"New Quirks!"

  "New Quirks?"

  "New Quirks?!"

  Kaminari's decration wasn't just heard by Bakugo, Todoroki, and the others nearby, it echoed across the Sports Field. Even the people watg from the viewing ptform, their eyes glued to the rge s, were stunned into silence.

  For a brief moment, everyone had the same rea: they were frozen in shock, fusion, and disbelief.

  "Is it true?"

  Despite some earlier suspis, All Might couldn't fully believe it until Kaminari admitted it himself.

  Meanwhile, in the principal's office atop U.A. High's main teag building, Principal Nezu burst into ughter as he watched the se unfold on his puter s.

  "Ridiculous!"

  "This kid really thinks All Might and the others are clueless!"

  Nezu had a sharp memory, enhanced by his Quirk, "High Specs," which granted him unparalleled intelligence. He vividly recalled Kaminari usiromagic effects to manipute steel during the entrance exam. Back then, Kaminari had already demonstrated the ability to onize iron by creating a temporary projectile.

  It was obvious to hat Kaminari's abilities had progressed signifitly sihen. Not only had he honed his Quirk to gee magic fields, but he had also pushed its applications to genius levels.

  Most people wouldn't pay much attention to the meics of his Quirk, they might be amazed in the moment, only tet about it a few days ter. But Nezu wasn't like most people. Even the smallest details from years ago could be recalled instantly if he chose to.

  Watg Kaminari manipute the iron sand now, it was immediately clear to him: this wasn't a "new Quirk." It was a refi of teiques Kaminari had already been w on.

  "But why cim it's a new Quirk?"

  uzzled Nezu most was Kaminari's motivation. It wasn't easy to guess such things, as they often stemmed from personal ambitions or desires.

  "Is it just a young man's o show off and seek attention?"

  After a moment of thought, Nezu settled on this reasoning. It seemed the most logical expnation. After all, Kaminari was a fifteen-year-old genius—a boy who had already bee somewhat of a public figure. His fidence, and perhaps a slight tendency to exaggerate, wasn't surprising given his age and circumstances.

  This thought brought back memories of Kaminari's boldness during the Hero Sports Festival, when he decred victory with unwavering fiden front of 120,000 spectators.

  "Remember my name… and remember how I looked when I cimed the ! I am Kaminari Denki!"

  Nezu also recalled Kaminari's fearless taunt during the cavalry battle:

  "You think you're attag me? Sorry to disappoint you, I'm the one challenging all of you!"

  Smiling at these memories, Nezu felt his earlier guess was likely correct.

  "It seems youth is at work here," Nezu murmured. "But still… he shouldn't uimate the intellect of adults. Well, most adults."

  His gaze shifted back to the s, where All Might stood frozen in disbelief. Nezu couldn't resist adding, "Although, to be fair, All Might rarely used his brain to tackle problems in the past…"

  With that remark, Nezu reached into his desk drawer, retrieved a Bluetooth headset, and muttered to himself, "I suppose it's time to step in. We 't let Kaminari think he's fooled everyone, especially not his teachers."

  Ba Sports Field Y, the students of Css 1-A were still processing what they'd just heard. Shocked murmurs rippled through the group as they struggled to make sense of Kaminari's cim.

  But amid the otion, All Might's expression shifted. His initial surprise gave way to a sterermination as he took a step forward. His voiow tinged with urgency, rang out:

  "Nonsense!"

  "What do you mean, 'new Quirks'? Do you think I fot about you during the entrance exam?"

  "All of this—the iron sand—is clearly aension of your eleagic abilities! It's the same as when you worked with Tetsutetsu to destroy the Zero-Pointer!"

  Kaminari's smile froze. He hadn't expected All Might to ect the dots so quickly. For a moment, his fidence faltered, aammered, "You… you saw that back then?"

  "Huh?"

  All Might frowned in fusion. He wasn't used to seeing Kaminari so flustered. The boy's usual bravado seemed to crumble under his scrutiny.

  "Is he panig because I called him out? Did I overdo it?" All Might wondered, suddenly sed-guessing his tone.

  ed he might have intimidated Kaminari, All Might softened his expression and offered a reassuring smile.

  "Of course I saw it! When you aetsu took down that Zero-Pointer, I cheered for you along with the other teachers."

  "Wait, the other teachers?!"

  Kaminari's eyes widened in shock, his posure pletely unraveling.

  "Yes," All Might replied, tilting his head slightly. "The principal, Aizawa, Midnight, toss, Vd… there were about seven ht of us there."

  For a moment, Kaminari was silent. His face grew stiff, a out a long, weary sigh as he g the enormous iron sculpture he had just created.

  "So… they've known all along…" he muttered, his voice ced with resignation.

  "Huh?"

  All Might blinked, fused by Kaminari's rea. He was about to press further when Nezu's voice came through his earpiece.

  "All Might, that's enough questioning. He won't admit anything in front of everyone, no matter how much you push him. Instead, have him dismahe sculpture immediately."

  Nezu's tourned firm as he added, "Something se and self-tered has no p U.A.'s grounds. Even you, the Symbol of Peaever had a statue here."

  All Might nodded slightly before turning bainari.

  "Young Kaminari," he said, his voice firm but kind, "please take down this sculpture. The school doesn't allow personal mos like this."

  Before Kaminari could respond, Nezu's voice came through the earpiece again, this time with an ued addition:

  "However, let him know that if he wants to create 'artwork' on Sports Field Y, the school will allow it, as long as it's smaller in scale and matches the industrial aesthetic of the area."

  All Might hesitated for a moment, fused by Nezu's sudden ge in tone, but eventually reyed the message.

  Clearing his throat, he said, "Also… the school will permit smaller-scale artwork on the field, but it must align with the style of the area. So, uh, keep that in mind."

  Kaminari, still staring at the t sculpture, let out anh.

  "Alright, I get it," he muttered, already preparing to undo his creation.