After eating the breakfast carefully prepared by his mother, Kaminari followed Aizawa and Midnight to school under his mother's worried gaze.

  It's worth mentioning that Kaminari had also called Tetsutetsu, asking if he wao go together, even though it was still quite early.

  After all, it was only six in the m. But since Aizawa and Midnight were teachers, they had to arrive an hour earlier thaudents to prepare.

  As for Tetsutetsu, it was no surprise to see him waiting at the entrance of the subway station.

  "Nothing happeo your family st night, right?" Kaminari asked.

  "No, it was quiet. How about yours?" Tetsutetsu shrugged and smiled.

  "Nothing happened. But I stayed on guard all night yesterday!" Tetsutetsu replied with a hint of frustration.

  "Oh? You stayed up all night, too?" Kaminari raised an eyebrow, surprised. That didn't seem like somethietsu would do.

  "Uh…" Well, I wao stay up, but while I was waiting for your call, I fell asleep at some point, hehe." Tetsutetsu sheepishly scratched his white hair, a bashful grin on his face.

  Kaminari followed the two teachers onto the Shinkansen and shook his head with a wry smile. He couldn't decide whether Tetsutetsu was being overly tense or simply carefree.

  But really, what if someone had actually attacked him in his sleep st night?

  After settling into their seats, Aizawa fell asleep almost instantly, while Midnight pulled out her phone and began scrolling through it habitually.

  "Hey, Kaminari, you seem to be trending online!" Midnight remarked with a grin.

  "Huh?" Kaminari blinked in fusion. Wasn't he already popur?

  "I mean, it's blowing up online right now," she crified, turning her phooward Kaminari. Then, with a teasing tone, she added, "People are saying you got arrested for itting a crime!"

  "Ah, I figured that'd happen," Kaminari sighed helplessly as he g the s. The photo iion showed him aetsu being escorted into a police car, surrounded by several officers.

  Seeing that Kaminari didn't seem particurly bothered, Midnight asked curiously, "Aren't you worried? If this keeps up, you might lose a lot of fans."

  "I don't really care about losing followers," Kaminari replied casually.

  "After all, I earned my current popurity through my work. As long as I keep produg good work iure, I don't have to worry about fans or public opinion."

  He then expio Midnight about his earlier versation with the officer.

  "I see!" Midnight said with a nod of uanding. However, she couldn't help but feel impressed by Kaminari's posure.

  For a teenager just shy of fifteen years old, it was remarkable for him to think so clearly and rationally in su ued situation.

  "And holy, if you think about it, this could be a good thing," Kaminari tinued. "The more people misuand me or criticize me now, the more they'll feel guilty wheruth es out. Those same people will probably beore loyal fans afterward, feeling like they owe me."

  He chuckled, his fidence clear as he spoke about his strategies for managing his public image. Midnight was momentarily stunned, both by his words and his fidence.

  Her i iqued—after all, in this world, professional heroes weren't just heroes; they were also a type of celebrity. Their rankings on the Hero Billboard Chart didn't solely depend on the number of cases they solved or their tributions to society. Public support and popurity also pyed a crucial role—essentially, their fan base mattered.

  "Where did you learn all this? Do you know some celebrity insiders?" Midnight leaned forward, resting her on her hand as she gazed at Kaminari with i.

  "Uh… I just researched it myself," Kaminari replied smoothly. "I've alnned on being a star since I was a kid. Once I achieve my goal of being Japan's top star, I'll expand iionally—Korea, the Uates, a, you ."

  He spoke with practised ease, c up the real source of his knowledge. After all, his previous life's i was filled with tless "celebrity sdals" and "PR tactics."" Those were basically real-life lessons in how to navigate fame.

  In this world, however, most of the media focused on professional heroes, so the public didn't see much of the usual celebrity drama.

  Instead, headlines were dominated by repetitive stories like "Which vilin did so-and-so capture st month?" or "How many missions did this hero plete this week?" or even "Will their ranking go up or dow month?"

  Frankly, Kaminari found it dull. If it weren't for the fshy spectacle of Quirks, it'd hardly be iing. But hey, the public loved it, so who was he to judge?

  And so, for the rest of the train ride, Kaminari and Midnight enthusiastically discussed various methods for managing and cultivating a fan base.

  Tetsutetsu, meanwhile, stared at them in disbelief, pletely speechless.

  What made it even funnier was that Midnight eventually pulled out a notebook and, like a diligent student, began jotting down notes on the key points Kaminari mentioned.

  "I see now. Relying solely on a sexy image has too narrow a reach when it es to attrag fans…" she muttered thoughtfully, pen in hand.

  The one-hour train ride passed quickly amidst their lively versation. Soon enough, the group arrived in front of U.A. High School.

  As expected, given the early hour, the campus was still retively quiet. Only a few diligent students and teachers could be seeering the sost of the students appeared to be from the general studies or support csses.

  "All right, you two head to css a for now," Aizawa instructed. "Tetsutetsu, hand over your new bat uniform. You'll all receive them during the Hero Basics course this afternoon."

  Then, turning to Kaminari, he added, "As for you, just use your previous battle uniform."

  "Yes, sir!" Kaminari replied, a bit surprised that the school had kept his old uniform.

  With that, Aizawa and Midnight headed to their offices. Before leaving, however, Midnight gave Kaminari a pyful wink—just her usual mischievous self. Kaminari could only shake his head helplessly at her antics.

  "Kaminari!"

  "Tetsutetsu!"

  A familiar voice suddenly called out from behind. Turning around, the two saw the person they had both been thinking about.

  It was Kyoka waviedly as she ran toward them. The golden light of the m sun framed her figure, making her look even more vibrant.

  "Kyoka!"

  The three of them didn't realize it at first, but the se felt almost identical to when they had first entered U.A. The same youthful energy. The same joy.

  Maybe this was the unique "fragrance" of friendship blossoming on campus, a sense of reunion filled with shared memories and experiences.

  Today's Hero Basics course was bound to be lively aing.

  After all, growth is best withrough the support of your rades.

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