Recovery Girl's POV
I sighed again as I put away my medical tools and glanced at the boy lying in the corner bed...
Ryujin Kazuma.
This kid wasn't just dangerous—he felt like something that was born to fight, not to study or live out a normal teenage life.
Honestly, his body should be a wreck. The scars alone were too many. I don't know what he went through before this test… or even before enrolling here.
And I saw the footage—his condition should have been worse.
But in person...
No broken ribs.No bruising.Muscle tissues healing beyond normal speed.Some wounds already closed… without me even laying a finger on him.
What's more disturbing—the strange drink he had right before passing out. I have no idea what it was, but… it's triggered recovery down to the cellular level unnaturally.
I don't like this kind of thing.
Not because it helped him recover—but because I don't know what's in it… or what it could be doing to his brain.
And worst of all...
His little friend won't calm down…!
I couldn't help but hold my forehead in frustration.
What is with kids these days? Shot through the shoulder and still excited? And smiling like he's having a pleasant dream...
Recovery Girl: "Oh, for heaven's sake… I've got a headache."
Meanwhile, Midoriya, in the next bed over, mumbled with a raspy voice—
Midoriya: "Uraraka… why are you… so beautiful…"
Just what kind of class is this?
The door opened softly.
A tall man in a suit quietly stepped into the room—
All Might.
Even though his former muscular form was long gone, the shadow of the No.1 Hero still loomed large in the room.
All Might: "Recovery-san… how are the kids?"
The small old woman, who had been checking Bakugo's vitals, turned sharply—like she'd been waiting for that very question.
Recovery Girl: "How are they!?" She pointed furiously. "Look at them! These kids almost died out there! And you let them go at each other like that in an exam!?"
Thwack!
Her cane lightly smacked All Might's leg—just enough to make him flinch and realize his mistake.
Recovery Girl: "You're a teacher now—not just a symbol of peace! If that boy—Kazuma—had pulled the trigger a little harder... Bakugo's spinal cord might not even be in the right place anymore!"
All Might bowed his head in remorse. He knew it. This had gone far beyond just a "lesson."
All Might: "…I'm sorry. I should've stepped in sooner…"
He sighed deeply.
All Might: "But they were… so serious about it. That stubbornness—it reminded me of myself when I was young. Especially young Midoriya… and Kazuma."
Recovery Girl: "Speaking of Kazuma—I've seen the footage."Her voice was calm, but her gaze was piercing.
Recovery Girl: "That kid lost control. No hesitation. No morality. So what do you think?"
All Might: "...He's dangerous, yes," he murmured.
All Might: "But… in a way, I saw something in him—something that might… allow him to understand One For All even better than Midoriya."
Suddenly—
Rustle.
Their eyes turned to Kazuma's bed.
He was awake. Eyes half-open. Sharp. Focused.
Kazuma: "…One For All?"
Ryujin's POV
Wrapped under a warm blanket, dreaming the most glorious dream of Momo in a sexy bunny suit—yes, that bunny suit—I was rudely interrupted by a couple of loud voices.
Old lady nagging again, I thought.And All Might's voice too? What's this, a reunion?
Ryujin (thinking):Come on… you don't interrupt a dream like that…
I mumbled to myself and slowly opened one eye, pretending to still be asleep, and started eavesdropping.
They were too serious for me to ignore.
Then I heard it—One For All.They mentioned Midoriya… and the way they talked—it gave me chills.
Ryujin: "No way... That power's going to become my problem now?"
I sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes.
Ryujin: "Hey… are you dumping your burden on that kid?"
All Might jumped, startled. I couldn't tell if it was because I was awake or because of what I said. Either way, he immediately reverted to his skeletal form and started coughing blood.
All Might: "Kazuma, my boy!! I—I didn't expect you to wake up so soon!"
I smirked.
Ryujin: "Startled enough to skeleton-up, huh, Mr. No.1 Hero?"
All Might: "You… heard everything?" he asked nervously.
Ryujin: "Yeah, but don't worry. I'm not selling it to the media or anything."
He sighed in relief and began explaining everything—the story of One For All, the villains in the shadows, and what Midoriya would have to face.
As I listened, I let out a heavy sigh, not bothering to hide my thoughts.
Ryujin:If that kid dies… then what?
All Might (serious): "Kazuma, my boy… please… will you help Midoriya train his Quirk?"
I made a face.
Ryujin: "Wow. What a nice way of dumping everything on me."
But then I remembered that entrance exam—how that kid almost fell to his death on day one—and I couldn't help but feel annoyed.
Ryujin: "…Fine. Better than letting him die like a moron."
All Might's eyes lit up with gratitude. He even poofed back into his muscle form.
All Might: "Thank you, Kazuma! Really! So… is there anything you'd like in return?"
I smirked.
Ryujin: "You know what money is, right?"
He paused… then laughed loudly.
All Might: "Hahaha! Kids these days, huh!"
Ryujin (thinking):Who doesn't love money…? Even if I already have plenty.
He then pulled out his phone and showed me a video.
It was me—using Fell Bullet.
All Might: "This technique you used… What exactly is it, Kazuma?"
I froze—not because I was shocked, but because I needed to think of an excuse.
Ryujin (thinking):Can't let them know I have more than one Quirk… Even Aizawa only knows one.
I smiled faintly and answered as smoothly as I could.
Ryujin: "Oh, that? Just… a special move I developed. Y'know, from training my Quirk."
Ryujin: "Everyone's got to keep an ace up their sleeve, right? Who just shows their trump card?"
All Might nodded slowly.
All Might: "I see…"
He turned to leave, but paused at the door.
All Might: "I'm counting on you to look after Midoriya, Kazuma."
I didn't reply—just waved lazily as he left.
