MHATG: Chapter 361/365

Chapter 361: Betrayal and Laughter!

The reason he said this to Kota wasn't because he was provoked by the boy's words, but because he saw something familiar in his eyes and demeanor.

It reminded him of himself as a child in his previous life. Back then, he had lost his parents at around the same age. The sadness, resentment, and pain in the boy's eyes mirrored his own.

However, due to his personality, he could only speak up like this now. He had no intention of prying deeper into it.

"Wow!!!"

Just as everyone had found their rooms, unpacked, freshened up, and regrouped in the dining area, they were immediately stunned by the dazzling array of delicious dishes laid out on the long table.

Curry, fried shrimp, roast beef, ham, sashimi, sushi, fried dumplings—along with bowls of steaming white rice—all of it made the tired group feel pure joy from the bottom of their hearts.

"Oh my god! This is amazing!" Kirishima held her rice bowl and shoveled it into her mouth non-stop.

"I'm about to cry..."

Tetsutetsu's actions were almost identical to Kirishima's. Although he was usually influenced by Kaminari, this time, his hunger overwhelmed everything, revealing his true self.

But not just them—everyone, including Kaminari, was fully focused on eating. Even Momo and Aoyama, who always held themselves with poise, were moving three to four times faster than usual.

"It looks like the cats were really starving," said Pixie-Bob, as she placed a plate of freshly made fried noodles on the table with a smile.

"Well, it's only for today that we'll take care of you like this. So eat as much as you like!"

"Thank you!!" everyone replied in unison.

However, no one noticed that Kota, who was helping to carry a box of vegetables in the corner, was looking at Kaminari with a dissatisfied expression.

"You clearly don't know anything, and yet... Hmph!" he grumbled internally, struggling to carry the box into the kitchen.

At the same time, Midoriya Izuku, who was eating, also had his eyes fixed on Kota's retreating figure.

After the hearty meal, the girls became excited when Mandalay, dressed in red, told them there was a natural outdoor hot spring out back.

If they could gaze at the Milky Way above while soaking in the warm spring water, wouldn't their tired bodies and minds be quickly rejuvenated?

"Kaminari's going to the hot spring!" Kyoka walked over with a grin. Seeing the excitement on her face, Kaminari leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Too bad we can't bathe together."

"Ah!"

Kyoka's face turned bright red. She pushed Kaminari away shyly and ran back to her room. The sight made Kaminari chuckle, and the heaviness in his heart eased slightly.

"Kaminari, let's hit the hot spring together!"

Tetsutetsu came over from nearby, joined by Kirishima, Midoriya, Todoroki, and the other boys.

Kaminari waved his hand casually. "Sure, but I'm heading back to the room first. You guys go ahead and start without me."

"What for? Didn't you already wash up earlier?" Tetsutetsu muttered in confusion as he watched Kaminari walk away.

"There's probably something he needs to handle. He's a superstar now, after all. Must have a ton going on," Midoriya said with a gentle smile.

"Alright, alright, let's go! The girls are waiting!!" Mineta shouted impatiently.

"Hey, the hot springs are gender-separated, what do you mean they're waiting for us?" Kirishima had a black line on his forehead. The "pervy grape" was at it again.

Snap.

Kaminari returned to his room, instinctively locked the door, then pulled out his phone from his pocket with a blank expression.

But when he saw the lock screen photo of Kyoka, his gaze flickered with hesitation.

Still, no matter what was going through his mind, his fingers didn't stop. Soon, the screen displayed the number he had called before.

Silence. Complete silence. The whole room felt frozen in time.

All he needed to do was tap his finger to send the address. Such a simple act—but Kaminari couldn't do it.

One minute passed, then five... Time ticked by slowly, until finally, at the thirteenth minute, he let out a long sigh.

Address... sent.

"Haa..."

As if all his strength had been drained, he slumped weakly against the door and slowly slid to the ground.

Staring up at the ceiling, his eyes grew vacant. A vague unease settled in. No... more than vague.

"I finally did it..."

Elsewhere, in a large, dark room, the glow from several monitors was the only source of light. A tall figure sat in front of them.

"Sent."

At that moment, a short doctor in a white coat approached from behind, holding a smartphone in hand. A string of addresses was displayed on the screen.

