Allen remained silent while he was enveloped in the softness of Nemuri's chest.
"I'm so glad you're safe, I was really worried~" Nemuri said as she stroked Allen's hair.
Although at first she did it out of genuine concern, soon Nemuri's touch changed, strangely indecent, like the provocative caress of a lover. This was accompanied by a flushed face and hurried breathing.
"Hh❤️~" Nemuri licked her lips. Whether she was doing it consciously or unconsciously, this woman was in a dangerous zone.
"I'm fine, don't worry," Allen said as he pulled away from Nemuri's chest to avoid any situation that might cost her job as a UA teacher.
"Tsk..." Nemuri clicked her tongue.
Allen was left speechless.
Nemuri coughed when she realized she had gotten carried away, then smiled and used her hands to touch Allen's muscles, this time with a more curious and shameless attitude.
"Wow, those muscles—were they necessary or just personal taste?" Nemuri teased.
....
Gwen – I haven't forgotten that this guy once wanted to be a huge macho man -_-
MJ – Mmm, this is nice~ I mean! Normal Allen is perfect, but this Allen isn't bad either, that's all I meant!
Diana – Don't worry, we all understand here~ Haha
Albedo – Every version of Allen-sama is wonderful, right now I'm unable to control my *****❤️~
Rukia – This guy is definitely enjoying that template.
Shizuka – Allen-kun, so you have that kind of taste?~
....
After reading the comments, Allen deactivated the template, causing his muscles to return to their original size and his tail to disappear. There were some cries of dissatisfaction in the Chat—not only from women, but even some male DB fans complained—but Allen ignored them all.
"So that you know, I've matured. I'm not the same as before. Now my goal isn't volume, it's definition," Allen said to his Chat, feeling indignant.
The problem with the modern era is that once you do or say something embarrassing in public, those bastards will never let you forget it.
'System, use all my "spins" I have and try to get more Saiyan templates. I need a golden one!'
[.... okay... 32... 68... 89... 134... sorry, not a single Saiyan. Better luck next time...]
'What?' Allen was about to curse out loud.
[...]
'The Saiyan template is very powerful. It's better to have a lot of them,' Allen crossed his arms, shamelessly justifying himself. The system preferred not to argue with him.
"Oh!"
Toru, who had been hanging on Allen's back, was surprised that he had returned to normal. But she immediately stopped caring and continued clinging to him happily.
"Allen, that was amazing! That scary guy didn't stand a chance! He was just a punching bag, haha~" said the invisible girl.
"Well, that was the plan. Unfortunately, that 'card' was single-use."
Allen's words made the three girls worry, but noticing this, he reassured them.
"Don't worry... with some time, I'll be able to make another one like it."
Allen wanted to tell the three girls that he had hundreds of templates, but he never knew who might be listening, and for now, his façade as a student had to be maintained—especially with so many greedy people watching.
"Really?" Nemuri asked, bringing her face closer with a hint of suspicion and flirtation.
Allen shrugged. He knew Nemuri's intuition was sharp, but for now, he had no intention of revealing more.
Toru and Ochako exchanged silent glances. There was no point hiding it anymore; it was too obvious that Allen had a close relationship with Midnight. But the question was—what kind of relationship? After all, Allen and Midnight didn't seem to be related by blood.
"Toru, how long are you going to keep hanging on my back?" Allen smiled.
"Huh? Does it bother you?~" Toru said while playfully poking Allen's cheek with her finger.
Allen smirked. "No, I just wanted to spare you the embarrassment. But if it doesn't bother you, then I don't mind feeling a well-developed girl's chest."
"Huh? Ah!"
Realizing she had been shamelessly pressing herself against Allen, Toru yelped and stepped back. Allen chuckled, causing Toru to pout.
Ochako, on the other hand, had her head lowered, completely red. The fear and relief had made her run over and hug Allen's arm without any shame. After all, the brown-haired, red-cheeked girl wasn't like Toru, who had no qualms about entering Allen's personal space.
Allen patted Ochako's head, but that only made her feel even more embarrassed.
"Well, it's time to get out of here..."
Once satisfied with the girls' reactions, Allen looked at the large metal walls left behind by Wolfram. His eyes flashed with electricity as an electromagnetic field formed around him.
....
Outside the arena, the atmosphere was silent and unpleasant.
All For One's order to retreat and the immediate response from all the villains brought an uncomfortable silence over the entire place.
A silence filled with impotence. This day, which was supposed to declare that despite the previous villain attack they were still standing, instead served to show that the villains were not only stronger and more numerous than expected, but also that they weren't even afraid to face Japan's top heroes.
