Having checked as thoroughly as she could Mélusine returned to Albert. But when she returned to the waiting room he was using he saw Mirko leaving the room.
"Alright! I'll send you a Scouting Report! Remember the name Ryukyu!" She waved goodbye as she closed the door.
Albert takes a deep sigh of relief.
"Haa… At least it is a hero I like."
"Oh?" Mélusine said. "Do you like her as a female?"
"Mélusine." Albert got up and stretched a bit. "Is that jealousy I hear in your voice?"
"Answer mine first."
"Somewhat. I don't have a particular type I am attracted to. I mean for my purpose I couldn't be choosy."
"Then you have tasted the flesh already, Albert?"
"I have. I didn't enjoy those times. It was either a crusty old fat men or a witch-like woman. At least the men gave me candy, albeit Plan B pills but that's beside the point."
Hearing Albert's exploits Mélusine didn't mind if he pursued some more prettier and younger options.
"…Albert if you wish to bed that rabbit I will not be jealous, just so long as they are at least near your age for the Mana Transfer."
Albert stops stretching and freezes in place.
"It wasn't all old people you know... But I get what your saying and I now fully understand what you meant by Mana Transfer now."
"And? I will retract my statement in light of new information about you."
"Thank you for understanding, Mélusine. You can keep the proposal, if the situation calls for it I won't hesitate to keep you alive." He resumes to stretch.
Mélusine made a wry smile. Even now that he shaken some of those mental binds his thinking is still more or less the same.
"So anything to report?" He asks.
"Yes, it was for a brief moment, but I felt another servant. It was not Saber that I can assure you."
"Then what? Seeing as your tone isn't giddy I assume they disappeared?"
"Yes. I sensed them as quickly as they disappeared."
"Assassin possibly? Hm… We could try and bait them out but… Eh. Better not cause a ruckus at the Sports Festival. Keep an eye out."
"Hm. Understood."
"Albert who are you talking to? Ribbit."
Opening the door was Tsuyu.
"Oh Tsuyu." He turned to her and smiled. "Sorry I didn't go up to the stands. I have a certain ritual I do. I'll be sure make it up to you later."
"Ribbit. That's fine. You had some big challenges ahead of you. I am sure you spent your time wisely. Midoriya has been feverishly studying you."
"I have a more refined quirk to his. I would hope he was taking notes of me, so he won't keep breaking his arms."
"Hm. I agree. Anyway. Here." She held out a small baggy.
Albert could smell food from it.
"Oh? You brought me food?"
Tsuyu handed it over to him.
"Ribbit. I'm sure you haven't eaten anything besides the short lunch have you?"
"I haven't thank you. I'll need to repay you for this." Albert lightly smiles.
Tsuyu light blushes.
"Ribbit. G-good luck, Albert." She quickly nods and leaves.
"The frog is also fine." Mélusine said. "Frogs are greatly favored by dragons, especially the snake ones."
"Hm." Albert opens the bag and sits down to eat. "Are they really?"
"You would be surprised."
"Okay, and what kind of dragon are you?"
"I told you, the I am a dragon type fairy."
"I was going for more of a western or eastern type of dragon, you know?"
"You just have to wait and see... Hopefully not. In full honesty, Albert, should you see my full form would mean tragedy."
"For you and me or just in general?"
"It would mean our time together has come to an end, and the only way forward is victory in the Holy Grail."
"Oh... I see."
About half an hour later Mélusine came to him to wake him.
"Albert it's time."
He opens his eyes and Present Mic's voice reached his ears.
"THE FINAL MATCH IS SOON TO BEGIN!! CONTESTANTS COME TO THE STAGE!!!"
Albert gets up and leaves the room. As he walks to the ring he stretches his limbs once more. He could hear the sounds of the crowd getting more and more clear.
"I am starting to enjoy this feeling." Albert smirks ear to ear, licking the praises of the crowd off his lips.
"Do not let it get to your head, Albert."
"I won't. After this is done we'll see if we can go and get you a new model kit."
"Yesss!"
He walks out into the light and the crowd once again showers him in cheers. Before him was Bakugo. He was soaking up the crowd as much as Albert was and it was feeding his already high ego.
Bakugo stared daggers into Albert. He wanted this. He almost couldn't help himself, one need only see his body language to tell he was excited for this chance. His fingers popped, little explosion went off in his hands as his minds goes through how he was beat Albert into the ground.
"You ready to finally get your ass kicked!!" Bakugo shouted at Albert.
"Perfectly." Albert merely smiled.
"Hmm…" Bakugo didn't like that, but what did he like? "I am going to enjoy smashing your face into the ground."
"I can say the same. But it won't be my face, no." Albert's eyes grew fearsome, deadly.
"!!" Both Midnight and Bakugo felt a shiver run down their backs.
"I." Albert's voice was a cold and serious one. "Am going to curb stomp you until every fragment of your teeth are crushed into powder and fed down your throat."
Bakugo and Midnight firmly believed he would do that, his voice told them he was dead serious.
Of course he will not be this direct.
"Kidding~♪" Albert smiled playfully, the air he was giving off lighten immediately. "That is how you scare someone! Shouting die or kill does nothing to really get into the hearts of your victim."
"Grr…" Anger quickly replaced what fear Albert placed into Bakugo. If there was something Albert did respect about Bakugo aside from his high combat intelligence was ironically the thing he hated most about him, his ego to be the best. "I'LL FUCKING BURY YOU!!!!"
Bakugo said it with such fury and venom that Albert could feel it in his heart.
"Lovely."
After some flowery words from Present Mic the match began.