"You did it, Kaminari-kun."

All For One's lips curled into a pleased smile. He was genuinely happy—ecstatic, even. He loved this feeling of manipulating hearts... and succeeding.

"If someone Kaminari cares about gets hurt in this operation, based on his history, he'll definitely snap and kill.

"That's why you used the whole 'chess players and chess pieces' excuse to keep Shigaraki from showing up in person, right? You were worried he'd fall into Kaminari's hands?" the doctor asked.

When All For One didn't respond, the doctor continued, "But aren't you afraid he'll turn that anger on you? How do you expect him to submit to you under those conditions?"

"I never wanted him as a subordinate," All For One said softly, sitting still before the monitors.

"Kaminari-kun is different from Shigaraki. I don't need him to be a disciple, or a successor. He's just himself.

"I just want to witness the moment Kaminari-kun, adored by heroes, admired by the world, and shining with brilliance—betrays the heroes, betrays everything, and becomes the most dangerous 'villain.'

"I just want to see him fall into darkness and turn evil—because I am darkness. I am evil. I don't care if he hates me."

The doctor was quiet for a moment before saying, "So what you really want... is for Kaminari-kun to kill them all this time? Or at least some of them?"

"No, no, no. There's no meaning in killing them," All For One chuckled.

"I see. So that's why you added that kid to the target list for this operation—to lure Kaminari-kun out!" The doctor suddenly understood.

"And also for Tomomi," All For One said softly.

"The original plan was to expose everything in the third trade and have the Pro Heroes help push Kaminari-kun over the edge.

"But if you think about it, just doing business with me isn't enough to achieve that goal. Shigaraki's idea gave me a better chance to bring about Kaminari-kun's fall—more completely, and sooner."

The doctor adjusted his round glasses and said with a smile, "A public massacre, combined with the grief and regret of losing people he loves—it's definitely effective."

"But what if it fails?"

"If it fails, then it fails. There'll be another chance. Both he and I have plenty of time."

"Besides, Kaminari-kun's bonds are his greatest weakness."

"Are you going to target his parents personally?" the doctor asked, frowning.

All For One shook his head. "No, no, that's boring.

"Isn't it more interesting if Tomomi does it? Then she dies at Kaminari-kun's hands in revenge, and finally, he fully embraces the darkness?

"And I'll be there, watching it all from the sidelines…"

The doctor was chilled by his words and murmured under his breath, "This... this is…"

"This is the third script. I just came up with it." All For One let out a deep, twisted laugh that echoed eerily through the dark room, sending shivers down the spine.

(To be continued.)

Chapter 362: News About Edgeshot

"Kota-kun seems to have a negative attitude toward Heroes."

The expressionless Kaminari had just come down from the room upstairs, but as he passed by a room, he heard the voice of Midoriya Izuku coming from behind a partition wall, causing him to stop in his tracks and listen.

"Since I was young, I've always been surrounded by people who wanted to become Heroes, and of course, I'm one of them, so..."

"I think it's pretty rare for someone his age to feel that way." At that moment, Midoriya Izuku was basically naked except for a white towel wrapped around his waist, making it look like it might slip off at any moment.

"You're right."

Mandalay, dressed in red, glanced at Kota, who had fallen asleep on the sofa, and let out a sigh as she lay down on the sofa behind him.

"There are plenty of people in this world who dislike Heroes. That's normal. But… if this child had grown up under normal circumstances, I believe he would've admired Heroes."

"Normal?"

Not only was Midoriya confused by her choice of words, but outside the room, Kaminari narrowed his eyes slightly, suspecting that something must have happened.

"Mandalay."

Pixie-Bob, wearing a blue dress, walked in with a tray of tea and two cups, her expression downcast. "Actually… Kota's parents were both Pro Heroes, and they died in the line of duty."

"Two years ago, they gave their lives protecting civilians from villains. While society regards it as a heroic end and a glorious sacrifice..." Mandalay looked toward Kota with a serious expression.

"A child who's just starting to understand the world can't possibly comprehend that. After all, to him, his parents were everything."

"My parents… left me behind. But the world praises them, calls them great Heroes, says they did a good job. So ever since then, he hasn't liked Heroes very much."