In the commentator's booth, Present Mic sat back down in his seat. One of his arms was injured, and behind him lay four defeated Nomus and an Aizawa leaning against the wall.
"They screwed us over!"
Aizawa punched the wall in frustration. Among all the heroes, his Quirk was the perfect counter to every villain—even All For One couldn't avoid its effect. That was why, during the attack, they had sent physically enhanced Nomus to stop him. Because of that, Aizawa couldn't intervene.
Present Mic paused as he listened to Aizawa's words, but then he smiled and grabbed the microphone. He knew what he had to do—no excuses, no looking for someone to blame. Right now, the most important thing is the people.
"Everything's fine now! The villain's attack was thwarted! They all ran away like the cowards they are! And more importantly, not a single civilian was hurt!"
The people who heard Present Mic's announcement snapped out of their daze. Some hugged their families, others knelt in relief, a few grew angry—and of course, some decided to vent their rage.
"Why didn't you stop this?!"
That shout was the trigger that brought out human nature.
"Wasn't All Might supposed to be here?"
"What about Endeavor? Where was he?!"
"If we're not safe in a place full of hundreds of heroes, then where are we supposed to be safe?!"
Hearing the shouts, the heroes felt pressured. They didn't feel entitled to make excuses. It was true—even with so many heroes present, they hadn't defeated a single villain.
More angry voices appeared everywhere. They weren't many in number, but because of the silence from the rest, their shouts were clear and impossible to ignore.
"What's wrong with everyone?" Tetsutetsu growled.
The students, being younger, had never experienced something like this before, so they couldn't understand why the people they had protected—even risking their lives—were shouting like this.
Nezu, from his platform, remained calm. At this moment, only someone with enormous influence over people and a great reputation could prevent the public's dissatisfaction from escalating further.
All Might understood that as well, but the steam rising from his body indicated that his transformation was about to end.
"No, Allen Might can't," Nezu said, then searched for Endeavor, but he wasn't present. "The Rabbit Hero Mirko isn't suitable for this task. The Dragon Hero Ryukyu might be able to do it, but she lacks a bit more influence. The rookie star Mt. Lady doesn't have the capacity. So perhaps the best choice is Best Jeanist..."
Just when Nezu had decided who would take on the task, Allen's voice rang out, laced with mockery.
"Stop crying..."
His voice wasn't loud, it wasn't a shout, and yet it was clear to everyone present, as if he were speaking right in front of them.
The massive metal walls created by the villain Wolfram were suddenly coursed with an electric discharge, followed by a tremor.
Slowly, each wall sank into the ground as if some mechanism had been activated, revealing the arena—now destroyed—making it clear that a fierce battle had taken place inside.
While the audience stared in shock and the heroes tensed up in caution, those who knew Allen felt relieved to hear his voice, which meant he had survived facing All For One. Of course, at that moment no one could imagine that Allen hadn't just defeated that monster, but had humiliated him to the point of forcing him to flee.
Once the walls had completely disappeared, the figures of four people came into view. Two were Ochako and Toru, the tournament participants who had been trapped inside. Another was the professional heroine and match judge, Midnight. And finally, there was Allen Walker.
This young man with abnormal power appeared fresh as a daisy, as if he hadn't just jumped in to face the most dangerous-looking villain of them all. Even so, what drew the most attention were his words, which were clearly an insult toward the civilians angry about the heroes' poor handling of the situation.
"Did you wake up from your dream?" Allen continued with a mocking gaze. "It's been so many years that you've already forgotten what the world was like before All Might?"
Most of the people who were about to shout fell silent at Allen's words.
Allen's expression turned serious. "'In the past, villains were more dangerous'—that statement is wrong. They've always been dangerous. They've always been capable of destroying and killing with ease. They've always been terrifying. It's just that All Might's efforts and the recent generations of heroes made it seem like less—even like a joke. You made the mistake of forgetting how dangerous a person with great power can be. These villains are nothing more than a reflection of society… so trying to make them disappear and getting angry at heroes for their existence is ridiculous!"
Some people in the crowd hugged their children.
Some lowered their heads.
"And so what?" Allen continued, smiling.
And so what?
The crowd looked at him, completely confused.
"Should we sit down and cry? Should we stop living our lives? Are you going to let these guys accomplish their goal? They would laugh at everyone's despair and fear... They'd be thrilled if today's society collapsed" Allen smiled as if mocking everyone present. That smile angered many, to the point that several people clenched their fists and teeth. "Are you really going to let them laugh at you? Are you really that pathetic?~ Just think about it—those guys will crawl back to their hideouts under the sewers, happy that they ruined your day, that they ruined UA's grand Sports Festival!~"
Even the calmest people began to feel irritated, while the heroes looked at Allen in disbelief. What kind of speech was this? Was he trying to give people hope—or just incite a crowd?
