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If there is one thing you can expect from life, it is the unexpected.

No matter how you live your life, even if you do not do anything to warrant it, life is going to hit your ass with a curveball so hard it alters the course of your life forever.

And I had just been hit with that curveball for the nth time in my life, except instead of altering the course of my life this time, it decided to take matters into its own hands and drive the car off the track.

That's right, I had died.

Though I have to say, the afterlife was way different from my expectations.

What was I expecting? Some kind of hell, by the jurisdiction of most religions, I would be sent directly to the boiler room of hell. But instead of brimstone and torture, I was greeted with a rather... pleasant drift through the great cosmos.

It had all happened so fast, one moment I was alive, and one moment after, I was some sort of ghost floating through an indescribably beautiful cosmic sky after my rather untimely demise. In the middle of everything yet nowhere at all, the infinite scape of the cosmos so close yet so far as I drifted aimlessly without control.

...I guess this counts as some form of torture too? I feel like sooner or later, aimlessly drifting across here will be torture without any proper stimulation or sensation.

How had I ended up here? How did I die?

It's rather simple, really.

I died after sleeping with my Boss's wife.

Now, I admit, I am definitely not a smart person. She was lonely and hot, and I was around. I may have made a mistake in the heat of passion.

...And I may have repeated that mistake a few dozen times in a myriad of different positions, including doing it on his bed.

As you'd think, my boss was not too thrilled about walking into me in his wife.

Well, now that I think about it, also sleeping with his daughter might have made my case worse. Especially sleeping with his daughter and wife at the same time.

Do not accuse me of being smart.

Sleeping with your Boss's wife was ill-advised. Even less so when your boss had connections with the Yakuza.

Especially when you are also working for the Yakuza. And your boss IS the head of the largest Yakuza family in Tokyo and one of the largest in all of Japan.

I definitely would not advise doing something like that. It sounds like a very irresponsible thing to do.

Of course, although I say that, if given the opportunity to do so again, I would do it again without hesitation. I cannot ignore a lonely mature woman in need; it goes against my very nature. It also helps that my boss was a massive asshole; he really had it coming.

Obviously, after seeing me inside of his wife he got a little angry and started shooting at me and ordered the entire family to hunt me down and even put a bounty on my head.

Remember when I said you can always expect the unexpected?

I didn't even die to the massive headhunt for me; I was able to avoid and evade pursuit enough to leave Tokyo for Kyoto where a rival family resided, to stay there until things had cooled down.

Yes, I had in fact successfully escaped from the largest Yakuza after sleeping with the head's wife. But that escape did not last long. How?

I died while getting groceries.

The very last thing I remembered was a cargo truck crashing into me with an asleep driver at the wheel.

I had escaped the Yakuza and died to the whims of fate sending an angel of death made of 20 tons of steel on 18 wheels after me. It was not my reckless life or my past catching up to me that did me in, but the cruel and indifferent whims of fate.

...I'd think it was poetic if I wasn't pissed at the fact that I had done all of that just to get done in by some guy falling asleep on the wheel and becoming a fresh coat of red paint across the roads of Kyoto.

How had my life devolved to the point of having to evade the Yakuza? It was pretty simple. But I suppose I should introduce myself first.

I was Hakari Kotaro, 23 years old. Former Yakuza enforcer, now a smear on the road.

But before becoming a Yakuza I was a complete neet, a shut-in if you will, a pathetic slob of a human being wasting away in misery if you want to be mean about it. Just staying in my room watching anime, playing games and wasting away my parents' life insurance. At least I kept my body in shape since exercise helped me clear my mind.

One day, I was fed up with being a miserable sob, so I made use of my 3 am motivation to go job searching the day after. Of course, with no college education my opportunities were rather limited. But I still decided to reward myself for my efforts by going to the bar to get the authentic getting drunk experience.

There, I met a really pretty and charming older woman in her early thirties. We hit it off, well, more like she hit it off with me as I had the charisma of a dirt-covered brick at the time. But the night somehow ended with me going back to her place and losing my virginity to her.

At the time, I had thought, "Wow, how can a lady this amazing be single?"

Well, she wasn't.

Apparently, she was trying to get back at her husband for fucking his secretary so she neglected to tell me about her being very much married. And this was at a time when I would have cared about her being married too.

And, again, the unexpected. Or, I guess, I should have expected this but he came in on us while I was coming inside her.

...Oh and he was one of the Executives of one of the largest Yakuza families in Tokyo at the time. That feels like a pretty important detail.

By some stroke of luck, I had managed to pull myself out of his wife and knock him out when he tried to attack me.

So I escaped, I put on my pants and left his house without even shoes. Of course he sent out men to look after me for fucking his wife. I didn't expect to be able to see the dawn of the next week because you shouldn't expect that after sleeping with the wife of a yakuza executive and then knocking out said yakuza executive.

Luckily, I was offered a job by a rival family of the family the guy whose wife I slept with was in. Apparently, they took me in as some sort of power move? I didn't know or care, I was not a political person, all I cared about was that I had a roof over my head and relative safety.

Apparently, I was pretty damn good at being a Yakuza enforcer as it did not take me long to rise up the ranks, mostly due to my willingness to take on basically suicide missions without complaint and come out alive. It also helped that I was apparently somehow genetically predisposed to be good at beating up people. Maybe that should have been obvious from how I knocked out a Yakuza executive as someone who barely fought a day in their life but hindsight is 20/20.

Anyway, that was the reason I believed I would be going to hell, I was definitely not a good person even by the loose definition. I killed people, some of them who didn't deserve it; I served as a bodyguard for the scum of the earth, I murdered deserters of the family, and I helped guard drug shipments.

I sold my soul for money and protection basically. Not that I minded it much mind you, this monologue isn't supposed to portray me feeling remorse. If I really felt remorse or guilt I wouldn't have been able to go home after bashing in some skulls and order myself some more anime figurines.

Yeah, I was paid handsomely, enough to live in a luxury apartment owned by the family and freely indulge in anime and games, which were primarily how I used to pass my time.

...If there is something I have learned, it is that you shouldn't make an Otaku a Yakuza enforcer. Because he will take the opportunity to do chuuni shit.

The time when I shouted JoJo catchphrases while I crushed the head of a deserter still haunts me to my grave. Which was right now.

So, yeah, I deserved hell, especially due to using anime catchphrases during work. But I am not there, not that I am complaining about not going to hell, but damn was this place damn boring.

The glamour of the stars had faded after what had been at least 10 hours. There really was nothing here, and I didn't have any sensation in my limbs either.

As I was reminiscing about my life I noticed something heading towards me. It looked something like a bugged spot in reality, a smeared mess of fragmented images and mosaic, before I could think more on it, the giant mass of buggy textures touched me and for the first time since I ended up in this purgatory I felt something.

Pain.

It was like I was getting the most horrible electrocution of my life, as if someone stuck an overloaded taser up my ass. Not only that but I felt the sensation of what felt like millions of ants crawling around my body before it all slowly faded away. Leaving me back in the purgatory without sensation once more, except now there was something different.

A floating translucent black and gold panel floating in front of my face.

[ Host Found ]

[ Adjust Parameters... ]

[ Finding Form... ]

[ Calibrating... ]

[ Complete. ]

[ The Chaos Gacha is online. ]

...Alright, what the actual fuck is this?

First, I get hit by the cosmic glitch, get electrocuted, and now there is something called Chaos Gacha in front of my face?

You know what? I have absolutely nothing else to do right now, so how is worrying about whatever this is going to help me now? Not like this is much stranger than the lack of an afterlife I was in.

Alright, I'll bite. What the hell is the Chaos Gacha?

Of course, I couldn't speak but the panel in front of me seemed to recognise my intent regardless.

[ By absolute pure chance, you have managed to awaken the Chaos Gacha, granting you a new lease on life in another world with its assistance. ]

[ The Gacha will decide your fate. ]

That is far less explanation than I would have liked but I didn't exactly have a choice here, there wasn't a yes or no button. Although I found it hard to believe, I had no reason not to believe the panel in front of me.

Besides, a new lease on life? That sounds nice, at least it certainly beats floating here forever.

So, I'll play along.

You have acquired 3 Gold Random Gacha tickets

World Transfer will initiate once all tickets have been spent.

...Alright, not to look a gift horse in the mouth, but I understand nothing about either of those. Does this thing have a user manual?

Explanation - Starting Tickets: Tickets allow you to roll the corresponding gacha they align with. The Gold Random Gacha Ticket can give you anything ranging from Items, Familiars, Powers and Skills that are contained in the Gold rank gacha. Simply prompt mentally to roll a ticket.

Explanation - World Transfer: Once all tickets have been spent, you will begin your new world in a random world across all of reality that the user is aware of. Mostly from works of fiction from their world of origin.

...Does that include worlds like Warhammer 40k and Darksouls?

Yes.

Alright then, shit just got real.

So, I was now betting my new life on a gacha. A gacha of all things. As a Yakuza with too much disposable income, I was very well-versed in gambling. But that was mostly Poker, Blackjack etc. not fucking gacha. I only used a few gachapon machines before.

The one form of gambling I had a problem with.

Gacha was the only thing that managed to test my patience and finally smash my phone to pieces after rolling the tenth Mapo Tofu instead of Raikou on Fate Grand Order.

I guess the only thing I can do now is hope RNGesus takes mercy on my mortal soul.

A/N: Hakari is back, baby. And he is as womanising and shameless as ever. I wanted to write and flesh out his backstory better than I first did with this chapter. Zero copy-pasting involved. And now our favourite Restless Gambler is back again with the Gacha, promising chaos.

Well then, without further ado, let's roll the dice and spin the wheel.

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~Kotaro Hakari~

3 Gold Random Gacha Tickets remain.

Alright, this was it, these 3 tickets would decide my new life. And I could only hope for mercy from RNGesus, the one and only.

I steadied my breathing and focused my gaze.

Alright, let's do this.

Roll it.

Rolling Gold Random Gacha...

An Elite Ability!

[Seek Guidance]

|Rarity: Elite| |Class: Thinker|

When this ability is active, you are able to view commentary of those who were, could have been or would have been. The commentary can be helpful or even deceitful. You might find text written on the ground in front of a treasure informing you it's trapped, or text showing you the location of a hidden wall, or a text telling you to stand in front of a trap. Basically the message system from Eldensoulsborne Games.

Uh...

That's... good?

I would have preferred a more straight-up combat ability, but this sounds like it would help me avoid randomly walking into an alleyway full of Genestealers if I ended up in a hive city.

Alright, next up. Hit me again.

Rolling Gold Random Gacha...

A Rare Item!

[Hypnos' Mask]

|Rarity: Rare|

A sleeping mask blessed by Hypnos, the god of sleep , when wearing this mask, your nights are perfectly restful and all of your energy recovers after at least 6 hours of uninterrupted sleep.

That certainly sounds like a great novelty item, but it still doesn't sound like anything that helps me survive in a Hive City or, RNGesus forbid, Yharnam .

Shit, last ticket, this better be good or I might be fucked in the ass.

Rolling Gold Random Gacha...

A Rare Trait

[What's Monogamy?]

|Rarity: Rare|

Women are very accepting of any delusions of harem or a woman loving you you might have. They tend not to question the logistics or logic of having multiple women as lovers.

Ah.

Great.

That will surely help me when I am fucked raw in the ass by a random mutant as I wander the slums of a hive city.

Great. Just... great.

All Tickets spent. Would you like to continue?

...You know what? I don't think I do. Is there anything else I could do to prevent my mostly inevitable demise of landing in Lordran with actually straight-up nothin'?

Would you like to take {Penalties} in exchange for more rolls?

The severity of penalties depends on the user's luck, ranging from losing your sense of taste to having bad eyesight to being enemies with a powerful being upon arrival. The more severe the curse the more advantage you get.

This function is rendered unavailable upon world transfer.

...Shit? Do I have a choice? No, not really. I would much rather have some more challenges in my new life than almost assured death. I would like at least some combat power for where I am dropping.

Alright, give me one.

And then a d20 appeared in my hands. Oh shit, I had to manually roll it, that is much more terrifying. But I had to do it regardless, I shook the dice in my hands and threw it, it somehow seemed to land on a surface that didn't exist and started rolling around until it hit an...

11.

Not horrible.

11 = Intermediate Curse: Yandere.

[Curse - Yandere]

|Severity: Intermediate|

There is a yandere after you. And meeting her will not be so pleasant.

Eh.

I have already dealt with that before. Nothing new, but depending on the world I'm going to, it could be... let's say absolutely catastrophic. What the hell would happen if I dropped in Darksouls and Nashandra was a yandere for me? Or even dropping on 40k and having a yandere... anything really after me.

At least it was only intermediate, so I shouldn't get fucked as much.

Alright, now what do I get from that?

Rolling Gold Random Gacha with advantage...

[Trait - Hero's Reward]

|Rarity: Rare Trait|

Every Hero deserves a reward , whenever you save or help someone, they will feel compelled to repay you and feel gratitude towards you.

or

[Item - Dragon Slayer]

|Rarity: Uncommon|

"It was too big to be called a sword. Massive, thick, heavy, and far too rough. Indeed, it was a heap of raw iron." A massive dull unwieldy sword larger than a man, this sword is supernaturally durable and, having bathed in the blood of countless spirits and astral beings is capable of harming and killing the immaterial.

...Great, I get a weapon, and it's one that is way too unwieldy for me to even think about grabbing and lifting it. While I subscribe to the male fantasy of slashing with a giant sword. Unfortunately, I had to live in reality, at least Hero's Reward would help me if the world I was going to go to was one with a lot of problems I would be forced to fix.

But having a perk that makes me more likely to get rewarded from saving people doesn't matter when I can't even save myself let alone others. So, I would need another try.

I summoned another d20 and rolled it with a heavy heart.

A 17.

Thank you.

17 = A mild Curse: Orphan

[Curse - Orphan]

|Severity: Mild|

Your parents died before you transferred to this world. And unfortunately, you aren't the Batman kind of Orphan but the regular fatherless kind.

Oh wow, does that make an Orphan² now? I already lost my original parents; losing a pair I never got to know won't hurt nearly as much.

Now, what does this net me?

Rolling Gold Random Gacha...

An Uncommon Skill

[Intermediate Biology]

|Rarity: Uncommon|

You are learned enough in the field of Biology to be a professor, and you have good knowledge of how most organs and organisms function, you know how most things interact with biology and how to affect biology yourself.

Great.

No combat ability... again.

At least I know I can get a job as a Biology Professor if I land in a peaceful world but I am pretty sure I won't land on one.

Fuck, give me another, please.

I summoned yet another die and rolled it.

'...It's not horrible.'

10.

10 = Intermediate Curse: Remix

[Remix]

|Severity: Intermediate|

The world is not exactly as you remember. The cogs of fate have shifted; while the general outline of the future remains the same, some details may change.

...I don't know what to think about that, on the one hand, if I go to a world I don't know shit about, it won't do anything. On the other hand, if it's a world I know, it still won't be too bad to live with since it did say the general flow is the same.

Let's just hope this was worth it.

Rolling Gold Random Gacha with advantage...

[Ability - Spectral Claw]

|Rarity: Rare| |Class: Enhancer, Emitter|

Unordinary - Allows you to manifest a large demon-like clawed arm over your own , this arm possesses superhuman strength and grip, enough to crush iron and lift large objects , it can also extend and grow in size slightly. The damage this arm takes is reflected in your real arm.

or

[Ability - Cement Manipulation]

|Rarity: Rare| |Class: Kinesis|

Allows you to manipulate cement, allowing you to shape it into constructs, walls, weapons, and even turn it back into a less solid form.

I chose Spectral Claw.

While Cement Manipulation sounded fine, there was a problem. If I ended up somewhere like Lordran where there are no widely available sources of cement, same with most fantasy worlds where I would have to go into caves or forests with no cement.

Spectral Claw sounded useful regardless of the situation. Having flexible metal-crushing demon arms sounded very useful, just have to hope it is not a world with demons that I am going to.

Would you like to take on any more penalties?

Nope, nope. Cutting it off here, I don't think taking on any more penalties will help my situation. I am already an orphan with a yandere after him in a world he doesn't know. And that was with me rolling high; at some point, you have to fold. Any more and it's a fool's bet.

Alright, so I have some kind of clairvoyance cum divination via Darksouls' messages, demon arms, a very good sleeping mask, a biology major, the right to a harem and increased gratitude from people.

...This is a fucking mess.

Whatever, I'm ready. I can live with this.

Roll a d20 to decide your fate.

Great, more dice. I'm starting to get a sore arm from rolling all of these. Hopefully, I get something good with this because this seems really important.

I shook the dice and rolled it . I briefly entertained the thought of intentionally rolling it gently to get a 20 but quickly dismissed the thought. I was dumb, but not to the level where I would try to deceive something that could understand my thoughts, reincarnate me and give me superpowers.

The dice rolled around as I held my breath before landing on-

Starting Roll: 1(Yes, he really did roll a fucking nat 1)

Motherfucke-

Initiating World Transfer...

Good Luck.

Before I could let out a mighty string of slurs that would bring even a seasoned sailor to tears, my vision blacked out.

⚀—⚁⚂⚃—⚄—•⚅•—⚄—⚃⚂⚁—⚀

~Kotaro Hakari~

I woke up to... pain. A LOT of pain actually, but I managed to bite my cheek and not groan as I came to be. I was used to dealing with and dealing pain, it was a part of the job.

Despite my eyes opening, my vision was still dark, and I felt cold too . As my eyes adjusted, I managed to notice some details about the situation I was in.

First. I was naked, well, mostly naked. I had my boxers on.

Second. I was bound, pretty tightly at that. I could barely move any of my limbs. As someone who was used to tying up people, I could tell these guys knew what they were doing.

Third. I was half-dead, focusing on the pain I could feel several jagged wounds and what felt like broken ribs. I was both cut and had broken ribs. One of my eyes was covered in blood and bruises were all over my body.

And by how cramped this space was, and the occasional rattling and bumping, I could tell.

I was in the back of a fucking car.

...Great, just arrived in another world, and I am already getting human trafficked.

Didn't I have an ability that gave me advice? How do I use that?

As I was racking my brain and frankly being a bit slow, I heard some dialogue that was rather muted because I was in the trunk.

" Hey boss, was it really necessary to go that hard on him? I mean, he was just a kid." A wiry and unconfident voice asked with palpable hesitation before a gruff voice replied to him.

"Doesn't matter, the Boss told us to grab him and he was putting up too much of a fight. You are new so don't ask stupid questions like that around the boss or the boss might turn you to paste then put you back together. Keep your questions to yourself, the boss does everything for a reason."

...Fuck, I was abducted by the Yakuza.

At least I found out how to use my ability. Whenever I thought about using my ability, a panel of the Chaos Gacha popped up in front of me.

___/Abilities\_____________

-Active(0/1)-

None.

-Storage-

[ Rare - Spectral Claw ]

[ Elite - Seek Guidance ]

And a single ability I can use at a time, just amazing. I slotted in Spectral Claw and held my breath.

I saw in the trunk of a Yakuza Car, half dead and a single ability available to me.

What a great start.

Give me a fucking break.

A/N: The Gacha is as fickle as ever, Hakari managed to get 1 Elite and 5 Rares, a great start by all metrics. ...And then he goes and rolls a nat 1 on this start roll. He must have forgot his fever back home. Whelp, you know what this means. Struggle is back on the menu!

Hakari got a fun set of rolls. I am definitely going to have a lot of fun with the Seek Guidance ability, I can tell you that much. And [What's Monogamy?] because why wouldn't Hakari roll it? Also, I found it really ironic that Hakari died from the Yakuza, and woke up in his new life to... the Yakuza kidnapping him. It is like a canon event.

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~Kotaro Hakari~

Alright, do or die time. Or if they are a worse type of Yakuza, worse than die. I have confidence in escaping a car but not a full compound. And I do not have any delusions of this world being a mundane one.

I held my breath before summoning Spectral Claw. It felt completely natural to me, as if I had just discovered a limb that had been with me my entire life. One moment I was bound, and a moment later, my restraints were torn open by a Spectral Arm as thick as my torso, manifesting on top of my regular arm. It looked like it was made from purple flames condensed into the form of a demonic-looking arm.

"What the the-!? We bein' attacked!?"

Of course, manifesting such large arms dented the trunk, but I didn't marvel at the feeling of having powers and instead moved my arms and easily tore open the trunk of the car like it was papier-mache before flinging myself out onto the road.

"Grh!"

I felt my body disagree with me as my back hit the road going at 50km/h. At least I managed to cushion myself using Spectral Arm. I felt my head spin, but still tore apart the remaining ropes restraining my legs with Spectral Claw.

"Cough cough!"

"What!?" "Is that kid ok?" "Oh no! A villain! Everybody run!" "Is there a hero around!?"

The sounds of panic tortured my throbbing head. I tried to push through, but I felt vomit leave my mouth, shifting my gaze to the side I saw the doors of the vehicle I had thrown myself out of open forcefully as two men in suits stepped out.

"Don't let him escape! Even if it means we have to fight, we have to grab him!"

"Got it!"

Give me a break.

Seeing the two men rushing towards me, with alarming speeds mind you. I did the only thing I could, I gripped the ground with my arm while making Spectral Claw as long as possible, making it reach over 2 two meters before pulling myself and flinging me with its supernatural strength.

"Urgh!"

I felt my wounds throb as I sailed through the air, even with my grit they were impossible to ignore, and those guys were damn persistent. As I reached the peak of my fling and started to plummet I grabbed a street lamp and flung myself again.

"Hit him! A few bullet holes won't matter!"

I only had a few moments to process the words before 5 distinct bangs rang out, and I felt my shoulder gain a new hole to bleed through.

Motherfu- wasn't this Japan!? They are speaking Japanese! How the fuck did they get guns!?

"Kyaah!" "Someone stop them!"

Yeah! Good idea! So why aren't you trying to stop them!?

I gritted my teeth, thankful for the wonderful hormone known as adrenaline before manifesting another spectral arm and using both to safely land on top of a truck driving by, before I launched myself off again. I needed to turn a corner to lose them.

Or lose my life with how much blood I was losing per second.

Hard to be optimistic with a nat 1.

"Get back here or we are going to hurt 'cha more!"

Somehow I doubted that. Still, I was feeling pretty impressed for being able to pull a Tarzan by swinging through the city with spectral arms, but I was getting pretty tired and lightheaded, and I didn't know if it was because I was bleeding out or using too much energy.

Either way, I was a dying half-naked Tarzan with demon arms swinging through the streets of what I assume was Japan. I didn't know how long I had been running or swinging, but my heart was pounding and my vision was blurring.

Ah.

I missed.

I had tried to reach for a street lamp to catch myself but I had missed, and now I was falling towards the ground. If I fell at this height in this condition, I probably wouldn't be getting up.

Was this it? The moment I got another lease on life, it was being taken by the Yakuza once again?

Fuck that shit!

If I couldn't survive meeting the ground with my body, then the ground would need to survive meeting these hands!

The Spectral Claw on my left arm was dispelled while I made the one on my right arm as strong as possible before angling myself so that my fist was aimed towards the ground, and a moment later, I felt my fist impact the ground.

"Grrrrhhh!"

I felt my hand break as the spectral claw vanished but it killed my momentum regardless by absorbing the impact and let me just drop down onto the ground.

"Huff, cough!"

The moment I got myself back onto my feet with a feat of miraculous willpower I wheezed and coughed another lungful of blood. And another,

and another.

I'm pretty sure one of my ribs is having intense penetrative sex with the inside of my lungs right now.

Give, me, a, break!

But just as I was about to start swinging again I saw a giant lady pop up about 50 meters ahead of me and shout-

"Canyon Kick!"

"Fuck! The heroes are here! We are running!"

Slump.

I fell to my knees, my chest heaving up and down. For some reason, that giant woman wearing a white and purple latex suit that was the hottest thing I had ever seen seemed very familiar to me, but I couldn't place my finger on it.

Probably because I was blacking out due to oxygen deprivation and blood loss.

"Hehe~! Mt. Lady saves the day once again!"

She struck a seductive pose for what I assumed was a camera before a bystander pointed at me.

"L-Lady! Help him! He's dying!"

"Huh? Who- oh shit!"

She turned to me and her expression twisted in shock, which I understood. I am pretty sure I looked like a living corpse. And that living part wouldn't be true in about... 5 minutes, give or take.

"Hey, kid! Are you okay!? No, you obviously aren't-"

She crouched towards me, and thankfully, the last thing I saw were her massive boobs barely covered by her skintight suit.

's not a bad last sight to see.

⚀—⚁⚂⚃—⚄—•⚅•—⚄—⚃⚂⚁—⚀

~Hakari Kotaro~

I roused awake, which surprised me really . I thought I was going to go back to the sea of stars and stay there for good this time but apparently no, the universe seemed to take some pity on poor ol' me for once after throwing me headfirst into a flaming pile of dogshit.

The very first thing that I saw was harsh fluorescent lightbulbs. If I had to guess, I was probably in a hospital. I raised my head and rubbed my eyelids, somehow I felt no open wounds on me but I felt like I was wrung like a towel with no energy in my body.

" Oh Sonny, good, you're awake."

I heard an old and caring voice call out from the side. I turned my head to see a very small old woman sitting on a chair next to my bed. The most strange of all was what she wore.

She wore a red and orange one-piece dress with a doctor's coat over it, she also had a blue and pink visor with her tied to a bun with a syringe. Not only that but she also wore pink rubber boots and held a syringe cane.

Definitely not the attire of a medical professional.

...Hey wait a goddamn second.

