"I don't need it, you fool Midoriya, don't get in the way, die."
"That's why those kinds of guys show up. You shouldn't do things like that so recklessly, Fumiko."
"Ah, well, it's fine. Okay, if you want it that much, I'll do it. You two over there, come here a bit."
"Thank you!"
Weren't you supposed to be lacking energy?
The two came over with such energetic replies that I almost felt like making a retort. Mineta was even skipping. He's got plenty of stamina.
Well, it's fine, I guess. I knew that would happen anyway.
Jiro, looking flustered, tried to stop me.
"Hey, hey Fumiko, really, that's... I don't think you're being fooled, but if you spoil them too much, those two will get carried away, you know... more like, you should value yourself a little more..."
"It's fine, it's fine. Well, just watch."
Under the worried gazes of the girls, or rather, all my classmates, I stood before the two who had walked over. Note that I was still not wearing my school uniform.
"Alright, Kaminari first."
"Yes! Please do!"
Good, he's energetic. Though his nose is practically dripping with excitement.
I instructed Kaminari, who was standing at attention, to spread his feet shoulder-width apart.
With my left hand, I grabbed his collar (with a firm grip!), shifted my stance to a half-turn, lightly opened my right hand, and drew it back as if winding up for a swing... Around this point, Kaminari seemed to notice something was off and made a 'Huh?' expression.
But it was too late.
"Um... Fumiko? What exactly are you planning to do? This feels different from before..."
"Here I go!"
"Go with what!? Wait, hold on, stop! This is like—"
"Fighting spirit injection!"
—SMACK!!
A resounding slap.
Kaminari goes flying and collapses.
The entire class falls silent.
"...Huh? What was that just now... huh?"
"Well, you see, we can't do this to the injured Midoriya, right?"
"This is a recovery method!? He's taking extra damage no matter how you look at it!"
"Kaminari! Are you okay!?"
At Sero's worried words as he rushed over, Kaminari slowly sat up. Ah, he's teary-eyed.
Rubbing the spot where he was slapped...
"It hurts."
"I bet."
"...But I'm healed."
"Seriously!?"
"I can't believe it, or rather, I don't want to admit it... but seriously. I'm filled with power... I feel like I could sprint 200 meters at full speed right now and not get tired at all...but it hurts."
Everyone made the same 'I can't believe it' face and looked confused... Well then.
"You're next."
"W-Wait, I suddenly feel full!? I'm fine now, no need for any recovery, sorry, please forgive me, I don't want that, I was wrong, just spare my life—"
"Ah, don't worry, I'll use a different one on you. For now, face upward."
"Saved... huh?"
This time, I took out a small test tube-like bottle from my belt pouch. Inside was a white liquid. Seeing it, Hagakure asked,
"Fumiko-chan, what's that?"
"It's just milk. Here, Mineta, face up and look this way. There's a huge height difference between us."
"Huh? My face?"
Not waiting for Mineta's confused understanding, I opened the bottle's cap, took some of the milk into my mouth, then wiggled my index finger toward Mineta, gesturing 'Come here.'
Seeing this, Tokoyami gasped,
"...Don't tell me, mouth-to-mouth?"
"!?"
Once again, the classmates were overcome with surprise.
And the moment he heard that, Mineta completely transformed, his perverted heart surging to the forefront, his eyes turning beast-like, even standing on his toes to thrust his lips out as far as possible toward me with an 'Mmm!'
No attempt to hide his desires... it's almost refreshing.
As I said, the height difference between Mineta and me is extreme. I'm over 190 cm, while Mineta is around 100 cm, so it's about double.
So, I knelt on one knee to match his height as much as possible.
Under everyone's focused gazes, I gently cupped Mineta's face (his eyes are bloodshot, lips like suction cups) from both sides... only to roughly grab his hair instead.
And then,
—PFFFT—!!
I sprayed the milk from my mouth onto Mineta's face like a mist.
"…"
Silence again.
Mineta, having received the milk facial, stood quietly with an indescribable expression as milk dripped from his face.
"…This is terrible."
"Um... Fumiko, what is this?"
"See? This is... well, it doesn't hurt, but it looks bad, right?"
"Looks bad is an understatement... this is practically a bullying scene."
"This is definitely a sight you shouldn't show in an educational setting..."
"M-Mineta, are you... okay?"
When Kaminari asked hesitantly, Mineta, without changing his expression, slowly turned to face his classmates... and gave a thumbs-up.
"It's acceptable."
"Seriously, Mineta!?"
The scene of their classmates recoiling at the breadth of Mineta's strike zone and mental fortitude... or rather, his simply tolerant perversion.
Even though I did it, I was a little taken aback. Seriously, this guy... impressive. Not to be underestimated.
"HEY, fertile eggs! I got a bit caught up watching too, but now that we understand Fumiko girl's Quirk, let's resume class! Time is finite, if we don't hurry we won't finish in time!"
With that, All Might's voice rang out, and the somewhat messy conversation came to an end.
Alright, from here on I'm back to observing, I'll learn a lot from everyone's battles.
Next up is... ah, it's Mineta.