Looking at an old photograph, I compared my mother in the present with how she looked eleven years ago. Well, a lot of time has passed since I appeared in this world. But, now is not about that.
- Mom, you're swollen. - I made an inductive conclusion.
- Izuku! Inko Midoriya was outraged.
- Yes, you just look! I show her an old photo. - You were a hot slim beauty! And now? Well, even now you are very personal, dear plump, but you can no longer be called slender.
- At my age it's normal. Inko muttered unhappily.
- Nothing like this! You are still young and very pretty.
"Izuku, that's enough. Inko's voice cracked with embarrassment.
- I'm leading to something ... - I sighed. "You're at home all the time, you could do fitness or something like that. If you want, I can help you with exercises to restore your ass to its former firmness...
- Izuku! The blushing mother frowned menacingly.
- OK. If you don't want to take care of yourself, so be it. I still love you.
- Ohh ... - The woman sighed in pain, starting to massage the bridge of her nose with two fingers. "Izuku, isn't it time for you to go to school?"
- Yes, yes, I'm leaving.
"And I love you too, honey.
When I left the house, my mother, like every time before, gently hugged me, burying her face in my hair, and I hugged her back. Hmm, really plump, so soft.
- Ha, you're such an affectionate child. Mom smiled as she let me go.
By this point, I had already opened the door and heard Katsuki's angry and embarrassed scream from the neighboring house at the same time.
- Leave the old woman! Stop clinging to me!
It was Mitsuki Bakugou who tried to hug her son goodbye in the same way before he ran off to school. Here he is, just ran past our house. Inko and I followed the guy with thoughtful glances. Honestly, I don't understand him. His mom is so pretty! Erm, well, that's not the point. So, Mitsuki is also a caring mother, but if my Inko is always kind and gentle, then Mitsuki does not skimp on educational slaps, and with his character, Katsuki definitely went to his mother.
"Izuku, promise me you won't become like this." Inko asked me.
- Never! – I answered confidently.
Having gone to school, I also decided for myself that if my mother does not start working on her figure, I will no longer remind her of this. I don't think she will be pleased if I start constantly pointing out her weight. So, what good, with my own hands I will create a completeness complex in her. Moreover, she is not so full that one would have to worry about her health.
In fact, I got to school quickly.
The whole school day somehow passed by my mind. I completed the teacher's task, listened to lectures and took notes. But it all seemed to fly by in an instant. And when the classes ended, I hurried back home. True, I did not stay within four walls for a long time. Mom is already used to the fact that after dinner I go to the "hero training". I started doing this for quite a while, and a couple of years ago I found a strange training course on the Internet. I mean, it was the usual set of exercises - a hundred push-ups, the same number of sit-ups, another hundred on the press and ten kilometers of running every day. For me, it was not something difficult, even then my characteristics far exceeded the capabilities of an ordinary person. But, when I did all these exercises for the first time, I got a bonus one for strength, agility and endurance. For me it was, to some extent, a shock.
Since then, I have been doing this set of exercises every day and getting bonuses to my characteristics.
I also do not forget to pump talents and skills. When I got an attack skill that acted the same as defense, only in attack, I got a little interested in martial arts. So I found a manual on the Internet, according to which I began to study. Still, defense and offense increase the effectiveness of martial arts techniques, so it really doesn't hurt to learn them. And all this took a lot of time.
