The eight practical tests were: softball throw, standing long jump, 50-meter dash, endurance run, grip strength, lateral jumps, sit-ups, and seated forward bend. Rin Hayami knew that her original body was too weak; without relying on a clone, she would quickly fall behind the others.
Using Yukino should allow her to achieve solid results in several events. With grip strength close to 200 kilograms, even if she fell behind in other areas, the difference wouldn't be drastic. Rin had every confidence in her abilities.
At this moment, everyone else was swallowed by the uneasy tension caused by Shouta Aizawa's words.
Izuku Midoriya clenched his wrists tightly, deep anxiety over ONE FOR ALL written across his face.
As Rin pondered whether to use her Mysterious Heroine X clone for all the tests, Aizawa's sharp gaze moved toward her.
"So, the student with the highest overall score, right? You'll start with the softball throw."
"Me?"
Rin swallowed hard. Seeing the ball handed to her, she stepped forward to take it.
She paused a few seconds in the throwing circle before draping a specially prepared jacket over herself, then pulled on a hat that concealed everything except her face.
"What's the matter? Too ashamed to be seen?" Aizawa's voice was cold. "Your quirk is your ability. If you're embarrassed by the changes it brings—or afraid to show it to others—then what right do you have to possess it?"
The words carried a harsh challenge.
Everyone else stared at Rin, puzzled. What could Aizawa mean? Did activating her quirk cause some horrifying disfigurement, or did it transform her into a monster?
Rin sighed, facing away from the class, and activated her transformation.
Slowly, long black hair extended from under her hat. Her legs beneath the robes thinned in front of everyone's eyes, and the clothes instantly morphed into a pair of stockings.
"Wait… stockings?!"
Midoriya stiffened, a sense of realization dawning.
The transformation completed, Yukino took a deep breath, slowly turned around, and removed her jacket, revealing her full appearance to the class.
School uniform, plaid mini-skirt, the "absolute territory" of over-knee socks… The entire class fell silent. Even Katsuki Bakugo looked like he was questioning the very meaning of life.
"This… this girl…"
Rin felt slightly embarrassed, her cheeks tinged with annoyance as she glanced at Aizawa, only to find his expression as flat and exasperating as ever.
Meanwhile, Midoriya's eyes widened. He seemed to immediately connect Rin's current appearance to the determined girl he had seen training at the seaside park.
"It's her…" Midoriya thought, a genuine smile of recognition spreading across his face.
Rin had done it.
No wonder—after all this effort, failing to enter U.A. would have been far too unfair.
Rin crossed her hands behind her back, letting her gaze sweep over the class before sighing in slight frustration. She didn't overthink it, quietly picking up the softball, preparing to throw with all her strength.
A grip strength of 160 kilograms didn't mean her arm's pushing power was limited to that alone. Once she engaged her full-body muscles in an explosive burst, her output would far exceed normal levels. Achieving a throw beyond ordinary human capacity would not be difficult.
She didn't need to win every event—she only needed to ensure most results exceeded average to satisfy Aizawa.
"Alright…"
She extended her arm, bent it slightly, and let out a soft exhale.
Despite her petite frame, an astonishing force exploded in an instant.
Whoosh!
The softball shot out and landed far beyond the eye's reach.
"151 meters."
Aizawa's eyes narrowed slightly in surprise. During the entrance exam, Yukino's body hadn't performed this well—she had even been knocked down by a training robot. He had assumed Rin would use the X clone for the test, but she had chosen Yukino instead.
"If that's the case, it's impossible to determine her true potential."
Aizawa's eyes, half-closed, watched Rin with increasing curiosity. During the exam, every teacher could clearly see X's combat ability, but Yukino—true to her records—excelled in academics, and her physical prowess wasn't considered exceptional. Who knew what she could really do?
"This… girl…"
Aizawa cast a final glance before turning to address the class. "That's the demonstration. We'll now begin the official test. Five minutes rest, then the 50-meter dash."
"Yes, sir!" The students responded in unison, determination lighting their eyes.
Those who made it into U.A. were already elite—none believed they could be eliminated on the first day.
…
Rin returned to her position in the lineup, slightly awkward under the gaze of her classmates.
Midoriya looked embarrassed, while Tsuyu Asui, on her right, placed a finger to her lips in mild curiosity.
"Kero?"
Rin met Tsuyu's gaze briefly, preparing to respond, when an extremely annoying voice rang out from behind her:
"Ohoho, such an enticing figure, a nimble waist, a flirtatious skirt, and those long, snowy legs—makes my mouth water…"
Rin glanced back and saw Minoru Mineta, barely over a meter tall, leering with his trademark creepy expression. The A-Class pervert, entirely obsessed with girls.
Seeing him, Rin's veins bulged, and she spun around, delivering a sharp kick: "Scram."
"Ahhh—!"
Mineta screamed, flying over ten meters.
"Well done, finally that pervert gets what's coming to him," Kyoka Jiro muttered in quiet satisfaction.
"Rin, is that your true form?" Tsuyu asked softly from her place.
"No, this is quirk form," Rin replied.
"Got it." Tsuyu nodded, deciding not to push further. Some things were better left unsaid—unless Rin volunteered the answer.
Still, nobody had expected a quirk that could turn a boy into such a beautiful girl.