire himself faster out.

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It's been a good two weeks since the exam, and he was starting to get used to the weighted clothing with a decently low power level.

"One hundred ninety-six... One hundred ninety-seven... One hundred ninety-eight..."

Nion counted as he pushed up from his one-finger stance, before moving back down to continue the one-finger push-up, his concentration so focused on the training that he didn't hear the gym's door open with a hiss.

He did however realize whose Ki signature it belonged to, so he quickly stopped his training, transitioning from the stance to a sitting pose, to greet the person.

"Nezu, sorry I didn't even feel your Ki until just now! Or else I would have opened the door for you, sir."

"It is of no problem, really! And as always, your focus on getting stronger is admirable. If only my teachers had this kind of drive, I am sure that we wouldn't have to struggle to be first place in the Hero Course industry!"

"O-Oh, thanks, sir."

The rat chuckles as the praise caused Nion to blush slightly, his index finger scratching his cheek. Here he was, with more than ten times the power level, yet he still gets embarrassed at such things.

Nezu walked towards him and gave him a piece of paper. Taking it, Nion looked it over before grinning widely.

"You know, your performance almost caused the whole school staff to riot from the noises they were making! You've scored a good amount of Villain Points, almost rivaling All Might's 189. However, what kind of hero course-based school would we be if we didn't consider helping others to be as important as defeating villains?"

Getting close to Nion, Nezu patted his shoulder as he gave out a maniacal laugh.

"You, my friend, scored 100 Villain Points and earned 99 Hero Points for technically saving all participants in the test, with your points breaking All Might's record for a whopping 199 total points! Welcome to your hero academia, Nion! Oh, and as a present... I'll let you buy whatever you want to eat for tonight, my treat. Don't worry about the costs, the school will bear it. Go wild!"

Nion's eyes lit up as he stood up in shock. Nezu never did this before, looks like the record that he broke was really important!

"Really? Wow! Thanks, Nezu! I'll take you up on that, make sure to not get shocked when you see the bill!"

"Haha! I doubt so, Nion. The school has enough budget to waste, it can even support you eating grandly every day!"

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A Month After the Exams Later...

Looking in a mirror, Nion couldn't help but tug on the tight collar around his neck.

He was currently wearing UA's school uniform, which consists of a long-sleeve, button-up white shirt, a gray jacket with blue-green stripes, dark blue-green pants and a red tie. He decided to wear his undershirt and own shoes though since the brochure that the school gave didn't specify that he couldn't wear other things, you just had to wear the uniform.

Argh, this button was just annoying as hell. Whatever, he'll unbutton it now, and if any teacher told him to button it back, then he will. Otherwise, he'll leave them open. He glances at the clock on the wall, 7:12. Class starts at 7:30, and it was less than a 5-minute walk to get to his class, so he decided to eat a quick breakfast.

Seriously, microwaves are a life-saver to him who buys all his pre-cooked meals. Grabbing 3 packs of curry rice and one pack of miso soup, he heats them up in the microwave as he put on his wristbands, immediately feeling the tension of the weights.

Chowing down his breakfast, he filled his large milk-jug up with filtered water and places it into his duffle bag before taking his time to head to class.

1-A... Here we go! With another 5 minutes to spare! Wow, the door sure is large. Scanning his school ID card onto the terminal on the door, it slides open with a hiss to reveal his class and the classrooms within.

That's a lot of people! Huh, mostly guys and a handful of girls. Cool, potential friends his age! Before he entered, he heard some people talking behind him too, so he entered the classroom to make way.

Where was his seat again? Right, it was number 13.

"13... 13... Here!"

Placing his duffle bag next to his table with a soft thud, he took a seat and turned to meet his desk mate behind him. He looked fairly normal, but his Power Level was around 28 which wasn't bad, that's 2 to almost 3 times the average!

"Hi, I'm Son Nion, nice to meet you."

The boy's eyes widened at him revealing his name.

"You're Son Nion?! The first placer that beat All Might's score! Wow, it's a pleasure!"

That seemed to cause some kind of commotion as suddenly everyone around him turned their heads.

"Seriously? He's the one?!"

"Oh, he's cute!"

"Honestly thought he would look more... Menacing?"

"I can see it, though! That's the face of a man!"

And then the table to his left blew up as someone moved to grab his collar. Nion blinked before recognizing the Ki signature, it was the guy with a rather high power level! The one that was similar to Vegeta in terms of personality!

"You fucker! You stole my first place!"

First off, woah he could finally hear someone say f**k for once in its entirety! Second...

"Hey, I didn't steal it, I earned it fairly in my opinion. Maybe you're the reason why you didn't get first place instead of me!"

The boy in front of him gritted his teeth as he could feel the area around his collar getting hotter by the second. Some kind of heat-based Quirk that activated from his hands?

"Go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends. This class is for students who wish to be heroes."

Aizawa's soft yet dominative tone caused the whole class to quickly stop their talking, with the explody boy letting go of his collar with a click of his tongue, clearly disatisfied with something.

Dusting his collar, he sat on his seat as he saw Aizawa getting up from the ground he was crawling on with his sleeping bag still around the teacher.

"8 seconds, that's the time it took for everyone to quiet down. Time is limimted, you know? It's irrational to waste such precious seconds over nothing important."

Nion could hear the students around him mummer with confusion when Aizawa introduced himself as the homeroom teacher of the class 1-A.

"It's quite sudden, but put on your gym uniform and go out onto Field 3. Find a map or something to navigate there, I'll give you all 10 minutes tops. And yes, you can wear your gi, Son, wear it over the uniform."

Darn, he knows him well, cause Nion was about to ask that question too.

"Alright! Thanks for the head's up!"

Digging into his duffle bag, he grabbed the UA gym uniform that's in its plastic seal along with his gi while Aizawa drops back down to the ground and crawls away from the class.

Then Nion remembers that his classmates didn't know where the changing rooms and Field 3 were since this was their first day here.

"Hey, I know where Field 3 is, wanna follow along after everyone changes? The girls' changing room is to the left, just down the hall while the guys' one is to the right there."

He raised his voice slightly to catch everyone's attention as he pointed where the changing rooms/toilets were. They all thanked him before they got changed and after that, headed to Field 3 together.