Reborn As Saitama In MHA - Chapter 11

(A/N: Check the authors note at the end of the chapter, please?)

“Well, there you have it. The president is Moriyama and the vice-president is Yaoyorozu.” Aizawa announced, causing Katsuki and Tenya to go ballistic and fall apart in shambles.

Hiroto stood there, his face twitching as he didn’t expect this outcome. ‘Who the hell voted for me? I got 4 votes, beating Momo by 2. Well, I guess on the other hand it would be quite interesting to see what a class president does.

I can’t just go around acting bored all the time, if I want some excitement in my life, I should strive for it myself. Hmm, yeah, that’s a good plan.’

Hiroto stood there with a thoughtful look on his face, not realizing that his once relaxed posture began to straighten up once again.

What he didn’t notice was that at the front of the board, Momo gave him a short glance before she concentrated back on the class and Aizawa, before being dismissed by the bell for lunch.

When it was time for lunch, Hiroto was once again in another dilemma. During lunchtime, he usually sat with Mina and Eijiro, but this time Momo and Todoroki decided to join them.

‘Well, I can understand Momo joining us since she’s my vice president… But Todoroki? What’s his deal?’ Hiroto thought to himself, glancing at Todoroki who didn’t react to Hiroto’s glances and just kept to himself, eating his lunch.

“Shouldn’t you eat something healthy?” Mina asked Hiroto, seeing him eating instant noodles.

“You don’t understand, Mina. This is a man’s meal, it gives power to the soul!” Eijiro said, slurping down his own cup ramen.

“The food here is great, but once in a while you just crave for something like this,” Hiroto said, finishing his meal.

“That is quite unhealthy…” Momo said, shaking her head as she watched the two.

Todoroki, after seeing how satisfied Hiroto was from just eating cup ramen glanced to the side of the room, eyeing a stack of unopened cup ramen, prime for the taking.

Suddenly, a loud alarm interrupted everybody, causing everyone to go into a panic.

“Security level 3 has been breached. Student, please promptly evacuate.” A voice from the speakers said.

“This doesn’t sound good…” Eijiro said, looking at everyone around the canteen as they began to panic.

“What’s a security level 3?” Mina asked worriedly.

“Something big must have occurred in the school premises,” Momo said as she got up from her seat.

Hiroto shook his head and said, “Don’t worry, and just stay calm.” He pointed to the window, leading the 4 to turn and see a horde of reporters rushing past the front entrance and coming to a stop as some teacher’s barred their entry into the school.

“I see…” Momo said, furrowing her eyebrows slightly since she was pestered by the same reporters from the morning. Todoroki simply stayed silent, observing Hiroto quietly.

After a few seconds, something finally clicked into Eijiro’s head, as he said, “I got it! It���s because of those guys, right?”

“Ding ding ding. You’re correct, this is your prize.” Hiroto congratulated him, handing him his empty ramen cup and quickly walking away, avoiding the stampede of students.

“Hey! Wait up!” Mina said as the rest followed after him along with Eijiro. Students started to crowd around one another, pushing each other towards the exit. Before the four could reach Hiroto, they were swept away by the crowd. Not able to move properly Mina and Momo began to panic, but then a pair of hands grabbed their arms

“Calm down, I’ve got you,” Hiroto said, blocking everyone from trying to push past him, standing still like an immovable mountain.

“Phew, thanks. Things were getting hairy for a moment there.” Mina thanked Hiroto, while in her mind, she thought to herself, ‘You know… bald isn’t too bad. Looks kind of cool actually.’

“Thank you…” Momo said, a very indiscernible blush appearing on her cheeks before disappearing. ‘I have never been grabbed like that before, much less by someone of the opposite gender.’

Finding the noise annoying, Hiroto raised his finger and snapped, creating an extremely loud sound accompanied by a slight air pressure that permeated through the entire canteen down to the crowded emergency exit.

“All right, that should do it,” Hiroto said, successfully getting everyone’s attention to focus on him. Turning to Momo he gestured for her to talk since he was… preserving his strength in case a big bad Villain attack. No, it wasn’t because he was too lazy to explain everything himself.

