Second Chapter of the Day!
Daily Meme
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Here's the deal.
When Backpfeifengesicht asked if the previous chapter was shorter than usual, I said yes, because I thought the next one was going to be longer and action-packed.
Well... turns out I was wrong.
On Patreon, I dumped nearly 10 images after the chapter, which made the sidebar look tiny and gave the illusion that the chapter was long. That was on me. This chapter is actually the usual length.
So, how about a little eye candy to make up for it?
I will post one now, and you can vote in the comments on who you wanna see more of. I will post more tomorrow based on the votes. They are all original, so you won't find them anywhere else.
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Eye Candy
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"You are really cute when you are all bloodied up."
Wait.
What.
The fuck.
I didn't have time to process that before she lunged again, knife flicking toward my side. I deflected it with the handle of my bat, swinging for her ribs, but she twisted out of the way like it was easy.
This was not some random low-level thug.
A flash of silver— Shit!
I barely moved in time, the blade slicing through my jacket instead of my ribs. A girl landed in front of me, posture too relaxed for someone trying to kill me.
Blonde hair. A gas mask. A knife twirling in her fingers like a toy. She was grinning like this was the best night of her life.
"You're fun!" she giggled. "You bleed nice too. I bet you taste even better."
What. The actual. Fuck.
Oh, hell no.
'Bastards, listen up. This is Ryuu—your handsome, talented, and superior classmate/sugar baby/love interest, depending on personal taste. Villains are in the camp. Surprise, surprise, we're under attack. This is a new Quirk ability I awakened—telepathic messaging. I can hear you, and I can share a map of everyone's locations. If you run into a villain, think at me, and I'll send backup.'
'Move toward the camp. The psycho in front of me is wearing a gas mask, which means there's probably sedative or lethal gas in the forest. Try not to breathe too much. Do not fight if not abo-fucking-lutely necessary.'
'Yaoyao, if you find anyone, start making gas masks.'
'Izuku, what the fuck are you doing with a little boy in a cave?'
Silence. Then static. Then Izuku, in my head, panicking. "Wha—?! Wait, no—he's—his parents—WHY WOULD YOU PHRASE IT LIKE THAT?!"
Kaminari's voice immediately joined in. "Deku. Buddy. Do we need to have a talk?"
Mina was laughing. "Oh my god, Ryuu, you can't just say that!"
I ignored them because the crazy bitch in front of me was still looking at me like I was her favorite murder weapon.
She tilted her head, knife spinning between her fingers. "You're fun. I want to keep you."
"Yeah, not happening." I adjusted my grip. "Pretty sure I have a rule against dating people who try to stab me."
"Aw," she cooed. "But it's only a little stabbing."
She moved before I could blink—faster than she had any right to be.
I barely twisted in time, but the blade still nicked my sleeve, cutting fabric. I swung my bat, aiming for her ribs—
She was already gone.
I cursed, stepping back. The hell is with this girl?! Her speed wasn't just good—it was animalistic. Sharp turns, quick pivots, like she wasn't even thinking—just moving on instinct. A fucking wild card!
She giggled, bouncing on her feet. "Aww, you almost got me that time!"
She's fucking with me. She could've stabbed me twice by now.
Her footwork was sharp, erratic. She wasn't fighting like a trained assassin—this was instinct, raw and unpredictable. I swung my bat. She ducked, sliding under me, blade slicing toward my ribs. I barely twisted in time, her knife grazing my shirt instead of my skin.
"You should really bleed more," she pouted. "You looked so pretty when you fought in the Sports Festival."
Oh. So that was it.
I moved back, putting some space between us. "You got a thing for blood, huh?"
She beamed. "Yup!"
Of course. Of fucking course.
Class 1-A's voices overlapped in my head.
"What's going on?" Yaoyorozu.
"Did you just say villains?" Jiro.
"Tch. Where?" Bakugo.
"Uh, the sky is glowing red. That's probably bad, right?" Sero.
I glanced up. Red flares.
Oh. Right. The entire forest was on fire.
She noticed my distraction and lunged again. I barely moved in time, her blade slicing the air where my throat had been.
'Heads up, you dumbasses! This isn't just a normal attack! They planned this!' I sent out. 'Forest is burning, gas might be spreading.'
I turned to my assailant and used Analyze on her.
[Target: Himiko Toga
Quirk: Transform – Can take the appearance of someone after ingesting their blood.
Stats: Random numbers
Traits:
Blood Junkie: Obsessed with injuries, especially bleeding wounds.
Unstable as Hell: Treats fights like flirting.
Sadistic Romantic: The more you resist, the harder she simps.]
Of course. The psycho who gets off to bleeding people dry.
Toga tilted her head, knife spinning between her fingers. "You really are pretty up close, y'know? Especially all scratched up."
"Great. A serial killer with a type," I muttered. "If you're looking for a Twilight fantasy, try someone else."
She giggled, eyes gleaming like she was enjoying this way too much. "Aww, don't be like that! You made such a mess with Stain, all cut up and dripping in the tournament… I just had to see you myself!"
"So, what, you saw me fighting and thought, 'Wow, I would love to stab that guy?'"
"Yup!"
This bitch.
