[Next Day]
[05:30 A.M.]
Most the students weren't even looking alive like some has just made them stand here directly from bed forcefully.
"Morning kids. Today, the real training camp begins. Ideally, you will all emerge stronger. Strong enough to acquire your provisional licenses"
At the last keyword, a few eyes and ears opened and they became more attentive.
"More specifically, there's a growing hostile force out there. Through this, you'll be prepared to face it so stay sharp and work hard. To start here, Bakugo, try throwing this."
He tossed a ball towards him.
"A ball from the strength test"
"Last time, right after school started your record was 705.2 meters. How much have you grown since then?"
Everyone was excited.
"Ohh! Testing to see if we've improved?"
"We've been through a lot these past three months! I bet he can make it a whole kilometer!!"
"Throw that sucker, Bakugo"
With a grin and out stretched hand, with all his might "Here we freaking GO….TO HELL!!"
BOOOM!!
750.5 mtrs
"Huh…? Not much farther than before…"
"Yes, you've been through a lot these past few months. Undoubtedly you've all grown but it's your techniques and minds that have matured. Well, and your bodies, a bit."
"But as you've all just seen, your quirks haven't kept up with the pace. Starting today, you'll improve on your quirks. This will be so harsh that you'll wish you were dead, so do your best to STAY ALIVE!"
It was more like a challenge than assignment.
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Class B has joined the group too, class A was training with border line torture.
The goals were set like this, Operative type quirks with maximum output need to raise the level.
Heteromorphic and composite types need to further train those extra part and appendages.
There was no fixed pattern to train your quirks like your muscles, but they work in similar manner that when we overuse our muscle and ends up tearing the fiber they mend, heal, gets thicker and stronger in the process.
The quirks work in similar manner, they get stronger through continued use and weaker if they're underutilized.
So the training methods weren't wrong per say.
But from a normal citizen's perspective, yes the students were torturing themselves.
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[04:00 P.M.]
"Like we said, the pampering ended yesterday!!"
"Wanna eat? Then you gotta cook for yourselves!! Today challenge is curry"
But everyone was exhausted, the intense training regime curated for each individual which borders on insanity was enough to suck the life out of them, now they have to make there own food.
The students after some thoughts were divided in groups, those who knew cooking were giving orders so that the work is divided equally.
Some were chopping the vegetables, others were tasked with fire, and other tasks.
"Can we get some fire over here, Todoroki?" Ashido asked
"Bakugo, can't you make fire with explosions."
"Just watch me, do it"
Kirishima just aksed whether he could do it or not. Bakugo blew the whole thing with his explosion.
"Todoroki, I think I came up with a perfect hero name for you."
Todoroki who was burning the oven looked around, as everyone else did the same.
"The human lighter! Bwa ha ha ha ha"
"That's hilarious"
"Yeah! Nice one Mr. Black jack" Bakugo(due to his all black hero costume)
"What did you say?"
"Black Jack, wanna hear me say again?"
"But what about his cold side?"
"Not funny at all" Todoroki
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The food was tastier than I thought, can't say if it was because of the skills of the chef, Yaoyorozu, Uraraka, Hagakure, Jiro, Iida and Shoji.
Or because our stomach was empty so anything we ate just automatically became our taste preference.
But +10 points to all chefs.
When Izayoi noticed the nephew kid, Kota heading towards some hidden location without eating his meal.
He took a plate and headed his way.
"Wow! You've found an amazing place kid, 5 points"
"You! How'd you know I was here…?"
"If you didn't noticed me than I'd say you're pretty bad at hide and seek. Wanna some food?"
"Nope. Don't want it. Like I said, I don't feel like fraternizing with you people. So, get away from my secret base."
"+1 for your vocabulary, chibi-chan. And if you don't want to eat than too bad"
Izayoi said while taking a bite from the plate meant for the kid and sit beside him.
"Don't look at me like that, you said you don't want to eat?"
"I hate people like you, improving quirks, flaunting your powers. Heroes, villains you're all nuts. Going around killing each other like idiots. All just to show off"
"So, you hate the superpower society?"
"Yes, you are all jerks."
"Great, I hate them too"
"Huh?!"
"Don't huh me, I said I hate them too. Maybe my reason for hating them is different from yours but if ends justifies the means then we are both in same boat."
Kota looked at him with both confusion and anger, confusion about what he said and anger despite what he said he too was a part of them.
"Your parents died two years ago didn't he? Let's see Pro hero Hosu. See this"
Izayoi gave him his smartphone with a interview of the survivors of the incidents where Pro Hero Water Hose scarified their lives to save them.
They were thanking them for saving their lives again and again, Izayoi took the mobile before he could finish watching the video.
"Hey!"
"I don't think watching right now would do any good since you were so motivated to curse their death, once you cool down watch the video by yourself. Maybe you'll….yeah, Words alone won't be enough and I'm totally not an emotional speaker"
Izayoi stood eating the rice curry and began walking in the direction of accommodation.
"Catch it" Izayoi threw a packet of Rice crackers his way, "someone gave me this when I was a kid maybe you will like it too."
The training continues, while villains banding not too far away in the dark.
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