Momo then created a megaphone from her arm and addressed everyone, telling everyone that they shouldn’t panic since the entire situation was coming from the reporters who got through the gate from the outside.

“You are all prospected Heroes, in the most prestigious Hero Academy in all of Japan. If only the reporters can get you so riled up, how will you be able to face Villains in the future?” Momo ended her announcement, sending the students into a quiet stupor as they realized how they were behaving due to a bunch of reporters, especially since they wanted to become Heroes themselves.

Hiroto gave a nod to Momo, saying, “Great speech.”

Momo accepted the thanks, but then muttered, “How are reporters able to breach the security of U.A. High School? This campus is practically a fortress, built to defend against Villains, and yet a group of reporters managed to get in?”

Hiroto gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder and said, “Don’t think about too much, everything will solve itself in due time.”

Mina, off to the side wanted to make a quip about how close Momo and Hiroto were being since she liked to meddle with people’s relationship, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. ‘Hm, it just wouldn’t seem like too much fun…’

‘Seems like they’re gonna start soon.’ Hiroto thought, as everyone calmly headed back to class once again. He looked out of the window to see a group of teachers gathered around a gate in the distance.

…

After that fiasco at school, Hiroto was back at his home and watching some tv lazily.

*ding dong*

(A/N: SYSTEM ACTIVATE… jk, you wish)

The doorbell rang as his mother shouted out to him, “Hiroto, can you get the door for me? I’m a bit busy!”

Hiroto didn’t move, as he thought to himself, ‘Be one with the environment… Ease your breathing… and slowly… disappear…’

*CLANG*

“Didn’t I tell you to get the door?!” His mother yelled after throwing a pan at his head, deforming the pan.

“Alright, alright,” Hiroto said as he got up and picked up the pan, bending it back into shape again and tossing it to his mother.

Arriving at the door, Hiroto slightly opened the door and peeked his head out, trying to see who it was.

“Young Moriyama, it is I, All Might! I have come to-”

*bang*

The door was slammed shut into All Might’s face, as a shadow case over his face with his hand still up from waving.

*ding dong*

Hiroto this time only slightly opened the door, peaking outside. “What do you want? Is this a home visit? I’ll have you know, I won’t be lending you any of my manga.”

All Might didn’t know how to react, standing there and thinking to himself, ‘People would always be excited when they see me. Young Moriyama is indeed different from everybody else.’

“No no, I’m not here to borrow anything from you.” All Might said, as his body transformed back to his skinny form after making sure nobody was nearby.

“I was actually just nearby after visiting young Midoriya. You should’ve seen how young Bakugo reacted, it wasn’t pretty. Oh, and congratulations on becoming class president!” All Might said, still standing outside since Hiroto didn’t let him in.

“So… you’re here just to say hi and congratulate me?” Hiroto asked.

“Well, yes?” All Might answered.

“Ok, hi, thanks, and bye.”

*bang*

Hiroto closed the door once after saying hi, leaving All Might to stand alone outside as the wind blew his hair to the side.

‘Young Moriyama, you really are strong, not even inviting me in. This is also good, as one should never let anyone into their home with their family so easily since there are villains out there who are able to disguise as other people.’ All Might thought, misinterpreting Hiroto’s intention to not let him into his house and disrupt his ‘productive’ day plans.

“Who was it, honey?” Hiroto’s mother asked him as she retrieved her pan.

“Nobody, just some weird skinny guy,” Hiroto answered, laying down on the couch again and watching his show.

“Well, how was school anyway? Anything exciting happens?” His mother asked him as she went back to prepare dinner.

“Hmm, not much. Oh, I did become class president, there was that.” Hiroto said calmly.

*clang*

“Y-You… What?” His mother stuttered, feeling shocked to the core. “Is my hearing all right? Did I just hear that my son is finally interested in doing something productive for once?”

“… Mom…” Hiroto said, with a tired look on his face.

“I’m home! What’s going on today, why do you like so pale?” His dad walked in and asked his mother worriedly.

“Our little boy is growing up… H-He became class President…” His mother quietly muttered.

*lightning sfx*

“Guffaw!!” His father shouted freezing with his jaws wide open as his glasses fell off his face.

Hiroto reacted, “Et Tu Father?”