Although, I spent the same amount of time on other interesting things, like studying the latest news from the world of heroes. And, of course, every year I watched the broadcast of the Yuue Sports Festival on the Internet. In Japan, this event is equivalent to the Olympic Games. And it seems that the fashion of this world has fascinated me too much. I'm already seriously considering options for my hero costume for the future. The first sketches do not suit me at all, they are too reminiscent of the All Might costume. Yet, besides being the official strongest, his quirk is somewhat reminiscent of my own strength. It is unlikely that he has a game system, but from the outside, our forces are similar. Great physical strength and endurance. Although, I'm still far from Mr. All-Powerful, he can create natural disasters with a simple blow of his hand! However, I hope that my quirk could potentially get stronger as I level up. Either way, this similarity makes me think of his style when I think about my costume. However, I don't like this character's style. It feels like this guy cut his jumpsuit out of an American flag. In fact, he even named his fighting techniques after the American states. No, don't think, I have nothing against the states. I do not like the very concept of such a nationalization of the heroic image. Also, the Mr. All-Powerful costume is a fucking tight-fitting leotard. It's good that he doesn't wear red shorts over it, like the main pervert of Metropolis. that this guy cut his jumpsuit out of an American flag. In fact, he even named his fighting techniques after the American states. No, don't think, I have nothing against the states. I do not like the very concept of such a nationalization of the heroic image. Also, the Mr. All-Powerful costume is a fucking tight-fitting leotard. It's good that he doesn't wear red shorts over it, like the main pervert of Metropolis. that this guy cut his jumpsuit out of an American flag. In fact, he even named his fighting techniques after the American states. No, don't think, I have nothing against the states. I do not like the very concept of such a nationalization of the heroic image. Also, the Mr. All-Powerful costume is a fucking tight-fitting leotard. It's good that he doesn't wear red shorts over it, like the main pervert of Metropolis.
And in general, I didn't really want to be equal to other heroes.
I want to create my own style!
But functionality should come first...
I have skills that should increase the efficiency of using equipment. This means that the suit itself must be strong in order for the "defense" effect to be stronger. Also, you can make the boots heavier, for stronger kicks. Well, gloves, of course, they also need to be reinforced with heavy inserts. Although, I can already deliver blows of monstrous force. I did not think about the appropriate weapon, it will only limit me. Because if I hit with full force, I'll just break my weapon. You can think of a firearm, perhaps, but getting it is more difficult.
And my life went on.
I got stronger, little by little every day. But, this force accumulated and did not disappear anywhere. And, at some point, it came in handy for me.
Before that, I developed through training and never fought anyone seriously. I didn't even encounter hooligans, except for Bakugou. Baby Katsuki has grown into an asshole. And he would love to beat me if he could. But, in this case, it has nothing to do.
On this day, like many times before, I was returning home after training ...
- No, well, nafig ... - I frowned skeptically.
Two gangster-looking guys jumped out of the bank branch. And both had large bags, from which money just fell out. They immediately ran to the car, which was parked next to the roadway. And from the bank, the howl of a siren is already heard.
There is a robbery. And I don't think I need to get involved. I'm not a cop or a pro-hero, I'm just a normal kid. But just because I don't have to do it doesn't mean I don't want to. This is a great chance to show yourself and test your abilities! And I am more or less confident in my abilities. Despite my age, I just have a cheating ability.
- Hey, what the hell, huh? Why are we not going? - Sounded excited voice of one of the robbers.
- What is there ... - The second looked out the window.
And he saw how I calmly lifted the back of the car, lifting the rear wheels off the ground. And since the car is rear-wheel drive, he could not go anywhere.
- Hey, listen, boy! Released alive!
Well, yes, although he was a little surprised, but the situation itself is not so unbelievable. In this crazy world, a child with such monstrous strength is quite within the reasonable norm.
- It's a civil detention. I calmly explained, holding the bottom of the car with both hands.
- W-what, oh you!
The cry of the robber turned into hysterics, when I, having strained a little, sharply pulled the car up.
- Ah-ah-ah-ah! Xo! Pizdyuk! I will crush you! You will die! - The robber shouted in horror when I overturned the car.
I just took it and turned it over.
- I'll kill, I'll kill, I'll kill!
- The killer hasn't grown. I chuckled, feeling no danger at all.
But, the robber managed to scare me a little. Having knocked out the door of the overturned car, he abruptly jumped out and attacked me directly. It was very fast, he moved five times faster than an ordinary person. And I did not expect this and missed a blow to the head.