Now that I had appropriate amounts of blood in my blood and could think rationally without 300cc's of adrenaline pumping through my veins, my brain finally activated my neurons and allowed me to piece things together.

That Yakuza guy had crystal skin, we all spoke Japanese, the civilians called out for a "hero", the woman wearing a tan and purple bodysuit who stopped them who could grow big, Mt. Lady. And now the woman in front of me-

"...Recovery Girl?"

I said in a groggy voice as the woman gave me a pitying look but smiled and nodded.

"Yes, that's me, Sonny. Are you feeling alright?"

I was in My Hero Academia.

"No, I think I have a headache."

She nodded and patted my shoulder.

"Alright, just lie down and rest, I know you are tired Sonny, but the police have some questions they need to ask you. I'm sure you understand after what happened to you. They'll come in a bit. If something happens to you, just press the button next to your bed."

I slumped back onto the bed as she left the room. I'm pretty sure I was losing my damn mind.

No, I was certain.

At least I was alive, that counted for something. In fact, that definitely counted for something considering the notifications that popped up the moment she left the hospital room.

Feat Achieved! Escape from being kidnapped by Yu Hojo

+1x Gold Ability Gacha Ticket

Feat Achieved! Survive a natural 1 start

+1 Platinum Trait Gacha Ticket

I want to roll those right now, but doing so sounds like a dumb idea after she said police were coming to question me. I felt a bit nervous, but then remembered that I was technically not a Yakuza anymore and hadn't broken any laws other than destruction of property so far.

Argh, what a mess. Seek Guidance gives advice, right? Maybe it can tell me something about this situation.

___/Abilities\_____________

-Active(1/1)-

[Rare - Spectral Claw] -> [Elite - Seek Guidance]

It was as simple as willing to replace it, and the active ability slot changed. I sat up on my bed, ignoring the exhaustion assaulting my body and looked at the sentences on the ground that looked like they were burned into the ground with fire.

'Law incoming, try Co-operator.'

'Lie Detector ahead, try truth.'

I think that meant the one coming to question me was the lie detector police guy whose name I couldn't remember. And it also seemed to think that I should try to work with him.

I didn't disagree; however, I would have to choose my words very carefully. Because if I answer wrong, I could potentially lead him down a line of questions where he learns about my transmigration.

Rule 1 of transmigration: Never tell anyone that you transmigrated

Sigh.

This can only go so well.

As I was verbally expressing my displeasure, the door opened up and a man wearing a detective's uniform stepped in. He smiled upon seeing me. I was great at reading expressions, so I could tell he was genuine. Well, I watched the anime, so I already knew he was a good person, but it put me more at ease.

Honestly, he looked as ordinary as you could get, short black hair, black eyes, average height, slightly muscular build, etc. he pulled up a chair next to my bed and sat down with his hands clasped in front of him.

"Hello Hakari-kun, I am Detective Naomasa Tsukasa. I know you must be tired, but I hope you can answer a few questions for me. Don't worry, you aren't in any trouble. I just need your help for my investigation so that I can find who hurt you, alright?"

He pulled out a notebook and gave me a reassuring smile. He seemed like the type who would be good with kids.

"Alright, I don't think I can tell you much, but I'll try my best."

He nodded and extended his hand.

"Then could you please grab my hand, Hakari-kun? I have a lie detector quirk, now, don't think this means I don't trust you, but victims can sometimes lie without intending to, I am just trying to be more thorough."

I nodded and grabbed his hand.

"Excellent Hakari-kun. Now, Hakari-kun, could you please describe to me what happened for you to end up in that situation?"

"I don't know how I ended up in the back of that trunk. Or really anything, I didn't even know my name was Hakari before you said it." A slight distortion of the truth, but not a lie, so it shouldn't be caught. I really did not know shit about the life of this life. I could have been named Megumi for all I knew.

He frowned and furrowed his brows, but more in concern and anger than annoyance or distress at finding a lie.

"...Amnesia? Shit. I'm very sorry, Hakari-kun. Could you at least tell me the latest things you remember? If you can't, that's fine too."

I shook my head.

"The first thing I remember here is waking up from that trunk and escaping and then getting saved by I think Mt. Lady."

He nodded and jotted it down on his notepad.

"Alright, one last question, Hakari-kun, can you tell me what those purple arms you used were? Because your official records list you as Quirkless."

...Great.

A/N: It's always the Yakuza with Hakari, isn't it? Well, at least he managed to survive the absolute clusterfuck that is a nat 1 start. If it weren't obvious, that could have gone VERY badly(otherwise it would have been a breakout arc instead) and surprise! Mt. Lady is actually a competent hero!

You might not expect it, but Seek Guidance is incredibly useful in everything general, even if it has the tendency to troll. What did you guys think about the Yakuza chase scene? I'd love to hear your thoughts about it.

Chapter Text

~Hakari Kotaro~

"Alright, one last question Hakari-kun, can you tell me what those purple arms you used were? Because your official records list you as Quirkless."

...What the fuck do I say against that? That is possibly the most high-risk question he could have asked, but I kept my heartbeat steady. I have been interrogated by the police numerous times before. I knew better than to show weakness.

The fear I had wasn't of lying, it was of saying things that would breed suspicion and lead him to ask more questions that could possibly reveal my true nature.

I scratched my head with a confused expression.

"I don't think I can give a satisfactory answer. I just learned I am Quirkless, but I also have those strong demon arms." There, a perfect twisting of the truth, none of it is a lie, suck on that, Mr. Lie Defecator.

Naoma nodded and jotted down something on his notepad and looked back at me with a smile.

"Alright, I won't bother you any more Hakari-kun. Thank you for your cooperation. I know how stressful this whole thing must have been. I will have them update your quirk registry to Demon Arms for now, but I hope you come in for official quirk testing sometime. But you don't have to hurry."

He stood up and tucked his notepad in his pockets.

"Now, since you have amnesia would you like me to escort you home? We can also drop by the police station and grab your identification. Haha, you're lucky school hasn't started yet, I wouldn't know what to do if I lost my memories during exam season."

I nodded and stretched my arms; they still felt stiff and rough, but I felt fine enough to get up and leave. Recovery Girl was a miracle worker.

"Yeah, I feel good enough, I think, and I need some time to gather my thoughts; maybe I'll jog my memory back at my apartment or home."

He nodded and helped pull me out of bed and walked me to the changing room where I was able to change into new clothes and take a look at how fucked I looked.

...Whatever those Yakuza guys did, they must have been very skilled at leaving people barely alive. There were numerous cut scars, some of them jagged like done with rough glass, one looked like it damn near disembowelled me, but all of them were shallow enough that I wouldn't drop an organ while running away.

At least my face was roughly the same; I had dirty blonde hair with black streaks reaching down to my shoulders and yellow eyes. I missed having yellow hair; they used to make me dye it black for Yakuza work because having blonde hair apparently made me look like a "Gaijin Bitch".

Though the part that I was pissed the most about was my body.

Compared to when I had managed to pack a very good amount of functional fighter muscles onto my body, this body was nowhere near as muscular. At least, while it was a bit on the skinny side, it was still toned.

After wearing the Black hoodie and tan pants they retreived from my house, I walked out of the hospital with Naomasa in tow. He truly was a good guy, driving me to my home, which apparently wasn't too far, and while we went I quizzed him about some things.

And learned that, yes, we were in Musutafu, the main character central. My full name was still Kotaro Hakari; I had no parents or any relatives, somehow, all of them dying in separate villain attacks. On top of that, it was roughly less than a month before schools opened. That gave me a lot to think about before he dropped me in front of my apartment and handed me a pair of keys.

"Alright Hakari-kun, here are your keys. Your apartment is number 47 on the second floor. Oh, and here." He handed me a note. "Here is my phone number, if you need something or something happens, just go ahead and call me, okay?"

He smiled as I took the note and nodded.

"Thank you very much, Detective."

He waved me off.

"No need for the formality Hakari-kun, now, just go and have a good rest."

Naomasa was a great guy.

With that, he drove off in his police cruiser as I walked into the apartment building, not too shabby but really nothing compared to the house I had lived in. I slipped the key into the lock and turned it, hearing the mechanical click before walking inside.

The apartment itself was what you would expect from a young adult living on their own, with minimal furniture except a TV, a couch, and a kitchen that is a part of the living room. I was willing to bet a good chunk of money that most of those came with the house.

My documents were sitting on top of the dining table alongside my wallet and such after the police found them. Inside it was approximately 2000 yen, enough to buy groceries for a few days. I looked around my floor as I still had Seek Guidance on.

'Home sweet home.'

'Welcome to the new world.'

'Poor living conditions ahead.'

'Check under bed.'

Most of it was just idle banter, but the check under bed one caught my attention. I went into the bedroom of the 1 bedroom apartment, it was definitely a teenager's room for sure. 3 posters hung up, of Midnight, Mirko and Mt. Lady, all in provocative poses. Toilet paper roll and lotion on the bedside table, a desk with a computer on it and on top of the desk was also yet another roll of toilet paper.

I got on all fours and checked under the bed. After some rifling I pulled out a plastic bag with 200,000 yen inside, just like how I usually hid my money. I'm pretty sure those are my savings, pretty meagre, but good for an orphan. I am guessing my parents had no life insurance in this world.

Throwing the bag on top of the desk I threw myself onto the semi-comfortable bed, it was just a touch too hard for my preference. Anyway, now that I was alone and had privacy, I pulled up the gacha interface. A Gold Ability Ticket and a Platinum Trait Ticket.

I decided to roll the gold first, because when gambling, it's always better to start slow.

Rolling Gold Ability Gacha...

A rare ability!

[Bikaku]

|Rarity: Rare| |Class: Changer|

Allows you to manifest a tail-like biological appendage made of special RC Cells that allow it to freely go from fluid-like water to tough as metal . The Bikaku forms the shape of a tail at the location of the tailbone and is capable of defending, whipping, and piercing just as well as a giant super-flesh tail would.

Huh, that's... Tokyo Ghoul, nice, I like it. The Kagune in Tokyo Ghoul are busted and look cool as hell, but I don't think mine will be as strong as theirs because I don't have the physique of a ghoul.

I'd like to test it now but I want to roll my trait first.

Alright, platinum, they gave me for living through this bullshit so you better pay your goddamn rent and give me something good.

Rolling Platinum Trait Gacha...

An Elite Trait.

[Boundless Stamina]

|Rarity: Elite|

Your stamina is boundless; even a regular person with this trait would be able to run a marathon with ease and only need a few minutes' rest afterwards. Your stamina recovers incredibly fast , and exhaustion fades from your body much faster .

Yeah, that's my kind of perk. More stamina was always better, especially for the training I was going to have to put this body through to get my beautiful muscles back. I felt the effects instantly too, I felt energised, like I had just downed coffee, even though I felt mentally tired, my body was fine now, albeit injured.

I pulled myself out of bed to test my Bikaku; if I remember correctly it usually manifests as the tail of an existing creature, just considerably more weird-looking.

...Is it wise to pull out a monstrous tail in your apartment? If you asked me this question, I would say 'Of course not, dumbass.'

And I learned the lesson the hard way when a 5-meter-long tail erupted from around my tailbone, thicker than my arm and slammed into the wall of my apartment, nearly shattering the entire thing.

Carefully drawing back the tail, I marvelled at the sensation of suddenly having a tail and just how natural it felt for me. I manoeuvred it around the room and brought it in front of my face.

It looked like a tail that was woven from several featureless tentacles fused into one large tail. It felt rather warm and looked cool as hell as it pulsed like a lava lamp, its primary colour was red with some slight yellow passing through every now and then.

And this thing really did feel as tough as metal yet moved perfectly according to my intentions despite having no bone inside. I also found out I could shrink it down to a more manageable size, I could alter its length, to up to what I felt like was 10 meters at most. The larger I made it, the more exhausting it felt.

Still, I was happy. This tail gave me a very good middle-range combat option while Spectral Claw was my close combat option.

Using my Bikaku as a chair, I sat down and started thinking.

So, what do I do now? I was in My Hero Academia and had the Chaos Gacha by my side. And school was near.

I briefly entertained the thought of becoming a villain, but decided not to.

Really, becoming a criminal was a pain in the ass, constantly looking over your shoulder, never being able to do anything legally again. Not being able to enjoy the benefits of civilisation. Etc. And I was quite done with the Yakuza life too.

So, I think I'll become a hero.

Of course, not out of any delusion of altruism or morality, but simply because it was a better option. They get to use their quirks, they get a lot of benefits from the government, etc. If I was going to make something with my life, Hero was the best option. Plus, I had Hero's Reward as a trait, if that isn't the system trying to send me a message, then I don't know what it is.

Plus, if I don't like heroism then it's not like Villany is off the table. But if I become a villain, becoming a hero is off the table.

Then getting into UA is my goal.

Sure, I could avoid all canon plot entirely and just go to America or something but hell no. I got abilities and such from being impressive and accomplishing feats, and the most chaos was centred on UA.

And it was full of hot girls. That may or may not have influenced my decision.

I hopped onto my computer and started searching about UA while also taking notes for my near future.

2 weeks.

I had roughly 2 weeks to prepare for UA. Definitely not enough time for sure. But I would make do. I always do.

First of all, I needed to get in better shape. I can't make too much difference in 2 weeks, but I could get my body started in being at least semi-useful.

And then, more importantly, I needed money. A lot of money, UA tuition was expensive, and I had to prepare for the possibility of not getting a scholarship.

But I didn't worry too much about money because of my first ability.

After all, what is clairvoyant commentary for if not cheating the world out of money?

I looked at the messages on the ground and smirked.

'Time for cheating.'

'Cheating required ahead.'

'Money.'

'Time for Crab.'

A/N: I guess even the Yakuza can co-operate with the law, huh? They just need some reassurance from the voices in their head. The good thing about Seek Guidance is that you can blame your impulsive decisions on the actual voices in your head and not lie!

Hakari's start is still pretty damn rough even after surviving because duh, nat 1. Can't let him catch too many breaks. That Bikaku will definitely help for sure though. Now all he needs is some capital to start with . And I'm sure there will not be any problems while he is trying to get some money, no sir, I'm sure!

Chapter Text

~Kotaro Hakari~

Quirk Japan was... weird.

Not exactly bad or worse than my original Japan, but... it was off. It was both familiar yet unfamiliar to me; over a hundred years had passed from my timeline, but the cities looked vaguely the same somehow.

Even Musutafu looked familiar but it didn't even exist back in my own world. I wondered how such a ward came to exist, but at the same time, I wasn't that curious enough to actually go out of my way to research it.

I took a day to familiarise myself with the new Japan, using my phone to look up places of interest, etc. Thankfully, even though the phone in my drawer was locked, it still used the password I used for everything, if not I would have to listen to the cryptic commentary of Seek Guidance all day to figure it out.

Speaking of Seek Guidance, it was certainly paying off its value as an Elite ability. It worked like out-of-context commentary for my situation, like meta-knowledge talking to me, it wasn't always useful and it could fuck around but finding the right message wasn't too hard.

The only problem I had with it was the headaches, if I read too many messages in a row, I would start to get headaches. Still, it helped me find a cheap gym for me to register with.

It didn't have any fancy equipment, but I didn't care for such hoopla. All a gym needed was enough surfaces and some heavy things to pick up and put down.

And it had both, so it was good with me.

The reason it was so cheap was because Death Arms gym was opened near it recently. And because it was owned by the titular hero Death Arms it got way more attention and people wanting to sign up. The quality difference didn't matter, because this age was one of... hero worship.

It made sense, less than 50 years ago the world was crawling with villains that outnumbered the heroes until All Might came along and singlehandedly turned the tables with his overwhelming might and shining attitude.

If you are a soul that has access to the internet, you know All Might. That was a simple fact.

It was thanks to him that Heroes were cemented as an essential cornerstone of society. Paragons that carry society on their backs.

Heroes were popular, like, really popular. Even more popular than celebrities back in my world, the top 10 and even 100 had cult like followings akin to world-famous singers back in my world. You saw their faces on billboards everywhere.

Was calling them heroes really accurate? Hero was a really broad term contrary to what the term implies. A Hero was anyone who graduated from Hero school or passed Hero training. While a Pro-Hero was someone who actually fought criminals professionally.

Why the distinction? Why that's because the Japan of this world was dropped on its head apparently.

You cannot use your Quirk in a public or workplace environment without having a Hero License. You can even be punished for using it in self-defence, even if it was uncommon for you to be charged with something serious. Even if you had a harmless quirk like one that let you build houses 100x faster or let you do trick shots, you could still be fined or jailed if you used them without passing hero school.

To an extent, I can get it. Quirks are unpredictable, and you don't want an untrained moron using his explosion quirk to do demolition and potentially injure a ton of people.

But at the same time. It's stupid as hell to regulate so strictly. America at least has general Quirk Competence tests you can take to prove you aren't a raging dumbass swinging around an Unstable Dark Matter Creation quirk.

But you cannot even use your superstrength in public without getting slapped with a fine.

Anyways, I didn't care all that much. Seek Guidance was untraceable unless you paid real close attention to my eyes and noticed that I was reading something and even then, you couldn't prove anything.

Speaking of SG, I needed some way to gamble with it. But breaking the law before going to hero school was... unadvised, to say the least.

I tried scratch-off tickets but they weren't accurate enough for those. Maybe if I spent a full day standing in front of the stands and interrogated Seek Guidance I could land it, but then it would be painfully obvious I was abusing some future reading quirk to cheat. Not to mention the brutal headache.

Future Reading quirks, especially accurate ones, were rare, winning the lottery kind of rare. I found out that I could easily cheat the stock market with it though so my future money problems are no more.

But I was kinda trying to fix my money problems of now. I didn't need money in the future, I needed it right now.

I spent three days just brainstorming and working out. My working out was going pretty well, but my frustration came from my inability to get money. I needed gambling with physical feedback with less dependence on luck. Slot machines, raffles and lotteries weren't it, I needed to bet it all on black.

I had briefly entertained the thought of making money going to an underground fighting ring but my quirks were too recognisable. Plus, I'm pretty sure there aren't any fighting rings in Musutafu.

Again, not really sure, I only watched until Season 3 and knew about Shigaraki becoming some sort of god thanks to spoilers. I did not put too much trust in my knowledge.

It works as a useful guideline, but not much beyond that.

...Man, did I wish I had been dropped in earlier so that I could grind some rolls by finishing first in my class or beating up kids in schoolyard fights, but as of now I was at kind of a dead end.

How frustrating.

It was currently the night of the 3rd day, I felt fine physically, thanks to Boundless Stamina; regular exhaustion was not a problem anymore. I was a cardio monster, but the human mind is a fragile machine that can easily rebel if pushed too far.

I went for a late-night grocery trip, because my fridge was as barren as always. Even in my previous life, the only distinct things I could remember being in my fridge were Alcohol, Coke (the drink, I'm no druggie) and frozen dinners.

I didn't know how to cook for shit. Because why would I have bothered to learn it? Before becoming Yakuza I was suicidal, and after becoming Yakuza I could order any food I wanted from the diner owned by the family for a discount.

...Wow, I sound really pathetic now that I think about it.

But it was already too late for me to think about improving my culinary skills, maybe if I got some extra time on my hands.

Speaking of time, I wonder when the Yandere curse is going to come into play? Remix hasn't done much so far, and I was already an orphan. The only one I haven't seen take place was Yandere. I don't even know who they were, I just had to hope that the system didn't pull a funny on me and made Momo my stalker.

I do not want to get stalked by a rich girl who could gas my house in chloroform and then wrap me in carbon fibre and drug me in any way she wanted.

But on a more serious note, I should probably prepare for the Yandere curse. I doubt I'm safe.

I shook my head and took out the mediocre yakisoba bread from its package and bit into it.

...Man, I'd kill for a smoke right now. Too bad my age prevents me from buying it, wish I had some disguise ability instead.

⚀—⚁⚂⚃—⚄—•⚅•—⚄—⚃⚂⚁—⚀

~Himiko Toga~

"What should I wear~ what should I wear~? Does it even matter~? I guess I can wear them after~"

Himiko sang to herself as she tried on a new pair of underwear in front of the mirror in her hideout. Her latest mission from Giran had netted her a good payout so she had bought herself some cute lingerie for a special someone.

Even just recalling his name made her feel hot and bothered.

Just a few days ago, she saw a video online, obviously on the deeper parts of the net as such a gory video wouldn't be released on Itube. She recalled the first time she watched the video.

The sight of her beloved, soaked in that beloved red nectar the color of a healthy crimson that made her mouth water like never before. The first time she had seen the video of him running away from villains so bruised, battered and bloody made her so horny that she masturbated for an hour straight.

She wanted to feel his blood on her body. She wanted to take his beautiful scarlet and become one with it. She wanted to cut him up and soak his sexy body in the colour of that vibrant red once more.

She loved him, she loved him so so much that she couldn't wait.

Of course, just because she was impatient didn't mean she was going to mess up her chance with him. She was going to get to know him, but she wanted to meet him face to face first so badly. She wanted to drink his blood and get to know him, go on dates with him, but she wanted to mess him up bad first, if not he would just run away from her like the others.

She wanted to keep him; she didn't want to lose her love this time. So she would do it properly, she would take him down, and everything would go smoothly from there.

After all, isn't blood the sincerest form of love?

She giggled to herself while looking at the mirror. She felt really sexy wearing lingerie like this. She was choosing between blood-red see-through lace lingerie and mature, sexy black lace underwear. She even bought both a matching pair of garters and stockings.

Obviously, she couldn't wear them while using her quirk, otherwise they would vanish like the rest of her quickly depleting wardrobe, but she planned to bring them along anyway, in a separate waterproof bag.

"It's gotta be black~, after all, there will be plenty of red already, some contrast would be nice~"

Himiko hopped in place with excitement. She would head out soon. She already knew where he lived by asking Giran for all the information he had on him. She even had a safehouse nearby, like a lover's retreat~

She packed her lingerie into her waterproof bag and packed it into her schoolbag before changing into her school outfit. She couldn't use her transformation since her knives would disappear with her transformation. And she didn't think she could beat those burly demon arms of his without some knives in stock.

She put on all of her knives, two up her sleeves, two in her cardigan, and two smaller ones in her socks. She tied 5 throwing knives around her thigh under her skirt, and lastly, two knives in her pockets. You could never have enough knives on you.

Slinging her bag over her shoulder, she walked out of her apartment.

She didn't need a disguise right now, since right now, she was Himiko Toga, the girl no one cared about; the most anyone was going to give her was a glance, or a brief hello.

She was hiding in plain sight. Usually, the night would be dangerous for a girl like her, unfortunately for anyone who would try to pull anything on her, she had 13 very sharp reasons on her body as to why that would be such a bad idea.

As she skipped across town, she felt a twinge of excitement and arousal build up and soak her panties as she thought about cutting him up.

'I'm coming for you Hakari-kun~'

A/N: For a citizen of old Japan, quirk Japan is definitely the uncanny valley. Also, I have seen people vastly underestimate how popular hero culture is in that world, so I wanted to flesh things out a little. And poor Hakari is still struggling in the new world.

If you have Yandere, you gotta have Toga. Because I could not let Hakari catch too much of a break. Now then, Toga is motivated so this can only go so well. Rngesus will need to pull his weight to get Hakari out of this one.

Chapter Text

~Hakari Kotaro~

Studying history is ass.

But do you know what is more ass?

After studying ass, you get transmigrated to a modern Japan that is almost the same as yours, except more of the history you studied has its values shifted, so your experience is basically worthless.

...Yeah, I think I just had to hope for a good sensory ability to cheat on the exam rather than getting a great grade on my own.

I could probably get a passing grade already as I used to excel in high school, I even won a city-wide competition once, but that was long ago and I was a lifeless nerd doing nothing but studying back then. At least I had Intermediate Biology to help me out.

In truth, I would much rather train with my superpowers than study right now.

Ding Dong.

As I was stretching my back, I heard the distinct chime of a doorbell ring.

Alright, quick quiz.

What reason would anyone have to ring the doorbell of me, an orphan with no friends or family, at 11 pm?

There are basically only 3 big reasons.

One is a delivery for which I ordered none for the last 3 days, so most likely out of the question.

Second is those Yakuza guys coming to finish me off; disabling cameras is trivial. And considering they have guns they could just wait for me to open and blast me. Or blast me with a quirk, same thing really.

Third is a random neighbour asking me for something.

Slowly turning around I turned on Seek Guidance and walked towards the door while reading the messages in front of it.

'Hottie ahead!' 'Impostor Ahead' 'Be wary of sharp' 'Time for sex' 'Correction required ahead'

I was rather distracted by the rather audacious messages and the notification that almost slapped me in the face, and the chime was just loud enough for me to be unable to hear the soft sound of a click.

New Quest! {Bloody Lust}

Quest: {Bloody Lust}

Description: Your Yandere is here and it's gonna get bloody. She is not gonna take no for an answer. Try to make it out in one piece or without being put in a sex dungeon.

Condition:

Escape from Himiko Toga's ambush or defeat/kill Himiko Toga

Reward:

Silver Ability Ticket, Silver Skill Ticket

If Defeat/Kill:

Curse: Yandere is absolved

I just have to say, putting a notification in my face while I am getting ambushed in my own house is a real fucking dick move.

Because of that distraction, I wasn't able to react fast enough to the blur opening the door, slinking through and stabbing me in the shoulder with a knife that went a full 2 inches into my shoulder, would have gone further in if I did not lead back reflexively.

But, my reflexes picked up the slack of my awareness as I quickly swapped out Seek Guidance for Spectral Claw, summoning the arm and swiping at her but she was able to duck under it and flip away.

