"Sigh..."

  Kaminari, now drained of electricity, stepped into the elevator and hit the button for the ground floor. The elevator's quiet hum filled the air, the only sound as he desded. No BGM, no explosions just the soft whirr of the maery.

  This was a rare moment of peace, giving him time to think.

  It wasn't that Kaminari didn't want to keep up his cool, "high-speed movemerance, with "Only My Railgun" bsting as he heroically swept Jiro off her feet from outside the building. But his body had other pns. The "super eleagi" he'd just used had wiped out all the electricity in his system.

  Luckily, the glove on his right hand had started recharging him. The crystal on the back of his glove emitted a soft, glowing blue light as it worked.

  Now, about that eleagic railgun…

  In truth, that move was Kaminari's stro attack, but before this, his "railgun" had only been a knockoff version of Misaka Mikoto's teique, using s as a medium. The range was short, and the power output was capped, with a maximum distance of only fifty meters.

  The reason for using s aside from being easy to carry was his trol over eleagism. It simply wasn't strong enough for anything more plex. Uhe Misaka Mikoto of another world, Kaminari had some serious limitations to sider.

  That's why wheold Tetsutetsu and Jiro he had a 50% ce of success, he was holy overselling it. The actual odds were way lower. If the railgun failed, the worst that would happen was that he'd run out of power without being able to unch Tetsutetsu at the Zero Pointer.

  Still, it had been a gamble worth taking.

  After all, what's life without a little risk?

  As long as you're prepared for the sequences and hahem, why not go for it?

  And this time, it had paid off. Not only had Kaminari secured passing marks for himself, Tetsutetsu, and Jiro, but he'd also grabbed the attention of U.A.'s teachers. Most importantly, though, he had gained a deeper uanding of his railgun teique.

  This wasn't something he could have learned from studyiromagism ibooks. It was the kind of knowledge that came from real experience, from pushing his limits in the heat of battle. While the payoff might not be obvious yet, Kaminari khat iure, this experience would be crucial for developing more advanced eleagic teiques.

  "Still... I should brush up more oromagism..."

  *Ding!*

  The elevator reached the first floor, the soft chime snapping Kaminari out of his thoughts. The metal doors slid open with a cold, meical precision, as if to silently remind him it was time to leave.

  "Kaminari!!"

  Jiro Kyoka's voice echoed through the entrance hall as she rushed toward him, clearly relieved to see him.

  "Huh?"

  Jiro looked around the elevator, puzzled. "Where's Tetsutetsu?"

  "Oh, him..." Kaminari started, walking out of the elevator as he expihe chaotic events that had unfolded on the rooftop. Jiro listened, her mouth opening in disbelief. By the time Kaminari finished, she mao distill her plicated emotions into one simple phrase:

  "So the light that just shot out was... Tetsutetsu?"

  Wheepped outside, Jiro frowned as she stared in the dire Tetsutetsu had been unched. "Is he going to be okay?"

  "He'll be fine," Kaminari said, shaking his head. "The force from the eleagic push would've died down after it peed the Zero Pointer. I aimed to send him far, but not too far."

  After all, the weight differeween a aetsu was massive. Just because Kaminari could shoot a fifty meters didn't mean he could unch Tetsutetsu the same distance.

  "After that, it was just iia. But with Tetsutetsu's steel body, he'll be alright. Plus, we're still within U.A.'s grounds. Heroes must've already recovered him by now."

  That said, only Tetsutetsu could have survived that kind of high-risk stunt. If anyone else had tried it, things might not have ended so well.

  "Recovered..." Jiro muttered, her lips twitg at the odd choice of words. Still, the mention of U.A. heroes reassured her, easing her worry about Tetsutetsu.

  Soon, Kaminari and Jiro reached the exit of Area C. The space was filled with didates, many of whom looked battered and bruised after their enters with the robots. But the moment Kaminari and Jiro appeared, all eyes were on them.

  They all wao know what had caused that massive beam of light and why Kaminari had bothered with the Zero Pointer, knowing full well it didn't award any points. Most of the didates had enough brains to figure out there had to be more to the story.

  But Kaminari wasn't in the mood to expin. He was exhausted. Ign the stares, he gestured to Jiro and led her toward the exit, slipping through the crowd and heading toward the rge iron gates.

  He khat ohey left the 'simution unity,' there would be little ce for him to see or i with the rest of the didates anytime soon. Their paths were likely to diverge.

  Well, except maybe if they liked his musiight brag about taking the U.A. exam alongside Kaminari Denki, the rising star with the hot new single.

  But let's be real when it came to exams like this, any talk of "friendship before petition" was just ay ptitude. The cold, hard fact was that only forty out of over a thousand didates would pass. Well, actually, excluding the four reeudents, only thirty-six people would make it through those gates wearing the U.A. school uniform tomorrow.

  Kaminari climbed onto the bus, returo his seat, and closed his eyes. He needed rest. There was so much to look forward to, being a hero, meeting new friends, and, of course, fag new vilins.

  Having watched tons of anime in his previous life, Kaminari knew all too well that in a world filled with Quirks, heroes, and vilins, flict was iable. It art of the bance.

  Although Kaminari didn't aspire to be a typical, professional Hero, by choosing this path, he'd knowingly stepped into the middle of that flict.

  But wasn't that what made life exg?

  In his old world, a world without Quirks, Kaminari had spent tless hours fantasizing about moments like these. Now, those fantasies were beiy. How could he back down now?

  This was why he'd spent 80% of his free time studying, training, and preparing himself.

  Otherwise, wouldn't it have been easier to just copy songs and animations, bee a pop star, and make a fortuhat way?

  But then what? What if a vilin threatened him or his family? Was he supposed to just sit on his wealth, hoping some professional Hero would show up in time to save them?

  No way.

  It was better to be strong. To have the power to protect the people around him.

  And as for being a star? Well, why not have both? Kaminari Denki wa all. With a new life ahead of him, why not make it as extraordinary as possible?

  If that meant trading away his leisure time, sweat, and hard work to achieve it, then so be it. He had s.

  Meanwhile, the buses carrying didates from all the major 'simution unities' were making their way back to U.A. High School, where their fates would soon be decided.

  Ieacher's louhe principal and the instructors began their final discussions about who would be pced in Css 1-A of the Hero Course. U.A.'s rules were strict, only forty students would be admitted into the Hero Course, with Css A and Css B each having twenty members.

  Four names were already set in stone: Kaminari, Tetsutetsu, Jiro, and Midoriya. They had passed with flying colors in terms of their performaheir Hero spirit, teamwork, and the potential of their Quirks. e was needed.

  As for Midoriya, his performance spoke for itself.

  The real discussion, however, was focused on two didates: Minoru Mia and Eijiro Kirishima. Mia had the lowest score in the practical exam, and his Quirk was more suited to support than direbat.

  Kirishima, oher hand, had a high score, but his Quirk overpped signifitly with Tetsutetsu's, and his overall performance hadn't been as strong as Tetsutetsu's.

  Now the question was clear: who would be asked to withdraw from Css 1-A?

  *******

  Also, who do you think will withdraw?