Reborn As Saitama In MHA - Chapter 4

A/N: For the readers who are continuing from Chapter 3 and didn’t see my changes, MC’s name is now Hiroto. Hopefully, you won’t get confused. Enjoy this chapter!

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After the incident with the mud villain, Hiroto along with the green-haired boy who he found his name shortly after, Izuku Midoriya, were getting lectured by some of the heroes that were on the scene of the attack.

Off to the side was the spiky-haired boy, who Hiroto was told his name, Katsuki Bakugo. He was instead getting praised for his quirk and strength before getting trapped.

Hiroto was quite disinterested in the whole situation, and it was quite annoying for him to keep getting stared at by the two boys.

Deciding it was long enough, Hiroto just walked away back home. Although he knew who the kids were from his past life after watching MHA, Hiroto decided to just go with the flow of things instead of trying to actively meddle with everything.

‘It just sounds like it’s too much, jumping around places to prevent future trouble or plot from occurring. Trouble will just come to me one way or another anyway.’ Hiroto thought to himself as he arrived back home, only to hear the voices of his parents laughing along with 2 others.

Entering the house, he saw his parents in the living room drinking tea and laughing alongside another couple, who he could instantly recognize.

“Ah, Hiroto! Come and meet our neighbors, they came over to greet us and even gave us a welcome gift!” His mother enthusiastically said, showing off a new set of teacups.

Hiroto bowed towards the couple, “I’m Hiroto, it’s nice to meet you two.”

“What a polite boy.” The woman said, introducing herself, “I’m Mitsuki Bakugo, and this is my husband, Masaru. You can just call us aunt or uncle.”

Hiroto nodded as Masaru spoke up, “We have a son who’s the same age as you, Katsuki. I heard from your father that you’re going to enroll in U.A. High School, well so is our son. I already texted him earlier, so he should drop by here to greet you and your parents.”

Just as he finished talking, the doorbell rang throughout the house. “Ah, that must be him. Be a dear and get the door, will you, Hiroto?” His mother told him.

“It’s you!! You’re that baldy that was at the city center!” Bakugo shouted at Hiroto’s face.

“Hm? I guess that was me. Well, no use standing there just come in already.” Hiroto said, causing Bakugo’s mouth to twitch after seeing his indifferent attitude.

Before Bakugo could yell again, he heard his mother’s voice from inside, “Katsuki! You better not be shouting at your new neighbors! Get your ȧss in here already!”

Following behind Hiroto, Bakugo shouted out, “Shut up, you old hag! Who I shout at is none of your business!”

“Why you!” Bakugo’s mom grabbed his son’s collar and dragged him to the couch, forcing him to sit down. “Now, be nice and behave or you can forget about have your favorite spicy curry for dinner!”

Bakugo scowled at his mother but stayed quiet as Hiroto sat down lazily opposite of them, reading a manga. (old habits die hard)

“My, your family seems to be quite close!” Hiroto’s mother said as she clasped her hands together. “Such a wonderful relationship.”

Bakugo’s father could only smile warily at the sight of his wife and son bickering.

Bakugo scoffed, as he looked towards Hiroto and said, “Why is he bald anyway? Isn’t it a bit young to start having hair loss?”

“That’s rude, you damn brat!” Bakugo’s mom shouted as she hit Bakugo’s head.

“Oh, that’s fine, hahaha.” Hiroto’s dad laughed as he explained. “It’s a side effect of his quirk, he lost his hair once it awakened. Anyway, besides that, I heard that your son is also going to be applying to enter U.A. High School, isn’t that great, Hiroto? You already got to know a friend before even beginning school again.”

Bakugo’s eyes narrowed at Hiroto at what he heard. But, instead of saying anything, his mind wandered back to the scene that he saw back at the city center. The only thing he saw was how All Might appeared, but Hirotojust casually struck his fist forward and the mud villain was scattered all over the place.

“Tch.” Bakugo clicked his tongue and looked away. “Whatever.”

Both of Bakugo’s parents looked surprised for a moment before smiling. “Well isn’t that wonderful? Well, we don’t want to take up any more of your time so we’ll be leaving now. If you ever want to visit just come on over, it’s great to have such nice neighbors as yourselves.” Bakugo’s mother said as Hiroto’s father shook hands with Bakugo’s father.

Bakugo only clicked his tongue as his family left, earning an audible slap once again.

“Well, aren’t they nice?” Hiroto’s mother said, waving them off.

“I guess. I’m hungry, can we eat?” Hiroto said, walking back into the house.

“Sure, what do you feel like having for dinner?” His mother asked.

“Hotpot,” Hiroto answered straight away.

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After that brief encounter, there were 10 months left before the U.A. entrance exam. Playing a game in his room lazily, Hiroto thought to himself.

‘What should I do? There’s still a lot of time before I can enter U.A. and the plot actually begins moving forward. Although I don’t want to actively meddle, it’s too boring to just wait around.

Wait, if I remembered, shouldn’t this be the time that All Might is now training Mitochondria? Wait, that’s not his name. What was it again? Ah, I can’t remember. Maybe I should sneak to where they are and watch. At least it’ll give me something to do.’

Having decided on what to do, Hiroto woke early the next day. After doing his daily training and having breakfast, bid his parents farewell.

“Hmm, it should be by a beach with a lot of garbage around. Well, to the beach it is.” Hiroto said, before jogging at a ‘brisk’ pace, where nobody was able to perceive.

After a few minutes later he arrived at a rather large looking dumpsite for random ȧssortments of trash and garbage.

“The advantages of being homeschooled, I don’t have to leave my house or expose myself so early on. It’s not like I take an active approach in hiding my powers, but it’s a lot better than having people know how much power a kid like me currently has.” Hiroto muttered as he could hear a loud voice shouting in the middle of a clearing.

“This is the plan I’ve drafted!! It’s called the “Aim to pass! American Dream plan!” So nevermind that it’s trash disposal! Focus on how to clear this training!”

Hiroto didn’t exactly hide, but All Might and Mitochondria were too engulfed in their little world to notice him standing there in his red and white hood with the words ‘oppai’ written on them, chewing gum.

The rest of the scene that played out went exactly as Hiroto remembered from the anime.

“Watching anime is one thing, but seeing it live in front of you gives quite a weird feeling,” Hiroto muttered as he sat atop a pile of junk. However, as he did so, some pieces came loose and made a loud cacophony of sounds, drawing attention to his position.

All Might is his current powered up form alongside Mitochondria quickly turned and saw Hiroto sitting there with an indifferent expression on his simplified face.

“Oops.” Hiroto said, waving his hands, “Don’t mind me, just continue what you were doing.”

*poof*

All Might’s form disappeared, as his figure changed to that of his skinny version.

“This is… bad..” All Might muttered, blood pouring out of his mouth, with Mitochondria nodding his head robotically.