I saw her land on my couch and winced at the wound on my shoulder.

She was a girl around my age, wearing a school uniform with a beige cardigan over it, she had dirty blonde hair tied into two messy buns on either side of her head, she was really pretty with yellow catlike eyes and a fierce blush on her face and very pronounced canines on her mouth, making her look really deranged. Especially because of the knives she held.

"That was close~ you are so cool Hakari-kun, I am Himiko Toga, please go on a date with me~!"

She charged at me as I opened spectral claw again and lunged at her just for her to leap away like a cat. Great, just great, both of my physical abilities took up space and I was in an apartment, I couldn't alert others and take chances with her escaping and trying again. I needed to keep her here.

She had plenty of cover while I had plenty of obstacles. I could crush her skull like a rotten apple if I grabbed it but she was faster than me. Like, way faster than me. I could barely track her movements, and not only that, but the girl moved like a goddamn ghost, barely making noise or shaking the ground.

"I'd love to go on a date with a pretty girl like you if only you'd ask without the knives and the violence."

She smiled while charging at me again. I shrunk Spectral Claw and summoned it in both hands to try and grab her but she simply weaved around them and slashed my side, making me wince. She could have done much worse with that cut, but she was going for light ones; she was trying to keep me alive. She retreated to a corner of my apartment again and licked her knife. I saw her legs shake.

"Aww~ you are such a charmer, Hakari-kun! But you are just saying that~"

She grabbed a knife out of her thigh and threw it towards my leg that I stepped out of the way of and then she dashed towards me once again like a shadow But this time I was able to see her trajectory and lean back to avoid the slash aimed towards my chest, still getting a cut but not a full injury. And I was able to bat her away with Spectral Claw, but it didn't have enough distance for a full swing, and neither was I able to grab her.

Crash!

I know she felt that hit as she was slammed against my wardrobe and breaking the door of it, she pulled herself out of my wardrobe with a wince, yet the eerie smile on her face did not fade.

Alright, there is no fucking way her ability is just transformation; this girl must be a straight-up vampire to take that big of a hit and walk it off.

She looked weak right now but I knew better than to charge her. She was way faster than I was; she could take the opportunity to counter me and dice me like onions at the slightest misstep.

I had fought a full modern ninja before while on a mission. She reminded me of him, except he used a sword and throwing stars instead of knives and more knives.

"Owie~ you are really merciless Hakari-kun, that's so hot~ but you would be way hotter if you bled a little more~!"

She lunged at me again as I crossed Spectral arms in front of me, trying to guard myself long enough to come up with a plan. If I had Bikaku equipped I would be in a better position but unfortunately, I still had 4 minutes of cooldown and I doubted I would last long enough to wait for it.

I winced, and my eyes widened as I felt her slash away at my arms with reckless abandon. It dawned on me that even if Spectral Claws were durable, they weren't as durable as my Bikuku. And the damage reflects on me.

...The only way I was getting through this was either grabbing her, which would be an instant win for me considering I have over a ton of crushing force in my grip or smashing through the floor and alerting everyone.

I swatted my arms, making her retreat. Despite my attempts, I was dealing no real injuries to her.

And to top that off, I was losing blood, not enough to put my life in danger but enough for me to be reasonably concerned.

The only saving grace was the fact that I could keep a distance with my spectral claws, and she wasn't so fast that she could blitz me.

I flinched as I felt a knife tear apart my calf; her precision with those knives was incredibly annoying. If I remember correctly she was some sort of combat savant.

Just like me.

But unlike her, I was used to uphill combat. I had made it out with my life out of numerous assured death situations. Like being ambushed in a bathhouse by 5 men with baseball bats or being assaulted by a goddamn ninja during my escort mission.

In situations like these, the way to win was simply to get creative.

Especially against opponents who did their homework on you, they expected you to behave a certain way, and if you didn't, you got the advantage over them.

"I wanna drink your blood~!"

And when she charged at me, I changed my posture. She was able to dodge my moves because there was room to dodge, her speed didn't matter if the attack was too large. As she charged at me and buried her knife in my spectral claw, my other arm snaked around out of view and gripped the sofa with a large demonic hand before swinging it.

"Guakh!"

Hitting Toga on the side with full force, hitting the wall and breaking apart the paint as she spat a little blood. The wind was knocked out of her as my other spectral claw shot out and gripped her neck, chokeslamming her against the wall. Just as I was about to tighten my grip and reduce her neck to a shower of gore, I saw tears dribble out of her eyes.

"Haaa~~ it hurts, I don't want to die~ I'm sorry~"

I was shocked still for a few moments. I heard those words tens of times before as I caved in someone's skull , the plea for life was an instinctual response, but for some reason, hers genuinely sounded remorseful and sorrowful.

Seeing her eyes of acceptance and sadness, I recalled what I heard about her, I hadn't watched enough to know everything but I had heard snippets here and there enough to have a vague idea.

She was shunned by society because she had a villainous quirk and wasn't shown how to express her love properly, abandoned by her parents and in a society that wasn't willing to have her, she turned to villainy.

While I couldn't relate to the quirk part, I knew very well how it felt to be abandoned by the world. After I had managed to lose my entire life by sleeping with the wrong person after they misled me. I knew how horrible the feeling of exclusion was after spending an entire night crying and shivering behind a dumpster, not knowing when a yakuza would come out and kill me for unknowingly sleeping with someone's wife.

I sighed.

Toga was a lucky girl; if it were anyone more logical or smarter than me they would have killed her.

But as I have said before, do not dare accuse me of being smart.

If I was stupid enough to sleep with most of my Boss' family, I was stupid enough to spare the cute girl who just pulled a knife on me.

And if she keeps trying to kill me? That's on me really .

⚀—⚁⚂⚃—⚄—•⚅•—⚄—⚃⚂⚁—⚀

~Himiko Toga~

Himiko shed tears. She felt the end of her life near, she couldn't help it, she didn't want to die, she didn't want to lose her love again. This always happened, she didn't know what she was doing wrong.

And now she was going to die.

She just wanted to feel his love. Any love.

She just didn't know what to do.

But then, she felt the iron grip that could have snapped her neck at any time loosen, dropping her to the floor. She coughed and looked up with eyes still wet with tears, but they were now wide open in surprise and a lack of understanding as she saw Hakari standing over her.

But unlike the reaction she always got, fear, anger or loathing she was greeted with... a smile as his gentle hand wiped the tears away from her eyes. She felt her breath get caught in her throat.

"Are you calm now? I feel like we got off to a bad start. How about we introduce each other properly? No need for knives, I'm not gonna run away or anything. If you wanted some blood, you could just ask for it. I have plenty. No need for such sharp questions."

She felt her ears tear up uncontrollably; she couldn't understand what was happening. It felt too good for her. He accepted her and didn't mind her wanting his blood? He was willing to share it willingly?

She felt her cheeks light up with crimson as she stared up at his handsome face.

" Actually, I got plenty covering my body right now if you are interested-."

Knock Knock

"You alright in there? You were making a lot of noise in there."

She felt her body seize as her love sighed and went up to the room and spoke in a strained voice as if suppressing deep anger, yet his face was calm as ever.

"Sorry about the noise, I may or may not have lost my fifth-ranked LoL match in a row."

She watched as the man behind the door grumbled something about damn kids and went away. He turned back to her and smiled again.

"Alright, now that they are gone, we can get to know each other properly right ? Without a need for knives or unnecessary bloodshed."

He extended a hand towards her and she grabbed it, letting him pull her up as her heart beat like a jackhammer in her chest with a heat that almost burnt her.

'Ahh~ is this true love~?'

A/N: Hakari is pretty smart, it's just that he is also incredibly stupid. I quite liked writing the Toga fight; the enclosed space forced him to take the environment into account, while Toga held almost absolute advantage, this fight was more of a puzzle for Hakari to figure out than an actual fight. Did you guys enjoy the fight?

Hakari makes dumb decisions, but you know what? Sometimes the dumb decision is better than the smart one. Not all wise guys survive, and not all idiot savants die. Only time will tell how good his decision will end up.

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~Kotaro Hakari~

I really do wonder how things came to this.

All I was doing was studying some good ol' history to be able to pass the UA exam, and next I'm assaulted by a blood thirsty (Literally) yandere , and now I am sitting down and watching her as she looks at me with puppy eyes filled to the brim with affection. If she had a tail, it would be wagging like a metronome right now.

She was sitting all prim and proper, too. I would think she was adorable

if she hadn't tried to take me to her sex dungeon moments prior.

...Who am I kidding? I still think she is absolutely adorable despite trying to kidnap me moments prior.

Man, I am just fucked in the head in so many ways, aren't I? But that is hardly a surprise.

I shook my head and got up from my sofa that I had put back to its previous position with Spectral Claw after my nosy neighbour went away.

"Hey, Toga-chan, can you wait for a moment? I will just patch myself up so I don't bleed out all over my couch." The first thing I did when coming to this world was buy a good-quality first aid kit. If my house doesn't have a first kit, then I feel naked. RNGesus knows how many times I would have died without one.

Toga jumped up before I did with eagerness in her eyes.

"Wait! I'll do it for you Hakari-kun! I-It's my fault you are so... beaten up anyway." She said the beaten-up part in a concerningly breathy tone filled with arousal.

"You really don't have to."

She shook her head with fervour.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you, Hakari~kun. I'm used to patching myself up after missions anyway. So just let me do this? Please? Please?"

I could tell what she was doing, whether she was doing it intentionally or not, she was trying to endear herself to me as much as possible . Probably out of her fear of me abandoning her like everyone else. I knew the feeling.

When I was first indoctrinated into the Yakuza, I took on as many missions as possible and tried to cosy up to everyone to prove that I was worth the trouble, no matter how much I got hurt.

Well, she was doing it alright, seeing her like this made me want to pamper her, she was like a lost puppy. Of course, I still kept my eye on her. I was the last guy who would be blinded by cuteness; she was still unstable and bloodthirsty after all.

Seeing me nod and lean back in affirmation, she darted to the bathroom after I told her where the kit was while I opened my notifications to roll my tickets.

{Quest: Blood Lust} Complete!

Defeat and Pacify Toga Himiko!

+1x Silver Ability Gacha Ticket

+1x Advantage Silver Skill Gacha Ticket

Huh, it upgraded my skill roll for pacifying her? That's good, plus it also tells me she is actually pacified instead of just acting like she is and then planning to backstab me later.

Alright, Ability first, maybe it will give me some sort of Recovery power for this situation.

Rolling Silver Ability Gacha...

An Uncommon Ability!

[Door Crossing]

|Rarity: Uncommon| |Class: Mover, Alter|

Allows you to spatially link doors together, making them act as portals , but this ability can only be used on doors that are in the same building. Allowing you or others to travel with more ease and speed through a building. Or it can be used to disorientate people, create mazes and inescapable rooms.

Huh, although it's rather conditional, I like it. Unfortunately, most fights take place outdoors. But this feels like the greatest ability for a spy or a thief. Only indoors and through doors or not, it was still teleportation.

This opened a lot of doors for me.

I have seen enough, I am satisfied.

Now onto the advantage skill.

Rolling Silver Skill Gacha with advantage...

[Intermediate Massage]

|Rarity: Uncommon|

You are as skilled as an experienced masseuse, being able to relieve pressure, cause pleasure and relax the muscles of the people you are massaging.

or

[Intermediate Medicine]

|Rarity: Uncommon|

You are as skilled as a doctor, possessing a variety of medical knowledge and skills in treating injuries, illnesses and problems as well as familiarity with the body and medicine as well as its applications.

After a bit of contemplation, I picked Massage Mastery.

Medicine sounded nice, but it was not useful enough for me to pick . If it were Adept, I'd have picked it but I already know how to do first aid and unless I got a Recovery ability, I wouldn't need more than that. I lived in the same city as one of the best healers after all.

Plus , Intermediate Biology and Medicine had overlap, and I didn't want to choose something with overlap .

The moment I confirmed my choice, I felt the influx of information, years of massage expertise nestle in my brain. I saw Toga skip back in with the first aid kit and, contrary to my expectations, she threw the kit onto the bed and straddled me. Sitting on my hips and facing me with a blush as one hand gripped the first aid kit. I removed my shirt to give her better access. She breathed even heavier upon seeing my uncovered body, swallowing at the sight of my exposed and dripping vital fluids.

Haaa Haa~

"A-alright, I'll start now."

Despite my expectations, Toga surprised me by showing self-restraint, closing the large stab wound on my shoulder as I winced. She was rather good at this, despite being very clearly distracted by the blood.

As she stitched me up, she hung her head, and spoke in a quiet, almost fragile voice.

"...Hey, Hakari-kun, aren't you scared of me? Don't you find my fixation on blood creepy?"

I shook my head and put a hand on her head.

"Not really , on the contrary, I find it quite cute. Although it is a little weird, I think it's charming. I don't think I would have gone so easy on a girl who wasn't so cute." I was saying the truth ; my brain was simply wired differently.

Her head snapped up, she looked at me with eyes that had tears on the sides , her gaze was almost desperate as she squirmed on my lap, her cheeks blushed .

"Really~!? You really find me cute~? You see, Hakari-kun, people always call me creepy because of my quirk, won't you think the same? You see, I can-"

Before I could respond, her body was covered in a mud-like substance that faded away to reveal a one-to-one copy of me sitting on my lap. I acted surprised, well, I was surprised, not because of her quirk since I already knew that but because there was a man on my lap now instead of a cute girl.

"-I can transform into those that I drink the blood of. And because of that, I really like blood you see~. Don't you think it's creepy and freaky?"

...Wow, alright, hearing the way Toga speaks with her inflexion when in my body was very unsettling.

Still, I shook my head.

"It's certainly a quirk. Even if it sounds very bothersome to use, it would be great for espionage. I don't get why you would think I think I'd call it creepy. That said, I much preferred when it was a cute girl sitting on my lap instead of my twin."

Before my eyes, a mudlike substance rolled off of Toga's body and evaporated before it reached my body. I saw her look at me with awestruck and slightly unhinged eyes. Though my gaze was more focused on the fact that she was completely and utterly naked right now.

Her body was very alluring, athletic, and somewhat slim yet soft in all of the right places. She had fairly large breasts that were more than a handful. She bounced on my hips in excitement, and despite the still-open wounds on my body, my soldier refused to obey orders to stand down.

"Hey, Hakari-kun~ can I please suck your blood? Please? Please? I can't hold myself back anymore!"

"Sure, I got plenty dripping down my torso right now."

Before I could finish my sentence, Toga dove in, burying her face against my body and licking my open wounds like a dog . I could feel my pants getting stained as I was pretty sure Toga was literally dripping in arousal as she licked my wounds with an orgasmic expression.

It was only my extreme pain tolerance that kept me from making noise as her tongue flitted across my lacerations. But I could thug out the pain for Toga's sake to not interrupt her buffet.

Still, as my erection grew to full mast and touched her bottom, Toga froze and carefully pulled her tongue out from the wound, looking at me with a manic expression as she ground her hips against my erection.

"Ara~~? Is this erection Hakari-kun~? Are you erect? Of course, you are~!"

"Yeah, kinda hard to not get erect with a cute girl on my lap."

~~~~~~r18 start~~~~~~

She shook again before lifting her weight and pulling down my pants. Her pupils narrowed to pin-pricks as my fully erect 9-inch tall girthy dick came out of its confines.

"Whoa, you are so~ hard. I want to become one with you, Hakari-kun! Let's have sex~! I can't hold myself back any more, I'm so~ wet."

"I can't refute that." She beamed at me with a lustful smile.

Toga lifted herself and put my hands on her hips to help her line herself up, I felt her cum drip down on my dick even before inserting, she slowly herself, shivering in pleasure as my tip kissed her entrance before her legs gave out and she immediately sank down , making me enter her all the way down to my hilt at once and as her eyes rolled back and her tongue hung out in a picture perfect ahegao.

"It's INNNN~~!!!!!!! I'M CUMMING~!!!"

As Toga came violently, I bucked my hips, making her flinch with her entire body. I went up and grabbed her large breasts, my thumbs rubbing her pretty pink nipples. She put her hands on my shoulders to brace herself. I felt her nails dig into my shoulder.

"Ough~! It feels so good!!! Fuck me harder Hakari~kun!!!"

I thrusted up hard, knocking on her insides, making her hips buckle. I felt her move her waist and clench her core; her insides were the tightest I had ever been inside of, her wet vaginal walls felt almost like they were moving, trying to milk me.

Slap!

"Hnghhh~!"

I gave Toga's bubbly ass a slap and she clenched even harder. I had spectacular sexual endurance right now, mostly because my lust was being tempered by the pain of Toga's nails digging into my back hard enough to draw blood. Despite that, my lust was strong enough to still rail her.

Chu~!

Toga's eyes widened and glowed with affection and arousal as I captured her mouth and pulled her into a deep kiss. She got even tighter as we kissed, our tongues intermingling, but I was the one setting the pace with my experience. I felt Toga go from holding onto my shoulders to hugging me tightly, her nipples rubbing against my chest as she slammed her hips against mine to where it almost hurt.

Now is a good time to mention that Toga is probably physically stronger than I was. Like by a lot, she was basically superhuman.

"My first kiss~~ I love you~~"

Toga looked at me with adoration as she breathily said those words before I scraped against her walls with my tip once more, finding her sweet spot and rubbing against it, making her moan hard before she clamped her mouth on my shoulder and I felt a sharp pain.

"Toga, I'm gonna cum!"

"Inside me! Inside me! I want to feel you inside me!"

Toga mumbled into my shoulder as we both sped up, the only noises in the room were moans and the wet sounds of rabid copulation. I felt Toga's body tremble violently as I felt my damn burst and unloaded my load into her.

"HYAAAH~!!!!!!!"

Toga ahegaoed once more as I pumped load after load into her pussy, I was pretty damn backed up since coming here, so my load was massive. After a few moments, my orgasm subsided, and Toga sat on my hips with a satisfied expression, her hair a mess, and her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she looked at me with a vacant expression , but her arms went around my body and hugged me tightly in her afterglow of sex.

I loved fucking a girl into a daze; it was one of my few passions in life.

~~~~~~~r18 end~~~~~~

"Toga?"

Zzz.

She was asleep; she had passed out after cumming. Poor girl must have been so tired.

I sighed and lifted her body, my thick cum drooling out of her before I placed her on the couch, not before taking a photo of the satisfied Toga on my phone as a memento of her first time.

Now then, I should probably treat these several open wounds on my body before I am forced to go to the hospital due to blood loss and explain these injuries.

A/N: Toga is cute, sue me. Once you tame the yandere, the suddenly become wife material, who knew? Also, Hakari really lucked out with his rewards , indoor teleportation might not seem all that at first glance, but its usefulness is unexpectedly great.

Feels like it's been a while since I've written some smut( This chapter has been in the drawer for months), so hope it's not bad. I made it a quick one because after all that happened, neither of them has any energy left lol. Anyways, with Toga by his side, Hakari will hopefully have a better time.

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~Kotaro Hakari~

I woke up to the feeling of my entire body being one massive bruise and the smell of toast invading my nose.

As would be expected, my first thought was-

'It's way too early in the morning to be dying of a stroke now.'

Strokes were more like afternoon activities. I had gone through too much last night to just go out from a random stroke, but then I noticed the sound of fire and the smell of eggs and sausage and... feminine humming?

"Hmm~ hmm~~ hmm~"

I cracked an eyelid open from my resting position on the couch to see Toga shaking her hips to the rhythm of the song she was humming while standing in my kitchen, with quite a few plates already set on my table.

...I am too hungry to question anything right now. Normally, I wouldn't be as hungry as this but before sleeping I had pulled out Hypnos' Mask and put it on, since it did talk about increasing regeneration while sleeping. And it certainly did what it said on the tin, despite looking like an otherwise mundane and unnoteworthy mask.

"Good morning, Toga."

Cracking my neck, I pulled myself off my bed. I felt pretty darn stiff and bruised but my lacerations were doing way better. I was glad of my self first aid expertise since I had to continue patching myself up after Toga fell asleep. Seeing me up and awake Toga jumped in place and gave me a bright smile.

"Goood morning Hakari-kun~! Your cute girlfriend has prepared breakfast for you! I'm sorry I couldn't stitch your wounds properly yesterday. Just give me a minute to finish with the eggs~."

Hearing the guilty undertone of her voice I noted that she probably made breakfast for me out of remorse for leaving me to tend to my own wounds and maybe even because she simply wanted to. Heeding her words, I went to the bathroom and washed up, splashing my face with water and feeling alive, aside from my grievous injuries I actually felt rather well rested. The sleeping mask was already showing its worth. I wouldn't die anytime soon.

I came back to the kitchen and living room mix to find Toga waiting for me eagerly while presenting a full breakfast to me . Seeing me, she skipped over and hugged me tightly.

"I made you breakfast, I didn't know what you liked, so I made a little of everything. A good meal is the key to recovery, so dig in!"

We both seated ourselves at the table with Toga sitting across from me, chin on her palms as she eagerly watched me take a bite out of the sausage and eggs paired with rice. They tasted pretty good to give her credit. Seeing the satisfied expression on my face she basically preened.

Not even 24 hours and she already seemed into the girlfriend routine.

"Whoa, this is pretty damn good. Thanks for the meal Toga. But... how did you make it? I don't think I had anything in my fridge."

"That's great to hear Hakari-kun~ if you like my cooking I will cook any day for you~. As for the ingredients..." She averted her eyes as I raised an eyebrow.

"I transformed into you while you were sleeping and bought all of it to stock your fridge. I didn't want to get seen leaving as myself. Of course, I used my own money."

I nodded, not really understanding why she would feel apprehension about such a topic.

"Nice thinking, having a full fridge and a proper breakfast for once is really nice. You're great at this, Toga." She preened even more, seeming to almost melt under my attention. I noticed that Toga seemed to enjoy being praised and being called cute and such . I wouldn't go so far as to call it a kink, but it was cute .

"Alright then, I'll make sure to cook for you anytime you want, I'll make sure to keep your fridge stocked too, it's my duty as your girlfriend after all~."

Surprisingly, Toga was nice to talk to when she wasn't trying to stab me. She was an attentive listener and good at carrying on conversation like a social butterfly so we made conversation as we ate, mostly me eating, I ate a lot to compensate.

I learned that Toga taught herself how to cook after her parents abandoned her, and it became a hobby for her over time. She was also good at sewing and such due to having to take care of herself. A bit of a worrywart too, as she insisted on checking my stitches after breakfast.

From what I have seen so far. Although Toga was happy beyond belief, she still seemed insecure about her relationship with me, so she tried to cement herself in the position of my girlfriend as securely as possible.

After breakfast, I had her help me clean whatever was left of my ruined living room after our little... case of domestic dispute. What I did not expect was for her to offer to pay for all of the repairs.

As I had found out shortly after, thanks to her short yet rather fruitful career in professional villainy, that she had some good savings. And good savings, as in several million yen. And that meant more, considering this world's Japan's economy was considerably better than my previous one.

Anyways, as she had left to go buy some paint for the apartment that she spontaneously decided to move into, I sank into the couch and opened the Chaos Gacha interface.

Feat Achieved! Take Toga Himiko's virginity

+1x Gold Trait Gacha Ticket

Truly, this girl was truly the gift that keeps on giving. As I was about to roll the ticket, she came back into the apartment holding several buckets of paint in her hands.

"Hey Hakari-kun! I'm back!"

"Perfect timing, Toga, can you sit on my lap?"

"Sure~? I don't get why, but I won't miss the chance."

Upon hearing my strange request, Toga did not question my intentions one bit, instead seeming a bit elated as she trotted over and plopped herself on my lap before I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in.

"Whoa! I didn't expect you to be such a cuddler but I really like it~."

I rubbed my face against Toga's hair, trying to soak in all of the luck I could get from her.

"It's related to my quirk, I'm trying to absorb some of your luck."

Toga nodded and hummed.

"Uh huh~ I understand nothing from that but take all you want from me Hakari-kun~."

Luck absorption complete, I rolled the ticket.

Rolling Gold Trait Gacha...

An Uncommon Trait.

[Four Leaf Clover]

|Rarity: Uncommon|

You are pretty lucky, not to the point where it's blatantly supernatural, but the scales of fate are skewed towards you.

Hell yeah, statistically it wasn't all that, but this is way better than some rare trait that would give me something like lightning resistance. Toga is really my lucky charm, maybe literally, considering she just upgraded my luck.

"Thanks, Toga, I got something really good ."

Toga looked up and smiled.

"Well, I don't get what you are talking about, but I'm glad it went well."

⚀—⚁⚂⚃—⚄—•⚅•—⚄—⚃⚂⚁—⚀

~Himiko Toga~

It had been a few days since she had met her boyfriend, and Himiko could say she had never felt happier before in her life. She had never felt this feeling of contentment and sheer adoration towards someone before. Not even her former crush.

Hakari was the most wonderful person she had ever met. Even after she tried to hurt him and admitted to being a villain, he was willing to look past that and still wanted to be with her. He didn't mind her licking his blood; he seemed ready to accept her in any and every way.

She couldn't have asked for someone better to have given her first time and her heart to, despite it sounding stupid due to having only known him for less than five days , he was definitely more important to her than anything else.

She would do anything it took to preserve this domestic life she had going on .

Just like now, as she lay on his bed that was wonderfully filled with his scent and read manga while he sat on the chair, scrolling through the internet and taking notes. She noticed that despite living with him, she never really asked what he was studying for. She squinted her eyes and saw the words hero course, and her heart felt like it was filled with lead.

