Reborn As Saitama In MHA - Chapter 19
From the different tunnels that led to the center of the field, many different classes emerged and were gathered together as the crowds of hundreds of people were cheering for them.
“The U.A. sports festival!! Where the Hero world’s golden little eggs will aim for each other’s throats – and to the top! Our grand yearly Melee!! Let me guess, all you miscreants came to see them, right?! The freshly formed miracle stars that shrugged off a mass Villain ȧssault with wills of steel!”
Present Mic shouted out in a fervor to hype the crowd up, getting them to loudly cheer for the students and the appearance of class 1-A in particular, who emerged out together, being the last in their group to do so.
“There’s a lot of people watching us, huh?” Eijiro said, looking around at the people in the stands.
“There’s also a lot of pro Heroes as well, don’t forget about that,” Mina added.
When they were all gathered around, some of the other classes were disgruntled after hearing how most of the people came just to see class 1-A.
“Now now, play nice with each other! For now, that is.” Midnight shouted as she waved her whip through the air.
“Now, let’s bring up our representative of the students this year, Hiroto Moriyama from class 1-A!” Midnight shouted out.
“Well, that’s to be expected,” Kaminari said.
“He also is our class president, can’t forget that,” Jiro added.
“Yeah but, do you think he’s the type of guy who can deliver speeches?” Hagakure asked. The class then turned to Hiroto, who slowly walked up to the stage in front of them.
Before he could say anything, Midnight whispered to him, “Make sure you give a good performance now~”
Hiroto felt a slight chill, but ignored it and stood in front of the microphone. “Hold on, I wrote something for this,” Hiroto said, as he fumbled in his pockets to bring out a piece of paper, making everyone wait for him.
“Hm, let’s see. 2 cartons of milk. 2 bottles of soy sauce. Some salt. 3 packets of seaweed. Oh, wait. This is the wrong paper.” Hiroto said, causing the whole of class 1-A to facepalm.
The whole arena was silent until a Hero from the stands stood up and shouted, “I understand what he meant!! He is listing out all of the things of what we Heroes are protecting! We are fighting to protect people and the city so that our families can eat in peace so that they can go and shop for simple groceries for their children and families! What he listed is an example of what we must fight to protect, and a reminder to never forget that!!”
Once again, the arena was silent. Until it, all erupted into euphemistic applause and exaggerated cheering. Some people even had tears in their eyes as they thanked the Heroes that were seated next to them.
“This young man, he is an inspiration to all!”
Hiroto only stood there on the stage, not knowing how to react. He turned to Midnight and saw she had some tears in her eyes. Deciding it was a bad idea to stick around, he retreated back to his classmates.
Up in the stands, Mt. Lady’s eyes were slightly red, as she said, “He would make a great PR manager.”
A distance away, Hiroto’s parents looked at each other, and his mother asked, “Isn’t that the shopping list we gave to Hiroto last week?”
“Let’s just enjoy the atmosphere.” His father said.
Back down with his group, Momo asked him, “Please tell me you actually planned all of this.”
“Do you want the truth or the lie?” Hiroto asked her, holding up the piece of paper.
“Nevermind,” Momo said, shaking her head.
Hiroto shrugged and crumpled the paper, tossing it away. Todoroki’s eyes then narrowed, as he snatched the paper out of view from everyone and pocketed it.
Midnight then addressed the crowd after everyone had calmed down. “Now, *sniff* let’s get started right away! The first game is what you’d call a qualifier! Every year, many drink their tears here!”
‘Everyone was already tearing up already.’ Class 1-A thought.
“Now, here is the fateful first game!” Midnight shouted, as a display appeared behind her, showcasing a giant spinning image, until a picture with the words, ‘Obstacle Race’ was displayed.
“An obstacle course race,” Izuku muttered.
“All 11 classes will participate in this race.” Midnight went on to explain. The course will be the outer circumference of this stadium; about four kilometers! Our school’s selling point is freedom!”
Midnight then licked her lips, showing off a bit of her sadistic nature, “As long as you stay on the course, it doesn’t matter what you do!”