"But because he was still too young and had nowhere else to go, he had no choice but to live with us."

"To Kota, Heroes are incomprehensible. They make him feel disgusted."

Mandalay's words not only reminded Midoriya of what Tomura Shigaraki had once said, but also made Kaminari outside recall his own past life.

Clack.

The sound of the doorknob turning broke the heavy atmosphere in the room, snapping the three of them out of their thoughts.

"Kaminari-kun?!" Midoriya looked at the visitor in surprise.

Kaminari nodded to him, then shifted his gaze to Kota sleeping on the sofa, and said softly, "Sorry, I accidentally overheard a little outside."

Mandalay and Pixie-Bob exchanged glances.

"I'd like to make a suggestion about how to help him." Kaminari looked calmly at Mandalay.

"Rather than letting him sit around stewing in his own thoughts, it'd be better to get him started on training and learning something."

"Sweating, getting tired, and staying busy can help release the grief, hatred, and resentment in his heart—and it can lead to real growth."

"If he still can't let go of those feelings, then those emotions can become the best motivation for him to become stronger and better."

Pixie-Bob frowned slightly. "But he's only five. Isn't it too early to start training?"

"Five years old? It's just right. When I was his age, I was already running laps around the neighborhood park," Kaminari said softly.

"This…" Mandalay fell silent.

"You can tell him—if he doesn't want to rely on the Heroes he hates the next time he runs into a villain, or if he finds himself unable to fight back or even escape, then he should start working hard now to become stronger."

As he said this, Kaminari looked at Mandalay seriously and continued, "Becoming stronger is never a bad thing. Strength will give him more choices in the future."

But none of them noticed that, while they were speaking, the eyelids of Kota, lying on the sofa, subtly twitched.

"Don't treat him like a regular child. His experiences are already far different from other kids. Since you're all veteran Heroes, then help him." With that, Kaminari turned and walked out of the room.

He had said everything he wanted to say. Even though his current behavior didn't match his usual personality, after voicing his thoughts, he felt a bit lighter.

Maybe those words weren't just for Kota, but also something he needed to say to the child version of himself from his past life.

If he hadn't given up after his parents passed, if he had turned his grief into drive and dedicated himself to training, maybe his life would've been completely different.

"I think… Kaminari-kun is right." Midoriya said softly, staring at the door that had just closed.

He remembered that when he was told he was Quirkless as a child, he didn't let himself fall into despair for long.

Instead, he started working hard from that moment on. Maybe if he had trained even harder, he could've controlled One For All better, and wouldn't have made such reckless mistakes during the Sports Festival.

After all, compared to Kaminari, Todoroki, Iida, and the others, he had wasted nearly ten years—years when no one told him what to do.

"But Kota is different. He can start now. That's the best gift Kaminari-kun could've given him," Midoriya said firmly.

Mandalay and Pixie-Bob exchanged glances, then nodded in agreement. Mandalay let out a sigh.

"In that case, I'll talk to Kota tomorrow. If he doesn't object, our Wild, Wild Pussycats will create a training plan for him. Tiger's got plenty of experience in that area."

"By the way, what's Kota's Quirk?" Midoriya asked curiously.

Pixie-Bob smiled and replied, "Like his parents, his Quirk is water-based. It's called Spray. He can shoot water from his palms. The only drawback is that overusing it causes dehydration."

Meanwhile, Kaminari arrived at the hot spring area and was met by the sight of a bunch of naked guys. Honestly, it wasn't a pleasant view.

The only thing that brought him some joy was the sound of the girls playing on the other side of the wall.

"Yo, Kaminari!"

As soon as he saw Kaminari come in, Tetsutetsu, already soaking in the water, raised his hand in greeting, and Kirishima enthusiastically urged him to join.

"Hahhh—it feels so good."

As the steaming spring water wrapped around his body, Kaminari looked up at the starlit Milky Way, enjoying the moment. Though he still had worries buried in his heart, he wasn't going to let them ruin every second.

Things had already come this far. All he could do now was wait and watch. What he needed to focus on was protecting the people he cared about.

He hadn't said anything to Mr. Aizawa in advance. Why? Because explaining it would only complicate things.

"Wait!"

