By 7:30 in the evening, Kaminari had just returned home, feeling a bit drained after a long day. He had spent an hour studyiromagics at Momo's house after school, and while he found the session productive, the effort had left him a little weary.
During dinner with his parents, his father brought up some exg news.
"'Blue Bird,' the song you released today, is already a huge success!" his father said with a wide grin.
"Really?" Kaminari's face lit up, his tiredness briefly fotten.
"It's already ranked seventh on the JapaV popurity list, and judging by the current momentum, it might even break into the top three by the end of the week."
"That's amazing," Kaminari replied, genuinely happy with the results.
"And that's not all," his father tinued, p himself a gss of soju to celebrate. "Sihis afternoon, we've had people reag out to lise the song for covers and broadcasts. There's even a nguage school called 'Aozora' that wants to use it as their school song!"
As his father took a hearty sip of soju, clearly in high spirits, Kaminari felt a swell of pride. However, he had other pressing matters on his mind tonight, so he didn't linger in the living room. After finishing dinner, he excused himself a back to his room.
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"Hoo... Okay, let's see which 'big shots' want me!"
Kaminari exhaled as he sat down at his desk. He was dressed in a bright yellow Pikachu onesie, plete with a hood featuring Pikachu's fad ears. The one-piece pajama was undeniably cute, though Kaminari would probably deny it if anyone else poihat out.
Turning his attention to the task at hand, Kaminari focused oack of workpvitations in front of him. Over 6,000 agencies had expressed i in him, an overwhelming o gh iail.
To simplify the process, he decided to narrow his search to the top twenty professional Heroes on the Hero Billboard Chart. Even with this filter, it still took him over thirty mio sort through the names and find their invitations amidst the sea of papers.
Eventually, Kaminari had a dozen cards left on his desk. He began sing the names one by one.
Gravel Hero, Snatch – Ranked 17th
BMI Hero, Fat Gum – Ranked 15th
Foreshadowing Hero, Sir Nighteye – Ranked 13th
Forest Hero, Kamui Woods – Ranked 11th
Orca Hero, Gang Orca – Ranked 10th
Dragon Hero, Ryukyu – Rah
Full Hero, Yoroi Musha – Rah
Shield Hero, Crust – Rah
Rabbit Hero, Mirko – Rah
Ninja Hero, Edgeshot – Rah
Fiber Hero, Best Jeanist – Rah
Wing Hero, Hawks – Ranked 3rd
However, his expression darkened slightly when his eyes nded on the final card.
Fme Hero, Endeavor – Ranked 2nd
Kaminari raised an eyebrow, frowning in fusion. "What is Endeavor even thinking? Why would he invite me, the guy who almost beat his son to a pulp during the sports festival?"
Shaking his head, he set Endeavor's card aside. "Yeah, no. Not happening. I wouldn't have chosen him anyway, but even if I had, his style isn't a good fit for me."
For Kaminari, the purpose of this workpce experience was to learn specifically, to refine his fighting style and gain valuable bat insights. While Endeavor was undeniably powerful, Kaminari doubted he'd be much from his instru.
"I need someone who teach me advanced physical teiques that match my speed and fighting style. That rules him out pletely."
With that, Kaminari moved Endeavor's card, along with the invitations from Kamui Woods and Fat Gum, bato the pile of over 6,000.
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, he eliminated a few more based on their bat focus.
"Alright," he muttered, pulling out more cards. "Snatch, Mirko, Gang Orca, Ryukyu, and Crust—they're all amazing Heroes, but their styles don't really align with what I'm looking for. I need agility, speed, and precision. Fast-attag Heroes who teach me something new."
Soon, four more cards were set aside, leaving Kaminari with a smaller, more manageable pile. He turned his attention to the remaining invitations.
Armored Hero, Yoroi Musha – Rah
Ninja Hero, Edgeshot – Rah
Fiber Hero, Best Jeanist – Rah
Wing Hero, Hawks – Ranked 3rd
He paused for a moment, pig up Yoroi Musha's invitation.
"His style is pretty different from mine, but his mastery of Japanese swordsmanship and a martial arts is incredible. That could be worth learning..."
After some thought, Kaminari set the card aside in a "maybe" pile.
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Moving on to the others, Kaminari began weighing the pros and s.
"Edgeshot's speed and precision are phenomenal. His teiques could definitely plement my fighting style. But…" he trailed off, sidering whether ninjutsu was something he could fully incorporate into his own abilities.
"Best Jeanist," he tinued, "is anreat option. His attention to detail and precise trol are unmatched. I could learn a lot about battlefield awareness and discipline from him."
Finally, Kaminari picked up Hawks' card.
"This guy," he muttered. "He's in his twenties and already rahird iire try. A genius, no doubt about it. His agility and tactical thinking are on another level…"
The more he thought about it, the harder the decision became. Each Hero had something uo offer, and choosiween them felt like an impossible task.
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By the time Kaminari g the clock, it was already 9:00 PM. Letting out a long sigh, he leaned ba his chair.
"This is going to take more time," he admitted to himself. "Luckily, I still have a few days to decide. I'll look into their records more carefully and see if anything stands out."
As he stared at the four remaining cards, ahought came to mind.
"Actually… what about Aizawa-sensei?" Kaminari muttered, recalling how effortlessly their homeroom teacher had handled dozens of vilins during the USJ attack. His calm demeanor and practical bat style had left a sting impression.
"Maybe I should ask him for advice. He might have some insight on which agency would be the best fit for me."
Rubbing the back of his neck, Kaminari chuckled lightly. "Man, this is tough… Who should I choose?"
(T/N: you guess which Agency he'll end up pig?)
