Aizawa's announcement was shocking: they would all be facing professional heroes—and not just any professional heroes, but those who served as professors at U.A. Every single one of them was a recognized hero, highly ranked in the hero standings.
"What's with those faces?" Aizawa smiled like a crazed killer. "Weren't all of you the ones insisting we increase the difficulty of the tests?!"
The pressure placed on this generation was no secret either—not just because of Allen's presence, not just because of the weekly student exchange, but also because of recent events. Two villain attacks had occurred on U.A. grounds. That wasn't normal—it had never even happened before.
It was certain that All For One was planning something—when and how was the question. So, in the previous meeting, it had been decided that they needed to push the students even harder, preparing them for the future.
"Also, we have two announcements. First, student rotations are suspended this week."
Hearing that, everyone let out a sigh of relief.
"And one more thing," Aizawa glanced at Allen before turning toward the door. "We have a new teacher. She'll be in charge of a class that was recently considered to be very useful for the difficult times ahead."
The classroom door was suddenly blown off its hinges, flying past Aizawa and crashing into the wall. Everyone was startled or shocked—except Allen, whose eyes opened slightly as he sensed a familiar presence.
"Hey, brats!"
With a wild smile and a presence that could make a military instructor wet themselves, Mirko entered the classroom, leaving everyone speechless.
She walked to the center without paying the slightest attention to Aizawa, who had gone silent. No one knew whether it was from shock or because he had decided it was better not to get involved.
"I'm Rumi Usagiyama. You can call me Mirko-sensei, and I'll be teaching the 'Survival' class. Nice to meet you, worms!"
"Rumi?..." Allen muttered. He hadn't known about this.
It was true Mirko had told him last time that she would settle in Musutafu, but he hadn't imagined it would be so soon—nor that she would start working as a teacher at U.A.
"Excuse me, Mirko-sensei," Momo said.
That startled Ochako and Toru, both of whom had gone pale upon seeing Mirko enter. It was as if they had seen the devil.
Esdeath – I like how she traumatized both girls. She should be a great instructor~
Makima – Or a very bad one.
Aphrodite – Mmm...
Hestia – What's wrong, busty?
Aphrodite – That woman reeks of a female!
Shizuka – Hm? She's a woman, of course, she smells like one~
Akeno – Ufufu, I think she means that the woman has met the dragon, isn't that right, little brother?~
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Allen denied. After all, there was no proof. The System never broadcast live when it came to Allen's intimate moments with women, so he was confident in hiding the truth.
Mirko, who had subtly smiled at Allen, turned her gaze to Momo. "What is it?"
Momo, unaware that she was in the presence of a predator, asked what had been bothering her.
"What is the Survival class about?"
Contrary to what many believe, U.A. doesn't teach you to be a martyr and die to save others. It's not cowardly to admit you can't defeat an enemy—whether because of their strength, because their Quirk makes them immune to yours, directly counters you, or puts you at a complete disadvantage and prevents you from capturing them. In those cases, students are advised to stall for time or even retreat and wait for another hero with a more suitable Quirk. This was a luxury of this world—unlike DC or Marvel, the number of heroes here was enormous, and there would always be one nearby.
Taking all that into account, every class and every teacher already emphasized that a hero's life is also valuable, so a class like this seemed somewhat redundant.
"It's easier to show you..." Mirko smiled widely, and in an instant, she disappeared.
Momo's pupils contracted as Mirko's leg suddenly appeared right in front of her. It wasn't an illusion or a dream—Mirko had attacked her.
"Moon Fall!!"
Without mercy or hesitation, Mirko brought her leg down toward Momo, shouting the name of the technique.
The impact echoed throughout the classroom, sending everyone unprepared flying into the walls. Some, like Kirishima and Sero, were thrown straight through the windows, falling outside while screaming.
When everything settled, Momo was still sitting at her desk, pale—while Mirko's leg was being held firmly by Allen's hand.
Mirko looked pleased as she glanced at Allen, then turned to Momo.
"As you can see, girl, the Survival class is very essential and straightforward..."
"Alright, class dismissed... prepare for tomorrow," Aizawa said, embedded in the wall. "Also, Allen, fix the classroom..."
Normally, Allen wouldn't agree to this request so readily, but since Mirko-sensei had caused this, he had no choice but to accept.
Once class ended, everyone except Allen left the room and headed toward the exit.
....
(UA Entrance)
There were mixed reactions—Kaminari was both excited and nervous, Todoroki was indifferent, and Deku was nervous but determined.
Ochako walked with Toru and Tsuyu, looking depressed. "This is bad... what if I end up against Mirko-sensei or Tsutsumi-sensei?"
"Don't worry, Ochako-chan. I'll collect your bones," Tsuyu joked.
"No!" Ochako grabbed her head.
Toru grabbed Ochako and slapped her.
"Ochako-chan, don't forget your goal! You still haven't become a pro hero and earned lots of money!"
"That's true," Ochako said, regaining her senses—then immediately holding her cheek. "But did you have to hit me?"
"Ah, sorry!" Toru waved her hands nervously. "I'm a little worked up too, that's all..."