At that moment, a thought suddenly occurred to him—he'd missed a good chance to ask something. He'd always been curious about how Pixie-Bob could control her Quirk from a distance.

He should've asked her earlier—ugh!

"Forget it. We'll be here for a week anyway. There'll be more chances to talk." With that thought, Kaminari ignored the noisy Kirishima, Bakugo, and Mineta, leaned back, and slowly closed his eyes.

But the moment he drifted into darkness, another thought crept into his mind—would they really make it through the whole week together?

"What exactly is All For One planning… and when will it begin…?"

At 10:23 p.m., after finishing his bath, Kaminari returned to his room and saw a new text message on his phone.

"The study of shuriken technique is complete. I'll come to Saitama in a few days to teach you. I'll contact you then."

(To be continued.)

Chapter 363: Kaminari’s Growth Data!

The shuriken technique mentioned by Edgeshot most likely referred to the "shuriken technique" Kaminari had casually brought up during their time in the Aokigahara Sea of Trees.

It was an advanced technique from the world of Naruto, where shurikens collided mid-air to alter their trajectory a second or even third time.

If one reached the level of Uchiha Itachi, they could even strike from the front into the blind spot of a moving target—like from behind.

It was a technique so precise and fast that it was practically impossible to dodge.

But Kaminari had only brought it up as a joke at the time. When Edgeshot said he couldn't replicate it, Kaminari didn't think much of it. After all, if a ninja master couldn't do it, what was there to be hopeful about?

"I wonder if the 'shuriken technique' he developed is different from the one I had in mind..."

Having already soaked in the hot springs, Kaminari lay sprawled on the bed, thinking to himself.

He wondered: if this 'Shuriken Technique' really worked, how could it benefit him? And how should he apply it?

The technique was mainly for long-range attacks, but now that he had the ability to control electricity, it seemed a bit redundant.

"Shurikens and all… other than looking cool, what else are they good for?"

But if shuriken techniques were truly useless, then why did both Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Sasuke still use them later on? With these questions in mind, Kaminari gradually drifted into sleep.

The next morning, on the second day of their dorm training camp, at only 5:30 a.m., all twenty students in Class A were mercilessly called outside by Mr. Aizawa.

Some were still groggy and clearly not used to it.

"Good morning, everyone."

"Today marks the official start of the intensive training camp. The purpose of this camp is to strengthen your abilities and prepare you to obtain your Provisional Hero Licenses."

Class teacher Aizawa, with his eyes half-closed as always, wore his typical black outfit, black pants, and signature white capture scarf. His hands were tucked in his pockets.

"Provisional license…" Kaminari's eyes flickered. He had applied for a Hero License precisely to get the Provisional License, but ultimately, his goal was to earn the full Professional Hero License.

"This is necessary to deal with the increasingly hostile atmosphere in society. So you'd better push yourselves to improve."

As he finished speaking, Aizawa turned to Bakugo and casually tossed over a white ball.

"This is…" Bakugo glanced down and immediately recognized it. Wasn't this the same ball they used to test throwing distance at the beginning of the school year?

"You can throw it now."

"I remember your record when you first entered school was 705.2 meters. Let's see how much you've improved," Aizawa said flatly.

"Woooh! Time to see some growth!" Ashido cheered excitedly for Bakugo.

"A lot has happened over these past three months. I bet you'll break 1,000 meters!" Sero grinned.

"Yeah, he's definitely improved. I know how hard Bakugo's been training. Go for it, Bakugo!!" Kirishima shouted with his fist raised.

For a moment, everyone—including Kaminari and Midoriya—focused their attention on Bakugo, imagining how much they themselves had improved as well.

"Then… watch this."

Bakugo gripped the white ball tightly, a fierce grin forming on his face. In the next instant, as his right arm swung forward, an explosion of fire and sound erupted from his palm.

Boom—!

"DIE!!!"

The ball, slightly larger than a baseball, shot into the dense morning sky with tremendous force generated by the explosion.

The hot wind from the blast blew across everyone's faces, but all eyes remained locked on Aizawa.

Three seconds later, just as Bakugo recovered his stance, Aizawa called out the results—data that left Bakugo dumbfounded.

"743.4 meters."

