Chapter 80: Celebration PartyAuthor: Geraint
In the workshop, Nejire stood shyly in a plain white dress, fidgeting with embarrassment in front of a table filled with delicious, carefully prepared dishes.
"Congratulations on getting accepted to U.A. High, Nejire-senpai!"
Pop!Pop!Pop!
Ichika launched a party popper alongside the others, showering Nejire with colorful ribbons.
"Congratulations!"
Nejire smiled brightly, her eyes welling up.
"Thank you, everyone," she said, wiping her tears away with the back of her finger.
The party was lively, with everyone enjoying the food while chatting about the entrance exam and Nejire's experience.
Nejire sighed, looking a little worn out.
"Ichika-kun is seriously horrible. He didn't just overdo it—training with him was ten times harder than the exam itself."
"How was it?" Momo asked, curious.
"I'm confident in my written test, but the practical part felt like a breeze after training with him. Honestly, if you want to get into U.A. easily, you need to go through Ichika-kun's hellish training."
Her eyes went blank as she remembered the grueling sessions—every single day for an entire month.
"He may look kind on the outside, but he's actually a demon incarnate. He'll show you what real suffering means to become a true hero."
Momo and Toru turned pale.
"Hey! I wasn't that harsh! I wore Density Weights during our training matches!" Ichika defended himself while bringing slices of cream cake for the girls.
They stared at the weights strapped to his arms and legs—clearly heavy—and were shocked to see him still wearing them during the party. He never took them off, not even during school or class. The only time he removed them was when bathing.
"This guy's really overdoing it," Momo muttered. The others nodded in agreement.
"Yeah."
"Guys! Let's play some UNO!" La Brava called out, sitting beside Roboco.
Momo: "Sure!"Toru: "Yay!"Nejire: "I'm totally winning this time!"
Meanwhile, Little Bel sat quietly alone, eating cake. Ichika walked over and sat beside her.
"Hey, Goddess…" he whispered.
"What a miracle. I'm just a little android girl to you, right?" Little Bel replied calmly, munching her cake.
"Idiot. Things get complicated if they hear about your true identity. You know that already."
"Yeah, but I just want some respect. I am a real goddess, after all."
"..."
Ichika sighed and took a bite of his cake.
"Not bad."
Several months later…
In Naruhata, a city district in Tokyo, Ichika (in his adult form) stood face-to-face with Mirko, who had just arrived at their meeting spot. After more than a year apart, the couple was finally partnered again for an important Pro Hero mission. The two locked eyes intensely, while Lady Nagant and Ryukyu watched from nearby, visibly anxious.
"Are things going to be okay? I can't believe President Mera actually paired them together," Lady Nagant muttered.
"I know. Mirko usually refuses to work with Falcon, so I was really surprised when she suddenly agreed this time," Ryukyu replied.
"I just hope nothing happens."
"Yeah. Let's trust them… for now."
Ichika stepped closer to Mirko, causing her cheeks to redden slightly. She looked uncomfortable as he approached.
"Rumi, do you know how much I've missed you?" he said softly, wrapping her in a tight embrace.
"Ichika, you shouldn't—Ugh…"
Mirko's body trembled. Her face turned pale, her breathing uneven. Before Ichika realized what was happening, foam bubbled at her mouth—and she collapsed in his arms.
"Eh? Rumi?"
He tapped her cheek, but she didn't respond.
"Hey! Rumi, wake up!"
"Falcon."
Lady Nagant placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Huh?"
"Leave her to me. Go patrol with me instead. I'll watch over her."
Ryukyu gently took Mirko from his arms and carried her on her shoulder.
"Eh..."
Without waiting, Ryukyu dashed off toward the nearest hospital.
"Falcon, we need to move. The group we're investigating is called 'Villain Factory'," Lady Nagant explained urgently.
Ichika's expression hardened. That name—it had to be related to his real father: All For One.
"...Fine."
He and Lady Nagant began patrolling through the city district.
Ichika noticed the area was unusually quiet. Despite being a fairly busy urban location, the streets were empty, the buildings old and crumbling, and the roads rarely used.
"Falcon... You're aware of Mirko's condition, right?" Lady Nagant asked quietly.
Ichika stayed silent for a moment before replying.
"Yeah… it's the Rabbit Quirk. It's the response of the quirk in her body.."
"The truth is… I'm amazed you two have lasted this long. But maybe... it's time to let go."
Ichika stopped in his tracks. He turned to her, his gaze cold and sharp.
"We were all shocked when she told us. She's been hiding the pain for so long. Don't you think… maybe she'd be happier if you let her go?"
Ichika snapped. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her into a nearby alley. Slamming his hand against the wall beside her, he cornered her.
"What do you know about us?! Rumi and I have overcome so much to be together. She's been by my side since I was a kid! She's important to me—do you really think I'd just let her go?"
"You can't give her what she really needs. Her body is suffering, and you're not helping. What good is a relationship where she's not even happy?! The age gap—!"
Before she could finish, she noticed his twisted smirk.
"Nee, Kaina-chan... Do I seem like a child to you?"
Lady Nagant froze. His voice… it changed. His entire presence shifted.
Ichika leaned close to her ear, his tone suddenly sultry.
"If it's just sex you're talking about... I don't mind. All day. All night. She might not know it, but I love f*cking like a rabbit. Honestly? I'm worried she won't be able to handle me. That's why, Kaina-chan... my cute bunny and I are just fine."
"Mmh..."
Lady Nagant gasped, covering her mouth. Her cheeks flushed bright red.
Ichika gently blew into her ear—causing her to shiver and collapse to her knees.
As he walked away, she stared at his back, feeling utterly humiliated.
"W-What the hell are you?!"
"Falcon!" she shouted.
Ichika didn't respond. He just kept walking with a smug, wicked grin.
"No way… what's happening to my body?!"
Lady Nagant felt something trickle under her skirt. She turned red in panic and immediately ran away.
(To be continued.)
(A/N: I'll fix my mistakes later.)