"Hey... Hakari-kun, what are you studying for?"

He replied to her nonchalantly, not even looking up from his desk.

"UA, Hero Course, they have a nasty written exam. My quirk is exceptionally good for hero work, so I wanted to try it out." Hearing no response from her, he lifted his head up from his desk and swivelled his chair to face her. Seeing the look of concern on his face, she couldn't help but feel a sense of elation despite her dread. She had never seen someone look so concerned for her before.

"Why do you ask Toga?"

Himiko sat up and couldn't help but pout a little.

"It's just... going to a school with friends and training your quirk to be a hero sounds so good and all, but I don't want to stay away from you for so long..."

Toga hated how much of a clingy girlfriend she sounded. She wanted to be a supportive girlfriend, as much as Hakari supported her in every matter, she did not want to be the anchor to drag him down. He deserved better than that.

He tilted his head at her.

"You don't have to, though? We can just go together."

Himiko blinked.

"What do you mean Hakari-kun? You know I'm..."

The statement that she was a violent villain was left unsaid. She had already hurt a lot of people, while she hadn't killed anyone yet. Being a hero was not a dream she was allowed to pursue.

"Why not? It's not like you have records, do you?" She blinked and shook her head. As a doppelganger, it was nigh impossible to catch her and convict her of crimes with just how comprehensive her transformation was , paired with her stealth skills. Although she had a mark on her record due to her incident in middle school, it wasn't a guarantee that it would ruin her chances of getting into UA.

He left his desk and sat down on the bed with her as she hugged her knees. Remembering the jeers of her former friends and the disgusted looks her parents threw at her before they abandoned her.

"Maybe, but do you really think I could be a hero? Despite hurting so many people and having such a demonic quirk?" She felt his manly arms wrap around her and pull her body into his embrace as she struggled to hold her tears in.

"I don't believe in the existence of an evil quirk; a quirk is not inherently evil. It is simply another part of your body, like your organs. Just like how your hands and legs can't be evil, your quirk also can't. You can use it for evil, but you can use it for good, too. If we counted evil, Endeavour's scarier than you, Vlad King's is gorier, Midnight's allows her to produce roofie gas. But they can all be heroes, why can't you?"

She clutched his shirt. The only thing she heard right now was his heartbeat and his words. She had never had someone speak to her like that before. Never had her dreams been validated. She never thought she would hear words like that after being abandoned by her parents.

"As for the hurting people part. Well, it's a secret, but I have hurt far, far more people than you Toga, worse than you have hurt them even." She lifted her head up from his chest, wiping her tears away to see his expression. Although it was buried under a stone-like stoic expression, she could see the complexity beneath.

"But I'm still going to try. Nothing is stopping either of us from trying to become better. Can we really be heroes? To be honest with you? I don't know if we can."

He smiled bitterly.

"But nothing is stopping us from finding out if we can."

She looked at his eyes with hope, as if a ton of weight had been lifted off her shoulders; those words reached her like nothing had before. He reached out and gently wiped the tears away from her eyes.

"So, Toga, want to find out together and try to become heroes?"

She didn't even need to think as she nodded fast enough for her vision to blur, hugging him almost to death.

"Yes!"

Toga Himiko also wanted to try becoming a hero.

A/N: Let's go Gambling!!! It's so fitting that Hakari, out of all my MCs, get the luck boost trait. It's almost meant to be. We are closer to a fever than ever! A general luck boost is one of the best traits despite being lower rank than a gold ticket.

Hakari employs talk no jutsu! He is great at inspiring fellow criminals and social outcasts because he has been in the exact same place as them before. But hey, now Toga is fully in on in the hero business. Now they just have to get in. Did you guys like Hakari's speech?

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~Hakari Kotaro~

After somehow managing to convince Toga, one of the major villains of the series from what I remember, to become a hero instead of a villain, I got pretty busy.

But the system did acknowledge me setting Toga straight as a feat, so that was great. From that I got...

Feat Achieved! Inspire Toga Himiko to be a hero

+1 Silver Skill Gacha Ticket

Rolling Silver Skill Gacha...

A Common Skill!

[Novice Charisma]

|Rarity: Common|

You have an aura of charisma around you, it is less of a skill and more of something that is just about you, a change in your demeanour and how you hold yourself perhaps. People of note feel themselves more attracted to your presence, it's subtle things like people paying more attention to you, taking you more seriously etc. Though at this level it is not too noticeable

A pretty decent haul, a general charisma boost. And it helped in my plans.

Between studying and spending time with Himiko, I enacted my plan to get money.

You see, it may not seem like it, but 4-Leaf Clover was broken.

Or a more apt way to put it would be "Easy as fuck to abuse"

You see, even a 5% luck increase when Gambling was essentially guaranteed money . As long as you picked the right gambling type of course.

And me? I was Yakuza, I knew how this shit worked and how to get around laws.

The problem with gambling was that the money I got would be illegal if I went into illegal gambling rings or casinos. Even legal casinos since the legal age limit was 20. But you know what wasn't and fulfilled all of my criteria?

Pachinko!

Since pachinko gave tokens that you turned in for prizes not inside the store, the money I got from them would be legal; me being of age did not matter in that case, it was technically legal.

The best kind of legal.

I still did not meet the age requirement to enter, but I had a trick. It was called lying.

I just dressed well, wore glasses, entered with an amicable , mature attitude, chatted with the staff and was overall amicable . If you act like you belong, they won't doubt that you belong.

Just went in, did not stay too long, did not earn too much and left before people got suspicious. And I toured the city for Pachinko places too, ones with high payouts. And used Seek Guidance to find the luckier machines around.

As expected, I was not caught even once. If I felt like someone was starting to get suspicious, I just left before they could question me.

And when I wasn't robbing Pachinko Parlours, I was working out, studying(not a lot) and blowing Himiko's back out .

That girl was certainly a natural freak. If I did not have [Boundless Stamina], I might have gotten outpaced by her, but my experience covered the gap. I sometimes got lost in the sauce with her and forgot to study. Not to mention, I had to tutor her too since she did not keep studying as a habit after getting expelled.

...Half of the time, the studying session turned into us testing just how durable my bed was.

But overall, Toga was a godsend for me, not only because she took care of food, cleaning and my libido, but because she was essentially my good luck charm. I did not know to what extent the canon would be turned upside down due to her presence, but I struggled to worry since Remix already threw a wrench into the cogs anyway.

And, although I did not earn many tickets, one day before the UA entrance, I managed to earn a whopping...

1,777,340 Yen.

Which was a LOT of buying power for a high schooler. I could have probably made tens of millions if I were allowed to horse race, but alas. I was satisfied with my current funds.

And earning so much money, of course, came with its own tickets.

Feat Achieved! Earn your first million yen

+1 Advantage Silver Item Gacha Ticket

I was currently cuddling in bed with Toga in order to soak in all of her luck before I mentally willed the ticket to roll.

[Midas' Bag of Holding]

|Rarity: Rare|

A small pouch the size of a human hand that contains a 1km x 1km square of space inside of it, whoever puts their hand inside can pull out what they are looking for no problem, the weight of the pouch does not change. This pouch cannot be lost as it will return to its owner in the case of being lost or destroyed with its contents unaltered.

or

[Costume Wardrobe]

|Rarity: Common|

A regular-looking closet containing an infinite amount of clothes ranging from lingerie, formal wear, cosplay etc . As long as the clothes are completely mundane you can pull any clothing weighing less than 5kg from it, and the clothes that will come out will be according to the desires of whoever reaches inside. Only 50 outfits can be taken out per day.

Wow, this was deeeefinitely a tough choice.

I lied, it was not, I picked Midas' Pouch without a single moment of hesitation. Sure, functionally infinite clothes definitely sounded useful, but compared to an inventory that even other people can use? It may as well not have been an option.

Getting up from the bed, I took out the Bag from the system storage, and I got a bag put in my hands. It looked like it was made of cloth made of gold; it kinda matched my hair and was about the size of a large dice bag. I could easily fit a hand inside. And I tried it out, trying to put a hand in. And go in it did, but I couldn't feel the walls of the bag despite its size, which felt weird. There was no wind inside either . Just nothing.

I lifted up a chair and brought it over to the opening of the bag and... put it in somehow. Space seemed to bend just to be able to fit in the chair despite how mind-boggling it was.

And pulling out the chair was simple, I put my hand in and willed the chair. Pulling it out looked like a clown getting out of a clown car.

For a last test, I opened the window and tossed the bag out while closing my eyes. I turned around and reached into my pocket five seconds later and found the Bag in my pocket.

Pretty damn cool.

Tossing the bag into one corner of the room, I went back to snuggling Toga in the bed.

Tomorrow would be the start of it all.

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~Hakari Kotaro - Tomorrow Morning~

"Whoa... I knew UA was big, but... not this big."

"Yeah, this is just unreal."

Toga and I exclaimed our disbelief at the sheer size of UA. It was damn massive, bigger than most Universities I knew about. Just looking at its size told you the sheer amount of budget they had. As expected from the school a solid chunk of the top 100 heroes of Japan came from.

I mean, I remembered them having several multi-city block-sized training centres made to resemble actual cities, actual forests, and so much more. Not to mention USJ. But seeing them in person really made you doubt your eyes. Sure, they were probably way easier to run and build, but there is no way in hell this school had a budget below hundreds of billions of yen. I wouldn't be surprised if it went into the trillions of yen.

We were currently walking through the main entrance, under a dozen Tori Gate-like structures, towards the gigantic H-shaped(H for Hero, shocking) building. Thankfully, we were able to apply for the exam without much fuss. It was unexpectedly easy to do so.

As we walked, I constantly scanned the floor looking for Seek Guidance messages.

'Exam ahead, therefore tears.'

'Try finger but hole.'

'Time for crab.'

'Written exam, try brain.'

'Hero!'

They weren't really useful this time. But since I did not have any other ability useful to me available, I still kept them on just in case.

"Hey... Hakari-kun, do you think I'll do okay?"

Toga said with a subdued voice as we approached the entrance, but I patted her shoulder reassuringly. It made sense for her to still have doubts about her capacity to be a hero.

"Don't worry, Toga, I know you can get in." Because she was frankly overpowered compared to 99% of the attendees, "Or do you think I'd lie to you?"

She shook her head and pumped her fists with renewed spirits.

"Yeah, you're right, Hakari-kun. Even if I have to improvise somehow, I'll figure it out."

"That's the spirit."

I couldn't help but exhale from my nose seeing the fire in Toga's eyes.

"Alright, enough dallying, let's get to the exam rooms, Toga."

"Umu~! Let's do this~!"

Hopefully, that enthusiasm lasts her through the whole exam.

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The exam was honestly incredibly easy . At least the academics part.

As I said before , I was a top scorer in high school before . And not only that, but I had Intermediate Biology, which made me as skilled as a good Biology Professor. I definitely aced the biology questions, even if some of them did look hard from an outsider's perspective.

Really, the only two categories I struggled with were History and Heroics. History, because I couldn't be bothered to study every minute change in the history of this world and Heroics, because I was slightly morally challenged.

But still , I had no doubts in my mind that I would get at least top 10 in the rankings.

I came out of the exam hall whistling while other students clutched their heads, groaned or discussed their expected results and answers with their fellow students. All I was thinking of was what level of feat I would get for scoring in the top 10 in the UA exam. I probably wouldn't get top 1, but you can't win them all.

After 5 minutes had passed, we all went to the Hero Course Exam Briefing room. We were all already assigned our seats. I was around the middle of the middle section, while Toga was seated at the far right corner, away from me.

And I noticed someone rather familiar was seated next to me.

"Hey, how's it going? Rough written exam, huh?"

"H-huh? Oh yeah. It was pretty hard. My name is Ochako Uraraka. What about you?"

The bubbly-looking girl with chestnut coloured hair, almond colored eyes, and a rather plus yet attractive figure wearing a sailor's uniform replied to me with an ever-present rosy blush on her cheeks after I decided to strike up a conversation.

I didn't think I'd meet a canon character this early, but fate worked in strange ways.

"My name is Hakari Kotaro, nice to meet you, Uraraka-chan. Seems like we will be classmates from now on."

She looked at me with slightly widened eyes in surprise. Mumbling to herself something that sounded like 'chan?'.

"Wow, you are really confident, aren't you?"

I craned my neck to the side with a raised eyebrow.

"Why not? I'm pretty confident in my abilities. Confidence in your own abilities does wonders for your performance. What about you, Uraraka-chan?"

She nodded slowly as if digesting my words.

"Mmm, I guess you are right, Hakari-kun. But why do you think I'll pass?"

Meta Knowledge.

"Could call it something like intuition. I had a good feeling about you."

That made her smile a little as she blushed just a little.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence. It does make me feel better."

Our conversation was cut short as the lights dimmed out, only to be replaced by stagelights that pointed to the centre of the auditorium from where a man stepped out.

He was dressed in a mix of a leather rocker aesthetic mixed with a speaker with speaker attachments on his costume. He also had long blonde hair spiked upward in a weird fashion style . He pulled out a pair of orange shades that he placed over his eyes before addressing everyone in an exaggerated motion.

"Welcome, all of you aiming to join the UA Hero Course here to listen to my presentation show! Now say 'Hey'!!!"

Somehow, the moment he asked everyone to show enthusiasm, the auditorium got even quieter as if someone had died. I felt slightly bad for the guy, but he seemed experienced with dealing with tough crowds as he just shook his shoulders.

"What an enthusiastic response! Well then, let me present you with a quick rundown of the upcoming practical exam and its rules!"

Finally . I have been waiting for this for a long time.

A/N: You can take the Yakuza out of Hakari, but you can't take the scoundrel out of him. Boosted luck is pretty busted, especially when you know how to play the law like a fiddle. And Midas' bag for getting the bag is oddly hilarious.

Whelp! We are finally at UA and no getting accosted by Ida this time, instead, Hakari luckily meets Uraraka early and makes an impression. Anyways, stay tuned for the practical exam because it's gonna be a woozie.

Chapter Text

~Hakari Kotaro~

The exam briefing ended without much fuss or problems . He may be a bit weird, but Present Mic was effective in presenting information without being overly boring. I did still get to witness the scene of Engine Boy berating Izuku for mumbling.

Now, kind of a dick move from Engine Boy, but honestly? Deku really was getting annoying, audibly muttering and mumbling nonstop in an otherwise silent auditorium.

Anyways, after that whole debacle was done, we were all handed our cards designating which Exam Areas. After some asking, I found out Ochako was headed for B, and Toga was going to Exam Grounds E. I, on the other hand, was headed for C.

Shortly after the briefing, we were all taken to our respective exam areas via bus. I shed my jacket (I came here rocking a black tracksuit), and I couldn't help but feel my jaw drop from awe upon seeing the sheer amount of effort and budget UA poured into their exam.

Because where we were dropped off was a massive set of concrete walls and a gigantic door. Behind it was a replica city, or at least a portion of a city . It was still at least several city blocks in size, that was for sure.

In the waiting area, I noticed several familiar faces I could pick out of the crowd. A girl with raven black hair wearing a sailor's uniform with a leather jacket over it, carrying a boombox and twirling her phone jack-shaped earlobes. Jiro, I think.

On the side, I saw two boys , one whose head looked like a skin-covered rock, who looked way too skittish to be here , while on the other side was a little boy with bulbous grape-like balls on his head.

There were probably a couple more, but I did not have much time to look around. Instead, I lowered my gaze to the ground and sorted through the messages on the ground thanks to Seek Guidance and found what I was looking for.

'Range and versatility required ahead. Therefore, try tail.'

'Time for tail'

'Filthy clankers'

Whoa, now, Slow down the hard r.

But deciding to listen to the voices in my... eyes? I swapped my active slot to Bikaku . The slight tingly feeling in my tailbone gave me a reassuring feeling. If Engine Boy could break robots by kicking, and Ochako could demolish them by dropping them from 2 stories, I can easily smash them apart.

I stretched my limbs. I had an edge over everyone here. I physically could not get tired or exhausted in the span of the mere 10 minutes that we were given to hunt the faux machine villains.

Speaking of stretching my limbs, my Bikaku erupted from my tailbone, drawing some gasps of surprise as the large tentacle-like tail limb came out. I tested out its flexibility and found no problems.

Now then, any time...

I got into a running position while keeping my eyes sharp, my Bikaku coiled like a spring behind me to give me an appropriate boost when I needed it.

"Start!"

For a moment, I was startled as a feminine voice shouted instead of Present Mic before I remembered that he was supposed to be at Area B instead.

I took off into a sprint as the doors swung open, revealing the city, leaving behind a gust of wind and nearly losing balance from how hard the Bikaku pushed me. As the others were stunned for a brief moment, the female voice continued.

"What are you all waiting for? There is no countdown in real life, go!"

I heard the stampede occurring behind me, but ignored it as I was the first to step inside the city and had the initiative.

"[I have found you hero. Prepare to die .] "

The first sight that greeted me was multiple villain bots, a few 1 pointers , a 2 pointer and two 3 pointers in the street. The one pointers pointed their guns at me, but they were not very fast in doing so. Before any bullets were fired, my tail lashed out and impaled one in the chest.

Boom!

As expected, the bots were frail; the metal did not feel as strong as aluminium even and they were definitely not built to be sturdy. I lifted the bot up and slammed it onto the other 1 pointers before doing a sweeping motion to slam the other robots to the wall, doing it once more to shatter them.

Thankfully, the Bikaku seemed to operate on its own series of physics as I did not feel the weight of the robot all that much, but I did have to crouch when lifting it up .

Crash! Boom!

"Hey, don't steal my kill!" "It's your fault you are so slow!" "Got this one!"

While I was busy dealing with that group, the other exam takers flooded in, some moving past me with having quirks more suited to mobility like flight or speed, but that did not mean I had bad mobility. Bikaku wrapped around my leg and I did a great leap with it, assisting my leg. Reaching several floors high before the tail unwrapped and shot forward, digging into the side of the building and hauling me up.

From my vantage point, I saw several groups. One group was struggling against a street with a lot of clankers concentrated in it, so I dropped down with my tail wrapped around my leg and smashed down on a three-pointer before my tail unwrapped and swept out, shattering two bots with a sweep.

Bikaku was unexpectedly good for this. Its power, range, durability and flexibility made it the bane of the bots.

I spent my time going for a good balance of slaying robots and helping the people out. Dodging the bullets(rubber ones) and missiles(Just noise and smoke) was easy due to them being artificially slowed down, and the villains being slow to aim and preferring to go in melee.

Bikaku was also great at reaching out and grabbing someone by the waist and pulling them to safety.

And unlike others, I abused Boundless Stamina plentifully. I had no need to pace myself, I never stopped sprinting, jumping and lashing out with my tail. And I barely felt like I was jogging.

Now that didn't mean I was not getting hurt. I couldn't dodge every bullet, and my tail got hit a few times, but that did not disqualify you in the least. They don't really expect the students to dodge bullets here.

I was sure my points were pretty damn good, and when the timer started getting closer to the end, I moved closer to the middle to help anyone who would be caught by the 0 pointer.

And just in time, when the clock hit around 2 and a half minutes left, a deep rumbling accompanied by the shaking of the city could be felt by all as a behemoth of metal emerged from the middle of the city .

"Holy shit..."

In the anime, it looked huge.

In real life, it looks fucking titanic.

That gigantic beast of metal on oversized tank tracks marched forward, its shoulders sitting above the buildings around it. This thing was a whole ass Kaiju in size. It's multiple red camera eyes gleaming intimidatingly as it looked down on all of us.

I took a step back.

How the hell do you take down that thing?

Fight it.

Why?

Big Robot = Big Ticket

I can't argue with that. Thanks for the advice, primal monkey brain.

Gamba.

Alright, let's do this.

My Bikaku twitched.

In theory, it should be sluggish. Sure, it moved in a straight line fast, but it looked like it barely had any dexterity at all.

My heart got caught in a conundrum.

Taking down that thing is probably a massive ticket. A tremendous feat for me right now, who is armed with only inordinate stamina and a cool ass tail. This is probably not a good idea.

But fuck it.

We ball.

My tail wrapped around my leg. I used the boost to jump and swing on top of a building that the 0 Pointer was approaching. It turned its titanic head towards me upon noticing my odd actions.

"Hey there, Goliath."

I ran towards the giant mech as it stretched a hand out towards me. Feeling the adrenaline pumping through my veins, I stabbed forward with the Kagune, piercing the hand before using my tail to haul me on top of it and taking off into a sprint up the arm towards the shoulder.

Crash!

Ignoring the heavy crash of its hand finally landing where I had been seconds prior, I managed to push forward and stab the Bikaku into its oversized faceplate before using that to swing onto its shoulder.

Bang!! Bang! Bang!

I swung with reckless abandon using Bikaku, but I felt like I was not going to be able to break apart this thing that easily. So I decided to abandon the Bikaku and swapped my ability to slot to Spectral Claws .

"Gruh!"

The machine spun around, trying to throw me off, but the Spectral Claw I manifested dug into the side of its bus-sized head and hung on tight. I used the second claw alongside the first one to pry open the side of the Zero Pointer's head. Digging into the thing and using my spectral claw's strength to keep gripping and tearing apart compartments and parts like a mole digging through the earth.

Was I getting electrocuted? A bit, yes. But you cannot build strong bones without a little zappy zap.

Gritting my teeth and straining my muscles, I reached out and gripped the biggest parts I could take a hold of and pulled .

"Just dieeee!!!!"

Crshh! Bzzzt! Boom!

With the sound of a lot of electricity and things exploding, the Zero pointer stopped moving and started listing forward.

Problem. I was still on the things head as it started listing. I hurriedly dove out of the little tunnel I had dug out on the side of its head and grabbed onto the shoulder, feeling the wind whistle by my head as it started falling at alarming speeds.

"Hup!"

I dove off the shoulder, in the midst of the descent and aimed my fall towards a 3-pointer that was running away and also chasing a girl I couldn't quite make out.

Crash!

"Grah, that could have gone better."

I felt the pain sharply travel up my arms as I crushed the robot during my landing using Spectral Claw. As the dust cloud from my landing cleared, the Zero Pointer finally fell to the ground and kicked up a giant cloud of dust along with a shockwave , but everyone had already run away from it, thanks to it being preoccupied with me, so it did not cause any problems.

"Time's Up!"

Sighing in relief as I shook my numb-feeling Spectral Claws, I turned to the girl I had just unwittingly assisted, only to raise an eyebrow at the coincidence.

"Dude, what the hell was that?"

I shrugged my shoulders at the shellshocked Jiro's question.

"Sorry if I stole your kill, but I kinda needed it to... not end up like tinc can over there."

One of my claws pointed at the squished robot, making Jiro assent by nodding her head.

"Yeah, no, I get it, dude. Not like I was planning to kill it anyway, I kinda lost my speakers- what the hell!? Are your hands okay!?"

Jiro suddenly exclaimed in shock when I dispelled my Spectral Claws to see my... absolutely torn hands and broken fingernails.

...Ah... I forgot about the whole damage reflection part of the whole ordeal.

Thank you, adrenaline.

I looked at my injured hands and grimaced. That was not going to feel nice when the adrenaline wears off.

"Y'know what? Think I could use some medical attention. Adrenaline is putting in the work, but it's gonna clock out soon."

Jiro shook her head in what I assumed was exasperation.

"We'd better get you some help asap, dude. I'm Kyoka Jiro by the way. Do you need some help getting to the medic?"

I shook my head.

"Nah, I'm barely winded. I can walk. The names' Hakari Kotaro, nice meeting you."

Seeing me casually walk while trying to ignore the growing pain in my hands, Jiro whispered under her breath.

"Are you a monster or something?"

No, but I was fiending for some tickets right now.

Speaking of. Anytime now.

Feat Achieved! Defeat the Zero Pointer

+1x Platinum Ability Gacha Ticket

A/N: There was no way Hakari was going to perform badly in the practical exams if Kirishima, with hardening, could rank in the top 10. Stamina + Bikaku is a fearsome combination if you apply it right . And Hakari definitely can apply it right .

I wanted to have a scene with Jiro since she is often overlooked for the other girls, she is one of the if not only small breasted girl in MHA and she deserves some respect. Plus her tsundere attitude is cute.

Chapter Text

~Yagi Toshinori(All Might) - Examiners Room~

Yagi let out a nervous breath as he watched his successor flounder about around the exam grounds, trying to figure out how to score any points while being surrounded by some of the most promising examinees.

"Cam 15 looks promising." "That girl on 7 is pretty creative, isn't she?"

He was in the middle of the darkened examiner's room in front of a wall filled with screens that connected to drones watching the exam and relaying live feed while surrounded by his peers. His former teacher and principal sat next to him and patted his arm.

"Don't worry, All Might. I'm sure he will pull through."

Of course, the Principal said the words in a vague way that the onlooker would have no idea what topic he was talking about due to the sensitivity of the topic at hand. He nodded to the principal, although it did not make him feel much better, he did appreciate the sentiment.

"Wow, that boy on camera 11 is like a machine. He doesn't even look winded."

That did attract some of the attention of the Examiners, who turned to that cam to see a young man sprinting and jumping around like an animal while a large tentacle-like appendage behind his back crushed robots around like they were empty tin cans.

"Pretty good, excellent awareness, and he doesn't stop moving to make sure the robots cannot pin him down. And despite the size of his quirk, he seems to be making sure he does not accidentally hurt his fellow examinees."

Snipe said with an approving nod while his friend, Aizawa, otherwise known as Eraser Head, seemed more sceptical.