"Huh? That's… lower than I expected," Kirishima said, puzzled.

"It's been three months since school started. And while you've certainly experienced a lot and grown mentally, physically, and technically…"

Aizawa put away the rangefinder and walked toward the group with his hands in his pockets.

"Your Quirks, as you just saw, haven't improved much."

"So from now on, we'll focus on training your Quirks. It's going to be brutal—so tough you'll wish you were dead. Just don't actually die during training."

Aizawa suddenly smiled as he said this and glanced over at Kaminari, who stood between Kyoka and Momo.

"Of course, there are some individuals who've already been doing Quirk training. But that doesn't exempt them from this exercise."

At his words, everyone followed his gaze and looked at Kaminari. At that moment, Tetsutetsu offered a suggestion: "Then let's have Kaminari throw the ball, too—so we can compare someone who has been training their Quirk to someone who hasn't."

"Dammit…" Bakugo scowled at the idea.

"Good suggestion."

Since Mr. Aizawa approved, Kaminari had no choice but to step up and accept the second ball he produced out of nowhere.

"Well, should I get some BGM going to hype me up? Maybe it'll boost my stats a little." Kaminari joked while looking at the ball in his hand.

"…"

There was a brief silence. Momo even rubbed her forehead in embarrassment. This was typical Kaminari—mature one moment, childishly silly the next.

"Don't waste time. Throw it." Aizawa said flatly. Kaminari just shrugged and walked forward.

"What was Kaminari-chan's record at the start of the year?" Asui asked, tilting her head.

"I vaguely remember it being around three or four hundred meters…" Iida replied uncertainly.

Midoriya responded seriously, "412.7 meters! That was Kaminari-kun's result while using his 'High-Speed Movement Mode'."

Kaminari walked about ten meters ahead toward the hill, then stopped and bounced the ball in his hand. After gauging its weight and grip, his expression sharpened.

First, he entered High-Speed Movement Mode, golden electricity flowing across his entire body.

Crack!!

With a sudden thunderclap, golden sparks surrounded Kaminari as his blond hair stood on end—he looked incredibly cool.

As for why he didn't start off in this form? Obviously, it was for dramatic effect.

"Here it comes—it's High-Voltage Mode!"

Tetsutetsu, ever the supportive friend, served as commentator for Kaminari's entrance.

The next moment, Kaminari raised his right arm, and the white ball, wrapped in golden light, shot out like a meteor.

He narrowed his eyes as he tracked the golden flash speeding through the sky. He had gone all out on this throw.

He didn't use the Railgun technique this time on purpose—he wanted to see just how far he could go with his own strength.

Unlike with Bakugo, it took four or five seconds for the result to appear on Aizawa's device.

But when it did, Aizawa's eyes flickered briefly before he calmly announced: "823.6 meters."

"WHOA WHOA WHOA!"

The crowd erupted in shock. Everyone knew Kaminari had gotten stronger. They'd seen his performance.

But no one expected him to surpass Bakugo Katsuki in raw explosive power.

Bakugo's Quirk—Explosion—was known for its overwhelming power, and that was exactly what this test was measuring.

(Uraraka's gravity-nullification method was, of course, a unique exception.)

But this result proved that under High-Voltage Electric Shock Mode, Kaminari could go head-to-head with Bakugo's Quirk in a pure power matchup!

"So many variables…" someone murmured.

As for Kaminari himself, he wasn't too surprised. High-Voltage Mode was already a 1.5x to 2x boost over God-Speed, and with his physical conditioning as a bonus.

(To be continued.)

Chapter 364: The Idea of Grading Villains

"Alright, I'll take you to the training location now. I'll explain the specific training methods once we arrive."

Just as everyone was still talking about Kaminari's performance earlier, Class A's homeroom teacher Aizawa turned around and walked slowly into the forest after finishing his sentence.

"Uh, teacher!" called out Class Rep Iida.

"Let's hurry and follow," said Momo.

"Ugh, I'm still kinda sleepy..." Mineta rubbed his eyes groggily.

Regardless, everyone followed closely behind their homeroom teacher. After all, they were all aspiring Heroes.

But the forest trail was hard to walk through, thick with vegetation and fallen tree trunks. Occasionally, creepy bugs would scurry out, making girls like Ashido and Uraraka scream in surprise now and then.