"START!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The match began with a bang, two bangs in fact.
BOOM!! BOOM!!
Bakugo explodes towards Albert.
Albert continues to smiles as he puts is hands in his pockets. This of course infuriates Bakugo.
"YOU LITTLE SHIT!!!!"
Bakugo when he is close enough holds his hands together and shouts.
"<
Flash!!!
Albert closed his eyes and leaned back as the flash is followed by an explosion.
Boom!!
[Ding! Blast Resistance acquired! Skill has been added into Albion's Skelton.]
'Oh? Was I never blown up?'
It surprised Albert that he never gained this resistance before. Then again when he thinks back on it he never was around much explosions, all of his actions were done without the need for it. But such thoughts could be done later.
Even if he couldn't see his ears still worked even after the explosion so close.
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The ever light and rough movement of his clothing was over him.
Albert then leaned forward as quickly as he can and then.
THUD!!!
"Gah!?!?"
Albert headed budded Bakugo through the smoke of the explosion.
Without a moment's hesitation Albert kicked his right shin, knocking to kneel with his left.
"What the—"
He then followed it with stepping on his left knee and using it as a spring board to strike Bakugo's chin with Albert's own knee.
Thud!!!
The kick even sent Bakugo into the air for a few feet.
Normally Bakugo would have probably willed himself to overcome it, but Albert put in a little extra effort with this attack.
"Hm!"
While still in the air Albert stomps the center of Bakugo's chest.
Thud!!
"Gasp!!"
The sudden press squeezed the air from Bakugo's lungs, and he quickly regained conscious. He darted his eyes for a second, trying to piece together what happened in such a short amount of time. He looked to see Albert had sat on him while pinning his two hands down with his feet.
The smoke quickly settles, and Midnight has already seen this before and decided this was the end.
"Winner!! Albert!!!" Midnight concludes. "This concludes the end of our contest!! The first-year winner of U.A.'s Sports Festival is Albert Hiroyuki of Class A!!!"
"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The crowd roared again.
Bakugo tried to yell but he had no air in his lungs to muster the strength. He grits his teeth and glares with fury at Albert who was still sitting on him.
"Remember this Bakugo." Albert said looking at the crowd. "There will always be a bigger fish in the sea." He then gets off of him.
The moment he did he acted immediately to attack Albert but stopped himself.
"Kek!" His arms were shaking with rage as he looks at Albert's back as he walks away.
Bakugo slowly regained his breath back. He clicks his tongue and resolves himself to getting even stronger to beat him. He gets up with his fists tightly clenched and walks away. His anger sitting on his heart.
"I… WILL KILL HIM." He leaves with a burning passion to beat and surpass Albert.
Within the crowd Albert's performance immediately garnered the most gossip.
"Uwah! To think he did it with his hands in his pockets!!"
"Brains, brawn, and beauty! The perfect hero!"
"I want him in my agency!"
Amongst them some of the more prominent heroes felt a bead of sweat come down.
"…Maybe I should invite him to my agency." Endeavor said, impressed by his performance.
In another section of the stadium.
"Remember to send the Scouting Report for me Ryuko!" Mirko said.
"Yeah… You sure I can't just have him work for me for a bit?"
"I'll think about it."
Another section.
"Their skill levels are day and night." All Might said.
"I agree." Nezu said. "He is a truly frighteningly perfect."
In another section off to the side.
"That's the job, Hawks." Herod said.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm supposed to act support for your guy." Said Hawks, a man of average height with a slim and narrow build with ash blonde hair and red wings. "Your guy got a name?"
"No. No names are supposed to be exchanged. You will probably get a code name on the spot."
"Hmm… Fine by me. If the guy is the famed Cain from what I heard from the higher-ups then it'll be a nice and easy job done."
"Not likely. You're gonna be hitting a rather notable spot for the Shie Hassaikai. It's their supply point to the south of Japan. So your gonna see some actions going down."
"How nice. Now can I go back to—" Hawks turned to the arena to see the fight already ended. "Shucks. The fight already ended. Eh. Not like we both don't know who would win right?"
"Heh." Herod smirks. "Yeah. I'll go and get everything ready. The Hero Public Safety Commission will contact you soon on your position."
Herod walks away, disappearing into the dark of the shadows.
"…For such a big guy he sure knows how to leave quickly."
Somewhere in the prefecture of Yamaguchi.
"Hmm…" A pale young man with a narrow build with short, shaggy auburn hair. He wears a nice black dress shirt with matching dress pants along with a black doctors mask.
"U-um O-Overhaul sir?" said one of his workers, nervous from his stern inspection of the ledger.
"These are fine numbers. What do you think? Mimic." He turns to his left to a little guy who looks like a small plague doctor.
"There are good for what happened some weeks ago. Keep up the good work." Mimic said.
"T-thank you sir!"
"Hm."
Overhaul and Mimic get up and leave the room.
As they leave, below them several of men in black suit and ties stand shoulder to shoulder in straight lines. Before them was a small, slender woman with long black hair, dressed in a lavish black suit with a long red scarf that flows like fire.
"WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE!!!" She shouted.
"TO FIGHT AND CONQUER!!" The men shouted both in fear and reverence of the girl before them.
"WHO DO YOU FIGHT FOR!!!"
"SHIE HASSAIKAI!!!'
Her cold smile twists like an inferno.
"AND WHO IS YOUR WARLORD!!!!"
"THE DEMON KING OF THE SIXTH HEAVEN!!!!"
She then materialized a matchlock rifle and fires it off into the air.
"YOUR GODDAM RIGHT!!!!"