Chapter 78 - CH 63: SHIT IS ABOUT TO HIT THE FAN? (1/2)

While some students were facing an existential crisis, the teacher of UA still had work to do.

In the principal office, Nezu, Hyoga, Aizawa, and a white-haired tall and muscular tanned man wearing a dark red hero costume. His name was Kan Sejiro more known as the blood hero: Vlad King.

Like all prof in UA, he was a pro hero. He was also the homeroom teacher of class 1-B.

Right now, the four of them were reviewing the recording of the different fights. Class A wasn't the only one to have fought today, class B, did the same.

”Hum, this girl is good. Her quirk functions a little like Midnight. Once the students get their bearing, we should let her take advice from Midnight.”

Nezu was talking about a girl with foxtail and ear in class 1-B. Vlad to note of this suggestion in his memo pad. Despite his delinquent-like appearance, Vlad was very serious during his work.

After that, they continued to watch different fights, idly commenting on some, and taking note of others. After finishing for Class B, they did the same for class A. This time, it was Aizawa's turn to take some notes.

He acknowledged Nezu's ability to teach and would never refuse any advice. Nezu praised most of the students and even clapped during the fight of Midoriya vs Bakugo. Once he finished watching the actions of Momo, he let out a little sigh,

”This girl is really a true monster. She will be so fantastic as a hero. Her sole presence could change the tide of a war. We must take care of her.”

Nezu didn't believe in equality. No being was ever born equal to another. Talents, family, resources, luck. All those factors, while not enough to determine where you'll end, made it so that you could either have a head start or began the course with a handicap.

Since no one was born equally, they obviously couldn't be treated the same way. Favoritism was something that would never fade. He would always put more resources in a few selected and worthy students. All Might was the living proof that One powerful hero was better than having hundreds of average one.

Once they finished dealing with Momo, they finally watched the short fight of Hayate Kuroha.

After a while, Nezu finally opened his mouth,

”Vlad, what do you think?”

Vlad frowned a little before beginning to think,

”As you know, quirk [BLOOD CONTROL] allows me to freely manipulate my own blood after it has left my body. I can also harden it and use it as a binding or a weapon. For Hayate, his quirk is basically what I would call a super upgraded form of mine.  I can only manipulate my blood as long as it stays in contact with my body. As such I'm limited to close and mid-range. Hayate, on the other hand, can manipulate his blood in a certain radius. About One kilometer it seems.”

”Beautiful summary. Now, do you think you could train him?”

Vlad resolutely shook his head in refusal

”This isn't a question of power. His quirk and mine may look the same but the level is completely different. Any lessons I give would only restrict him rather than making him grow. The best I can do is give him some advice on better equipment and such.”

”That's plenty enough. After all, they must be the ones to walk the road ahead of them. As teachers, our role is just to help them stumble less than they would have without guidance...By the way, Aizawa?”

”Yes?”

”After seeing him, what's your impression of him?”

”I think that…”

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Kuroha was walking alone toward home when his phone began to vibrate. After he took it out of his pocket, he began to frown. It wasn't his usual phone, but rather a throwable one he Milienia gave him. Anyone calling him on this number means trouble.

”Hello, Asa?”

”*Huf* *Huf* Junketsu. Do you hear me?”