"Kaminari, what level do you think your strength is at now?" Momo asked quietly as she walked beside him.

Her question also drew the attention of Kyoka on his other side. Faced with the curious gazes of the two girls, Kaminari scratched his chin and thought for a moment.

Yeah... what was the actual level of his strength?

In the end, he could only shake his head helplessly and answer, "I'm not really sure. There doesn't seem to be a precise way to classify combat strength."

Even though modern society divides Pro Heroes into newcomers, second-rate, and first-rate, those rankings are still just public opinion.

The Hero rankings published by the Hero Public Safety Commission are based on popularity and social contribution—not actual combat ability.

In other words, a Pro Hero who specializes in fire rescue might rank higher than one who specializes in capturing villains.

"Combat classification?" Momo repeated, momentarily stunned.

"Yeah. I actually think there should be an official system in place. Because villains are often highly dangerous and destructive."

"To respond to them, you'd need Heroes who are also capable in battle. But how do we assess a villain's strength, and which Hero is capable of handling them?"

"If a villain is too strong, then sending weaker Heroes could lead to unnecessary sacrifices. But if the villain is too weak, sending a top-tier Hero would be a waste of resources."

Kaminari's calmly spoken reasoning left both Momo and Kyoka stunned—and even Aizawa, walking ahead, was lost in thought.

For a while, aside from the rustling of footsteps and the chirping of insects, the forest was completely quiet. But since everyone was caught up in thought, no one commented on the silence.

"Indeed, the current classification system for Pro Heroes is flawed," Aizawa eventually said as he continued walking.

"As you pointed out, we should have a ranking system for combat-focused Heroes and a danger rating for villains."

As someone who had worked in the Hero industry for decades, he'd seen too many instances where Pro Heroes were seriously injured—or even killed—by villains due to mismatched strength.

A Hero's job is to save others, but if a Hero hesitates or fails to act when confronted with a villain, they aren't a Hero at all. Still, a rating system could help reduce unnecessary casualties.

At the very least, if there's a clearer classification, Heroes on the scene would have more information to work with.

For example, if a villain is rated high-level, Heroes could approach with more caution and preparation.

Aizawa's words snapped Kaminari back from his thoughts, and he nodded. "That incident where Ingenium was stabbed by Stain could've been avoided with a system like this."

"My brother…" Iida lowered his gaze, sadness flashing in his eyes.

"For example, let's say Stain was rated as an S-rank villain, while Ingenium's combat ability was only A-rank."

"By regulation, Ingenium would not need to pursue him and could instead report to the Hero Public Safety Commission, which would dispatch an S-class combat Hero to take over—like Endeavor."

As he said this, Kaminari subconsciously glanced at the person ahead of him—

Todoroki Shoto.

"Yeah… Ingenium's mistake was going after Stain without knowing how wide the strength gap really was," Momo said, clearly agreeing with Kaminari.

"Pro Heroes are generalists. Each Hero is good at different fields, but villains are almost always focused on combat and destruction..." Kyoka added quietly.

The conversation resonated with many of the students. As they made their way through the forest, everyone chimed in with their own thoughts. Still, they all agreed with the idea of classifying combat Heroes and villains.

"Kaminari, since you brought it up, you must already have a rough classification system in mind, right?" Tetsutetsu called out from the front.

Kaminari nodded with a smile. "It's just a simple idea. A real system would need a lot of technological and organizational support."

"Then spill it!" Kirishima said eagerly.

"Teacher, how much farther is the training site?" Kaminari asked, glancing toward Aizawa's back.

"Three minutes," Aizawa replied without looking back. Truthfully, he was also interested, which was why he had started to slow his pace on purpose.

"Alright, then I'll share my thoughts," Kaminari said, smiling.

"Let's start with villains. Based on their threat level and potential damage to people and the environment, we can assign disaster-level classifications."

"If they only cause minor injuries and aren't capable of major harm or destruction, they'd be classified as Wolf level."

"In these cases, even without Pro Heroes, the police could handle them with stun batons and net guns. These villains also make good training targets for rookie Heroes."

"Next is Tiger level—these villains can inflict serious injuries or even death and cause significant damage to public property or infrastructure, like arsonists."