Once the door closed, I dropped back into bed, muttering to myself.
Ryujin: "My messed-up life… is only going to get more chaotic, huh…"
Ryujin's Return to Class
Ryujin walked back toward the classroom, his mind filled with all kinds of swirling thoughts. The fight, the exam, Midoriya, Bakugo… even Momo. But before long, he arrived at the classroom door.
He could tell the day was almost over—just two more periods, and both were free periods.
As he slid the door open, every pair of eyes turned toward him.
It made him feel a little embarrassed… just a little.
He made his way to his seat—which happened to be right in front of Momo Yaoyorozu.
Within moments, most of the class had crowded around him… except for Todoroki, who remained silent at his desk.
And the chatter began.
They were all talking about the test—how intense it was, how scared they were—and how Ryujin had to face off with the most hot-headed guy in the whole class.
Mineta: "Bro! I seriously thought you were DEAD!"
He waved his arms around, genuinely alarmed.
Kaminari: "Yeah! You got a whole explosion to the face! I thought someone was gonna die, man!"
Tsuyu: "But even so… you survived. And you showed off that terrifying power too, kero."
She put a finger to her lips—it was actually kind of cute.
Sero: "I thought you were gonna shoot someone for real!"
He shivered a little at the memory.
Shoji: "Are you okay?"
Koda: "Are you hurt anywhere?"
Ryujin looked around. They were genuinely worried.
Ryujin: "Hey, come on now. I made it out alive, didn't I?"
Suddenly—
Momo stepped forward and hugged him, her eyes shimmering with tears. She whispered beside his ear:
Momo: "I thought you were going to die…"
Startled, Ryujin gently hugged her back, running his hand through her hair.
Ryujin: "I'm fine. Hey, wanna see Little Jin's abs again?"
He grinned cheekily.
Momo's face flushed bright red. She turned away with puffed cheeks.
Momo: "Tch! Who'd want to see your abs again anyway?!"
She was practically a tomato at this point. She suddenly realized everyone else was watching—and she wanted nothing more than to dig a hole and vanish inside it.
Ryujin couldn't help but laugh at how cute she looked.
Mineta: "You're SO lucky, bro! A gorgeous girlfriend and abs?! That's just not fair!"
He was crying blood.
Ryujin patted him on the back. "Don't worry, I'll take you out girl-hunting sometime."
The girls nearby? Oh, they were not happy.
Momo saying "again" about his abs? That meant she'd already seen way more than she admitted. And now? It was like sparks were flying between her and every other girl in the room.
They moved on to talking about their personal lives, their worries, dreams—it was fun.
Before long, the classroom door opened again.
Kirishima walked in, bandaged from head to toe.
Ryujin had no idea if he was still angry about the test. He didn't want things to get worse between them.
So, Ryujin walked over to him and extended his hand.
Ryujin: "Ryujin Kazuma."
Kirishima blinked in surprise—then smiled and grabbed his hand.
Kirishima: "Eijiro Kirishima."
Ryujin: "Sorry about the exam."
Kirishima: "Don't worry, bro! That was seriously manly of you."
Ryujin: "Nah… I think you're the manlier one."
Kirishima: "For real? Thanks, man!"
The handshake turned into laughter. Soon enough, the others joined in the conversation, and it all became fun and chaotic. The room was filled with warmth, and Ryujin felt like… they were finally becoming closer.
Eventually, the bell rang, and everyone began to pack up.
After Class – Chaos (and Cute Trouble)
Midoriya, now fully recovered, started wandering the halls—probably looking for Bakugo. He passed by the group, and when he saw how Ryujin and Kirishima looked after that handshake…
His eyes widened in shock.
Midoriya (thinking):Wait… this looks just like that scene from that one BL anime—NO! NOPE! STOP IT, BRAIN!
He shook his head wildly, cheeks burning.
Meanwhile, Momo had come up to Ryujin again. He reached for her hand, and she took it gently.
Ida suddenly jumped in between them, chopping the air rapidly.
Ida: "Ahem! According to U.A. school regulations, Section 4, Paragraph 2, Subclause B—!"
Ryujin: "Would I die if I broke just one rule…?"
Laughter erupted. Momo giggled beside him. Even Ida had to suppress a smirk.
Outside the School – A Surprise Gift
Ryujin headed toward his motorcycle, ready to ride off into the sunset—when suddenly, a U.A. uniform appeared floating in front of him.
Ryujin: "...Tooru?"
Tooru: "The one and only!"
Her cheerful voice came from thin air.
Ryujin: "What are you doing here?"
Tooru: "Well… I, uh… I wanted to give you something!"
Something dark floated toward him.
Ryujin carefully caught it—accidentally brushing his fingers against hers, which made her squeak in surprise.
Ryujin (thinking):Adorable.
He unfolded the dark fabric—a black headband, embroidered with a tiny white butterfly in the corner.
Ryujin: "Did you say… you knitted this?"
Tooru: "I sew too!"
She said, flailing shyly.
Ryujin: "It looks amazing, Tooru. Thank you."
Ryujin: "So… why a butterfly?"
Tooru: "Your Quirk. It reminded me of one. So I… made this for you."
She swayed back and forth, clearly flustered.
Ryujin: "Thank you, Tooru."
Tooru: "Anytime!!"
She turned and floated off like a breeze.
The Queen Awakens
And behind Ryujin…
He felt it.
A cold gaze. A predator's stare.
He didn't need to turn around.
He already knew.
Ryujin: "Uh… Momo-chan."
Her voice came sharp and icy.
Momo: "Don't say a word. Take me home. Now."
Ryujin: "Yes, ma'am."
He jumped on the bike with the speed of a man who valued his life, ready to ride straight to her mansion—and maybe beg for forgiveness later.