"And you call that a hit?"
Honestly, it didn't even hurt.
The robber swung again, but this time I did not yawn. Grabbing his fist, I twisted the guy using the grip learned from the manual from the Internet. It didn't work out very well, so I accidentally broke the burglar's arm.
- Hmm, I think I made a mistake, I still need to work out this technique.
- Uuuu ... - Painfully groaned the guy.
The second robber had just got out and seemed to be intent on escaping on his own two feet.
But, by this time, the police and a couple of local heroes had already arrived. They are fast, however.
"Umm, I give up…" The criminal muttered, looking at the fire hose pointed at his face.
This is a local pro-hero. To be honest, his image confuses me a little. Hydrant man, right. Actually, he works under this pseudonym - Hydrant. His quirk is that he can store a huge amount of water inside himself and release it in a powerful jet through his hand. It specializes, as you might guess, in extinguishing fires.
- Is that what you did? – The second approached hero asked me.
Desutegoro is a two-meter muscular man in blue overalls. He grabbed the roof of the car I had turned over and put it back on its wheels. In response to his question, I just nodded.
- Well done! At that age, defeating two robbers...
- It was stupid. Hydrant's voice sounded muffled from under his helmet. "Boy, you could get hurt!"
- Yes, that's also true. Desutegoro nodded. "In the future, you can easily become a hero, but until you complete your training and get your license, you better not do anything like that again. Leave the criminals to the heroes and the police. After all, this is our job!
Ohhh, they reprimanded me, I was just ashamed! Not really. I listened to all this rebuke of the hero with an unreadable expression on my face, simultaneously picking my finger in my ear. After all, for myself, I have already decided that such heroism is very beneficial for me. After all, for the detention of one robber, I received the level of "heroism"! Obviously, such actions allow you to pump this talent more effectively.
When reporters appeared on the horizon, I decided not to run away from fame.
Thus, I got on regional television and, unexpectedly, turned out to be a school celebrity. True, I did not take into account that my mother would also find out about this. She didn't scold me. But, Inko was so worried that she became ill and I had to calm her down. And when she asked me not to put myself at risk, I just could not refuse her. And the next day, when I went to school, half the class already knew about my debut on television. The other half found out already at school, when the first half started asking me questions.
"So you want to be a hero, Midoriya-san?"
- Maybe. While it's just, um, a hobby… - I drawled in response.
Still, the way I'm interested in the hero theme, it's really more like a hobby.
- Tch, show off. Katsuki gritted through his teeth in displeasure.
I could only smile at such an accusation.
And, in fact, it turned out that heroism became my hobby. I remembered my mother's promise, so I was no longer going to shine on camera. Moreover, just in case, I began to carry a simple mask with me. But the precautions didn't end there. In search of emergencies, I went to patrol a nearby town.
I combined patrolling with my daily training. Since it was not so easy to stumble upon a bank robbery or another similar incident. For a whole week I just walked around the city almost until the very evening and nothing happened. And if something happened, it happened far from the place where I was patrolling at that moment and the local heroes quickly coped with the danger. Well, yes, it's easier for them, they get information about incidents in their agency. All that remains for me is the good old patrolling with the hope that at least something will happen during my watch. Finally, after a week of searching, I found what I was looking for. Almost.
- Well, this one is not quite what I was looking for, but it will do. I sighed.
In a sparsely populated part of the park, juvenile hooligans stuck to the girl. They all looked younger than me. Although, I myself look older than my age, so these children may well be my peers.
- Now you will pay for everything, gorilla!
- Gorilla! - The rest of the hooligans supported the ringleader.
I barely held back the urge to laugh. The girl was very pretty, promising to grow into a real beauty. And she didn't look like a gorilla at all. Maybe she has some animal quirk? By the way, she also did not look like a defenseless victim. The little girl held herself confidently and did not show a drop of fear, clenching her fists and standing in front of the boys in a fighting stance. True, what kind of martial art it is, I cannot determine.
