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Rumi grinned. "Then it's settled. Tomorrow, we meet at the UA gym for some serious training."
Everyone agreed, nodding in unison, their spirits high with anticipation.
The next day, the entire group gathered in the gym, dressed in their training gear and ready to push themselves to the limit. The energy in the air was electrifying. Each student focused on their individual strengths, pushing their quirks and bodies to new extremes.
Itachi was focused on his workout, silently observing his classmates as they trained. As he lifted weights and practiced his own exercises, he kept an eye on the others, assessing their progress. From the corner of his eye, he noticed someone by the entrance. Turning his head, he saw Aizawa-sensei watching them quietly.
"Aizawa-sensei," Itachi called out, his calm voice breaking the rhythm of the gym.
Everyone turned, startled by Aizawa's sudden appearance. He stood there with his usual tired expression, arms crossed.
"Takami," Aizawa said, his voice sharp but nonchalant. "You shouldn't rely on your wings so much. Diversify your skills."
Keigo straightened up, looking serious for once. "Yes, sir."
Aizawa's gaze swept over the rest of the class. "Remember, the Sports Festival is important. People will be watching you—heroes, agencies, the entire world. Make sure you're ready. Keep up the good work."
The entire class nodded, feeling the weight of his words. "Hai, sensei!"
Aizawa, satisfied, pulled out his sleeping bag and dropped to the floor, preparing for a nap. "Carry on with your training," he mumbled before zipping himself into the bag.
A collective sweatdrop fell over the class, but they shrugged it off, accustomed to Aizawa's ways.
Itachi, meanwhile, was deep in thought, his mind racing as he continued his workout. I used Susano'o during the test, he mused. I've already shown my genjutsu abilities… but what about Amaterasu? Should I reveal it during the festival? Or keep it hidden for now?
He glanced around at his classmates, all working hard, pushing their limits. He sighed, shaking his head. No, it's not the right time. I'll keep it a secret for now.
With that decision made, Itachi returned to his exercises, quietly observing and contemplating the future challenges ahead.
After a while, Itachi sat down, catching his breath from the intense workout. As he rested, his sharp eyes moved across the gym, watching his classmates push themselves in their training. Each one of them had their quirks, their unique abilities, and Itachi couldn't help but analyze them.
His gaze first landed on Rumi, who was focusing intensely on her legs, performing powerful jumps and squats. Itachi's lips curved slightly in a knowing smile. Of course, he thought. She's mainly working on her legs. That's natural for her quirk. A rabbit's legs are its greatest strength—built for speed and incredible jumps.
Next, he turned his attention to Ryuko, who had fully transformed into her dragon form. Her massive wings flapped gently as she tested her strength in that state. Her quirk is impressive, Itachi mused. She can fully transform into a dragon or just partially enhance certain body parts. Versatile and powerful.
His gaze shifted to Yu Takeyama, who was surprisingly standing idle, observing others but not actively training. Itachi's sharp mind quickly understood. She's conserving her energy. A giant transformation takes a toll. She's likely waiting for a moment when she can go all out without destroying the gym.
Then his eyes fell on Anan, her quirk catching his attention more than the others. She was practicing using her black hole ability, but only through her pinky finger, carefully controlling its range. That's a dangerously powerful quirk, Itachi thought, narrowing his eyes. If she isn't careful, she could make someone disappear entirely. But using her pinky to activate it? That's clever—it must help her focus on keeping it controlled.
Next, he glanced over at Moe Kamiji, watching her swing her hair around like a whip. Her hair length… it's increasing. That's the nature of her quirk, but if she can grow it fast enough, she could be even more dangerous. An idea began forming in Itachi's mind, thinking of how she could further use that advantage.
He shifted his focus to Kaoruko, who was trapping a rock inside one of her bubbles. Interesting… her bubbles are much stronger than they look, he thought. Not just fragile spheres—if used properly, she could trap even powerful opponents inside those bubbles.
His attention was drawn to Masaki Mizushima, who was quietly training in the corner, controlling water with careful precision. Itachi watched him for a moment, observing how Masaki manipulated the liquid. He thought, "He's not just manipulating the water... If he wants, he can be very dangerous." Water is versatile and adaptable.
Finally, Itachi's eyes landed on Iida. The boy was running at top speed, his engines roaring as he sprinted laps around the gym. Why is he running in circles? Itachi wondered. Then, as he observed closer, he realized Iida was training his endurance, pushing his legs to go faster and for longer periods of time. That's his style, I suppose. Straightforward, relentless. Itachi sighed quietly, his curiosity sated for now.
As he stood up, stretching his muscles, he noticed Aizawa watching them all from the corner, his expression unreadable. However, a faint smirk tugged at the edge of Aizawa's lips as he glanced at Itachi. So, you've been paying attention, sensei? Itachi thought to himself, amused.
Aizawa's smirk deepened, as if reading Itachi's mind. He muttered under his breath, My favorite student…
Itachi approached his classmates, clearing his throat. "Excuse me, everyone," he said softly. They all paused their training and turned their attention toward him. "I have a few suggestions, if you don't mind."
Keigo, leaning against a nearby wall, smirked and waved his hand lazily. "Ah man, just spit it out already. I bet it'll be something useful."
Itachi smiled slightly and turned his gaze toward Iida first. "Iida, I noticed you've been running laps. But... have you ever thought about using your engines for something other than just speed?"
Iida blinked in confusion, his arms stiff at his sides as he processed the question. "What do you mean? My quirk is built for running. That's what I'm training for."
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