"I wouldn't say that. He is moving too much without thinking or planning. Just recklessly jumping around will tire him out very quickly.-"

But his words were rebutted by Midnight, who had an expression on her face that made him uncomfortable.

"I wouldn't say that, Aizawa-kun. Look at him, he isn't even short of breath, he seems to have more stamina than some Pro's do. And that youthful, vigorous spirit. I like him~"

"Don't say that about our future students."

Gradually, their attention moved away from the camera, following the student before the Zero Pointer was unleashed. Seeing his successor start scrambling away without knowing what to do, he berated himself for not training him better before someone else pointed to camera 11 again.

"Look! He is charging the 0-pointer!"

And as his fellow hero had said, the blond boy used his appendage to boost himself to the top of a building before sprinting up the 0 pointers arm with an impressive display of acrobatics.

"But why would he do that?" "Maybe he wants to buy time for others?"

Then, as he landed on the 0-pointer's shoulder, something that stopped his heart for a moment happened. The tail-like appendage disappeared. And was instead replaced by glowing ghost-like arms that looked like those of a demon that appeared on top of his regular arms.

"Two quirks?" "I thought his quirk was tail?" "Wait, isn't it the quirk of that boy that was on the news a few weeks back?"

All Might bit his finger as he watched the boy use something that eerily resembled a second quirk to tear apart the 0 pointer. His gaze drifted down to see the principal holding a tablet with an inscrutable expression.

"Hmm, how interesting. His quirk is listed as 'Demon Claws' which was just recently updated due to a report from the Police Department. Apparently, he was a late bloomer who awakened his quirk a few weeks ago. Curiously, it says nothing about a tail at all."

That made All Might's heart skip a beat. A quirkless person coming back suddenly with multiple quirks? That was All for One's method of operation, alright, but he was dead. He was sure of it.

"Sensei, what do we do about this?"

Nezu chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.

"What do we do indeed, All Might. Well, we do nothing!"

Yagi turned his head to the principal in shock.

"What do you mean?"

The principal gave him a meaningful look while stashing the tablet behind himself.

"We shouldn't fall into wild speculation. The boy is still aiming to be a hero after all. And he is definitely going to pass too. We can ask him about his quirk at school. Until we have a real reason to doubt him other than the eccentricity of his quirk, he is still a student of ours. So we must give them the benefit of the doubt."

His heart still did not feel right hearing that, but he decided to trust the judgment of his teacher.

"Everyone, look at camera 6!"

Yagi's attention was suddenly taken by the man who pointed to the camera showing his successor demolishing a 0-pointer to save a girl. Making his frown turn to a smile and his heart swell with pride and relief.

'That's my boy!'

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~Hakari Kotaro~

As we walked towards the entrance of the exam grounds, I decided to take the opportunity to make small talk with Jiro, partly because I was trying to ignore the pain creeping in now that my adrenaline started wearing out.

"So, how did your exam go?"

Jiro looked away from me and twirled her earlobes.

"Not as good as yours, apparently. Seriously, how mad do you have to be to charge the zero pointer like that? Didn't you listen when they said it wouldn't give any points?"

As we were nearing Recovery Girl, I decided to answer cheekily.

"Who knows? Maybe I just wanted to impress a cute girl."

Jiro furrowed her brows and looked at me like I were brain-damaged.

"...Are you being serious right now?"

I gave a light, smug smile.

"What? It got you to talk to me, didn't it?"

Jiro froze for a second, the wheels in her brain spinning before she blushed like a tomato with her earlobes pointing towards me, she looked like she had been zapped by electricity even.

"I- wha- what the hell!? What do you mean-!"

She looks pretty cute when she is flustered like that.

"Whoops, there is my ride. See ya in class, Jiro-chan."

I left the stunned tomato-faced Jiro behind and powerwalked over to where Recovery Girl was healing people. This may cause problems for me later down the line, but I couldn't not take the opportunity to tease her.

Seeing me approach the small old lady in her hero costume gave me a once-over before her eyes opened slightly in surprise and recognition.

"Oh, it's you, boy. I didn't think I'd see you again so soon. I'm glad you managed to get yourself together."

"Fate does work in mysterious ways. Sorry to bother ya, but can you heal my hands, Recovery Girl-san? I banged 'em up pretty bad."

"Alright, bring it over here, sonny."

Showing my hands to the diminutive old lady, she extended her lips in a rather grotesque fashion and kissed my booboo away, covering me in a brief green light as my natural healing kicked into super overdrive. While I took a moment to marvel at the sight of my wounds closing in real time, Recovery Girl pulled out a candy from her pocket and placed it into my open palm.

"Here you go. The healing should have tired you out, so be sure to get some rest. And take this candy."

Ooh, lemon flavour.

I hurriedly unwrapped the candy and popped it in my mouth, sucking on the lemony goodness before nodding to Recovery Girl.

"Thank you, Recovery Girl-san."

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~Hakari Kotaro - 3 days later~

"Hmm~ You are being unusually cuddly today, Hakari-kun."

Toga commented as I relentlessly cuddled and hugged her on the bed. Due to our height difference, with me standing unusually tall for my age, I was hugging her to me like a teddy bear, not that she seemed to mind. She liked expressing her love physically a lot.

"I am fueling my reserves. I am about to use my quirk, so I need all of the luck I can possibly get."

I felt like a crackhead waiting for the past few days for my feats to resolve so that I could roll all of my tickets together. The last 3 days, Toga and I spent just relaxing after the exam and training together for UA. And yes, I still could not keep up with Toga.

People in this world get freakishly strong even without quirks. Probably humanity evolving more capable and having a higher biological capacity due to their genetics having to support Quirks. Not to mention that over time, so many quirks and genetics crossbred together that just about every human alive had some sort of quirk factor and remnants of some quirks altering their body.

So my relatively untrained body had a lot to catch up to the bodies of this world, having ridiculous potential. Toga was a prime example of that; the girl could run faster than a cheetah and could drive knives into metal. So most of the last few days were spent training.

I honestly couldn't wait to get to use the training equipment of UA instead. With my sleeping mask, I basically recovered from any training overnight, so my progress was pretty solid, even if I was restless from waiting.

But my patience was rewarded when this morning I was greeted by two notifications, meaning that UA was finally done with grading.

And let me tell you, these notifications made me so hard that the core of a neutron seemed like a pillow in comparison.

Feat Achieved! Scoring First Place in the UA Practical Exam

+1x Advantage Gold Trait Gacha Ticket

Feat Achieved! Score in the top 10 in the UA written exam

+1x Gold Skill Gacha Ticket

Now, just before I left for UA, I had a Platinum ability, an advantage gold trait and a gold skill.

"I see~, how does your quirk work? You do a bunch of stuff. I thought it was those demon hands first, but then you pulled out that tail and stuff."

Toga asked innocently, making me scramble to come up with an easily understandable explanation for my quirk. I felt no need to deceive Toga; I knew her deepest secrets, and she trusted me with them fully. So I could confide in her.

"To put it simply, my quirk works like a game achievement system where the more achievements I do, the more abilities, items and stuff I get. But what I get from what I do is random. The rewards are proportional to how impressive the thing I managed to do is though."

She nodded with a slightly starstruck expression.

"Wow~ and I thought you only had those big claws! That ability sounds insane! I don't think I've heard of any quirk like it before, except maybe New Order?"

Oh right, New Order. I forgot Stars and Stripes was the #1 American Hero. At least, just how batshit insane her quirk is gives my own batshit insane ability more plausibility.

If anyone told me my quirk was impossible, I was just going to point towards her.

"Yep, something like that anyway. And now I'm about to spend the charges on my quirk to get some new stuff."

Her eyes sparkled before she turned around and hugged me back with a wholesome smile.

"That's so cool~ alright. Have all of my luck, Hakari-kun. You're all the luck I need anyway."

Grah! That felt like a critical hit to the heart!

Shaking my head, I used the luck I was being given by my living lucky charm and rolled the Gold Skill ticket first. Always roll the worse tickets first to let them suck up the unluckiness.

Rolling Gold Skill Gacha...

An Uncommon Skill

[Novice Leadership]

|Rarity: Uncommon|

You know a bit about leading and motivating people, you won't be leading armies anytime soon but the team you lead will probably find you an agreeable leader and you are decent at resolving conflict among members and motivating your team.

Not a horrible roll. Not my preference, but this is decent considering how many team activities I'd be engaging in the future.

Hopefully, this uncommon sucked the bad luck out because it's gold trait time!

Rolling Gold Trait Gacha with advantage...

[Rivalry]

|Rarity: Rare|

Swordsmen, Martial Artists and competitive people seem to be drawn to you; they want to test themselves against you and grow fond of you more easily, especially if you manage to defeat them. Martial skills grow faster when engaging in combat.

or

[Empath]

|Rarity: Rare|

You really are an empath. You can easily tell what people are feeling, understand emotions better, and how to control your own far better.

After a bit of deliberation, I settled on Rivalry. I could already read people well enough, and being in the Yakuza long enough taught me how to swallow the bitter pill without changing my expression. I was stoic to a fault.

Being able to increase my combat skills faster when sparring certainly sounded useful.

Now then. Platinum Ability. Th++e best ticket I have gotten so far. This could make or break everything.

Go.

Rolling Platinum Ability Gacha...

An Elite Ability!

[Candy Paramecia]

|Rarity: Elite| |Class: Emitter|

Allows you to create and control candy at will. The candy emerges as a viscous syrup that can harden itself under your control, and you lose control of the candy after it separates from your body. With training, you can make your candy as hard as steel and even manipulate it outside of your body.

Huh, okay, I can work this. I know how strong the Candy Paramecia can be. One Piece abilities generally were. At least being able to conjure fluids and solids. Besides, being able to train it to steel durability sounds like incredible versatility.

You have acquired 5 Abilities +1 Ability Slot

Now we are cooking. This opens so many opportunities.

"So? What did you get?"

Toga looked at me with expectant eyes, and I swapped my ability slot to Candy. Knowledge on how to use and adjust it nestled itself into my mind cleanly as I held a finger towards Toga.

"Find out."

I put my finger in Toga's mouth, who tilted her head in wonder before I conjured some candy syrup from my finger, making her eyes widen as she started sucking on my finger somewhat lewdly.

Pulling my finger back with pop from her mouth, Toga's eyes had stars in them as she licked her lips.

"Whoa! You can create candy!?"

"Yep, and it's not as simple as you would think."

To make the point clearer, a tentacle of syrup extended from my arms and waved at her before turning into solid hard candy and then retracting into my body.

"That's soo cool. Can you create more types of candy?"

"I guess I'll have to find that out the old-fashioned way."

Time for some last-minute training before hero school.

A/N: Candy Paramecia was a god level pull; the Toganium stocks are at an all-time high. Also, I wanted to give some Examiner's pov on how Hakari looked during the exam. I hope it was good.

With his new rolls, Hakari is fully prepared for UA. And he is taking a single small step towards character development by being honest with Toga. It's not a lot buts its a start.

Chapter Text

The Gambler's Guide to Heroism

Chapter 12: U and I

~Hakari Kotaro - 4 Days Later~

4 Days had passed since I rolled Candy Paramecia, and it became time to finally go to UA . We had gotten our acceptance letters one day after I rolled Candy Paramecia, which were hologram discs containing personalised messages from the teachers for managing to score in the top 10.

For the record, I was ranked 1st and Toga was ranked 8th. Which was hella impressive for being effectively quirkless in the exam. My message contained a personal congratulations from All Might himself, while Toga's had one from Midnight.

We were currently walking to the entrance of UA, after jogging up the hill it was situated on. We encountered numerous students on the way with all sorts of quirks that drew my attention. But there was something that was demanding my attention more.

"Nee nee~ Hakari-kun, how do I look?"

"Absolutely the cutest."

"Hehe~."

I admit it was quite a novel sight to see Toga dressed in the UA Uniform. It fit her quite nicely, and the black stockings were a really nice touch . She occasionally wriggled her hips to catch my attention and expose her ass. She enjoyed teasing a bit too much . Especially with wearing only a black thong to school.

...Just in case, I checked, and there was nothing regulating the underwear you could wear to school as long as you wore one . Honestly, if you read the fine print properly, the school dress code wasn't exactly that restrictive.

Sure , there were example pictures, but for example , you did not have to wear a tie and such . So I did not, I never liked ties. I doubted that most students read through the full contract and enrollment stuff. I just had a compulsion to read this stuff due to my life in the Yakuza. The lesson to read what I'm given had been drilled into me painfully, countless times.

It did not take too long for me and Toga to find class 1-A(Thankfully, we both ended up in the relevant class), and on the way there, the view from the corridors was stunning. One half of UA overlooked all of Musutafu Tokyo, and the other half had a sea view. While I was busy admiring the view, we reached a giant door with the words 1-A written on it.

The door almost reached the ceiling and was pretty wide, probably for accessibility, there are some pretty large students out there. I placed a hand on the door and opened it.

Inside the classroom was rather spacious with a teacher's podium at the front, lockers at the back and rows of spacious desks in the middle. Already a decent chunk of the class had seated, with most of the faces being familiar to me.

Most, being the operative word, because it seemed like Remix had already taken effect. I think... tail and animal guy were missing

Upon seeing Toga enter the classroom, a girl stood up from her desk and waved her over, much to my surprise.

"Toga-chan! You made it! Here here!"

It was a rather stunning girl with an athletic build, she had bubblegum pink skin and shortish pink hair. Her eyes were uniquely cool with yellow pupils and black irises. She also had little horns on her head.

Toga looked excited, but looked back at me as if seeking my approval or something. So I nodded to her, making her turn to Mina with an excited hop.

"Mina-chan! Sorry, Hakari-kun, I'm going ahead!"

That made me raise my eyebrows. I hadn't thought that Mina would get acquainted with the Toga at the exams, but thinking about their personalities, it only made sense, I suppose.

As I was nonchalantly walking towards an empty seat a seat away from the protagonist's seat , which was unexpectedly taken by a pair of floating disembodied clothes, I saw a commotion draw my eyes.

"You! Take down your legs from the table at once! The behaviour you are displaying is not one befitting a future hero and a student of the esteemed UA Academy, even if you managed to score 2nd place in the Practical Exam"

It was a very disgruntled and frankly berserk-looking boy with spiky tan hair and crimson eyes glaring daggers at a taller, around the same height as me, boy with navy hair and spectacles as he put his legs on the table.

Bakugou and Engine Boy.

...I'm bad with names.

"Go shove it, four eyes! Who the hell are you calling second place!?"

The taller boy furrowed his brows before bowing his head slightly, not reading the mood at all.

"Did I mistake your identity? I could have sworn that I had seen your face in the leaderboards above mine. Still, that does not mean it is alright for you to put your feet on the desk!"

"Of course I'm above you, you fucking extra! I'm above everyone here!"

Engine furrowed his brows again.

"But are you not ranked second? If I remember correctly, Hakari-san beat your score by 11 points. Speaking of, it is nice to meet you, Hakari-san. I am Tenya Ida. I ranked 7th on the practical exam."

...And now the entire attention of the class was drawn towards me because of the Ida over here. What a riot. And the most opinionated of those gazes was that of Bakugou over here, who got up from his seat and walked over to me, looking absolutely livid.

"So you are the bastard who lucked out and scored first place, huh!? You Yakuza-looking bastard!"

Now, for the record, I did not like this kind of person. At all. The kind with an overinflated sense of Ego who thought they were better than everyone and started throwing a shitfit the moment that notion was even slightly challenged. And when they are at the top, they spend their time kicking others down.

I dealt with plenty of bullies in my time as a Yakuza, whether it was them trying to undermine my efforts or subtly sabotaging me. I dealt with them the same way, with violence. Though that probably will not pass with my current career. Still.

Was I stronger than Bakugou? Hell no. He was strong and had great practice with his quirk; he could easily display firepower stronger than a missile when motivated enough.

Was I going to let him push me around like that? Hell no.

"Yep, the name's Hakari Kotaro. I'd say it has been nice to meet you, but it certainly hasn't been. Mr. Second Place."

Now that touched a nerve.

"You wanna fucking go, you lanky bastard!?"

Crackle! Crackle!

Bakugou's hands crackled like firecrackers while I met his gaze without faltering and summoned my Spectral Claw.

"Oh, please do try-"

Just as the conflict was brewing, we both were shocked at the sudden feeling of emptiness. I even more so as I felt myself lose my connection to Spectral Claw, though not the gacha itself. My gaze turned towards the doorframe where a man entered the room, making everyone turn dead silent.

"If you are going to fight like little kids, then do it somewhere else; this is the UA Hero course. If I see you two stir up trouble again, I will throw you both out."

He was a homeless man who looked at us both with glowing crimson eyes and floating black hair. He was rather tall and lean with a scruffy beard and moustache.

So his Erase works on me too, that's good to know.

...And I see Aizawa, our homeless teacher, already being a dick. Yeah, buddy, you watched the whole thing and still pinned the blame on both of us? As a certain philosopher would aptly put it: Go shove it up yours.

He walked to the middle of the teachers' podium while carrying a yellow sleeping bag in one hand. He held a stopwatch with the other hand.

"A fight on the first day, and it took you all 9 seconds to quiet down. Time is a limited resource, and you kids are too irrational." His dispassionate gaze swept all over the room like a dead fish before he declared.

"I am Shota Aizawa, your homeroom teacher from now on. And this is a bit sudden, but..." He reached into his sleeping bag and pulled out a plastic bag with the UA gym uniform inside .

"Go change into these and meet me out in the courtyard as soon as possible. You can find them in the changing rooms. Go and hurry."

That certainly lit a fire under everyone's asses as they got up from their seats in a scramble, but I simply turned my gaze to Aizawa calmly.

"Say, Sensei, we can use our quirks in school grounds, right?"

He turned to me with a dispassionate face and nodded slightly.

"Yes, you can use your quirks to reach your lockers."

I nodded and quietly slotted in Door Crossing.

"Alright then, see you catch you outside, everyone."

And with that, I ran over to the windows before leaping out of them, much to the shocked looks of everyone here.

Of course, instead of my body falling out of the window, it simply disappeared when reaching the window, and instead, I ended up in the 1-A men's locker room since I linked the window with the 1-A men's locker room door using Door Crossing.

Now, I had a reason for rushing here other than the fact that I felt like showing off a little in front fo Aizawa to spite him. Since I was so far ahead of everyone, I got to quickly change out of the outfit and into my gym uniform. I wore a long-sleeved compression shirt under my uniform.

I was not someone ashamed of showing my scars, whether they were because of this world's Yakuza, being stabbed by Toga or being scratched and bitten during sex by Toga. But I also could not be bothered to explain why my body looked like Baki's.

After I was done changing, I walked out of the door, of course , by that I mean I walked out of the changing room just to walk into the main entrance of UA courtyard, where I promptly turned around and actually exited the building. Unfortunately, I couldn't make portals that pointed out of a building, but that just added a single extra step, so it was whatever.

Less than a minute later, came out a disgruntled Shota Aizawa who only spared me a single annoyed glance before ignoring me and moving to the middle of the field. And after him came out the rest of my classmates in troves.

"Whoa dude! How the hell are you here already!? How did you disappear from that window?"

One guy with an electricity-themed haircut asked me in shock when he saw me already there, but I shrugged my shoulders.

"I took a shortcut."

Before he could question me more, Aizawa revealed what we were all here for, which came as a shock to most people here.

A Quirk Assessment test.

"A quirk assessment test!? But what about the school entrance ceremony? The orientation?" Ochako voiced her concerns and doubts, which were mirrored by most of the participants here, making Aizawa look at all of us with a disinterested gaze as if we were the ones not making sense.

"If you are going to be a hero, you won't have time for such leisurely events. UA takes pride in its unconventional teaching methods; they don't stick to their traditions all that much and let the teachers decide."

I let out an annoyed sigh.

Apparently, they do not have the time for such leisurely activities as heroes, but have time to teach math and do photoshoots.

In reality, he was depriving everyone of attending the entrance ceremony for absolutely fucking nothing with a test he could do any damn day.

Dammit, this is why you do not hire traumatised veterans for teaching positions of newbies.

A/N: The first day of His Hero Academia starts, and it is about as chaotic as you would expect. Hakari would sooner die than to take Bakugou's shit lying down. Unfortunately, with Rivalry Bakugou will not be backing down easily.

Time for the classic Quirk Apprehension Test and Aizawa's own brand of bullshit. But while not trying to repeat myself, Hakari does not take shit lying down. His mind clashes with the Hero mindset quite a lot.

Chapter Text

~Hakari Kotaro~

The silence in the courtyard was tense as Aizawa's cold gaze regarded everyone before he pulled out a phone. Showing off a list that was too far away to read.

"Up until now, you all have been subjected to basic fitness tests without getting to use your quirks; it's not rational. This time, you all will perform the same tests with your quirks."

Then he turned and singled me out from the crowd.

"Hakari, you ranked first on the Practical Exam. In Junior High, what was your maximum softball throw?"

I shrugged my shoulders.

"No idea, don't remember it."

Aizawa let out an exhale of frustration before tossing the softball over to me.

"Damn problem child. Whatever, take this ball and go stand in that circle and do it with your quirk this time. You can do anything you want as long as you stay in the circle."

Taking the ball from his hands, I moved to the circle while tuning out the peanut gallery muttering things like "so he is the number one" or "I wonder what he is going to score".

I was actually pretty happy that this whole event stayed the same. Because I made liberal use of Meta Abuse and trained these events specifically for the past few days.

"Spectral Claw."

My spectral claw expanded, forming a large crushing purple arm. But that was not all.

"Bikaku."

My Bikaku expanded from my cocyx, drawing shocked gasps and an eyebrow raised from Aizawa. But I did not care as my Bikaku stretched and wrapped around my Spectral Claw like a snake. Adding both of their strengths together, it was a bit awkward to use, but I had enough practice with it to send it properly.

I picked up the ball and got into a pitcher's stance before fully sending it with all of my strength, launching the ball across a large distance.

Aizawa nodded and showed the number on the screen to everyone present.

"Know your own maximum first. That is the most rational way to build uıp the foundation to become a hero."

" Woah ! 412!?" "That's insane." "I could have done better."

I returned to the flock; that performance was not really my proudest moment, I'll admit. If I had been given a larger range of motion, I could have used the Bikaku like a whip to launch it. As my quirks dispelled a girl piped up with an excited voice.

"We get to use our quirk? This is gonna be so much fun!" "UA really is something else, isn't it?" Mina and lightning boy said one after the other, gaining the attenion and from what it looked like, the ire, of our beloved homeless man.

" "It looks fun," huh?"

Aizawa said in a challenging tone, making the two shrink.

"You all only have 3 years to become a hero, and that is the attitude you choose to have? Will you have that same attitude for all the years. "

Aizawa wore a straight-up sadistic grin that made me frown.

"Fine then, whoever scores the lowest total out of all of the tests will be judged to have no potential and expelled from the school."

Naturally, his statement met a lot of complaints.

"How can you do that!?" "That's so unfair!" "Isn't being expelled too much?"

But all of those complaints were stopped when he levelled a stony glare at everyone.

"The principal gave me the authority to expel those I see as unfit due to my special position. You may think it's unfair, but so is life; villains and natural disasters are unfair. If you came here expecting to hang out with friends and go to cafes daily, you are out of luck. UA will do its best to throw hardship your way every step of the way. If you cannot understand even that, then you are not rational enough for this."

He stared at each and every student present, making all but a few flinch.

"If you cannot even pass this test, then you never had a future here in the first place. Now go ahead and struggle with all you have."

I quietly groaned at the screwed up logic of the man. He acted like he was training soldiers when he was training Heroes. His experience is too far off from the norm to be a good teacher for people aiming to be the average hero. His trauma from his friend getting squished dyed his judgment too much.

Maybe my real thoughts were reflected in my face too much before Aizawa called me out.

"Hakari, do you have a problem with my methods?"

"Yeah, I do actually. For being so gung ho about rational thisa and rational that, your criteria is pretty irrational, teach."

I stepped forward as people gasped, which was about the expected reaction, in Japan you really aren't expected to challenge your teacher on matters like this. Aizawa calmly raised his eyebrows and asked in a stale tone.

"And what's so irrational about my test, Hakari?"

" Becuase it's blatantly favouring Enhancer-type quirks. So otherwise perfectly good students would get eliminated because their quirk did not make them stronger."

"Then they should make clever uses of their abilities. If they can't even do that then they deserve to stand here."

I furrowed my brows, he was really getting on my nerves but I steeled myself.

"Right, but what about those who physically can't?" I pointed to invisible girl who flinched. "How is she supposed to use her quirk cleverly in this exam? Besides, aren't there plenty of heroes who became heroes with strictly impossible-to-use quirks here? Miss Joke? Midnight? Ragdoll? and you Sensei ? Or are you saying that they wouldn't pass as heroes by your criteria as well? That doesn't sound very rational to me."

I know he hated people having fun because his friend, who actually had fun in life, got turned into chunky salsa, but he had no right being this much of an asshole about it.

A tense silence passed, the tension palpable in the air, before Aizawa sighed lightly.

"Nosy brat, I was not going to actually expel anyone on the first day. This was meant to be a logical ruse in order to get everyone the best they possibly can."

Yeah sure, buddy, like you wouldn't have really expelled someone like Midoriya if they actually came in last place. Aizawa only didn't expell Deku in the anime was because he showed potential; if it were someone like Invisible Girl or Animal Talking Boy, he would have expelled.

"Sure, good luck coming up with a more logical one next time."

Aizawa's eye twitched because of my statement as he declared.