"Isn't it frustrating? Isn't it irritating? Doesn't it bother you to imagine their smiles?" Allen relaxed his mocking grin into something more sincere. "Then let the festival continue and give those bastards a big F*ck You!"
Nezu's mouth fell open. Had Allen really dared to say something like that on a national broadcast? Unexpectedly, the crowd's reaction wasn't shock—they burst into laughter and cheers.
"You little brat!"
"So rude, you're gonna get expelled!"
"I like you, but I'll kick your butt!"
The crowd's shouts carried more amusement than anger. As for Allen, he simply shrugged in the center of the now-destroyed arena. Despite being showered with insults, the scene brought smiles to many faces.
Especially All Might, who, inside one of the tunnels, burst into hearty laughter.
....
With the public calmed, it was decided that the Sports Festival would continue—but not before a pause to repair the arena and the damaged stands, a task Cementoss and other similarly specialized heroes had to endure.
Meanwhile, Allen returned to Class 1-A. As soon as he arrived, Momo, Itsuka, and Mina ran to hug him. This left the rest both jealous and embarrassed. However, after not only surviving All For One alone but also managing, in his own way, to turn the people's anger and fear into laughter and optimism, they could only stay quiet and accept that they were standing beside an incredible classmate—and it was natural that he would become popular.
"I was so scared!~" Mina said as she cleverly rubbed her face against Allen's chest.
"Ashido-san, what are you doing?!"
Momo had tons of questions, but everything took a back seat when she saw how shameless the pink girl was acting in front of everyone.
"Yeah, don't you have any decency, Mina?" Itsuka growled. She had lost so much respect for Mina that she had even stopped using honorifics.
Mina, who had been filled with Allenium, lifted her face from Allen's chest, her cheeks red and her gaze intoxicated, then mocked them.
"Say that while you're not clinging to Allen so shamelessly!~"
Both Itsuka and Momo were holding onto Allen's arms—whether unconsciously or on purpose, only they knew.
Momo blushed. "N-No, this isn't what it looks like!" Even so, the black-haired girl didn't let go of Allen.
Itsuka, on the other hand, was bolder and even took Allen's hand.
"It's true… I really was worried about losing him. I'm not ashamed to say it," Itsuka declared, her cheeks red but her voice firm.
Everyone was shocked. Even the shameless Mina opened her mouth before starting to laugh, as if she had finally found a worthy rival.
The two girls stared at each other intensely.
"I-I!" Toru, despite her shyness, stepped forward. Even though Itsuka and Mina shot her looks like a tiger and a dragon, she squeezed between them and wrapped her arms around Allen's neck, then glared at the two girls with the fierceness of a kitten. "I-I'm not giving Allen to you!"
Once again, everyone was stunned. Three girls had just confessed in front of everyone that they liked that shameless bastard Allen.
Allen himself remained silent, wearing a faint smile that only made the boys more irritated.
He was about to speak when Nemuri's voice suddenly interrupted them.
"We'll continue the festival once the arena has been restored. In the meantime, here are the results of the first round!"
There was a slight sternness in her voice—perhaps she had seen what was happening and decided to intervene. That suspicion was confirmed by the fact that even Present Mic didn't seem aware of the situation.
– Tenya Iida vs. Mei Hatsume > Victory: Tenya Iida.
– Ochako Uraraka vs. Toru Hagakure > Draw.
– Momo Yaoyorozu vs. Itsuka Kendo > Victory: Momo Yaoyorozu.
– Mina Ashido vs. Juzo Honenuki > Victory: Mina Ashido.
– Katsuki Bakugo vs. Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu > Victory: Katsuki Bakugo.
– Setsuna Tokage vs. Reiko Yanagi > Victory: Setsuna Tokage.
– Shoto Todoroki vs. Eijiro Kirishima > Victory: Shoto Todoroki.
– Fumikage Tokoyami vs. Hanta Sero > Victory: Fumikage Tokoyami.
– Allen Walker vs. Denki Kaminari > Victory: Allen Walker.
– Izuku Midoriya vs. Kinoko Komori > Victory: Izuku Midoriya.
When the results were shown, everyone turned their attention back to the screen.
Since Ochako and Toru had tied, there were two ways to resolve it: either one of them would advance directly to the next round, or someone would have to face two opponents.
Allen smiled, already knowing what was coming.
Nemuri smiled as well. "Now I will reveal the matches for the next round!"
Everyone's eyes widened when they saw one particular matchup—it was more than a little unusual.
– Allen Walker vs. Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo!
2 vs. 1!
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A/N: Will Allen be known in the future as the Symbol of Shamelessness? haha
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