For such a case, I did not use the mask prepared for heroism and began to act openly.
- Stop! I yelled as I approached the children.
- A?
Everyone immediately turned to look at me.
- As a hero, I can not calmly stand aside when unscrupulous villains threaten an innocent defenseless maiden!
- What? - The innocent defenseless maiden was taken aback. - I can take care of myself!
So I decided to intervene. I continued, completely ignoring the girl's protest.
- Get off! She herself is to blame. One of the boys gave it to me.
However, they no longer felt so confident. I've noticed this before, but now I'm convinced again. When my heroic aura kicks in, people around me feel it. As I slowly approached, the boys began to back away unsteadily. Even the girl fell silent, looking at me in surprise.
- Run, save yourself, for justice is ruthless. - I advised.
Perhaps I said it in a too threatening tone. Or so the effect of my aura worked. But, first one, and then all the other hooligans fled. And I didn't even show my strength, they were just scared of my confident pressure.
- Haha, cowards. I snorted.
True, I usually don't see myself like that, it seems, without realizing it, I just started showing off in front of the girl.
I didn't need any help at all. She muttered unhappily.
And I didn't offer help. - I smile at her. Rescuing girls in trouble is just my hobby.
- What is your name?
- Izuku.
- I'm Itsuki. The girl introduced herself, holding out her hand to me.
And I fell into the trap of shaking the outstretched hand. The girl used her quirk, because of which her arms from the elbows increased dramatically, while becoming an order of magnitude stronger and stronger. I felt how she stepped up the pressure and here, even an adult man would howl.
- For you Kendou-san. - Added a girl with a formidable squint. And I'm not weak!
"Wow, whatever you say Itsuki-chan.
After that, the red-haired girl tried to lightly beat me. Perhaps interfering, I took the wrong side and it was those boys who needed protection. Although, I would still help the girl, she's pretty, even if she's still small.
For the next two years, I was constantly pursuing my new hobby.
Only after the first month of patrols, I had a chance to participate in a real incident. Someone triggered a fire quirk, and the multi-story building burst into flames almost instantly. Hundreds of people were caught in the fire. Firefighters and other heroes had not yet arrived at the scene, and I was just nearby. It was very hot there. But, an ordinary flame could not burn me much, in addition, I moved too quickly. So fast that my appearance simply blew out a large part of the fire in the apartment where I broke into by breaking the window. Thanks to my extreme strength and agility, I moved very quickly, and the "speed" skill allowed me to move even faster. Within one minute, I pulled out all the victims from the first floor, after which I took up the second. And when the firemen arrived, I had almost finished rescuing the fire victims.
By the way, this was the first time I acted like a hero in my mask. It covered half of my face, and I hid my hair under the hood of my windbreaker. I did not think that my clothes would smell of smoke and get dirty because of the ashes. But, a little later, on that day, I saw a kitten floundering frightened in the river and, rushing to save him, got wet to the last thread. So, I managed to hide the traces of my "dangerous" feat, albeit by accident. And the fact that I took a swim, saving the unfortunate animal, did not particularly upset my mother. I was simply surrounded by care and often checked for signs of a cold. But, by evening, Inko had already calmed down. By the way, about her. For some time, while I was not at home, my mother did some exercises, thanks to which she managed to regain her former figure. Although, I wouldn't be upset if it stayed a little full.
In any case, besides the fire incident, I have found myself in similar situations more than once.
A store robbery where a lone villain takes the shop assistant hostage. For me, this was not a problem, because I could move much faster than an ordinary person and the criminal simply did not have time to do anything before I neutralized him.
Then I noticed how the driver on the road lost control and went straight to the pedestrian part, where there were a lot of people. Here I simply did not have time to put on a mask, but on the other hand I intercepted the car in time, not allowing it to crush anyone. Fortunately, this brought me only short-lived fame on the Internet, and even rumors did not reach my mother, nevertheless, it happened in another city.