"Alright, change of plans. I will be watching each and every one of your exams. If I see any of you giving anything less than your best, you will be penalised or expelled. This test will reflect on your grades. And Hakari, if you interrupt class one more, you will be penalised."

I shrugged my shoulders, whatever, let him sleep at night despite calling me out first.

As I waited in my position and waited for my turn while Aizawa made people do a 50-meter dash as the first test, someone walked up to me. Or more like their clothes did. A floating set of UA Gym Uniform walked up over to me with an excited posture that made her rather voluptuous chest move rather nicely. And I noticed that I could actually see her pink bra straps from her neckline from this position.

"Thank you soo much, Hakari-kun, I thought this was going to be my end! I could never dream of standing up to Sensei like that! How did you do it?"

A bubbly and cheery voice came from the invisible girl. Seeing as I had nothing else to do, I replied to her.

"It was nothin' much really. I just didn't want my classmates to suffer from such an unfair exam. You are welcome...?" I trailed off, gesturing to her get her name as she noticed what I was implying.

"Wow, that is so cool of you, Hakari-kun. I'm Toru Hagakure, let's get along!"

I nodded and gave a slight smile.

"Likewise, now then. It should be my turn, good luck, Hagakure-chan."

I got into position next to 2 other people, the tall engine boy and the frog girl Tsuyu, as my Bikaku came out again. Having already practised this activity before at the gym, I knew what to do.

My Bikaku coiled into a spring behind, the powerful muscles ready to launch me like a rocket any time. Comparatively, 50 meters was a rather small distance that I could cover with a single bound thanks to my Bikaku. I was confident I was faster than anyone at this distance. Mostly due to the warming up the engine boy needed to reach higher gears. My speed was not able to stay constant.

"...3...2...1...Start!"

The smal robot next to us said in a nasally tone of voice despite being a robot and I shot forward with both of my legs and Bikaku pushing me forward, reaching great speeds and halway through the air I had my tail pierce the ground in front of the finish line and pull me forward allowing me to grab the first place quite easily.

"Beep! 2.52 seconds!"

And then Engine Boy sprinted through the line.

"Beep! 3.03 seconds!"

And shortly after, the frog girl hopped through with surprising speed.

"Beep! 5.55 seconds!"

"As expected, the first place! I did not expect that I would be beaten by in the 50-meter sprint, too! I'll have to work harder!"

Ida shout-whispered to himself while Frog Girl gave him a look before giving me a short nod that I returned. We briefly chatted as we returned to the pack and the next exercise started.

--Grip Strength--

"Dude! That is insane! That tail is stronger than it looks, huh? So manly!"

A small crowd gathered as I used my Bikaku to coil around the grip testing machine and squeezed it like an anaconda. And considering just how strong my Bikaku was compared to the average anaconda...

...The thing showed around 12 tons of force, enough to literally turn someone into a crushed tube of toothpaste.

I was decidedly first place, Momo scored second by creating a hand-operated press, clocking in 1,8 tons, while the multi-arm guy squeezed a scary 540kg.

And Kirishima, the guy with spiky red hair who just commented on my grip, scored a scary 122kg without a strength-enhancing quirk.

Next was...

-Repeated Side Steps-

None of my abilities were especially useful for this, except for Bikaku helping root me to the ground. I still had some sort of help, though, which made me score 3rd, behind Bakugou and Grape Head. Bakugou scored second with his explosive sidesteps, while Graper bounced between his balls like a ping pong ball.

-Ball Throw-

I sat this one out and got to watch several people demolish my score. Bakugou sending the ball flying with a massive explosion, Momo sending it with a canon, Todoroki slamming the ball with an iceberg, and Deku using one finger smash just like in canon.

And lasts Ochako scoring infinity with her ball, which was frankly insane. Despite having gravity, the ball should have still been affected by friction, but I couldn't exactly place blame for her quirk fudging physics when my ability bent physics over the table and forced it to call it daddy.

So it ended with me ranking a frustrating sixth place behind everyone I just mentioned. The upcoming tests, however, were a different ballpark.

-Standing Long Jump-

I obviously cleared the sandbox with Bikaku, but so many people did that it really did not seem impressive.

-Long Distance Run-

I performed pretty damn well in this one. I had slotted in Candy Paramecia in place of Bikaku and formed hard candy spider legs that I used to scuttle forward as fast as I could, outpacing outhers like Mina who despite being pretty fast with her acid got slower faster compared to me who basically did not run out of stamina.

I scored 5th, behind Ida scoring first with his car speed, Bakugou with his explosion flight, Todoroki using ice slide and Momo creating a whole motorcycle.

Now the next ups were I shone.

-Seated Toe Touch-

I scored first.

Spectral Claws still count as my arms and can extend from my body; there really was no contest there.

-Push Ups-

I crushed everyone to the point where it was not even funny.

Do you know what my limit is on push-ups with boundless stamina? It is when my arms start giving up on me due to damage. Aizawa had to cut the test short when I started reaching high hundreds, and told him I could comfortably reach low thousands. Which seemed to earn me the respect of the red-haired boy even more.

And to my delight, I saw some of the girls taking some appreciative looks at my body as I did my push-ups. I knew I was a good-looking guy; how else do you think I scored all those girls?

The only one who came 2nd compared to me was Shoto, who built up a decent endurance thanks to severe domestic abuse.

-Sit Ups-

Refer to above.

By the end, by a small margin, mostly due to scoring absolutely insane in the strength and endurance. I had managed to finish in 1st place.

Feat Achieved! Score 1st place on the Quirk Apprehension Test

+1x Gold Ability Gacha Ticket

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~Kotaro Hakari~

I couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction as everyone stared at me upon getting the 1st place in the test. But I was no gloryhound; in truth, most of that satisfaction came from the fact that that I had gotten a whole Gold Ability Ticket out of the whole ordeal. The moment Aizawa announced the results I rolled the ticket immediately.

Rolling Gold Ability Gacha...

An Uncommon Ability!

[Minor Cure]

|Uncommon| |Class: Recovery|

You are capable of healing others by expending your energy. You can heal things like stabs, slashes and broken bones, but more severe wounds take significantly more energy. Healing effectiveness is dependent on the power difference between you and the target.

Wait, ain't that massive? Healing quirks were rare. And I mean rare rare. As far as I know, all healing abilities in this world consume the target's energy and not your own.

As I felt inner satisfaction, Aizawa regarded everyone.

"Alright, it seems like nobody is getting expelled today. Good for you all. With that, we are done here. There are pamphlets containing the curriculum and whatever on your desks in class. Remember to look over them."

As he passed by the celebrating teens he walked over to Deku who was clutching his broken finger and handed him a slip.

"And Midoriya, go to Recovery Girl's office and get yourself checked out."

But then I saw an oppurtunity as I walked over and cleared my throat, making them both turn to me.

"Actually, I don't think there'll be a need. Deku, can I see your finger?"

That made Aizawa raise an eyebrow while Deku flustered and sweated.

"Eh? Ah? W-what do you mean by that Hakari-kun?"

Altough he said that, he freely extended his hand to me and I grabbed his wrist, looking at his sickly purple finger.

"Wow, you really fucked up your finger. Lemme just give a little help."

I switched to Minor Cure and let the healing energy seep into Midoriya's finger; both his and Aizawa's eyes widened as the purple colour started receding. It took about a minute for the finger to return to normal colour and for Midoriya to flex it in amazement.

"Sorry if it's a bit sore. I just learned I could do this. So I'm not that good with it."

Deku's eyes sparkled in pure amazement as he regarded me.

"T-this is amazing, Hakari-kun! How can you heal on top of your tail and arms? And you jumped out of the window and arrived before us, too!"

"I was going to ask you about this Hakari. Your official quirk record just lists demon arms. Care to explain?"

Yes, that was quite problematic, wasn't it? I avoided registering while training for UA to not get randomly kidnapped by the big evil potato man known as All for One or get snatched up by the Government to be groomed into an assassin.

...And because I could not be bothered to deal with bureaucracy, not gonna lie. One of the only worth-it perks of the Yakuza were all of the legal backdoors I had access to.

"Y'see teach, I didn't know I had multiple quirks until after I left the hospital. And I guess it's a lot of quirks in one Quirk due to how it works. Anyway, by the time I realised I was already spending time catching up with training for UA, so I never really had the time to get it registered."

Aizawa listened to my explanation with a blank face while Deku did that Deku thing, where he kept muttering to himself about my ability so I simply put him out of mind.

"Alright, sounds rational." Every single time I hear the word Rational from his mouth, my urge to strangle him increases. "I'll inform the principal about it, and he'll decide what to do. He may call you to him soon enough, so keep your schedule open."

He said that while texting who I assumed was the Principal, so I nodded in response.

Hopefully, my Ability being oddly similar to that boiled potato-looking half-dead wannabe demon king won't cause many problems.

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~Hakari Kotaro~

Today's school day ended rather early because today was actually supposed to be the day when the students have their orientation to be taught about the school, introductions, yada yada. At least in class, I made a point to try to chat to at least every person in my class to at least get their name.

...There is a reason I've been calling everyone by nicknames like Grape Boy or Multi Arm Guy. I just did not remember their names.

It's been a while since I've watched MHA, cut me some slack.

I also learned that Toga and Mina had been in the same exam place and helped each other during the exam, so they naturally became friends. Mina was friendly and incredibly hot, too. I told Toga and Mina to head ahead of me to spend some time together so that Toga could socialise some more while I planned to make some more pachinko trips. Because more money was always good money. Even if I had to exercise more caution when going there.

But as I was thinking of scamming with my increased luck and the messages in my head, I was approached by someone calling out to me in a soft and warm feminine voice.

"Hakari-kun, would you mind sparing a moment to talk with me?"

The girl that approached me made my eyes widen, because holy damn, that was definitely the second largest pair of breasts I had ever seen, right behind Mt. Lady, because that wasn't a comparison.

The girl who had approached me was decently tall for a girl, but still only reached about my nose in height. She was downright gorgeous, outclassing basically any model I had seen and was a top contender for most beautiful girl in class with her silky black hair and obsidian eyes. Her very voluptuous figure also helped her case a lot.

Momo Yaoyorozu.

"Yes? Yaoyorozu-san right? What is it?"

I truly had no idea why she would approach me in all honestly. I had avoided approaching her myself since I had a small dislike for rich people due to dealing with the worst ones during my time in the Yakuza.

She smiled lightly at my confirmation as she went to my side.

"Thank you, as we are classmates and you managed to score first in the class compared to me, I wanted to hear some of your thoughts and wanted to ask you about some things."

Hmm, so she wanted to talk because I surpassed her in class, eh? I took a moment to answer while reading the Seek Guidance messages around her.

'Large Chest ahead, try double-wielding.'

'Praise the chest!'

'Treasured Cooperator ahead.'

'Sheltered Girl ahead.'

'Trustworthy fellow.'

Well, I could put aside some time to make connections, I suppose. Definitely not because of her large chest. I was not a shallow man.

...I lie, I am definitely a man shallow enough to make friends with a girl just because she is pretty.

"Sure, I was just heading for food, would you like to come with so we can eat while we talk?"

She put a finger on her lips before nodded.

"Alright, my chauffeur is waiting for me, but I'm sure they will understand once they learn I am taking the time to acquaint myself with a fellow classmate. Where do you plan to head, Hakari-san?"

I saw her quickly test on the phone and shook my head with an amused smile. I forgot that she was rich, rich, sure, I was treated like a VIP in life for how much I did, but I was not Yaoyorozu rich.

"I know a place, follow me, it's not far from here."

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~Hakari Kotaro~

"This place is certainly niche! I haven't been anywhere like this before."

I had taken Momo to my favourite ramen stall that I had found before Toga and her knives found me using Seek Guidance to find the best one of the bunch. She looked around the stall with awe in her eyes.

"First time in a Street Stall?"

The looks people sent our way upon seeing our UA Uniforms definitely made me feel a certain way. I was not a fan of attention on me, but Momo handled it as naturally as breathing.

"Yes! I am a fan of ramen but I usually had them in restaurants or our private chef made it for us. Could I trouble you to order in my place? I'd prefer if it were not spicy please."

How formally she talked felt weird for me, most politicians and business owners my "family" did business with were the scum of the earth so she was very refreshing.

I looked at the text on the table in front of her.

'Can't go wrong with Tonkotsu.'

'Piggy!'

"Alright, old man, give us two bowls of Tonkotsu Ramen, please." The silent middle-aged man behind the counter nodded and started preparing while I turned to Momo. "Hey, mind if I call you Momo? Yaoyorozu is a bit of a... mouthful."

She only thought for a moment before nodding.

"That sounds fine, after all I am the one bothering you here. Now then, I would like to ask you Hakari-kun. Why would you risk yourself to call Aizawa-sensei's bluff when you were guarenteed to succeed and knew it was a bluff?"

"What if it wasn't? One of my quirks give me some... knowledge let's say. Aizawa is not a forgiving teacher, and I did not want to risk the futures of my classmates on his faulty judging criteria. If you want to know, look up how the year before us fared against him."

Momo's mouth opened a bit and she looked at me with eyes full of admiration.

"I see! I may have overlooked somethings. How noble Hakari-kun!"

Not exactly noble when I knew everyone would pass I'd say. I just wanted Aizawa to eat shit at the moment, but I had no reason to pop her bubble.

A moment later, the middle-aged man dropped out ramen bowls in front of us while muttering a quiet "Enjoy your meal.". We both picked up our chopsticks and started eating while Momo made a humming noise of approval.

"Mmm, indeed this is definitely delectable. Now, mind if I ask you about your quirk, Hakari-kun? It is rather... hard to figure out. It's fine if you do not want to answer! I do not want to be seen as pushy."

I waved her worries away. I'd have to talk about my quirk with someone eventually anyway.

"No worries, my quirk is actually rather unique, in that I keep developing new quirks as time goes on. I can only use some of them at a time. Hell, I sometimes randomly pop out items too. For example, my tail and the claws I used were separate quirks. I can also link doors to other doors in a building, like how I jumped out of the window. I can also conjure candy and heal wounds, too."

Momo's eyes sparkled as I created candy syrup on the tip of my fingers.

"That is definitely a very powerful quirk Hakari-kun! No wonder you managed to score first place. I have heard of very few quirks like yours but none as powerful."

This is bad. A cute girl feeding my ego this much might make me a little bit conceited. I'll have to double down on the negative self-talk to compensate.

"Thanks Momo-chan. Hearing a cute girl praise a guy so much might make it all go to his head though."

That made her blush a little and turn her face. While I was thinking about how cute it looked she turned back to me while coughing into her fist.

"Ahem, so, what do you call your qurik Hakari-kun? I didn't seem to catch it."

How cute, she is changing the topic. But the question she posed was a real one. What do I call my quirk?

...Would that work? Seems like it would create more trouble than not.

Do it.

Why though?

It funny.

...Whelp, I'm convinced.

"I call my quirk..."

I couldn't help but grin.

"All in One."

A/N: This is the start of a budding friendship, yes, Izuku did indeed exist even if I did not draw attention to him. Also, having a healing ability where they are a definite scarcity will come in tremendously useful in all cases and open a lot of doors.

Momo's big momo's take the stage! I never did give her much focus on the original run of gambler and I intend to rectify that. Hakari is really out of his comfort zone talking with a good rich person. What did you guys think about the scene between Hakari and Momo? I'd love to know.

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~Hakari Kotaro~

After parting with Momo, who was picked up by her private driver, I headed home with a pep in my step. Not only did I get a very good healing ability, but I finally managed to come up with a name for my "Quirk", which I had been struggling with for the longest time.

When I got back home, Toga decided to make up the lost time very thoroughly.

...I lost a lotta blood. Not that I blamed her, I was more than happy to

feed her quirky fixation after all.

But it did help me discover something. Lesser Cure wounds couldn't recover lost blood or limbs. Probably because its rank was too low. Thankfully, Hypno's Sleeping Mask accelerated recovery took care of the issue overnight.

If it weren't for that thing, I probably would have had a much worse time getting into UA.

Speaking of, after spending time working out and satisfying Toga's ravenous appetite for both the fluid in my veins and the fluid in my nethers I had quickly fallen asleep from exhaustion along with Toga.

Not physical exhaustion, of course, but more with my energy reserves. Unlike quirks, which just regularly exhausted their users like muscles, mine seemed to pull from some sort of nebulous energy source inside my being.

If I overuse it, I start feeling lethargic and exhausted regardless of the condition of my body, and if I keep pushing past that, I start bleeding, like trying to wring water out of a dry sponge.

But nothing some rest didn't fix. Especially thanks to Hypnos, the homie.

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~Hakari Kotaro~

Classes had actually started at UA, and it was... more different than I expected. First of all, all teachers were Pro Heroes. All of them, without fail. Well, for the Hero course at least. And they clearly were not teachers foremost.

I may not have pulled any teaching skills from the gacha, but I had gone to high school before, and I was familiar with Japanese teachers. While Present Mic was trying his best with English and wasn't actually that bad compared to some teachers I had, it was quite clear he was not very experienced with this whole business.

I had doubts as to the logistics of this whole operation, but I'm not known for my intelligence nor my decision-making abilities.

After the first day, the class quickly started splitting off into subgroups, too, with some exceptions. Toga, Mina, and Toru seemed to be the cheerful gyaru group type, which, for some reason, also seemed to include Kirishima, who also hung out around me quite a lot.

"So you're Toga-chan's boyfriend, huh? I can certainly see the appeal~."

Mina was a bit of a teaser type; she acted somewhere between a gyaru and a cheery girl. She got along with Toga like chocolate and peanut butter.

"Hehe~ I know, right? He is the best and he has a massi- uwah!"

I shut Toga up from saying some nonsense by flicking some toffee consistency candy into her mouth. Surprising both Mina and Toru as Toga silently chewed the candy with an aggrieved expression.

"Whoa! What was that, Hakari-kun?"

Toru put her hands on the table and leaned forward and so did Mina in curiosity as I created some more candy syrup flowing between my fingers.

"This? This is Candy, my other quirk, it allows me to create and manipulate candy."

That got an exclamation of surprise from Mina.

"Wait, you really do have multiple quirks? That's kinda freaky. How does that even work?"

"Yeah! I thought your quirk was just very varied or something."

I crossed my arms and leaned back in my chair as I faced the questions of the two girls, while Toga watched in amusement while chewing on her candy.

"What can I say? I'm a man of many talents. I'd explain how my quirk works, but it would take too long. So what would you prefer? That I spend the whole recess explaining my quirk, or would you prefer if I gave you guys some candy?"

I created appetising-looking pink candy and saw Mina look at the syrup nearly dripping from my fingers(nearly because I was not cleaning all that up.), and I assumed Tooru was also at my candy as well, although it was quite hard to tell with her being invisible and all, I just assumed due to her body language.

They exchanged a look.

"...Well, we will learn about it anyway, right? Gimme!"

"I agree with Mina-chan."

It brought a small smile to my lips as I conjured some candy balls and handed them over to the girls. The candies were pretty dense and would last in their mouths for about an hour.

It was a bit concerning how willing they were to just put candy coming out of a man's hands in their mouths.

"Mmm, it's quite good, Hakari-kun!"

"Yeah, I like it! It's a nice quirk."

As the girls talked about the dubious candy coming out of my body, Aizawa entered the room, immediately silencing everyone despite it being recess. Without waiting a moment, he pointed me out.

"Hakari, the principal expects you in his office. Hurry it up."

With that, Aizawa left as quickly as he entered, but the attention was still on me, which made me sigh.

"What's up with that Hakari-kun?"

"Yeah, is there a problem?"

Mina asked curiously while Toga asked with a rather ominous edge to her voice, making me raise my arms.

"Everythin's fine. Just need to get my quirk registration sorted. I'll be back by the end of the next class, probably."

I got up from my seat, dusted myself off and opened the window.

"Well then, see ya'll later."

I jumped out of the window without waiting to hear a response. Instead of falling out, I appeared jumping out of the door to the men's bathroom on the same floor as the principal's office.

Man, I will never get tired of Door Crossing.

Walking over to the principal's office, I knocked on the door and got a quick response: a weird voice that sounded like a small man trying to sound cutesy told me to come in, and I did.

"Hello there Hakari-kun! I'm your principcal Nezu! Am I a bear? A mouse? Who knows!"

I admit, even if I expected it, I still got blindsided by the principle being a midget sized humanoid rat standing behind his desk and looking very plushie-like. And that scar on his face looked pretty goddamn gnarly.

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~Nezu~

Nezu scanned his student who entered the room, he didn't look that out of the ordinary to his eyes, he was tall and lean with medium-long unruly dirty blonde hair with piercing yellow eyes. His body language told him that despite feeling somewhat nervous due to meeting him, Hakari did not seem to be afraid of being busted for anything.

Nezu had a lot of experience dealing with All for One's agents.

"Principal Nezu, you called me about my quirk?"

His gaze briefly wandered over to All Might, right now in his "Mr. Yagi" from sitting on the corner of the room, but he averted his gaze, now looking at the ground. Perhaps a nervous response?

"Indeed Hakari-kun! I couldn't help but notice how out of the ordinary your quirk was, but then again, they are called quirks, right? Mind explaining to me how your quirk works so that I can change your official registry, Hakari-kun?"

He noticed Yagi tense, in the event that the confrontation turned hostile, All Might was in the room, but Nezu hoped with all his heart that it did not turn out that way. He wanted to trust his students and for his students to be able to trust him.

Nezu, out of all people, knew the value of trust very well.

Noticing Hakari hesitated to speak and look at the ground instead, Nezu softened his voice but still spoke firmly. At least he was not tense and only seemed to hesitate.

"Hakari-kun, we at UA only have your best interests. No matter what answer you give, you will still be my student, and I will still be responsible for you. So don't be nervous."

There were so many possible things Hakari could be, and Nezu did not want to exclude any possibilities. Nezu had not been given any reason to distrust Hakari other than his odd quirk, and while he was cautious because of that, he refused to let his paranoia baselessly accuse his students.

Hakari seemed to come to a decision as he lifted his eyes from the floor.

"Sensei, do you know Gachapon machines?"

"Gachapon?"

Nezu furrowed his brows. He had used some gachapon machines out of interest, but they quickly became boring once he started calculating their values.

"Yes, I am aware."

"Then that will make this easier to explain. My ability is kind of like a Gachapon machine. Except instead of giving trinkets and stuff, it gives me abilities, knowledge, items and even changes to my body. I can only use two abilities at a time right now, and some of the perks I got grant inhuman stamina, as you have seen. I... think you can get the gist of why I didn't rush to get it registered."

Nezu sat in silence and cradled his chin in contemplation. He sensed no intent to deceive in Hakari's words. And his quirk lined up pretty well with the explanation he gave. It was a strong quirk, no that did not begin to cover it, considering how little time Hakari had it, yet he scored first place in his exam.

It was certainly an implausible quirk, but definitely not impossible if Stars and Stripes and Manga-kun were any indication. And there was the Russian hero Lotto, who had a gambling quirk, so it was not out of the realm of possibility.

And Nezu was also grateful, if not a bit disturbed, about the caution his student showed the government. If he had had his quirk registered, he probably would have been inaugurated the same way Lady Nagant was.

He saw Yagi flinch and understood it well; it was an ability eerily similar to that of All for One

"Well, that is certainly a powerful quirk, Hakari-kun. Could you give us some examples so that we can understand it better? And is there any limits to your ability?"

He nodded and Nezu watched as syrup seemed to drip out of his skin like molten candy.

"My ability seems to go off of something like achievements. The more impressive or meaningful something I accomplish is, the more chance I have of getting something good. I got this ability, Candy Manipulation from scoring first in the exam. It allows me to create and manipulate candy constructs."

The candy seemed to vanish without any sign of it ever being there as Nezu fell into thought.

"I can only use 2 of my abilities at a time, but that seems to increase over time. As I have said, I also have inhuman stamina and I got this bag from finishing top 10 in the written exam. Its actual size inside of it is around a kilometer square and I can retrieve things out of it as I want."

Nezu watched with his beady eye as Hakari reached into a golden bag and pulled out a chair like a clown getting out of a clown car.

"That is..."

Nezu genuienly felt lost for words at the moment, which was something he rarely was.

"Whacky, right? I don't know how it works either. Also, if you are going to register my quirk, I named it All in One."

"URKH!!!"

He directed a concerned gaze towards his student as he keeled over on his chair upon hearing the name of the quirk, and Nezu shared the sentiment. It was... kind of ominous that Hakari would have such a powerful quirk and pick a name so in line with All Might's nemesis.

But again, it was Nezu's job to ensure that Hakari did not fall to villany.

Seemingly taking their silence as some sort of judgement Hakari continued.

"Get it? All in One as in everything in one quirk, and it's a put with All in cause my quirk has a gacha element."

Thankfully, that did somewhat help lift the morose mood as Nezu chuckled and Yagi tried to get his heart to beat again.

"Alright Hakari-kun, I'll make sure to take note of that. Now you better hurry up to not miss your next class, young man!"

Seeing Hakari assent and nod curtly before leaving Nezu sighed, feeling the warnings of an incoming headache.

A/N: Hakari does a little trolling; he likes to mess with people and door crossing is very conducive to messing with people. I love writing him. And his relationships in the class are slowly but steadily developing. Hope you guys like the class interactions to flesh out his relationships.

Coming is a good idea, and a definitely good idea when the voices in your head written on the ground are telling you its a good idea. Hakari may distrust autority but when the show and even his ability is saying to trust Nezu, he has no reason not to.

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~Principal Nezu~

As Nezu stood silent in thought, his former student, Toshinori, got up from his chair and sat on one closer to Nezu with a shaky sigh.

