Aizawa glared at his partner. "Now then … can I trust you … to not say ANYTHING … stupid this time?"
"You've left scars that even villains would say is too much. You made your point." Yamada sighed, scratching the bandages that he wrapped himself in. He couldn't go to Recovery Girl until after the festival ended. "So is your problem child going to be okay?"
"Yeah, he's still competing against better judgment, but he'll be fine." The man spoke. He already went far enough, but for some reason, decided to still go on. "My main problem right now is you, not embarrassing this school anymore."
"Shouta, baby, when have I EVER embarrassed the school?"
"Ever since you've attended here as a student, so always." The electric eel incident could never be forgotten. "Just tone down the bias. Bakugo's a wild animal, but we're here to push it in the right direction, not berate him in front of a live audience."
"Fine, fine." He coughed. "In this corner, we have the exploding madman!" Aizawa began to crack his knuckles. "The boy that has literally blown up all the competition in his way, KATSUKI BAKUGO!" Once again, the stadium was filled with half cheers and half boos. So many irrational people in the audience, and quite a few were heroes as well.
"I hate to see the pr team that ever has to work with him." Aizawa quietly muttered to himself. The brat strove to be like All Might, but he was coming off more like Endeavor, except the number two hero actually COULD direct all that terrible attitude into something more constructive.
"Me too man." Mic agreed off air, before going back. "And in the other is a man of steel that punches his way through problems like a bulldozer, determination in spades, EIJIRO KIRISHIMA!" His ears were going to be hurting.
The crowd went wild as the boy smiled and waved, before making his way in, Midnight about to call it. Time for another nap, that was one thing he could count on Kirishima's durability for.
==
"Mount, you mind toning down the gloating?"
"Oh, is it bothering you how well i'm doing?" She smirked.
"Well a bit, but i'm more concerned with how close Death Arms is to a murder spree."
"He had a fucking quirk and just hid it, would have changed everything!" Why, he still could have won, just not as flashily. "You know what, fuck it, quadruple or nothing on Suzuki!"
"Okay then, I'll bet on Iida." She shrugged as the others turned. "Hey, I like little golden blue, but he probably didn't use that quirk of his until he felt like the time was right. Even if he recovers enough for the fight, I think his time is over for now." Nothing to be ashamed of, all quirks had their limits, she knew hers very well.
"Like you said, he's a lucky ball, I'll take my chances." Death Arms muttered. Maybe she should stop after this, she already owned half his land. "What about you Kamui?"
"Not choosing Bakugo or Kirishima just yet … but definitely betting on vines."
"And me invisible, may the best lovestruck crazy win." She shook the branchy hand.
"Love struck?" Both of her partners tilted their heads.
"You seriously didn't notice how gaga they are for Suzuki during the Cavalry battle?"
"I mean they don't stare at his ass whenever he walks away." Death arms spoke up.
"The hell makes you think that's what counts as gaga!?" He had one comment, one chance, to not be stepped on.
"The fact you look at Kamui's ass whenever he walks away." Yep, she had no regrets about taking all his money now. He was going to spend a LONG time sulking in cheap apartments, and she'll revel in every moment of it.
"Ah, disregarding whether or not that's true." Kamui had the decency to pretend not to be embarrassed. "I just thought they were being nice to the kid."
"Oh no, nice would be just saying hello and encouraging you, they're both competing for his attention, death glaring at each other one minute and smiling happily the moment he turns to them." She laughed. "Their fight is gonna draw some fucking blood."
==
Dabi sat back, booing the fight in question. All these dumb kids trying to be 'heroes', god, he couldn't believe the world still thought they existed. The word lost all meaning the moment it became something other than what you read in the funny books, he had the scars to prove it.
The only fight that brought him any sense of satisfaction was with Endeavor's brat and the boy with that crazy bone shattering power. He got to see his sperm donor's 'precious legacy' be frozen and nearly killed. He got cock blocked in the end. Sure the boy lost horribly, but he was barely damaged. Just a little more force and Suzuki could've turned the kid into wall pizza.
But nope, he spent the whole fight, according to his lip reading, trying to get the little guy to 'accept who he is' and 'use your own power' or some sentimental shit like that. Quirks were just tools to make you strong, like he was. But everyone thought Dabi was fragile and weak, especially with his skin damage.