"Then comes Demon. Villains at this level are terrifying. Killing comes easy to them. Ordinary Heroes are no match, and they're capable of devastating entire cities."

At this point, Kaminari paused and said, "Stain, based on this system, might seem like a Tiger…"

"But if allowed to keep targeting Heroes, the rising death toll—even without property destruction—would bump him into Demon level in terms of threat to Pro Heroes."

"Also, this system doesn't only apply to individuals. If a large number of Tiger-level villains appear in one city, the overall disaster rating could also be raised to Demon level."

Midoriya, walking beside Kaminari, raised his head and pulled out a notebook and pen.

"Kaminari-kun must be talking about the USJ attack and the Hosu City incident."

"Exactly," Kaminari nodded.

"Is there anything above that?" Momo asked.

"There is, but I'm not sure if villains or man-made disasters of that scale even exist in this world yet," Kaminari said with hesitation.

From his perspective, even someone like Wolfram on I-Island was only Demon level—after receiving Quirk amplification.

So he was really curious whether All Might and All For One, back in their prime, could surpass the Demon level and reach Dragon.

"?!"

Everyone was surprised. What level was Kaminari referring to?

"There are also Dragon and God levels. The former can destroy multiple cities. The latter… threatens the survival of the entire human race."

"Hah, yeah, I might be overthinking things." Seeing everyone stop in stunned silence, Kaminari chuckled at his own words.

"What about the classification for combat Heroes?" Aizawa, who had been silent until now, suddenly asked.

He was curious about what level Kaminari would assign him and what level Kaminari believed himself to be.

(To be continued.)

Chapter 365: Kaminari’s Murderous Intention!

"This is the first time I've seen a teacher so interested," Kaminari joked.

"The training area is just ahead," Aizawa replied expressionlessly, tossing the sentence over his shoulder as if to say, if you're done talking, then hurry up and get training.

"Alright, alright. Let's talk about combat Hero classification."

Kaminari quickly resumed the conversation.

Now that he had started, it would be too frustrating to leave it unfinished.

"After all, the whole point of this system is to clarify the power gap and combat comparison between Pro Heroes and villains. It would help the Hero Public Safety Commission deploy resources more effectively and give Pro Heroes clearer situational awareness."

As he spoke, he didn't notice the faint glow on the golden band around Momo's right wrist—it was her recording device starting up.

"I divide combat strength into four tiers: S, A, B, and C. Basically, it takes two or three C-class Heroes—or one B-class Hero—to handle a Wolf-level villain."

"And three to four B-class Heroes—or one A-class Hero—should be able to manage a Tiger-level villain."

"The gap widens from there. A Demon-level villain would require over ten A-class Heroes—or one to two S-class Heroes." Kaminari raised his hand as he explained.

"Do you have examples for these A, B, and Demon levels you mentioned?" Todoroki couldn't help asking.

Kaminari smiled. He had been expecting someone to ask, though he was slightly surprised it came from Todoroki. He thought it would've been Tetsutetsu or Bakugo.

"The standard for A-class is Mr. Aizawa. I've seen firsthand how he held off a hundred enemies alone, so I'd place him at A-class, which probably equates to top-tier Pro Heroes like Endeavor, Fat Gum, and Hawks."

At that, everyone turned their eyes toward Aizawa, recalling how he had charged into the enemy mob during the USJ Incident.

"As for S-class and Demon-level…" Kaminari pursed his lips and then threw out a question to the group: "Think about this—if All Might became a villain, how many A-class combat Heroes would it take to bring him down?"

"What?!" Everyone was stunned.

Midoriya's hand trembled as he gripped his notebook. He wanted to argue that the "Symbol of Peace" would never become a villain—but like the others, he found himself imagining the scenario.

What would happen if a villain with All Might's level of power actually existed?

The thought left many of them horrified. Mineta, in particular, looked like he was about to pass out.

"It'd be the end of the world..."

"Many of you saw Wolfram on I-Island. That's a textbook Ghost-level threat."

"If All Might hadn't been there that day—if Wolfram had that power without Quirk-enhancing machines—how many so-called top-tier Heroes would it have taken to stop him?" Kaminari continued.