I raised a hand. "Look, lady, you're cute as hell and one hundred percent my type—batshit crazy, sexy, and whatever this high school theme is, I dig it. But I'm a hero, you're a villain, so unless one of us is switching sides—which, spoiler, I'm not—you've got two options: forget about me or step the fuck down."
Toga let out a delighted giggle, spinning her knife between her fingers. "Aww, you really think I'm cute?"
"Not the part you should be focusing on."
She took a step closer. "But what if I like you too much to forget you?"
"That's not my problem." I shifted my grip on my bat. "Last chance. Walk away, or I put you down."
She tilted her head. "You talk so mean, but your eyes say something else~"
I swung. She ducked under it, laughing as she flipped back. "So cold, Ryuu~~! You should be careful—if you hurt me too much, I might start liking you even more!"
"That's a you problem."
Before she could lunge again, a massive explosion rocked the forest, sending sparks through the trees. A red glow spread from the distance—fires tearing through the treetops. Screams and shouts echoed, some familiar, some not. Then a crash—something huge slamming into the ground hard enough to shake the dirt beneath us.
Toga sighed, like someone had just interrupted her date. "Aww, and I was having so much fun!"
I slipped away, calling out through the link, 'Sensei and Pros, where the fuck are you?'
Aizawa's voice came through, "How the hell does this ability of yours even work? Nevermind. We're locked with a villain who uses blue flames. Once we're done, we'll be there."
Kendo followed up, "Ryuu, we might have found the source of the gas. Should we proceed?"
I checked the map and ran toward her location. 'Wait there. I'm on my way.'
Toga pouted. "Aww, don't leave so soon! We were just getting to the fun part!"
I ignored her, kicking off the ground and tearing through the trees. Flames spread in the distance, turning the dark forest into a mess of orange and black. Smoke thickened, mixing with the gas. The system flashed a warning about air quality, but I barely glanced at it. A few sharp turns, and I spotted Kendo's group—her, Tetsutetsu.
I landed next to Kendo just as two voices hit me at the same time.
"Ryuu, a muscle-bound bastard is on our asses! Kato and I are running toward the camp!" Izuku's panicked voice rang through the link.
"Guys, I think I saw a monster. One of those Nomu," Yosetsu added.
I muttered under my breath, "Fuck." Then I repeated it through the link so everyone could enjoy my suffering. 'Fuck!'
I pulled up the map. "Aoyama, Tokoyami, you're closest to Izuku. Go now. Aoyama, keep Tokoyami from losing his shit. Yaoyorozu, Kirishima, you're near Yosetsu. Follow the map. Do not fight the Nomu. Yaoyorozu, make speakers and throw them away from everyone to lure it. Kirishima, protect them."
No hesitation. Aoyama ran. Tokoyami was right behind him. Kirishima cracked his knuckles and took off with Yaoyorozu already pulling material from her arm.
Tetsutetsu looked between me and Kendo. "What about us?"
"Hold the line. If shit goes south, reinforce whoever needs it," I said, already moving. "I'll handle the gas source."
Kendo grabbed my arm. "You're not going alone."
"Then move your ass."
Before we could move, Mina's voice shot through my head. "We need backup! Some bastard's spitting out blades like a walking guillotine!"
I glanced at Tetsutetsu and Kendo. "Go! They'll need you."
They hesitated for half a second before Tetsutetsu grabbed Kendo's wrist and pulled her away.
I turned to the mist ahead, gripping my bat tighter. "Bastards. I'll make it hurt."
I pulled a gas mask from my inventory and strapped it on. Used one back in my vigilante days. Came in handy now.
A faint shuffle sounded ahead, and I caught the shape of a figure standing just past the densest part of the fog.
I used Analyze.
[Target: Mustard
Quirk: Gas – Produces a continuous stream of sleep-inducing gas.
Stats: Random numbers
Traits:
Walking Bioweapon: Do not breathe near this bastard.
Armed and Paranoid: Carries a gun. Probably compensating.
Edge-Lord Monologue Incoming: Expect bullshit villain dialogue.]
A sigh left me, already tired of whatever speech he was about to give. "Alright, dumbass, you gonna try some intimidating speech, or do I just skip to breaking your legs?"
The guy—short, wearing a gas mask and a fancy-looking school uniform—shifted slightly. He held a pistol loosely at his side, his free hand gesturing vaguely around the mist. "You heroes are so predictable," he muttered. "Charging in like you own the place."
"Right. Definitely never heard that before." I rolled my shoulders, shifting my weight. "You here to bore me to death, or are you actually planning on using that thing?"
He lifted the gun slightly. "This mist will put you to sleep soon enough."
I tapped the side of my mask. "Yeah? Try again, fucko."
A pause. His grip tightened. "You think that's going to save you?"
I took a step forward, dragging my bat against the ground. "No, but this will."
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Wrong answers only: What is Ryuu's bat's name?
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Sorting Hat screeches.
"SLYTHERIN!"
"Because this reader's betrayal is slippery as hell!"
You try to transfer.
McGonagall stops you.
"No, no. You sit with the other unvoted."
Hagrid cries.
He says,
"I trusted you."
You are never allowed on a broom again.
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