"His quirk is... so similar to his. Not to mention his naming sense."

Nezu chuckled, much to Yagi's plight.

"Yes, it is quite similar, isn't it? But he is about as far from All for One as you can get personality-wise. Though I admit, Young Hakari does not strike me as someone with the spirit of a hero."

That seemed to alarm his former student as he suddenly stood up straight and looked Nezu in the eyes.

"What do you mean, Sensei?"

Nezu reached over and took a calm sip from his coffee mug.

"Hakari-kun does not seem like someone with the traditional hero spirit. Unlike Midoriya-kun, he is not the type to thoughtlessly rush into danger to save someone. Some may even call him not hero material."

Nezu was fairly old, and he had met and seen a lot of people; he knew Hakari-kun's type. His eyes looked jaded, scrutinising. The look of someone who has seen too much from life to subscribe to any idealism. And the eyes of someone who did not weigh their own morality.

Yes, he had seen that look on the faces of quite a lot of villains.

"Then... what do we do, Sensei?"

He chuckled.

"Hakari-kun has so much potential, maybe even more potential than anyone we have seen, if the words of his quirk hold true. Maybe he would be an even worse villain than even All for One hahaha!"

Seeing the darkening look on Yagi's face, Nezu decided to stop joking at his expense.

"But that means he can also be a hero greater than even you. It all depends on how we nurture his potential. He may not have the heart of a hero, but that can be cultivated over time. Heroes are not born, and neither are villains."

He did not know what kind of past Hakari had to look like that, but he knew something for certain.

For the time being, Hakari was still his student.

"I opened UA to help people become heroes. Because the world needs more heroes. We teach people to become heroes here, so we will guide Hakari-kun to be a hero. That is simply all."

Yagi seemed ever so slightly relieved as he slumped back onto the chair and ran a hand through his hair. He was not convinced, but Yagi knew better than to dismiss his words.

"I... see."

Nezu tapped his desk with an amused expression.

"He is your student, too! You'd better work hard on guiding him towards the right path, Toshinori!"

Seeing the paling expression on his former student, Nezu took a small sip fo satisfaction from his cup.

'I hold high expectations from you, Hakari-kun. I hope you can meet them.'

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~Hakari Kotaro~

That meeting went unexpectedly well.

In the end, I decided to come as clean as possible. Well, as clean as I could reasonably come out as. It was a hard decision, and I needed some consultation from Seek Guidance, but I did not regret my decision.

It would be rather career-killing to lie to the Nezu and All Might's face and be caught as a liar later on. And really, there was no reason to lie about the mechanics of my ability since it was not like it was impossible to happen in a world like this.

And if I knew anything, it was that Nezu and All Might were more than trustworthy.

Besides, carrying secrets and maintaining lies just... sucks.

The constant stress of trying to keep up appearances, maintaining a web of lies and navigating verbal minefields. I did not want to deal with a life like that.

The whole reason I wanted to become a Hero was because I was tired of being a criminal, I was tired of stepping on eggshells. My goal is a simpler life, and so lying would yield the opposite results of what I wanted.

Besides, being forthcoming has its perks.

Feat Achieved! Tell the (abridged)truth about your power

+1x Gold Trait Gacha Ticket

Rolling Gold Trait Gacha...

A Rare Trait!

[Void Childe]

|Rare|

You are a child of the void, giving you enhanced spatial awareness, you can sense a portal opening a kilometre away and all Space-based abilities are more potent and you master them faster.**

Whoa now, that is pretty damn good. I can feel some sort of enhanced sense, although I couldn't pinpoint, I felt like I knew where I was in relation to the world around me far better.

Now then, it said something about more potent Space-Based abilities?

To test it, I slotted in Door Crossing and immediately felt the difference.

I could feel ALL doors in this building. Exactly where they were and how to connect them. Even slightly past the doors too, so I knew when someone would pass through the door I was targeting.

This is definitely one of the better traits I could have gotten. Now I just gotta hope I roll more space stuff.

Speaking of, I should probably drop by the lunch room, it should be about time for lunch.

...Should I drop through one of the ceiling tiles? Apparently, those are valid targets for my ability.

Nah, no need to cause unnecessary trouble.

Wait.

The only thing my Door crossing is really concerned about is the target being connected and leading to another room. If I bought a porta-potty and stored it in the bag of holding, wouldn't I always have something use with Door Crossing?

Food for thought.

Throwing open one of the windows, I stepped out of it and into the lunch hall to grab some lunch.

The food hall in UA was premium stuff. Although you had to pay for your food, everything was both cheap and gourmet. And it was manned by Lunch Rush, a pro hero that could cook faster than 50 people could manage working together.

I still preferred Toga's food, but this was more of what I was used to.

Seeing as I was rich down to my bones, I bought some steak and eggs as well as a salad(just because I was a Yakuza doesn't mean I don't care for my health). Just as I was about to head over to the table Toga and Mina were sitting at, I saw Ochako and a rather embarrassed Izuku waving me over. Naturally curious, I walked over to their table and set my tray down.

"Sup, Deku, how's the finger doin'? And how are you, Uraraka-chan?"

"Oh, I- umm, yeah I'm doing well thanks for asking Hakari-kun. And thanks for healing my finger back there."

Ochako nodded in tandem with broccoli-boy.

"Yeah, you were super cool during the test, Hakari-kun. I couldn't do much myself other than the ball throw. How did you heal Deku-kun, though?"

Oh boy, here I go explaining again.

After my quick abridged explanation of the Chaos Gacha as a quirk, both of them were reasonably awed.

"That's so strong...! No wonder you scored first in the exam and tests! I bet you don't have to worry about the class later today, I bet."

"Thanks, you weren't so bad yourself, y'know? Antigravity can't be easy to use in combat as well as you do. Must have trained for quite a while to use it like that."

Ochako blushed and rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment.

"Aww shucks- I-I mean oh geez, thanks Hakari-kun, I did train pretty hard. Feels nice to be recognised."

A Kansai dialect? That's cute.

Deku on the other hand was...

"Multiplequirks?Buthowdoesthatwork?Isitreallymultiplequirksorjustthe manywaysasinglequirkmanifestedSomequirkshavemultipleeffextsbutneversomethinglikeatransformationquirkandanemitterhealingquirkpairedtogether-"

I put a hand on poor green man's shoulder.

"Remember to breathe man. If you have questions, you can just ask them instead of going out of breath. You really need to learn how to use your internal monologue sometimes."

That broke him out of his rather annoying stupor as he shrank into himself. This kid was just... a beacon of confidence, wasn't he?

"S-sorry, hope I didn't annoy you too much. But since you mentioned it can I ask you some questions?"

With those words, he pulled a notepad out of nowhere, making me raise an eyebrow.

"Do you just bring that everywhere-"

But I was cut short by a blue-haired, tall boy who loomed over our table with a steely gaze and a food tray gripped tightly in his hands.

"Hello, you three! Would you if I joined you for this meal?!"

Ochako chortled, whispering "so intense!" to herself while Midoriya seemed slightly intimidated by him. He shot me a gaze, looking for my opinion, to which I responded with a neutral nod.

"Oh, sure Ida-kun!"

"Thank you Midoriya-kun! And Hakari-kun, I cannot help but express my admiration for your work on the quirk apprehension test! Your behaviour was truly exemplary!"

With Ida joining us, the lunch passed by rather fast with all of our talking, and after lunch was the class that every student had been waiting for ever since they enrolled here.

"I AM ENTERING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!!!"

The entire class was shocked when one moment, nobody was at the door and then the next moment, All Might all but flash-stepped into the classroom with a 45% degree lean as he grabbed onto the doorframe in a strange way.

"It's actually All Might!" "Isn't that his Silver Age costume? So cool!"

The entire class held varying levels of excitement at the sight of the man, even including Toga, who seemed awestruck by his presence. And I could relate, despite knowing too much about the man, he had an aura of... being larger than life.

And not just because he stood over 2 meters tall.

He did a strange walk towards the podium in the centre of the classroom, yet even those strange movements did not seem strange with his sheer charisma. Was it the way he carried himself? Was it what I knew about him? I didn't know. But his presence just screamed the word-

Hero.

"Good afternoon everyone! I teach Basic Hero Training! It's a subject where you train in the various fundamentals of being a Hero! This is the subject you will have the most units of!"

"Without further ado, let's get right to what we have for today..." All Might flexed and reached into his pocket before pulling out a sign with the words "battle" written on it. "Battle Training!"

The news that we would finally get to fight in Hero school certainly boiled the hot blood of my classmates. Especially because almost everyone was eager to prove themselves to their idol.

"And to go along with that are these!"

All Might pointed to the wall behind us, where numerous rows of cases emerged from the wall.

"Your costumes based on the letters you sent to the school before the start of the semester and your quirk registrations."

"Now, hurry up and change into your costumes and come to Ground Beta!"

Everyone scrambled to get to their cases, and I, with my height advantage, managed to grab mine pretty quickly. Hauling the hefty metal briefcase over my shoulder, I sent a brief salute to everyone else.

"You heard him, everyone."

"Is he going to-"

Someone seemed to catch onto what I was going to do as I flung myself towards the window in one smooth motion and vanished from the classroom, much to the shock of everyone once again.

Man, I love Door Crossing.

A/N: Nezu is a great principal, especially when it comes to kids like Hakari. He figured him out in the first meeting, but that can be a good thing. Hakari may be experienced with dealing with authority, but he isn't even thirty, while Nezu is like a grandpa(All Might is 50+ and Nezu was still his principal back then). How the chips will fall is anyone's guess from now.

Finally, it's time for Battle Trials, I have a pretty good idea for this one. And I'm not going to be following the cannon matchups for this one. I'd love to hear what you guys think the matchups are going to end up as.

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~Kotaro Hakari~

Thanks to my famous and patented vanishing technique, I was able to once again change into my hero costume without having to deal with anyone else.

As for my costume, I had designed it with the help of Toga. Of course, more like me designing it and her randomly shooting me nonsensical suggestions and generally having fun. She did have a pretty good fashion sense though.

My design philosophy for my costume was just: Comfortable and Simple.

You would have an easier time catching me working an office job than seeing me wear spandex willingly. Especially those outside spandex undies.

Unless you are Batman or Superman, there is no way of rocking that shit without making a fool of yourself.

And I still had my pride, while I talk shit about it constantly, I was still once a high-ranking Yakuza. I'd be laughed to the grave if I started wearing underwear outside of spandex.

I am doing a mercy on the people I have killed and not letting their killers start being a hero in public, wearing skin-tight spandex and underwear on the inside.

So I settled for something in between practical and cool, I still had to be a poster boy and all.

A skintight long-sleeve black shirt that served to highlight the currently middling muscles I've built and to avoid anything that would get easily grabbed or snagged. It would look great once I built myself back into brick territory. The pants were standard cargo black cargo pants with a modified belt specifically to hold my bag of holding for easy access. And then a yellow jacket over all of it, like David's jacket without the white stripes, to be able to be used in a colder environment and because I thought it looked really cool.

Having dressed into my outfit and put my change of clothes into my bag of holding, I walked out of the changing room and walked to the training grounds we were supposed to meet at.

It took several minutes for everyone else to change. I took that time to get into position and watch everyone enter from one of the top floors of the buildings in the training grounds using Door Crossing. Once about half the people were there, I exited from the front entrance of the building, surprising Tsuyu and Ochako, who saw me come in along with Toga.

"Wow! That looks pretty cool Hakari-kun! You give off that cool vibe, like you're all business or something. I should've specified my own better... it ended up being skintight."

Ochako exclaimed while tugging at her bodysuit that hugged her curves perfectly, reflecting her plush body excellently.

I shook my head.

"Don't worry, Ochako-chan, I'm sure the designers knew what they were doing. You look great."

"R-really? I guess they were."

Tsuyu nodded to Ochako in agreement with me, which was not something I expected.

"Skintight suits aren't that bad -ribbit. Well, I am biased since my suit needs to be tight to reduce drag while going underwater. I really like yours too Hakari-kun, although it lacks a bit of imagination."

I got a better look at Tsuyu's outfit and could only praise hero culture for making skintight costumes so mainstream. Her green bodysuit highlighted her athletic figure and developed thighs very well. Out of reflex, I managed to adjust my pants and belt without suspicion.

"Hey guys~! How are you doing~? What do you think of my outfit~?"

Toga skipped over with an infectious enthusiasm that brought a ghost of a smile to my lips. I had helped design her outfit, and it looked great. It looked like a parodied Vampire outfit with a large cowl over her(loose enough that she wouldn't lose it when transforming) alongside a white top and red skirt with black leggings. It even had a cute lil' jabot around her neck.

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"That looks so cute Toga-chan!"

"It really does."

"Ehehehe~"

Toga preened under praise; she seemed to really, really like praise. It was my suggestion to lean into the parody vampire aesthetic to present her quirk as something tied more to the whole movie vampire aesthetic rather than a creepy doppleganger one. But as we were focused on our conversation, All Might clapped his hands and gathered everyone around him.

"Now that everyone is here! It is time to conduct the battle training!"

But Ida, dressed in his speed warrior costume, raised a hand in question.

"Sensei! Seeing as we are in the entrance exam battle grounds is it safe to assume we will be conducting urban combat training once more?"

All Might simply shook his head and did an exaggerated motion again.

"No, although a lot of villain combat occurs outside, the truly devious ones are the ones who hide indoors, black deals, hostages, trafficking et cetera! You have to be ready for all situations. This is why today all of you will be splitting into teams of two and having indoor battles against each other."

Tsuyu raised an innocent question.

"Fighting already without basic training -ribbit?"

"Indeed, this battle is to understand those basics! Experience is the greatest teacher. Basic Training will come when you realise what you need to learn!"

That I very much agreed with, I didn't get so great at fighting by watching videos or being thought but by being constantly thrown into the deep end of combat, like my supervisor just leaning me alone after going into enemy territory with me after realizing we were outnumbered.

After that, All Might was bombarded with questions that he read out the answers to from a pre-prepared piece of paper before explaining the rules of the exercise.

2 Teams of 2 people, coded villains and heroes, set to fight in a 5-story building. The villains had to protect their nuke for a certain amount of time, and won if the time was up or they defeated all of the heroes. And the heroes won if they managed to touch the nuke prop or restrain the villains with the provided capture tape and handcuffs.

As for how the teams were decided...

"Of course we will be drawing lots!!!"

Well, I believed in my luck, so I was more than fine with it. I eagerly watched them be pulled, and my eyes were drawn to a few rolls.

Team A: Izuku Midoriya & Santa Hero

Team B: Katsuki Bakugou & Momo Yaoyorozu

Team C: Himiko Toga & Kirishima Eijiro

...

Team H(Hero): Kotaro Hakari & Mina Ashido

"Yo! Hakari-kun! It seems like we'll be the slimy duo! I'm sour and you're sweet!"

Mina sauntered over to me and slung an over my shoulder, coming very close, and giving me a great peek at her uncovered cleavage showing a generous amount of pink breasts due to her outfit being both skintight yet leaving a boob window which just barely made up for the absolute criminal colouring of her neon pink and cyan leopard print design.

"Indeed, it seems like we'll have to pull the devious gloob on our enemies, Mina."

"Hehehe, with my slick sour slime and your sticky sweet stuff, we will be unstoppable!"

I can feel her poaching my singular brain cell.

On the side, I saw Toga give a meaningful look that was cut short by All Might announcing the matchups.

And it ended up...

Team B vs Team H

Not great.

Bakugou was rather strong, and Momo could cause some problems if she is properly motivated, but her kit is just not suited for this kind of engagement.

"Villain team, head to the building, set up your base, you have 5 minutes before the heroes come busting down the doors, so use it wisely! The rest of you follow me into the Monitoring room!"

All Might and the rest of the class went to the monitoring room, with Deku giving me a meaningful look and doing the same for Explosive Temper, but Bakugou was too preoccupied with giving me death glares to notice it.

"Alright, let's go, Hakari-kun! The Slimy Squad is in action!"

As she said that, I tilted my sight and read the Guidance.

'Time for Slime!'

'What a sticky situation.'

'Time for Slime!'

'Time for Slime!'

I sighed and shook my head fondly, raising my head from the Seek Guidance messages and following Mina to the building and dragging the mock nuclear bomb with us.

⚀—⚁⚂⚃—⚄—•⚅•—⚄—⚃⚂⚁—⚀

~Kotaro Hakari~

"So... what do we do, Hakari-kun? What is our battle plan? I'm not too good with this plan stuff and all."

I adjusted the earpiece and re-checked my abilities before answering Mina. We were currently set up at the very top of the building after I Door Crossed us there.

"Quite simple really. I'm basically perfect for this situation, unless they start demolishing the building, they won't be able to advance since I already Door Crossed every opening on the lower floor, they will keep looking and will be unable to advance. And due to being heroes, they cannot just bring the building down."

Mina rubbed her chin and nodded, trying to seem wise.

"I see, you're really smart huh Hakari-kun? I couldn't have come up with that on my own. So do we just wait them out?"

Mina said while pacing around listlessly.

"Wouldn't call it smart, I'd call it being resourceful. And no, just sitting around doing nothing is letting them come up with a way to outsmart us. Once they have let their guard down thinking this is it, we will unleash our attacks through the window, and Door Cross them to their location to immobilise them in one move."

"Nice! That means we'll get to slime them nice and good. Our quirks work really well indoors after all."

I nodded to Mina and waited for All Might to sound the start.

"Alright! Prep time is over everyone, let the training exercise... begin!"

The earpieces sounded, and around a half minute passed without anything happening. Except for the occasional impotent explosion happening in the distance.

I had no doubts that Bakugou was trying to get past my Door Crossing and getting pissed, since I felt new possible targets for Door Crossing were getting opened up by the second as he blew holes in the walls. But what do you know?

They also counted as valid targets, so he was just exhausting himself for no reason. I faced the door and created a liquid candy lance that I was ready to sling at the door the moment another pathway was created. But as I waited for a second and another, I got a sinking feeling.

...He wouldn't, right?

...He probably would.

Oh yeah, he definitely will.

"Mina!"

Taking the silence as an eerie warning, I leapt into action, grabbing Mina by the wrist and pumping candy from my legs to the floor, covering it and reinforcing it with as hard a candy as I could produce.

"W-what!?"

Mina was surprised to silence when I grabbed her and hugged her tight to my body, but her shock did not have the privilege of lasting long when-

-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!

The entire building shook, and a shockwave ripped through everything, the glasses shattered, and cracks appeared in the walls. I could feel the gaping hole that was created in the building, a hole too big to be called a door.

That mad fucking bastard.

Seems like this won't be so easy after all.

A/N: The slimy duo is real!!! Mina and Hakari are on the same wavelength. If you add Toga to their midst, it's too many people using the same brain cell at once. Also, I had to make Toga wear the Draculina-like outfit; it suited her too much.

Mina and Hakari vs Bakugou and Momo, a very scuffed matchup on all sides. But it does make for an entertaining one. Hakari will not have an easy time against Bakugou. Fandom shitting on him constantly may make you forget but Bakugou is an actual monster with his quirk second only to Shoto.

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~Kotaro Hakari~

"What happened!?"

I let go of the dazed and surprised Mina to turn around with a stern expression.

"Bakubastard happened, the building won't take another one of those and still stand on its legs. And I can't employ Door Crossing while the building is like this. You stay here and guard the bomb, I'll go on the offensive. If he gets past me somehow, gloober him."

"Got it."

Mina gave a resolute nod, nodding back I focused on Door Crossing before jumping through the window and into to an entrance with a better viewing location. I did a few jumps before I saw Bakugou walking up the giant chasm he carved into the building.

'Sweet Shackles.'

I formed my candy into two ropes of hard candy chains that shot out towards Bakugou's leg, intending to ensnare him before immobilising him and putting cuffs on him.

"So there you are, you Yankee fucker!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Perhaps I had underestimated him. Despite his anger, he was alert, and the moment he heard the chains form, he turned around and started blasting towards me at speeds that made me uncomfortable. He boosted himself with his explosions before raising a crackling hand towards me with a feral smile.

Boom!

"Get back here you fucking coward! You scared?!"

In response, I simply jumped back through the door I came from and emerged on the lower floors instead. Best to take out Momo before she can start working around Bakugou. I tried a few doors before I found her with her bare chest bared towards where I emerged from, creating a net that emerged from her chest area with a soft pink glow.

I only had a moment to appreciate her massive chest completely naked, with her big nipples and all, before both of us regained our cognisance.

"!"

Seeing me appear before her without any fanfare or any pre preparation she was frozen in place by shock, which gave me all of the initiative I needed.

'Sticky Splash!'

I raised my hand and let out a spray of thin yet sticky candy syrup all over Momo, covering her in white candy that made it harder to move, while my other hand created more viscous ropes that shot forward and snared her.

"Ugh! No-!"

"Sorry 'bout that, but an enemy is an enemy."

Momo did not have much chance to strugle when I slapped the cuff on her arm while letting the candy on her body dissolve, making her sigh and cover her chest up.

"Momo Yaoyorozu has been captured!"

All Might yelled in as shaky tone, and it was accompanied by a yell of rage and a rather wrath filled explosion that shook the building.

"That... can't be good."

Deciding that chatting up Momo could wait for later, I rushed back into the door I came out of and came out where I first spotted Bakugou, and I saw him poised on a ledge, ready to attack me once again. Not even having tried the oppurtunity of me leaving to try and grab the bomb.

I don't think he even remembered what this exercise was about.

"You know, you are both a scarily good and hilariously bad villain."

Bakugou, of course, responded with the emotional range of a grenade.

"I don't give a shit! We are settling this right here right now!"

This was not going to be easy, as much as I like to shit on him, Bakugou was far more experienced with using his ability than I was; he had a great quirk and was beefy as hell. If you compared raw stats, I lose out pretty comfortably.

But fights rarely ever come down to raw stats.

'Sticky Web!'

I raised my right hand and let out a stream of ultra sticky candy in the shape of a net that was quickly blasted away by Bakugou, who flew towards me while boosting himself with explosions. In response, I kept my cool and used my candy to form a tough wall in front of me.

Boom! Crash!

"Is hiding like a rat all you got!?"

Of course, the half assed wall I threw up was blown away in a single exchange, but that meant Bakugou had to take a moment to blow it apart, a moment that I used to my advantage by swapping Door Crossing for Bikaku.

"Urk!"

Bakugou grimaced as he was slapped out of the air by my Bikaku forming and rushing towards him, blindsiding him with a powerful slap. Shattering his gauntlet, but he managed to catch himself in the air and land on his feet. He gritted his teeth, yet his eyes were focused. Just because he was angry did not make him out of control.

"Finally feel like fighting back, huh? Good! Come at me, sticky!"

He started running towards me, I poised my Bikaku like a scorpion's tail, and at the same time, my candy syrup started dripping down my arms. Area denial. Limit the approaches he has. I crouched and put a hand on the floor before the candy syrup rapidly expanded and covered the floor, forcing Bakugou to jump to avoid getting stuck. But I was looking forward to the opportunity as my Bikaku lashed out.

But I was not the only one who could read my opponent.

"Too easy!"

Boom! Boom!

"Grh!"

Bakugou used one arm to redirect himself to dodge the tail before using the other to blast my tail; it felt like being battered by a red-hot club.

After blasting my tail, Bakugou re-oriented himself before blasting towards me with a rather fierce grin.

But before he could fully reach me, I manipulated the candy on the floor that was still attached to me to make a rope of it fly out and grab his leg, snaring him.

"Shitty candy! Die!"

He turned and blasted the candy gripping at his leg, but during that timeframe, my Bikaku had turned back and lashed out at Bakugou again. Yet he dodged once again by using his explosions to fly higher. It was like trying to smack a fly. Except the fly was made of grenades.

"You're open!"

"And you're awfully talkative, eh?"

I needed a big move he couldn't dodge, catching him with Bikaku will be too hard considering the speed and mobility differences.

Unleashing a flood of candy from my legs, I made the floor come to life, and at the same time, Bakugou rushed towards me like a missile.

Boom!

"Grrh!"

He hit me with an explosion head-on, I managed to raise my hands just in time, but it felt like getting rammed by a truck on fire. I focused through the pain and did not let it break my concentration. Several ropes of candy shot out from the floor and managed to snare Bakugou's hands and feet.

"Damn it!"

I only had a split second; there was about a few meters of distance between us. Bakugou's hand glowed an intimidating orange, ready to unleash a far stronger blast. But at this range, I guarentee a hit and take him down. Bakugou's eyes widened slightly as he felt the force of the candy holding onto him suddenly slacken.

Instead, his view was covered up by a large glowing purple palm gripping his head like a tennis ball.

Candy Paramecia -> Spectral Claw

That's right, I had swapped Candy Paramecia with Spectral Claw and used its extended reach to grab Bakugou's head.

We both moved at once. I swung my arm, and he swung his.

Boooom!

Crash!

I slammed Bakugou's head into the floor and buried his skull a solid inch into the reinforced concrete floor while Bakugou let out the blast he had been charging towards me, hitting me with an explosian that was far stronger than the one before, making me let go of him and be sent flying, my back hit the wall and I felt blood splash my mouth. The flash of light from the explosion still blinded my eyes, as the light faded I spat some blood out.

My arms were bruised to hell and back, with some burn marks, thankfully not too bad due to how brief the explosions are. My head ached and I felt dizzy, probably because of a concussion.

I staggered out and looked towards where I had slammed Bakugou. If he got up after that, I was screwed. With this ability set, I really did not have a response to him. And I was doubly scerewed because if he got up, that meant this fucker could shrug off getting his buried in concrete by spectral claw.

