—Gather in one spot and don't move!— Aizawa shouted as he put on his goggles, and all his aura of calm and boredom disappeared.
—Is this part of the training?— asked Kirishima, confused. Mei's body tensed, ready to break jaws.
For his part, Tetsumaru let out a decent amount of Satetsu from his seals, piercing the ground in thin threads of it and moving them slowly but steadily towards the adversaries' position.
—No... They are Villains,— Aizawa said solemnly. He didn't like the situation.
—I wonder... will All Might show up if we kill these brats?— declared the guy with hands all over his body, intimidating some of the students of class 1-A.
—Thirteen, start the evacuation and look after the students. These villains must be interfering with the signals, Kaminari, try to contact U.A. too!— ordered Eraser Head before launching into battle, ignoring Midoriya's words.
Aizawa demonstrated his combat skills and the use of his Quirk, disdainfully striking down the initial wave of opponents. But Midoriya was right: There were too many enemies.
—We have to go!— shouted Iida, calling out to a static Izuku. Just then, they were blocked by a strange mist, the same one that brought all the villains here.
Kurogiri.
—I'm afraid I cannot allow that,— said the villain. Before he could begin his introduction, a blur of blue and copper shot out from among the students.
Terumi Mei's fist impacted the collar worn by the mist-like thing, judging that it would be a vital point for this guy.
—No, fall back!— Thirteen yelled, alarmed by her student's audacity.
Kurogiri recoiled, taken by surprise. But it would take more than a hard punch to take him down.
—What a fiery girl... If it had been a normal person, you would have suffered serious injuries, you know,— the villain commented dryly. —Oh well, better to leave them to—
Again, Kurogiri was interrupted, this time by the explosive boy and Kirishima, who tried to imitate the kunoichi and kick the guy in front of them. The villain was forced to retreat and narrowed his eyes.
—Damn it, get out of here, rude brats,— he said coldly and enveloped some of them in his mist, sending them to different locations.
A smug smile crossed Mei's lips as she was enveloped in darkness, only to reappear in an unfamiliar terrain with buildings all around. An urban environment, whose purpose she neither understood nor cared about.
—Kuku, we hit the jackpot, boys!— exclaimed a man with a large belly, a pig's nose, and for some reason, his eyes were enveloped in an unnatural shadow, preventing visualization. A wide and arrogant smile adorned the stereotype that, in the past, would have made Mei laugh. Now it only filled her with repulsion.
The man licked his lips and took a few steps toward Mei. Although she couldn't see his eyes, it was clear that the pig was imagining Mei's slender but toned body in situations that, again, she now found disgusting.
But she didn't panic. Instead, a sweet but cold smile spread across her lips.
—Hm? What do we have here... Are you one of those perverts who enjoys being abu— he couldn't finish his words.
In an instant, Mei had appeared in front of him, her smile permanent and her shinguards embedded in the pig-man's groin. The impact was so strong that the subject rose several centimeters, his jewels now shattered.
A look of horror, stupefaction, and an agony like no man should ever feel flooded him. He didn't even have the strength to scream. There was no air for such an action.
As soon as he landed, the man remained standing, pale as a sheet of paper. He collapsed sideways, stiff as a statue. He did not open his eyes again until several days later.
Taking advantage of her opponents' disbelief, Mei launched herself into the group of villains with her explosive speed, provided by sending chakra pulses to her legs.
It wasn't the Shunshin, but few would be able to react to that. Much less if they had chills and phantom pains in their balls.
Mei made sure not to appear too dominant. She didn't want the villains to paint a target on her back.
A villain with metallic hands reacted faster than the others, stepping forward and delivering a punch lacking technique to the teenager. Mei deflected the punch's trajectory with her forearm while kicking the man's knee.
The man's terrible posture forced him to kneel, at which point Mei delivered a knee strike to the poor devil's nose.
She didn't enhance its power with chakra, otherwise she might kill the man. But her natural strength, above that of a girl her age, and the metallic kneepads were enough to knock the villain blank.
—You little bitch!— snarled another fellow whose hair seemed to be formed of thorns. He thrashed strangely, to the point Mei thought he'd break his neck.
The kunoichi had to move to the side to avoid the spikes that shot out from the man's movement.
—What kind of ridiculous mutation is that?— the girl asked her opponent.
—Tsk, brat, not all of us were born with the gift of beauty. I'll make sure you scream my name and beg for forgiveness on your knees— the villain spat. Mei rolled her eyes and lunged at the guy, her open palm striking the man's chin, preventing him from thrashing and firing more spikes.
—That's a stupid and far-fetched way to reach that conclusion,— she commented to him right before delivering a punch to his groin, leaving him convulsing with foam pouring from his mouth.
—Why is she so relentless when it comes to hitting balls?— thought the other criminals surrounding her, beads of sweat dripping down their foreheads.
Unconsciously, Mei took the opportunity to release some of her years of pent-up frustration after losing the most valuable thing to her. If she had lost her virility, then these scumbags didn't deserve to keep theirs.
—Fufufu, don't worry, gentlemen. If you stop being disgusting, maybe I won't crush your balls— said the Mizukage's incarnation with a smile as sweet as if she were talking to a loved one.