I continued in the same spirit. He found villains and apprehended them, calling the police if they weren't already on their way. Less often, I have had the opportunity to rescue people from various incidents, such as fires or accidents on the roads. Often I flashed in a green hooded windbreaker, and someone jokingly called me the green goblin. Yet, I still remained small compared to adults, although I was superior to most people in strength. In general, on the Internet, I became known under this nickname, but I did not like it. I don't want to be famous like this in the future when I become a professional hero. At first I did not even pay attention to it, until during the next rescue they did not recognize me.
- You're the Green Goblin! - Admiringly betrayed the boy whom I pulled out from under the collapsed bridge.
I was simply pissed off by this behavior.
And then I realized that I needed my own pseudonym, but I couldn't think of anything right away. I wanted my nickname to reflect the power I rely on during my work as a hero. And, at the same time, I didn't want to copy Allmite's style.
Actually, a suitable name came by itself after a while.
When I decided to save money on travel and instead of taking the subway, I went to the neighboring region on my own. My characteristics were already off scale and, having put all my strength, I pulled so hard that ...
The shock wave with a powerful roar made the trees sway. Rushing off, I broke the sound barrier in a matter of seconds. It was the first time in a while that I used all my strength. And in the end, I didn't go anywhere that day. My clothes smoked from such speed, and the windbreaker was completely torn off and now I don't even know where it is. Obviously, in order to use all my strength, I will need very strong clothes. But, thanks to this incident, I decided on a name. Kind of childish, but I like it. Yes, and nothing better to think of me, anyway, did not work.
On the next heroism, I went out in new clothes.
For starters, I changed the overall style, taking the same clothes but in new colors. Unless it was already too warm for a windbreaker, so I limited myself to a black T-shirt with a dark blue lightning bolt on the front. On her feet are dark jeans and sturdy boots. The bandage with which I covered the lower half of my face was now also different, with the image of sharp shark teeth. In general, my whole image has become much more aggressive, I would say rebellious. And it was in this form that I accomplished my next "heroic feat".
While on the train, I noticed a strange man and decided to follow him.
The strong blond somehow looked around badly, and it just blew a threat from him so that no one simply dared to sit next to him. He was even dressed in a long cape with a hood. Even though it was somewhat biased on my part, to begin to suspect him of no clear reason, only because his appearance evoked associations with a serial killer in me, but, as it turned out, my associations are very accurate ...
The stout man got off at a small station and without delay headed for some village. It was, in fact, just a large coastal village. And, already on the way to the village, the man activated his quirk.
- Looks like I was wrong. I sighed.
At first, the man's arms and torso swelled, as if the muscles under the skin had become several times larger. However, it wasn't like that, that's exactly what happened. After all, further the muscles began to crawl out of his body like snakes, braiding the man with tight muscle armor. From the outside it looked pretty creepy. And, I suspect, this transformation added a lot to his strength. But, probably, like all users of quirks such as transformation, he spends a lot of energy on maintaining such a form and gets tired faster.
"Heheheha…" He laughed, hunched over.
From the guy just a mile away reeked of madness.
The next moment I just froze in a stupor. I saw various criminals, my nerves were not ready for this. This mountain of muscles just rushed to the first comer and ...
- Take it easy! The psychopath exclaimed.
And hit the man. With all the power his quirk gave him. I think I even heard the crunch of breaking bones. I just stood there and watched in shock as the already dead body fell. It is unlikely that a person can live when his head is pressed into his body. The madman did not even think of waiting for me to come to my senses. With a fervent roar, he rushed to the nearest building and, clasping his hands together, with a powerful blow broke through the wall.
- Nooo! - I was deafened by a piercing female squeal.
But, he instantly broke off, and the building seemed to explode from the inside. Having already broken through another wall, the criminal broke out, clutching in his hand a mangled human body covered in blood.