"That's true. If there are Heroes with All Might's power, it stands to reason there could be villains of the same level," Momo said seriously.

She might not have known much about All For One, but that didn't stop her from understanding the logic.

With that, she looked ahead and asked, "Sensei, if a villain did exist at All Might's level, how many A-class Heroes would it take to handle them?"

The question brought a heavy silence. Aizawa squinted and went deep into thought.

Unlike the students, he had some knowledge about All Might's injuries, and he had witnessed his peak power. So he calculated based on that.

Suddenly, Aizawa stopped walking. They had arrived at a clearing—flat land that would serve as their training ground—but he didn't step forward.

Instead, he stood at the edge and looked out.

"Not enough," he said calmly.

"Huh?" Kaminari and the others turned toward him.

"Ten top-tier Heroes—what you call A-class—might be able to deal with someone like Wolfram. But they'd fall far short of All Might."

While he had never personally fought Wolfram, as Class A's homeroom teacher, he had thoroughly reviewed the incident.

"You have to understand—Wolfram doesn't compare to All Might. The only ones who can handle All Might… are others at his level."

After saying that, he added silently in his heart: like that man…

Some students frowned at his words. Others didn't seem convinced, especially those who had been on I-Island.

After all, they'd seen All Might get battered, bleeding, crushed under metal, only to revert to his weakened form in the end.

So even if All Might was strong, they didn't think he was that far above Wolfram.

Still, no one dared speak up against the teacher or the Symbol of Peace.

Kaminari suddenly had a thought and grinned. "You know, we could refine the classification even further."

"For example, if a normal adult's combat power is rated as 5, then a C-class Hero's baseline might be 50 or so."

"Alright, that's enough. The training ground is here. Let's begin Quirk training."

As the students stepped out of the dense forest into the open clearing—clearly customized for their use—Aizawa collected his thoughts and resumed his teaching role.

"The school has prepared individualized training plans based on your Quirks. But before that, there's one more thing."

"Since Classes A and B are training together this time, to manage all forty of you, Principal Nezu invited… them."

"That's right!"

Just as he finished speaking, four colorful figures suddenly appeared from the far side of the clearing. Despite the space being empty moments before, they had somehow materialized.

"We are four in one!"

"The twinkling gaze that locks onto you!"

"Here to assist!"

"The mysterious entrance!"

"Cute and powerful cat missile!"

"Wild, Wild Pussycats — Full Team!"

How could one describe the atmosphere on site?

Silent? Dead silent? Or maybe even terrifyingly silent?

Everyone stood slack-jawed, unable to utter a single word.

To clarify, the Pussycats' appearance wasn't especially over-the-top—except for one of them.

A muscular man, bare-chested with rippling abs, thick black beard, and dressed in a reddish-brown cat skirt…

Yeah, it was… a lot to take in.

"My Quirk is 'Search!'" said the green-haired woman in the yellow dress, standing far right. "I can locate and assess up to one hundred individuals at once—strengths, weaknesses, and all!"

"What!!" Kaminari nearly shouted.

While the others remained calm, Kaminari was genuinely shaken.

Why? Because he was terrified that his Quirk situation could be exposed!

And what had she just said? That she could track people's locations?

If she could keep tabs on everyone, how was he supposed to face off against someone like Kurogiri in the future?

Honestly, for the first time, he felt real murderous intent toward someone who had never hurt him or his loved ones.

No one liked the idea of being tracked all the time.

"And I use my Quirk 'Terra' to mold the terrain for optimal training conditions!" Pixie-Bob, dressed in a blue skirt, struck a cheerful pose.

"Then I use my Quirk 'Telepathy' to give real-time guidance to multiple people!" added Mandalay in her red dress.

"Finally, I'm in charge of discipline!" said Tiger. "I'll be handling the rough ones with punches and kicks. Don't worry, I don't go easy."

Tiger's Quirk was 'Pliability,' and despite appearances, Tiger was biologically female. It was said she had gained that burly physique during a trip to Thailand.

Whether 'he' became 'she,' or 'she' adopted a masculine appearance with some… local assistance, no one really knew.

"This is… just too much to process," Kirishima muttered under his breath.

"Agreed..." Ashido groaned beside him.

(To be continued.)