Reborn As Saitama In MHA - Chapter 29

After having been thrown by Hiroto, Mirko felt a slight numbing sensation coming from her right foot after having been grabbed by Him.

Getting even more excited, she thought to herself, ‘More… Show me just how far you can go.’

Crouching low to the ground, Mirko pounced forward with extreme speed. The moment she got closer to Hiroto, she instead jumped into the air and shouted out, “Luna Fall!”

From above Hiroto, who followed her every move, Mirko swung her foot downwards with a mighty kick that most people wouldn’t be able to contend with. The foot struck Hiroto’s shoulder, driving him straight into the ground.

Just as Mirko was about to say something, she suddenly let out a laugh and jumped away from her position as the ground beneath her burst outwards, sending dirt and rocks out in every direction.

Climbing out of the ground, unscathed, except for being covered in dirt, Hiroto said, “You might just be the strongest person I’ve faced so far. I just hope you’ll be able to take a single move from me.”

“You probably won’t be able to find many people as strong as I am! Most of those out there are weaklings that rely on teams to support their weaknesses.” Mirko said, readying herself by lowering her posture.

The two stared at each other for a moment, before Mirko charged towards him, destroying the ground beneath her in the process while Hiroto… walked backward extremely quickly, matching her speed.

Using the tree’s around her as springboards, Mirko utilized her Hero costume that had metal plating around her heel and toes, making them seem like rabbit toes while also helping her to deliver even more devastating kicks.

Jumping from a tree, she launched herself at Hiroto again who merely turned his body away at the last moment as she passed by. However, knowing he would do this, she dropped her left leg to the ground while bringing her right upwards, shouting out, “Luna Arc!”

Mirko delivered a straight powerful front-facing ax kick towards Hiroto’s head, making contact as the shockwave from the kick carried through him and to the area behind of him, causing the dirt and leaves to be kicked up.

“Wow, that was close,” Hiroto said, who had a hand in front of Mirko’s right leg that blocked her kick. “I’m pretty sure you would have killed anyone with that kick.”

“But you’re just not ‘anyone’. Besides, I’m just getting warmed up,” Mirko said as her grin got even bigger at the sight of seamlessly blocking her attacks.

“Well, my turn,” Hiroto said, punching towards Mirko’s stomach. Her eyes widened as she realized she wouldn’t be able to dodge it, even her instincts told her that the moment she moved, the fist would just accelerate in no time. In a desperate attempt, she brought her arms down to block the attack.

When the fist connected with her arms, she was sent barreling through the forest, crashing through trees after trees, sending splinters and broken bark flying all around. To stop her momentum she dug both of her feet into the ground, leaving deep trenches as she continued to moved backward a good 100 feet.

After stopping, her body began to sweat profusely as she finally had a chance to experience the same sensation she felt when she watched him on TV. Both of her arms were shaking, as even the bones in them ached.

“Wow, you’re still standing after that?” Hiroto said, appearing a distance away from her. He then said, “Hey, keep this a secret, alright? My Hero name is One Punch Man, I can’t let people knowing that I couldn’t stop you with my normal punch now.”

Mirko merely gave a bright grin as she rubbed her arms, the adrenaline in her kicking into overdrive. “I’m not one to back down for a challenge, especially against people stronger than me!”

‘I’ll need to go for his limbs since tiring him out doesn’t seem to work.’ Mirko thought to herself, lowering herself down to the ground.

With that, she charged forwards once more, but this time instead of charging straight towards him, she pounced from tree to tree around Hiroto to build up speed.

Hiroto merely looked all around him as Mirko’s body left after images behind her every jump, finally springing towards Hiroto once more, shouting out, “Luna Ring!”

With a big grin on her face, she used both of her legs and began kicking at him at incredible speeds, aiming at his limbs while simultaneously performing a cartwheel in the air.

Before she let Hiroto recover, she did a handstand from the cartwheel and shouted, “Luna Tijeras!” She then mounted onto Hiroto’s head, gripping him tightly with her legs before twisting her body, pulling with all of her superhuman leg strength to lift Hiroto into the air and slam him into the ground behind them, with his head digging straight into the ground.

Hiroto, who had his head in the ground thought to himself, ‘Well, that was a surprise… but a welcome one.’ As the feeling of Mirko’s thɨġhs around his head resurfaced, as well as a certain view.

He then crawled out of the ground, once again unphased by her attacks, with his school clothes now also being partially ripped. “Hey, you’re going to pay for these clothes after we’re done!”

“If you can beat me right now, I’ll even do more than pay for your clothes!” Mirko shouted as she launched herself towards Hiroto, delivering a backward roundhouse kick as she spun in the air multiple times.

“Hey, you said it.” Hiroto’s voice rang out, as Mirko’s eyes widened the moment she found out Hiroto’s body had already disappeared from his position.

Using her keen senses, she instantly turned her head around but it was too late, as she saw Hiroto’s fist coming straight for her face, only to stop a single centimeter away from it.

Hiroto pulled his fist back and lightly flicked her forehead, controlling his strength so that it didn’t send her flying, and said, “You said you’ll do more than pay for my clothes, so let’s go have some hotpot. Maybe then we can finally introduce each other properly.”

He then began to walk away as Mirko stood there stock-still. The adrenaline rush from before fading away as her entire body ached and cried out to her, her arms feeling extremely painful from Hiroto’s punch after she blocked it just once.

Turning around, instead of feeling shocked and awe, she merely widely grinned and took out her phone to snap a picture, before sending it off to a certain skinny blond.

…

From within U.A. High School, All Might was going over some documents due to his job when he suddenly received a message from Mirko. Opening it, he coughed out some blood and fell off of his chair, causing the other teachers to look at him with questioning glances. What he received was a photo of a forest or… what’s left of it.

The area that was behind them where Hiroto stood… well let’s just say that the new’s reporters are going to have a field day with that, as it seemed like a meteor fell and crashed down into the forest, leaving a deep pit expanding for hundreds of meters outwards.

‘Was it a good idea to send young Moriyama to her…’ All Might thought as he pondered over his decisions.

…

Back in Saitama, Hiroto was now in a set of casual clothing, wearing his hoodie that was had red sleeves extending and a red collar, while the ċhėst area was white with the words Oppai on it, and simple blue jeans. This was the clothing that he had requested from the support department, asking them to make it more durable.

He was currently in a restaurant with Mirko opposite him, who was now in civilian clothing. She wore a simple white shirt, with blue jeans that only entended to blow her knee’s with a belt that had the symbol of a yellow crescent moon design over it, similar to the design she had on her ċhėst of her Hero costume. To finish off her outfit, she had white high heel boots on.

“So, are you still not going to explain why you wanted me to train under you?” Hiroto asked as the two waited for the food to arrive.

“I just wanted to fight you after seeing your performance. I guess my decision was right, you’re definitely the strongest person I’ve seen, even surpassing All Might in his current state.” Mirko said with a grin.

“Hm, what will we do then for my training and this ‘work experience’,” Hiroto asked her again.

“We’ll fight! Every day after you wake up, we’ll continue to fight!” Mirko said, leaning over the table suddenly as she started to get worked up.

‘Is this suppose to benefit me or her?’ Hiroto thought, as the food finally arrived.