- No ... - It began to dawn on me that by my inaction I allowed him to kill two people already.
Clenching my fists, I crouched down, ready to take on the villain.
At the same time, a powerful jet of water hit him, forcing the blond to throw the victim away and close from the attack with both hands.
- Ha! What is this? Are they heroes? In such a place? - Without losing a cheerful mood, the man drawled.
His voice was powerful and even somehow cruel, like a complete reflection of its owner.
- W-what are you doing? - A female voice sounded.
Two people came out against the villain. A man and a woman in similar hero costumes. I think I even saw them on the Internet. Sea Horses. They patrol the coast and specialize in "marine" affairs. They rescue drowning people, help ships damaged in a storm, catch pirates, and stuff like that. And, their quirks, as well as their qualifications as heroes, are completely unsuitable for such a fight. He'll just crush them like a truck.
- I just want to have fun. The blond grinned. - After all, the power is given to us in order to use it! Show what you heroes are capable of, I wanted to fight with someone strong.
But, quietly waiting for the attack, Mr. Muscle did not, immediately rushing into battle.
And, the sound of thunder pushed the criminal in the back with a shock wave. I simply slammed my palm into the air with such force that the blow would be fast enough to break through the proverbial sound barrier. To put it simply, my punch was so powerful that it created a shock wave. My mass is not as large as that of a hypersonic fighter, so I did not cause serious damage with this, although maybe if I had hit harder, the wave would have been more powerful. Remarkably, Allmite, aka All Might, uses something similar.
- Not so fast. - I draw attention to myself.
- What? Child? - The heroes were taken aback when they saw me.
The criminal, looking back, looked at me with some interest.
- You, I know who you are! "Somehow, he was overjoyed. "You're the Green Goblin!" Changed style? He-ha! That's so cool! I have long wanted to smear you.
- I hate being called that. I sighed. My name is Thunder.
- Ha-ha-ha. "The killer was even more amused. - Thunder? Where's your fantasy, shorty? Although…
I didn't let him finish. I'm over it.
Closing with the blond in one tug, I kicked him in the thigh. With this blow, I felt with my shin how the bone in the leg of my opponent breaks. But I didn't intend to end there. With a face distorted by pain and anger, the man already raised his hand to me, clearly wanting to "smear", as he wanted. However, it is too slow. I met his hand with my fist, crushing his forearm.
- I'm not going to kill you. I inform him gloomily.
Still, in the future, I'm going to be a hero.
- But to render harmless, I will break all your limbs. I'm finishing my thought.
"Khah…" The killer laughed through a painful cough. "You are really strong. That's how you beat me, you little bastard. Get it!
With a calm tone, he seemed to be trying to dull my vigilance before delivering a sharp blow.
- You hit like a child. - I inform him, catching a fist, covered with tense strands of scarlet muscles.
And squeezing my fingers, I break his hand. This is followed immediately by a kick under the knee, and this time the psychopath could not help screaming.
"I won't give in like that… just…" he croaked.
The arms of this monster were deflated, hanging. But he didn't deactivate his transformation, he just redirected it to his legs and now they were wrapped in powerful cords of excess muscle. Thanks to this, he continued to stand, holding on to his muscles, despite the fact that both legs were already broken.
- Just shut up already. I sighed.
The villain tried to kick me. He didn't seem to realize that all his power against me was useless. But yeah, he just didn't get it. His insane gaze did not see the inevitable defeat. And when he struck, I intercepted his leg, squeezing it with such force that I simply squeezed out the overgrown muscles and broke another bone. The killer wheezed, but it seems that he is now in such a state that he simply does not feel all the pain that he should have felt.
- Cool down! - I threw it.
Literally. I took this guy and threw him towards the sea, where the Seahorses came from.
Well, I've gone as far as crippling a man. He may be a murderer, but who knows how this will affect my reputation. Well, I saved a lot of people. I'm afraid the psychopath wouldn't calm down on these heroes after killing half the village.