My Hero Academia Shall Know Pain - Chapter 47

“It’s time for dinner everyone, come and get it while it’s still hot!” Ragdoll yelled out to the mentally drained students.

Most of them were too tired to respond and the ones that did collapsed on the dinning table shortly after sitting down. The students of class 1-B weren’t looking so hot either, Monoma didn’t even try to antagonize anyone in 1-A.

“C’mon kids, if you’re this tired from a little bit of hiking then you’re not going to like the training!” Tiger shouted at the top of his lungs while flexing his muscles.

‘It’s too damn early to be shou-‘ Yahiko stopped for a second to inspect his food.

“…”

“What is this?” Yahiko stared at his ‘meal’ for a few seconds before comparing it to his classmates.

‘These idiots…’

Yahiko has been given a large bull full of HDMI cables that are sitting in a small pool of oil. It looks like they tried to make a robot version of cup ramen.

“Where’s my food?” Yahiko asked Ragdoll, who merely pointed at the robot ramen in response.

“Aizawa-san told me that you are a bit… ‘different’ from the other kids so, eat up and enjoy your meal!” Ragdoll explained enthusiastically.

“Hmm, where are the carrots?” Mirko inspected her meal before asking Ragdoll a incredibly important question.

“Sorry Mirko-san, we don’t have any carrots for you. We would’ve prepared some if we knew you were coming but…” Ragdoll looked over at her team with a pleading look in her eyes, she obviously didn’t want to deal with the difficult woman.

“Tch, who doesn’t have emergency carrots?” Mirko looked at her food with a face full of disappointment, her ears dropped sadly.

‘At least you were given food.’

“How am I supposed to eat this without any carrots! I want carrots!” Mirko started to bang her fists on the table, like a child demanding sweets instead of vegetables.

When Mirko started to hit the table, she ended breaking it due to her enhanced strength which made some of the other students dishes slide towards her.

“Oops.” This was all Mirko said before she started gorging herself with the other students food.

“H-hey! That’s my breakfast!” Izuku raised his voice a little, which only made Mirko glare at him. He immediately looked down to the floor and apologized profusely.

“What’s all the commotion about? Can’t a guy get some decent sleep around here?” The sleepy bastard yawned as he made his entrance. When his tired eyes landed on Yahiko’s figure, a small but noticeable shit eating grin was immediately plastered over his face.

“Really? Yay! You’re the best Yahiko!” Himiko excitedly threw her arms up into the air and made some cute noises.

“Your breakfast break is up, it’s time for your morning training. Class 1-A will go to the training field first, Aizawa-san and Tiger will be helping you train your quirks.” Mandalay said with a bit tiredness in her voice but she hid it well.

“What! I didn’t even get to finish eating!” Toru complained.

“But Mirko-sensei stole my breakfast!” Sato protested.

“You tried to feed me cables.” Yahiko’s words fell on deaf ears and ended up being ignored.

“Just shut up and get your sorry ȧsses out to the training field, I have something important to tell you all anyway.” Aizawa mumbled out loud, getting some tired sighs from his students as a response.

“But Aizawa-sensei, we have fought real villains before. I don’t think some quirk training will help that much. Wouldn’t it be better if we had a competition with the other class, it could be like what we did during the beginning of the school year with All Might.” Mina exclaimed, getting her classmates pumped up along with her.

“No.”

“Huh?”

“Yeah, you had me throw some stupid tennis ball.” Bakugo grunted as he remembered how agitated the other students made him feel.

“Yep, and if I recall correctly, your distance was 705 meters. Let’s see how much you’ve improved.” Aizawa said as he pulled a tennis ball out of thin air and tossed it to Bakugo.

“Heh, it’s time for me to show all of you background characters your place, especially you! You purple eyes freak!”

“Die!!!” Bakugo screeched as the ball was propelled into the air by his explosive sweat.

“Hell yeah!” Denki yelled excitedly when he saw Bakugo’s throw.

“Show him who’s boss Bakugo!” Aero also cheered Bakugo on, which only made the explosive boys’ ego grow even more.

“706 meters.” Aizawa said with a smirk.

Everyone went quiet almost immediately, which was music to Aizawa’s ears.

“Now then, do you all still think that you don’t need training?”

“Bakuretsu, bakuretsu, la la la~” Deidara happily sang to himself, he was really looking forward to sharing his art with the younger generation. It was his duty as an artist to spread the beauty that is called art, whether they want to learn about it or not.

“What the hell are you singing?” Sasori asked him while he was climbing inside Hiruko.

“It’s none of your business! Just shut up and play with your dolls already.” Deidara snapped at Sasori.

“Both of you need to shut the fuċk up, I’m trying to concentrate.” Kakuzu yelled at them from atop of muscular, he sighed to himself and went back to counting his money.

“G-get off me b-basta-!” Muscular tried to get up again but Kakuzu stomped on the back of his head, driving his skull into the concrete.

“Hey now, don’t go killing each other before we attack the students. We are on a tight schedule after all.” Tomura muttered out loud as he gripped the apple he was eating with all five fingers, decaying it on the spot.

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Hey, it’s author-sama here, I just wanted to quickly explain why I’ve been gone for so long. When my mother caught covid, she couldn’t go back to work because she could potentially spread it to others. No work means no money, and no money means no food. So my older sister and I went job hunting to help out with our financial problems. I actually did not have any spare time on my hands so I couldn’t prioritize this book for a while. But hey, my mother is getting better so I will try to post when I can. Thanks for not taking this shitty fanfic out of your libraries.. See ya later.