"Really?" Ochako narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "It's not because of what I told you yesterday... about how Allen gave me a bracelet when he came over to study... right?"
"N-no, of course not! I'm not that petty! Well... I was a little jealous that Allen gave you something nice, and he only gave me a plushie like I'm a kid—but I'm not petty!"
"Toru-chan..."
Toru snapped back to her senses when she realized everyone was staring at her. Suddenly, she turned completely invisible and ran away in embarrassment.
Everyone's gaze toward the "harem" was filled with annoyance. It didn't take a genius to see that these girls liked that bastard Allen, so being embarrassed at this point was kind of pointless. Still, they were young girls—it was inevitable.
...
Back in the classroom, Allen finished fixing everything with a "Reparo." Even now, this simple spell from the HP world remained one of the most useful for repairing any kind of damage.
"That should do it," Allen said before teasing the woman. "Aren't you afraid of getting fired on your first day?"
Mirko clung to Allen from behind, her hands roaming over his body as she shamelessly licked his neck like an animal marking its territory.
"I don't care! If they fire me, I'll just go back to kicking villains for money!" Mirko growled.
Other heroes might worry about losing prestige if they were fired from U.A., but for Mirko, rankings didn't matter. She had never aimed to be a top hero—she just kept doing what she loved: "Beat up Villains" and somehow she had reached the fifth position. However, her priorities were starting to change.
Mirko pushed Allen to the ground (he let her). Once there, she straddled him, looking down at him with burning eyes and heavy breathing.
"This is wrong..." Allen said with a faint smile, though he knew it was impossible to stop Mirko. After all, her animal spirit was a rabbit—and everyone knew how "restrained" those were.
"I don't care, I want you❤️~"
"Well, you asked for it, you perverted bunny."
Allen grabbed Mirko and stood up. While he didn't mind having a woman on top of him, he wasn't usually passive in a relationship, so he sat Mirko down on his desk instead.
The woman unbuttoned his shirt while licking her lips. Allen used Snape's template to cast a spell over the classroom, making it impossible to enter or spy from outside.
Soon, the two of them were kissing intensely.
....
At the school entrance, the atmosphere was tense for some and exciting for others.
"This is perfect! I'll kill them all!" Bakugo exclaimed.
"You shouldn't say that," Tokoyami said disapprovingly. "However, I agree with Bakugo. We all wanted to grow stronger—we won't achieve that by fighting robots. This could be a great opportunity."
"Tokoyami-kun is right," Deku said with a tense expression. "But be careful. Remember, the teachers know our strengths and weaknesses better than anyone."
"Don't chicken out now, Midoriya!" Monoma mocked.
"Monoma, can't you stop being annoying for five minutes?" Ojiro growled.
Monoma smirked without replying.
"Don't fight—look at me instead~" Aoyama said, striking a pose.
"Fighting is bad!" Iida exclaimed.
The boys left the school and headed home, but the girls decided to wait for Allen at the entrance. They weren't worried about him getting into trouble—and even if he did, he'd get out of it like always.
After a few minutes, Momo took out her phone as it vibrated.
"It's a message from Allen."
– I've got something important to do, I won't be able to walk you girls home –
Allen wasn't a normal student—he already had a professional license—so none of them found it strange.
"I guess we'll have to head out," Itsuka sighed, crossing her arms.
"Wait!" Mina pointed at Momo. "Why did he send the message to you?!"
"Huh? Why does that matter?" Momo complained and was about to respond when memories from the previous day surfaced.
When Momo regained consciousness, she noticed she was dressed and that Allen had disappeared. A wave of embarrassment filled her like never before—he had not only seen her naked, but had even dressed her.
Beyond that, Momo touched her lips, remembering every sensation—the warmth, the moisture, the feeling, and the taste of her first kiss. It had gone far beyond anything she had imagined.
"What?" Itsuka frowned upon seeing her friend freeze and turn red as a tomato. "Momo, you—!"
"I have to go!" Momo ran off, leaving all the girls in shock.
"What happened between them?!" Ochako exclaimed.
"He wouldn't, right?" Itsuka asked uncertainly.
"Don't tell me!" Mina growled.
The three girls exchanged glances, reaching a silent agreement. Then they chased after Momo, determined to get the truth out of her—even if they had to tie her up.
"Ara..." Ibara, who had been watching, laughed softly while covering her mouth. Then she looked at the two girls beside her, Tsuyu and Jiro. "Aren't you going after Momo?"
"Me?" Jiro blinked before shrugging, putting on her headphones, and walking in another direction. Of course, she was curious about what caused Momo's reaction, but she convinced herself it had nothing to do with her.
"How cute..." Ibara giggled. "What about you, Asui-san?"
"Call me Tsuyu-chan or Froppy, Ibara-chan... hmm, I don't know."
Ibara observed Tsuyu. The girl showed no change in expression, making it hard to tell whether she liked Allen or just saw him as a friend.
"And you?" Tsuyu asked.
"I'm fine..." Ibara replied with a calm smile.
Tsuyu watched her for a moment before starting to walk.
"I see..."