Which was why I breathed out a sigh of relief when I didn't hear any noise of Bakugou getting up.

That was way too close, and I had no delusion that I would manage to pull off the same stunts in a rematch. Hobbling over to his body, I slapped a cuff on his wrist and promptly walked away. I may have stamina for days, but my energy reserves are not doing the best. And my earpiece was busted too, so I couldn't hear All Might saying whether the fight was finished or not.

Feat Achieved! Defeat Bakugou and Momo in the Battle Trial

+1x Gold Trait Gacha Ticket

+1x Gold Ability Gacha Ticket

Well, well, well.

Bakugou, you ain't such a bad guy after all. Before someone came to retrieve me, I decided to quickly roll my tickets. Going Traits first.

Rolling Gold Trait Gacha...

An Uncommon Trait!

[Nothing Strange]

|Uncommon|

There is nothing strange about you. People try to normalise your weirdness or oddities, like why you keep skipping out on class, how you speak weirdly or how it's weird to kiss your relatives in the mouth. Just the normal stuff.

Hmm, it's not bad. It can be useful, I suppose. It will be especially helpful for people to not needle me about my abilities, but I could have honestly done with any other trait.

Hopefully, the ability will be better.

Rolling Gold Ability Gacha...

An Uncommon Ability!

[Piercing Eyes]

|Rarity:Uncommon| |Class: Thinker|

Your eyes can see far and see through objects, and you can adjust the level perfectly according to your needs.

Can't exactly call this bad. It covers a weakness of mine; it can definitely come in useful, especially if I form a dome around myself or want to peek at girls.

...I'll probably use it to perv on girls, who am I even trying to fool?

⚀—⚁⚂⚃—⚄—•⚅•—⚄—⚃⚂⚁—⚀

~Kotaro Hakari~

Shortly after my victory, I was escorted to the infirmary alongside Bakugou by a medical bot. After we both got our kisses from Recovery Woman, we had to do an awkward walk back to the monitoring room together, both of us still suffering from a mild concussion from Restoration Lady.

As we walked back to the monitoring room in an awkward silence, Bagukou spoke first.

"I could have totally won that."

"But you didn't."

His eyebrow twitched at my nonchalant response.

"Don't expect me to fall for your petty tricks next time, you bastard."

"Right, good luck with that, pal. Next time I'll be even stronger with more quirks."

Bakugou scoffed.

"Tch, who cares. I'll get stronger too and crush you. Have one quirk or a billion, it doesn't matter. Just one is all I need to crush you."

"I'll be looking forward to it."

"Tsk."

We kept walking, but the silence felt ever so slightly awkward.

...Were we bonding just a little there?

Whatever that was, at least he isn't shouting as much.

A/N: Bakugou is a tough cookie, and I mean a really tough one for Hakari this early. He is probably the student who trained themselves the most behind Shoto, who got trained without his consent. Hell, this guy was punching 7% Deku strong enough to hurt him.

These rolls may seem rather lacklustre, but if you use some brainpower, you can realise they are actually going to be VERY useful. Why that is, I'll leave up to you. Also, Rivalry is doing double overtime to make Bakugou even remotely approachable, but it is working at least slightly.

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~Kotaro Hakari~

As I stepped inside the monitoring room, numerous faces greeted me in excitement while All Might himself looked uneasy. The most notable faces that approached me were Kirishima, Mina, Toga and Tsuyu.

They congratulated me on my victory and said things about what was expected. I appreciated their sentiments, but I wasn't all that stoked about a victory of pure chance. I didn't prove myself to be stronger than Bakugou exactly, just more experienced. After the rest gradually drifted away from me, Mina approached me with a guilty face.

"Hey Hakari-kun, sorry I wasn't able to help much in the fight."

I shook my head and patted the sad bubblegum-flavoured girl on the back.

"I wouldn't say that, Mina. If my teammate were someone whom I couldn't trust to guard the bomb, I couldn't have gone out as recklessly as I did."

That seemed to perk up Mina, and I was only half lying. I could have done the same thing with just about any teammate, but Mina was in the upper half of the teammate tier list, so I had an easier time.

"If you say so! But I won't be left a sitting duck next time, just so you know. And since I feel bad for leaving it all to you today, Hakari-kun, let's go out to eat ramen together with Toga-chan and Kirishima-kun, it's my treat!"

"Sure, thanks, Mina-chan."

Mina grinned and slapped my back with a light blush.

"No, thank you sticky stuff. Without you I wouldn't have gotten to hear Bakugou-kun eat cement. Serves him right!"

The Bakugou in question was currently receiving a stern glare and a shake of his head from All Might in the corner, which seemed to utterly decimate his spirit.

Speaking of Bakugou, there was the matter of his teammate that was gnawing on my mind.

"You go on ahead Mina, I got someone I gotta see."

Mina looked confused but obliged regardless. At the same time, I went towards the back of the room and found my target.

One Momo Yaoyorozu quietly sulking in the back of the room with her back against the wall.

I discreetly peered at the messages around Momo's feet, which painted a very vivid image of what she seemed to be feeling.

'Insecurity ahead, consolation needed.'

'Treasured co-operater, therefore help.'

'Sad :('

'Large Chest ahead, try double-wielding'

Hmm, I probably am not the best person to cheer up someone. I am definitely not the most emotionally sensitive person out there, but hey, nothing would be hurt by me trying, or maybe Momo's feelings would get hurt. Well, her feelings are already hurt, so not much to lose on that front.

I approached the girl while my hand slipped into my bag of holding stuffed into my pant pocket, and retrieved a can of Diet Coke that was called Super Fizz Bizz Soda Lite Edition, with the hero Fizz Bizz on the front of the can. I held a can towards her when she noticed my presence.

"Hakari-kun? Where did you get that? Did you pick it up on the way back?"

She curiously took the soda from my hands and inspected it, turning it around in her hands.

"I don't usually have many opportunities to drink something like this."

Momo curiously opened the can with the tab and took a sip while I answered her previous question.

"I used my bag of holding instead. See? It's an item my quirk gave me; it has more space on the inside. I keep quite a lot of stuff in there."

I pulled the gold-like cloth bag out of my pocket, making Momo's eyes widen. I handed the pouch over to her as she looked over it in undisguised curiosity.

"How wonderful, your quirk is remarkable as always, Hakari-kun. I cannot fathom how an inanimate object can work like that. I know of some of the wondrous U-Island inventions, but none compare to such an anomaly."

She handed the backpack back over to me, and I shoved it into my pocket before leaning on the wall next to her and opening my own can.

"Alright, since I answered your question, mind me asking my own? Why are you lookin' so down? I know losing the exercise can sting but I feel like 's not all."

Momo scratched her cheek rather meekly.

"Was it so obvious? I'm sorry if I showed you a disgraceful sight. It's just that... I was not able to do anything in the battle trial, yet my partner managed to almost win all on his own. He didn't even see it fit to include me in his plans. Claiming I was too useless."

Ah, classic Bakugou.

"I wouldn't worry about that if I were you, literally anyone else than me and Todoroki who would have physically fought him wouldn't have been able to cooperate with him. Trying to reach an agreement with him is like trying to convince a dynamite not to explode."

Despite my words, Momo did seem very convinced.

"The point still stands that I failed to adapt to my partner, which was a part of the exercise. And I also failed to achieve anything meaningful in the exercise, especially when you appeared in front of me and I froze up. I was too late to come up with anything to use against you, and I cannot help but think of what could have happened if that were a real scenario."

Oh yeah, that would definitely be a hit to your pride, especially when you are one of the few special recommendation students.

"That's why we are in school, aren't we? So that we can train to handle such situations in exercises like that, it'd hardly be a good lesson if you didn't learn anything."

"Maybe that's true, Hakari-kun. But looking at you and Bakugou-kun's performances, I cannot help but feel inadequate. I envy your ability to seamlessly use so many possible abilities so effectively. Switching your quirk is a conscious choice, yet you were able to use it so cleverly without hesitation."

"My quirk requires me to recall the exact structure of the object I am trying to create, so it hampers my ability to think in an emergency, but that is no excuse. Does that make sense to you?"

It felt a bit unfair for her to compare her plight to mine; unlike her, my ability to make split-second decisions was largely forged from years of practical experience. It was not really fair to her that I existed. And it was closer to me lifting a finger than Momo having to think of an atomic structure.

But at the same time, I could use this opportunity to get closer to her. Always pays off to be around rich and naive people.

"If that's the case, Momo-chan, you wanna train together?"

Her eyes brightened as she turned to me.

"Really, Hakari-kun? What are you thinking of?"

"You did just say you want to use your ability quickly like me, right? I thought I could teach you some tricks if we practised together. I have some ideas about how you could make better use of your abilities, so that you can deal with ambushes 'n stuff better, y'know?"

She moved a step closer to me and looked very excited, like a child being told they would be going to Jizneyland. Stars in her eyes and all.

"If it won't be a bother, I would really appreciate that!"

I had to crane my head back and avert my eyes from Momo's chest bouncing very generously with her excitement. Thankfully, everyone else was watching the screens instead of paying attention to us, except for Toga who gave a cheshire grin at the sight that gave me polarising vibes.

"'Course not, you'd never be a bother, Momo-chan. When do you wanna do this?"

She blushed lightly and took a step back, realising how close she was, but she still looked visibly brighter.

"Thank you very much, Hakari-kun, you are a true friend! Would it be possible for you to come to my parents' mansion on Saturday at 9 AM? If you could, we could train together until the afternoon, and we could um... hang out together if you would like? I rarely have guests over."

Taking a moment to examine my rather barren schedule in my mental calender I gave Momo a thumbs upç

"Sure thing, Momo-chan, you sure your parents would be okay with having me around though?"

"Of course! I don't see why they wouldn't, Hakari-kun. Do you know where to find the mansion? It's the Yaoyorozu Mansion in the Bespin prefecture. Once you arrive, the guards should let you in!"

Man, imagine being the type of rich that you don't even need to give someone an address, just tell them it's THE mansion in said prefecture.

"Sure Momo-chan, I'll be there."

"I'm glad to hear that Hakari-kun! Now then, excuse me, I plan to watch the rest of the trials. If you would like to join me, feel free to."

I waved her off as she walked away while I stood in place. I looked at the screen to see Electricity Man and Jiro fighting against Sugar Man and Tsuyu. Currently Jiro was performing reconnaissance but I wasn't particularly interested; instead, I opted to test out my new ability. I slotted in Piercing Eyes and knew how to use my ability. I looked at the wall and poured energy into my eyes.

The wall started turning transparent, revealing the circuitry beneath. I looked past that too as it vanished, now I looked into the dirt. I decided to turn my gaze upwards and looked through the ceiling, and then another, and then another, and then another until I saw the sky from the basement of the multi-story building.

But I had to say it was pretty damn uncomfortable to look through so many things. The more material I wanted to see, the more strain it put on my eyes, like looking into progressively brighter and brighter light. It also had an energy drain but compared to Candy Paramecia, it was practically nothing.

Now then, time for the fine-tune test.

I averted my gaze to Ochako and turned on Piercing Eyes, and I saw her bones, yuck. It took a bit of fine-tuning for me to be able to stop looking into her pulsing organs and musculature until I was finally able to fine-tune the ability to see through only her Hero Costume, and boy, it was worth it.

Hmm? I am wasting the gift of the gacha by using it for such paltry things like peeking at girls?

Pal, I already wasted my life on debauchery; this is far less egregious.

I took a moment to admire her curvy and shapely body. She wasn't as athletic as a girl like Tsuyu or Mina, but that was definitely fine with me. Variety is the spice of life, and damn did I like some spicy food.

Speaking of variety, I turned my head to the most unique-looking girl in the class. Or the one who didn't look like anything at all. I look at the floating pair of gloves and the pair of boots. Could I use my ability to see through her? Maybe. Depending on how her quirk worked.

I never did read the series long enough to see what she looked like.

My gaze locked onto her body, and I immediately saw promise. I could see her organs. That meant she was not transparent but instead probably bent light around herself, some sort of field maybe. Slowly, I slowly zoomed out the piercing effect of the ability until...

"Whoa..."

Revealed to me was quite possibly one of the cutest girls I have ever seen, and that list included Toga and my classmates. She had yellow-green hair that looked like a gradient with pink parts of it; it was really pretty. She had bushy eyelashes the same colour as her hair, and her big eyes were almost mystical; they had a similar gradient to her hair, but more colourful, with an inner yellow layer that faded to a green outer layer.

And her body was excellent, like a model, perfectly proportioned, not very athletic, but enough to complement her shape very well. But even I was too busy admiring her eyes to take a good look at her model-like body.

It was a crime that such a beauty was hidden from the world.

"?"

As if noticing something was off, or experiencing the sensation of someone properly staring at her, Toru turned to me with a confused expression on her beautiful face. She blinked a few times, and then we made eye contact.

"!?"

Her face was overtaken by surprise, and I quickly averted my eyes, not knowing what to do, which, yeah, probably gave her confirmation as to the fact that I actually looked at her.

Oh boy, what to do now?

A/N: Date with Momo set! Cute, sexy sheltered girls are cute and sexy, Hakari may not think he does, but he is actually pretty good at talking to people. It will definitely be fun to write their sparring date when it happens. I have some good ideas for Momo.

Speaking of ideas, Hakari actually got a roll that lets him see Hagakure, which is very lucky. Now then, how will he handle a very attention-seeking girl starved for proper human contact? I guess we will find out in the next chapter.

Chapter Text

『Kotaro Hakari』

In hindsight, giving the invisible girl signs that you may or may not be able to see may not have been the smartest idea without any planning.

If the Toru that was staring right at my face right now was any indication.

It was currently after the battle trials, which went off without a hitch, with Deku not even using his Detroid-Smash-My-Bones-To-Paste and instead winning with a big brain plan. We had gone back to classes to retrieve our stuff before leaving the school.

I was currently chatting with Toga while trying to ignore the intense stare from the seat next to me. I could tell that Toga had noticed the stare but elected to ignore it. But eventually Toru seemed to make up her mind as she walked over to us and tapped Toga on the shoulder.

"Hmm~? What's up, Toru-chan?"

"Hey Himiko-chan, would you mind if I borrowed Hakari-kun for a bit?"

Toga looked between me and Toru with an inscrutable expression before smirking and patting me on the shoulder.

"Okay then! I'll be going ahead, Hakari-kun, guess I'll find Mina-chan!"

That girl is definitely up to something.

"Hakari-kun, come with me quickly!"

Toru grabbed the front of my shirt and quickly pulled me along with surprising strength, making the rest of our class look surprised and whisper amongst themselves before we reached out of the classroom and she pulled me into an empty classroom and...

...Tried to Kabedon me, only to fail pretty spectacularly due to the height difference between us, with me having almost an entire head on her. So she was instead just kinda hugging me awkwardly, but that did little if anything to lessen her intense gaze.

"This is a rather bold way to flirt."

I made a slight teasing remark that made her blush(I still had piercing eyes active), but she still stared into my eyes, and I stared back, making her eyes widen even more.

"Hakari-kun... can you see me? You totally can, right!? You stared into my eyes back then, and you are staring at them right now! No one ever looks me in the eyes!"

She looked like an overly excited puppy right now who got reunited with her owner, and I didn't have the heart to pretend not to see her right now.

I may be a cold blooded killer, but I am no sadist. I don't enjoy seeing people in pain, nor inflicting emotional damage. Not that those kinds of stakes applied here. I just didn't want to see a pretty girl get sad because of me.

"Yep, you have very pretty multicoloured eyes, Hagakure-chan, green, yellow and pink, I think."

For a moment, she stilled, her face going incredibly red as she looked up with equal parts shock and wonder.

"Wait... you really can see me! Oh my gosh! You can see me! You are the first I have seen see me! Wait, how can you see me, Hakari-kun!?"

She jumped in place with such incredible enthusiasm that even I felt somewhat affected.

"My newest ability, Piercing Eyes, allows me to see through objects and adjust the level at which I can see through them. So I adjusted it until I saw only through your quirk."

Toru looked at me with sparkling eyes and suddenly pulled me into a bone-crushing hug that knocked the breath straight out of me.

"Wow! I'm sooo happy someone can finally see me! This is so cool! Thank you Hakari-kun! I didn't even know I had green eyes, you know? But my mom does so that tracks. O-oops, sorry if I hugged you too tight, I'm just so excited you wouldn't understand!"

She released me, and I heard the uncreaking of my ribs as she let go and caught my breath while she blushed. Tapping her fingers and looking away.

"S-so, you were peeking in the observation room, huh?"

I crossed my arms.

"I will not speak on this matter without a lawyer present."

Toru pouted and weakly punched my chest with a blush.

"I am taking that a yes you know!" Darn. "H-how was it?"

Blink.

"What?"

Toru punched my chest again and flushed like a tomato.

"I-I said how was it! You saw me, didn't you? If you are gonna peek, at least have the decency to tell me how I looked. It's the first time someone has seen me properly!"

I feel like this conversation has veered in a strange direction.

Watching Toru squirm under my gaze; I tried to formulate my words. Honestly was probably the best direction to go here.

I crossed my arms and employed the powerful technique of brutal honesty.

"Honesty, you are probably among the sexiest and cutest girls I have ever seen in my life. That includes models and Pro-Heroes. It would be a lie to say anything else."

That made Toru light up like a flare, of course I may have cheated a little with my answers when there is advice on the floor written in Seek Guidance, but hey, all is fair in love and war.

Her expression was stuck between happiness and embarrassment. She probably knew this was a weird as hell situation, but at the same time, these were the words she wanted to hear.

Eventually, her mind settled on an answer.

"I-is that so? W-wow, I knew you were bold, but not this bold Hakari-kun! You aren't just supposed to blurt out those kinds of stuff. B-but you liked it that much huh?"

I nodded sagely, like a pilgrim being asked about what he had learnt on his journey.

"Definitely."

Saying that while looking her in the eyes seemed to inflict a critical hit on her as she stuttered and tried to speak before doing another punch to my chest.

"Geez, I just said you aren't supposed to blurt out that kinda stuff. But girls like to hear about how pretty they are, so you get a pass, Hakari-kun." I'm very glad her happiness over getting seen made her completely forget about me peeking at her.

"S-so, Hakari-kun-"

Ping!

Hakagure's words were cut off in the middle when my phone suddenly pinged with a message, making her freeze up, and I remembered the fact that Mina had, in fact, invited me out to eat with Toga and Kirishima.

"Hey, Toru-chan, sorry for cutting off here like this, but I was going to go out with Mina, Kirishima and the others. Would you like to join us?"

Her eyes darted around at my words before speaking with an unusual tone I couldn't quite make out.

"Umm, actually, I think I'll be... busy! Yep, busy, I'll catch you later Hakari-kun, see you! Bye!"

With that, the invisible hurriedly sprinted out of the room, making me furrow my brows in confusion.

You'd think that with my plethora of experience, I'd have gained some insight into the mind of a woman. But in truth, the only insight I gained was that I was never going to understand the mind of a woman.

Shaking my head, I walked out of the classroom and towards the rendezvous spot. But after a few minutes of walking, I got a notification from the Gacha.

Feat Achieved! Awaken a fetish in Hagakure Toru

+1 Silver Skill Gacha Ticket

Wow... that's uh... I admit, I did have several expectations, but none of them were aligned with that.

What do I even do with that information?

Well, I know I can roll a ticket with it. I wonder if I will get more tickets if I awaken more fetishes in more people?

Hey, tickets are tickets.

Rolling Silver Skill Gacha...

A Common Skill!

[Novice Drawing]

|Common Skill|

You are a novice at drawing about as skilled as an art student, while you are noticeably better than people who don't know how to draw, you aren't good enough to become a professional. You will however improve much faster than other people if you choose to train yourself.

I furrowed my brows at the drawing skills nestling themselves in the deepest depths of my mind until they became instinct. Around an entire year of dedicated, intense training in drawing was a part of me now. I reckon I was pretty good at drawing.

Huh... gives me an idea about who I got it from.

Oh well, that's for tomorrow. For now, I've got a meal to catch.

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『Kotaro Hakari』

Lying on the bed, I put my hands behind my head and let out a sigh. Today was exhausting, and after that outing with Mina and others, my belly was full too; the only thing on my mind right now was really just sleeping it all off.

Well, that was until a cute little bloodsucking thing crawled into my blanket and plopped herself down on my chest with frankly a cute as hell smile. Before coming to this world, I never thought I'd think Toga would be so cute, especially since she wasn't trying to stab me. And her hair being down looked quite nice too.

Snuggling up to my chest further, Toga posed a rather odd question in a rather casual manner.

"So, Hakari-kun, what are your plans with Momo, Toru and Mina-chan?"

"What do you mean?"

She drew circles on my chest with her index finger and giggled.

"I mean, you totally want to make them yours, don't you? I can recognise that look on you, you know?"

I froze in place. Your girlfriend/wife/stalker asking you about other girls was never a good thing. Even if I did have the trait [What is Monogamy?] I wanted to tread carefully. But I could at least see from Toga's expression that she was not upset.

Still, I had no idea what exactly it was that she was referring to.

"What do you mean, Toga-chan? You kinda lost me here."

Toga pouted and poked me in the lips.

"So you aren't trying to make them your girlfriends? Really? But they are such wonderful girls, and you can't tell me you don't just want to eat them up because I know that look in our eyes verrry well~!"

"Wait, hold up. What do you mean by building a harem?"

It was time for Toga to furrow her brows.

"Hmm? You aren't trying to build a harem? But there hasn't been a single girl in class you haven't flirted with."

...That's just my natural setting to be honest. I don't even think about it, the flirting just naturally happens. Like a reflex.

Is it any wonder how that led to my death?

"Not really? I just flirt on instinct?"

Toga smirked knowingly.

"Really~? Are you really sure you don't want to build a harem? All of our classmates are wonderful girls, and sexy too. Can you really~ say you aren't tempted, Hakari-kun? I'm sure you could do it, you are you after all, who wouldn't want to become yours?" I feel like that statement was somewhat biased.

But... what she said really made me think. Sure, I've slept around with multiple girls at once before, with almost none of them to really amicable results, and a lot of stitches. I hadn't even really considered having an actual harem, despite having a trait that literally let me do so.

Well, I was chosen for the Chaos Gacha, trying to have a harem might not be expected, but hell. The world was my egg, and I was going to fertilise it.

I closed my eyes and took a moment to imagine the scene, of the 1-A girls in sexy bunny girl outfits...

...I think I quite like that scene.

Opening my eyes I looked at Toga who was smiling at me sweetly.

"You know, you are awfully enthusiastic about this whole thing."

After all, the trait only made it so that the fact was natural to them. Not that they would be enthusiastic about it. But Toga looked like this was her dream or something.

"Why wouldn't I? It will be great! We will be like sisters, like one big family! We all like the same boy after all, we will have so much to bond over. I always wanted sisters."

If that's the case...

"Why not?"

There is no way this could possibly end badly.

A/N: Toru is going to be fun. You guys will learn what happens when an invisible girl will do to get a guys attention when he is the only one who can see her and already has plenty of girl attention on him. It will be juicy. What did you guys think about Toru's scene? Was it in character? I'd love to know.

Whelp, Hakari wasn't really considering a harem due to his more grounded view on relationships, but Toga is a corruptive presence. If she gets her way, her sexy boyfriend will give her a hundred sister-wives lol. Yandere who?

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『Kotaro Hakari』

Now that I have decided I wanted a harem, what changed?

Absolutely nothing.

Yeah, turns out being a womaniser and a harem chaser have a lot of overlaps, who would have thought? The only thing that talk really gave me was clarity of mind and introspection. My actions did not see much change. At least for now, that is.

Speaking of change, there was a problem right now.

Today was Friday.

And there is absolutely no USJ Incident happening.

I knew that thing happened before the first weekend but now, it doesn't seem to be happening. Today's Heroics Class was already scheduled to be a Patrol lesson by All Might, where we would patrol routes in a mock city and test our observation skills.

And... nothing else. No unforeseen simulation joint, and League of Villains infiltrating the place was also late.

Until this point, Remix had been practically undetectable, but now it was giving me major anxiety.

This was also the reason I hadn't tried to warn anyone. I only knew a version of the world. I didn't want to lose what little knowledge I had by exposing it. Remix did say the overall flow of fate would stay the same, but did that mean a terrorist attack was going to happen anyway, or would USJ come later? Would it still be the same people attacking? More people? Fewer people?

I'd find out when the time came, I suppose. I don't think anyone would die. Hopefully, a medium-level curse wouldn't just kill off someone named.

I leaned back on my chair, closing my eyes and meditating a little, under my clothes I was practising Candy Paramecia, moving candy like a second skin and making it not stick to anything as an exercise in fine control.

Slam!

Aizawa, our not beloved grouchy homeless man of a teacher, entered the classroom in a demeanor I could only call "I want to sleep, but I'm forced to teach classes," which I could relate to despite disliking the guy.

He slammed some papers down onto the podium, and the entire class quieted down.

"Alright, quiet down everyone. For today's homeroom class, we are going to be doing something special."

At those words, a shiver went down everyone's spine; hearing special news from Aizawa was never a good thing. Last time we heard something analogous to that, we lost school orientation.

"By that, I mean you all are going to pick your Class Representative. I think you all have known each other long enough to get a handle on each other's personalities. Those of you who want your names on the board, raise your hands now."

"Me! Me! Put me on the board!"

"I wanna be the rep!"

"I want shorter school skirts!"

"I believe I am best suited for the job!"

Clamor.