On the second-floor balcony of the party venue, Kaminari crouched behind a pillar, peering down at the villains below as he silently counted their numbers.
"Ten hostiles. The iron-masked guy isn't here—looks like he went after Midoriya and the others."
His mind raced as he assessed the situation.
How do I take out these armed villains while ensuring everyone's safety?
In reality, things weren't as bad as he had feared.
The boss who nearly killed Tetsutetsu was nowhere in sight.
"If I can't save everyone… then at the very least, I have to protect my parents."
Taking a deep breath, Kaminari reached for the Golden Poké Ball strapped to his waist.
Since the final exam, he had deliberately avoided relying too much on Gold Sand, leaving four of these Poké Balls at home and only carrying one with him.
Still—he never left without one.
Because while his Quirks were excellent in combat, they lacked the versatility needed for rescue operations.
If Pikachu were here, it would be controlling the Golden Poké Ball instead. But right now, Pikachu was downstairs—which meant Kaminari had to handle this himself.
He crouched lower, gripping the pillar with his left hand while holding the Golden Poké Ball in his right. His eyes slowly closed.
At the same time, golden electricity began crackling around his body.
The sparks quickly gathered, forming an aura of golden flames—the telltale sign of his High-Voltage Mode.
Normally, this mode was accompanied by an intense crackling sound—but Kaminari couldn't afford to alert the villains below.
So instead—
He carefully activated God-Speed first, then gradually transitioned into High-Voltage Mode.
Every movement was precise.
Then, he adjusted his breathing rhythm, using the Breathing Techniques taught to him by Edgeshot.
His body entered a state of deep meditation, almost as if he were sleeping.
But his mind?
It was sharper than ever.
His electrical energy combined with the radio waves generated by High-Voltage Mode, forming a unique electromagnetic field.
Suddenly, his senses expanded.
It was as if he could see and hear everything with perfect clarity.
This technique—known as "Mantra" in One Piece, used by Enel—was something Kaminari had personally renamed:
"Radar."
Unfortunately, his Meditation skills were still lacking.
Unlike Aizawa, who could suppress his presence while monitoring his surroundings, Kaminari's awareness wasn't fully controlled yet.
Zzzzt—
A subtle crackle echoed as the Golden Poké Ball in his palm floated into the air, then disassembled itself.
In mere moments, it transformed into ten long, thin golden needles.
"Go."
Through Radar, Kaminari locked onto every gun-wielding villain.
Then—after counting down from three—he fired.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
The ten electrified needles shot through the air, glowing gold beneath the ballroom's massive crystal chandelier.
"?!?"
"What the—!"
"Look out!!"
Some villains spotted the incoming attack—but it was too late.
The needles were too fast, too unpredictable, and too numerous.
The guards were paralyzed with hesitation, unable to determine where to shoot.
"Agh—my hand!!"
"What the hell?! Electricity?! It's electrified!!"
The needles stabbed directly into their palms.
Pain surged through them as paralysis took hold. Their fingers went numb, and their weapons clattered to the floor.
"Golden needles? Electricity?!"
On the stage, All Might, who had been lying motionless suddenly snapped his head up.
His eyes widened.
"Kaminari, boy!!"
But before he could react—
A golden flash descended from above.
Kaminari dove down from the second floor, Justice Coat billowing, heading straight for the only villain who hadn't been hit by a needle!
"Go to hell!!"
The villain, clad in black body armor and a tactical mask reacted instantly.
He dodged sideways, deflecting one of the golden needles with the butt of his rifle, then immediately aimed his gun upwards.
A trained elite.
"Kaminari, watch out!!"
All Might shouted.
"Kaminari!!"
His parents nearly screamed in terror.
Any parent would panic seeing their child getting shot at.
Everyone in the room held their breath—
But then—
They witnessed the impossible.
"Oh… my… god…"
A blonde woman from the U.S. gasped, covering her mouth.
The bullets.
Stopped.
A full meter away from Kaminari.
It was as if time had frozen.
The villain's rifle muzzle was still spitting fire, but it was useless.
Every single bullet hovered motionless in the air, unable to touch him.
Meanwhile, Kaminari kept moving.
Leaping from the balcony, he crashed into the villain, grabbing his helmet and slamming him face-first into the ground.
It didn't even take two seconds.
BANG!
CRACK—!
"AAGGHHHHH!!!"
A violent surge of electricity erupted from Kaminari's right hand, causing the villain to convulse violently.
Ignoring his screams, Kaminari raised his left hand.
And snapped his fingers.
"Lightning Chain—500,000 Volts!"
Golden lightning surged from his palm, connecting to the golden needles embedded in the villains' hands.
ZZZZZTTTT!!
Electric currents spread instantly, engulfing every single villain in a chain reaction of electricity.
"AAAGGHHH!!!"
Their screams filled the hall as their bodies convulsed uncontrollably.
As the last villain hit the ground, the ballroom fell into absolute silence.
All eyes turned to the blond-haired boy standing tall in the center of the room.
The golden aura surrounding him slowly faded.
Then—his gaze softened as he turned toward his parents.
A warm, confident smile spread across his face.
"Dad, Mom—I'm here to save you!"
"Son…!"
His mother ran forward, tears streaming as she threw her arms around him.
Pikachu jumped up, clinging tightly to him as well.
His father let out a shaky breath, his face pale.
"I thought… I thought I was going to lose you."
"I'm fine," Kaminari reassured them, hugging his mother tightly.
As she sobbed into his chest, his eyes darkened.
A deep, unshakable coldness settled into his expression.
"That red-haired masked bastard… controls metal, doesn't he?"
(To be continued.)
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