Hiroto had a thoughtful expression, thinking to himself, ‘What counts as being on the course? Is there a height limit? I better not risk it.’
Everyone then gathered in front of a giant gate that led to the obstacle course just outside.
Everyone’s anxiety and anticipation started to build up, as the green lights started to count down to mark the start of the race.
Once the final light disappeared, the buzzer rang out.
“Start!!” Midnight shouted out.
Everyone then started to rush forward, pushing their way through the now opened gate to the outside. However, since everyone started to rush forward at the same time, the narrow hallway was filled out in no time, causing people to push and pull against each other, making it even more difficult to move forward.
At the back of the group stood Hiroto, as he turned around and said, “Sensei, is there a height limit?”
Midnight turned to Hiroto, and said, “No, not really. Not as long as you stay within the boundaries of the course.”
Hiroto nodded and turned to where all the students were gathered. Lifting one leg up, he brought it down to the ground.
*CRACK*
Like a web, the ground cracked and extended outwards to the rest of the students, causing them to lose their balance as they all felt as though a small earthquake had just suddenly appeared.
With almost all the students knocked over, Hiroto jogged forward at a casual pace, stepping on the people as he strolled past them leisurely.
Present Mic shouted out with his live commentary, “Whoa!! Did you see that just now?! With just one move, he managed to make all of the students topple over like domino pieces, allowing him to easily bypass the crowded hallway!”
Aizawa stayed silent and only kept watching. Once Hiroto left the hallway and emerged outside, ahead of everyone else, a large gale of ice shot out from within the crowd, freezing the hallway and the walls.
Todoroki rushed forward, using the ice on the ground below his feet to help him gain momentum when rushing forwards. The other student’s legs were all frozen over from his ice.
Then, one by one, the rest of class 1-A rushed out from within the crowd, using their quirks to bypass the rest of the students.
Hiroto, who was at the front turned around and saw Katsuki and Todoroki rushing towards him, wanting to bypass him.
“Ohhh!! That’s gotta hurt!” Present Mic shouted out but was then left stupefied when he saw that Hiroto was completely fine, while the arm of the robot was completely deformed around his figure.
“W-Wow! Just what is he made of, to be so durable!!” Present Mic shouted, turning to Aizawa, who didn’t say anything yet again.
From the stands, Hiroto’s mother scoffed at Present Mic’s word, and said, “Of course something like that wouldn’t hurt him. He’s my son after all.”
Hiroto’s father only smiled wryly and continued watching.
“Well, that doesn’t matter, since the obstacles have shown up suddenly, the first barrier!” Present Mic continued commentating, “How will they get passed thi- WHAT?!”
Before Present Mic could finish talking, Hiroto had casually run past the robots, and when they tried to stop him, he only merely punched it, causing it to shatter and explode into pieces, allowing him to freely run forward.
“W-Well, as expected from the top scorer of the entrance exam, Hiroto Moriyama from class 1-A! Defeating it in just one hit, making him the first one through!” Present Mic shouted, trying to save himself from his blunder.
Todoroki then raised his arm and said, “I will not be left behind, while he gets further away.” He waved his arm forward, and a wave of ice followed along with his movements towards the robot in front of him, enveloping it completely in ice.
“Where do you think you’re going, you half and half bastard!” Katsuki shouted out and blasted his way through, rushing to catch up to Todoroki.
At the front of the group, Hiroto then came across the next obstacle, which was a giant pit with multiple pillars in it, and connecting from them were ropes that would allow people to navigate through them.
“Oh! It looks like Moriyama from class 1-A has already reached the next obstacle, “The fall!” how will he pass this one?!” Present Mic shouted out.
Hiroto looked down the giant drop, saying, “That’s quite a long way down.” Looking across the giant chasm, to the other side, Hiroto merely bent his legs slightly, and jumped up into the air”
*CRACK*
The ground behind him cracked beneath his power, causing Todoroki who was behind him to stumble a bit from the destroyed ground.
Landing on the other side of the chasm, Hiroto just merely jogged forward at a brisk pace, as though he was taking a casual stroll, with Present Mic once more being lost for words.