Ibara paused and looked back toward U.A. She stayed silent for a moment before walking again, catching up to Tsuyu.
....
The next day, the U.A. final exam is before the training camp.
All the students, dressed in their hero costumes, gathered at the entrance of one of U.A.'s special facilities. This wasn't Ground Beta, nor the USJ—it was called "Central Plaza."
As the name suggested, it was a remote area with two adjacent multi-story buildings.
Allen flew to the location and realized that the rest of the students were already there; he then landed, catching everyone's attention.
"Allen!~" Mina ran toward him and jumped into his arms as he landed. She rubbed her cheeks against his chest without any shame. Unlike the rest of the students, Allen wasn't wearing his hero costume—he was dressed casually.
"What took you so long?!" Momo approached, annoyed. This final exam carried significant weight in their grades—it wasn't an exaggeration to say that if they failed, even doing well in previous tests wouldn't save them.
"And why aren't you wearing your costume?" Itsuka looked at Allen with disappointment. With everything that had been happening—internships with Pro Heroes and exams—the girls hadn't had the chance to properly see Allen's new costume up close.
"Sorry, I got called by the Commission and had to dress formally," Allen said with a smile.
"Formally?" Ochako blinked. Allen was wearing a black shirt with the top buttons open, sleeves rolled up—not to mention his pants and shoes. He looked more casual than on a Sunday.
Noticing Ochako's gaze, Allen smiled slightly. Realizing she had been staring at him from head to toe like a pervert, Ochako blushed and looked away.
"Anyway, don't worry—it's nothing serious. Apparently, Councilman Kazu Yamado woke up on top of Tokyo Tower. Literally, his bed mysteriously appeared at the very top."
"And what does that have to do with you?" Todoroki asked, frowning.
"Hey, isn't that the councilman who criticized you on TV the other day, saying you were a bad example of a hero?" Itsuka said suspiciously.
"That's what the Commission thought too, so they questioned me—but I'm innocent. Do I look like I have the time to do something like that?"
No one in the class believed him—Allen had a reputation for being a complete bastard.
"Oh, they're here..." Allen said, and everyone followed his gaze. At the entrance stood all the teachers, including Mirko—except for Vlad.
"It's time for the practical exam," Aizawa said from the front before looking toward Kaina, who stepped forward.
"Listen. You've all been very lucky. It's practically a miracle no one died after everything that's happened. So instead of pretending nothing is wrong and comforting you, it was decided to push you even harder!"
"As you already know, the teachers will be your opponents. You'll work in pairs to defeat the Pro Hero assigned to you—either by beating them, if possible, escaping the area, or capturing them with special handcuffs. You'll have a time limit... and as the cherry on top, Mirko-sensei, thinking this was too easy, added a 'disadvantage' that will remain secret until your turn."
When Kaina finished, Aizawa spoke again.
"The first pair will be Kirishima and Tetsutetsu. Their opponent will be Cementoss!"
Kirishima grinned, punching his fists together. "I like it!"
Tetsutetsu laughed, crossing his arms. "This is my chance to show how strong I've become!"
Seeing both of them full of confidence, Cementoss gave them a dark look. "If you can..."
'Idiots,' Allen thought. 'They still underestimate the strength of a professional hero at this level... and more importantly, I can tell this matchup was planned...'
...
(Five minutes later)
Kirishima's test area was a replica of an empty street in the middle of a city, with multi-story buildings and concrete ground.
Most of the students, since they didn't yet know their opponents, had gone to the monitoring room to watch the match. More than one person noticed that Kirishima and Tetsutetsu were wearing bracelets on their arms and legs.
Mirko grinned before speaking into the microphone.
"This is my gift, brats!"
A red light activated on the bracelets.
– Disadvantage Activated: Dead Weight!
Kirishima nearly lost his balance due to the sudden weight. Tetsutetsu felt the same. Without giving them time to adjust, the test began.
"This is nothing!" Kirishima shouted.
"A little weight won't stop me!" Tetsutetsu exclaimed.
Both Kirishima and Tetsutetsu chose the simplest strategy—they charged forward.
"ORA!"
"Let's go!"
Cementoss, being their teacher, knew both their Quirks and how they thought. He wasn't surprised. Placing his hands on the ground, he began manipulating the concrete.
From the monitoring room, Allen felt some curiosity about Cementoss's Quirk. It didn't manipulate Earth in general—only concrete. That raised the question: could he control the elements separately, or did it have to be concrete?
The battle was simple. Cementoss created wall after wall in front of Kirishima and Tetsutetsu. They broke through them one after another, but quickly grew tired. Their Quirks had time limits, and combined with the added weight, they were exhausted within minutes.
Cementoss showed no mercy and buried them in concrete, ending the match quickly.
By this point, most of the class understood this would be a very difficult exam.
Artoria – This is complicated. The matches are designed to confront the students with their weaknesses.
Gwen – Not to mention they're facing veteran heroes.
Rukia – Mirko's disadvantages make it even worse.
Natasha – Are they planning to let no one pass?
'Yeah, but I'm more curious about is what they prepared for me...' Allen smiled slightly as his eyes gleamed with cunning.