Maybe that was another reason why he was slightly more invested in Todoroki's fight. The blue smiling brat he was fighting brutally damaged himself, practically turning his own body to powder just trying to talk to the little bastard. And even when the kid was minutes from dropping dead from his own actions, he managed to beat that icy-hot snot for the whole world to see.
Dabi felt slightly more vindicated about his own plans now, not that he ever had any doubt. Endeavor denied him the opportunity to shine, he threw him away the moment he didn't show 'perfect' results and replaced him with 'perfect' pretty boy the moment he was born.
But there was still time, he just needed to figure out how to make the bastard suffer in the best way possible. Maybe he could point that 'hero killer' in the right direction, have the man crippled.
==
Krisihima was quickly regretting starting off slow, forgetting that they had an inverse situation on 'time equals power' instead of the same. Now Katuki's explosions were doing much more damage and his hardened body was barely holding up. His quirk had limited uses, he wasn't unaware of that, all defense with limited offense capabilities, but he could tough it out. His MANLY spirit could push through any situation!
His next punch landed without a hitch … only to see Katsuki's head turn without much reaction. "I finally chipped it away, haven't I?" Shit. "You see what I meant about quirks not being unlimited, dumbass?" Katsuki continued with an explosion to Kirishima's face
"I may have … put a picture together." He coughed up some smoke as the exploding boy now doubled his assault, one attack after another as his natural armor chipped away. "But quirk or not, I'm not backing down without a fight!" He kept charging forward, sending his own fist into Katsuki's stomach. If Iruma was manly enough to push on through without a quirk, he could do the same!
"The slug fest continues with neither opponent backing down! Both are looking pretty exhausted! Who's going to remain on their toes!" He would, with his spirit that pushed on!
"Since you're on the slow side, I probably should remind you of what happens in a long fight. Both sides get tired, both start to sweat more." Sweat...just like how Bakugo's quirk worked...damn it, the long fight was in his favor! It explained why the explosions were getting stronger at least.
"Doesn't matter, I'll make it through!" He shouted, trying to throw another punch, only to be hit in the gut, hard. "Ow." He muttered, falling to the ground. He tried to get up, only for Bakugo to pin him, both hands letting loose a flurry of explosions. The guy's control was incredible!
"It's..not...manly...to back down...without giving everything you got!" He had one last burst of energy in him, so he was going to make it count! "PLUS ULTRA!" He began to throw two punches, hearing a grunt as they landed, a smirk on Kirishima's face.
"You actually made contact." Katsuki pointed out, still keeping the barrage of explosions on him. "NOW DIE!" So manly! Well, being attacked by someone so manly was a pretty cool way to pass out.
==
"Katsuki Bakugo is the winner!" Shishida had to roll his eyes at the announcement. Sure, it was expected, but that didn't mean he had to like it, if the one-half of the stadium booing the winner was any indication.
"As expected, no one will cheer for the likes of such a brute as Bakugo." Monoma prattled on. "Such is the horrid rank of failure that is 1-A."
"Hey, it's only half the crowd booing." Setsuna defended her frankly out of nowhere and disturbing crush.
"You have no right to defend. Even Pony thinks what you call 'flirting' is sick, and it's Pony!" Monoma made a solid case.
" I actually think it's a little cute, if a bit too forward. I just assumed Setsuna was a shameless flirt, Didn't think she'd be interested in anybody to be honest." The girl spoke in her native tongue, though only about two or three students knew what she actually said.
"I'm interested in others. I just prefer someone who can 'top a top'." That sounded downright abusive. "So our MVP here is going off against her own Cavalry teammate."
"I will send the whore to the pits of hell, in the name of the lord." … Okay, Shishida either needed to be asexual or never find anyone, because he was just convinced romance brought out the worst in people.
"But what if Suzuki ends up winning his match?" Honenuki joined in on the conversation. "You'll probably end up fighting him down the line at this rate."
"Then I will simply surender in his name." The girl bowed. "Now if you excuse me, I must pray for god's grace during this match." Shiozaki bowed and walked away, leaving the class in silence.
"Okay, she doesn't actually believe the guy is an angel, right?" Shishida broke them out of the silence. "It's just her own cute nickname for him?"
"I'm half expecting her to start a cult around him.." Rei responded semi-seriously.