I, without any personality, become a hero!

"Bakugo, can you start a fire with an explosion?"

Kirishima didn't shout "Boom!" but instead turned to Bakugo Katsuki, who was standing to the side, and asked a question that seemed to be on his mind.

Bakugo, looking annoyed, placed his hand on the firewood and said fiercely, "Of course I can! I'll blow you up, you idiot!"

Eight Million was even simpler; she simply used her "Creativity" trait to make a lighter to light the firewood, making her classmates unanimously marvel at how useful her trait was no matter the situation.

"Midori-kun, do you often cook at home? Your vegetable-cutting skills are excellent."

"Forehead........"

Yue Shan watched curiously as Midoriya Izuku evenly sliced ​​the radish into thin strips of uniform size, looking every bit the expert kitchen enthusiast. Midoriya himself, however, was quite embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

"It's something I practiced to master wire cutting techniques... so it's not easy to open my mouth."

"Let's make a delicious curry rice! Everyone, let's do our best!!"

Class representative Iida shouted slogans, and the students all worked hard to prepare dinner, thinking that they had to make sure their own food was delicious.

After the fragrant curry rice was cooked, the students devoured it. Today's exertion was no less than yesterday's, and their stomachs were already rumbling.

After finishing a plate of curry rice, Izuku Midoriya went to get a second plate from the large pot, only to see Kota, the nephew of Mandalay Cat, watching them from the woods. He then left with an unhappy expression.

"Kouta?"

Midoriya was somewhat concerned about the child, so he served him a plate of curry rice and followed the path Kota had taken. He probably hadn't had dinner yet.

Next to the training ground is a small hill. Today's "personality" training is taking place in a cave on the hillside of this small hill. However, no one knows what is happening inside. All that can be heard are miserable screams coming from inside.

As dusk fell, the sky was filled with stars that were invisible in the city. As Izuku Midoriya walked along this road, he saw Kota sitting on the ground, gazing at the countless stars in the sky.

Footsteps approached, and the little boy, Kota, turned around alertly. There stood Izuku Midoriya, a gentle smile on his face, holding a bowl of curry rice.

"You must be hungry, right? How about trying our curry rice?!"

"How did you find this place?!"

Kota, like a tiger cub whose territory had been invaded, glared fiercely at Izuku Midoriya and asked his question without any politeness.

"Sorry... I followed your footprints here."

Izuku Midoriya pointed to the mud still clinging to his feet. Walking in the forest easily leaves footprints and other traces, so tracking them isn't difficult.

"Get out of my way and don't set foot in my secret base."

"Um... is this your secret base?"

Somewhat embarrassed, Midoriya, who was being chased away by Kota, said that Tokoyami had been doing "Quirk training" here all day. Could it be that he angered the kid?

"In short, what I hate most are guys like you who want to be 'heroes,' and get the hell out of here."

"Huh!?"

Kota angrily yelled and cursed, and Izuku Midoriya could only awkwardly turn around and leave. This kid is a bit strange... Why does he hate heroes?

Somewhat frustrated, Izuku Midoriya could only turn back and leave. He'd ask Mandalay Cat later that night; Kota was her nephew, so she should know more about him.

Watching Izuku Midoriya's departing figure, Kota silently squatted on the ground, arms crossed, tears welling up in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely:

"Anyone who wants to be a hero is a bunch of idiots!!"

That evening, Izuku Midoriya found Mandalay Cat and, after asking him about Kota, learned the details of the matter.

"Were this child's parents... sacrificed themselves as heroes...?"

"Hmm... He was killed by the enemy while protecting civilians, so I've been taking care of Kota ever since."

Izuku Midoriya remained silent. He finally understood why Kota had such an attitude: because his parents, who were heroes, were killed by the enemy, he had come to hate the profession of hero. But...

Midoriya understood the situation somewhat. In today's society, the accident rate of professional heroes is very high. This is also why his mother, Midoriya Inko, did not want him to become a hero. She was afraid that she would suddenly have an accident one day.

But these things are unavoidable. Someone has to stand up to protect everyone. The "Butcher" that Midoriya encountered in the past, and the "Hero Killer" he met during his Hero Training, would only cause more casualties if no one stopped them. Being a hero is a profession that requires self-sacrifice.

"Can I really protect everyone's smiles...?"

Midoriya's desire to become a hero wavers, and even All Might couldn't prevent all the tragedies from happening. Can he really do it...?

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"Miao, do you understand your mission?"

In a dark room, a man wearing a terrifying, grotesque mask spoke, his image appearing on a television screen in a secluded bar.

"Understood, teacher... But do we need so many people to join?"

Shigaraki Tomura turned around in annoyance. Behind him were all sorts of people, all of whom were terrifying enemies currently wanted by the police.

"They were helpers introduced by the 'middleman,' and they are all highly capable elites."

"Is that so?"

As Kurogiri gave his introduction, Shigaraki Tomura scrutinized the group of people in front of him.

The high school girl in JK uniform, named Toga Himiko, is said to have caused many people to bleed to death and is currently wanted by the police.

The man with stitches on his face is named Chabi. There is no information about him yet. He was brought here by the "middleman".

An elegant man wearing a mask, whose real name is unknown, is known among his enemies as "Mr. Compression" or "The Magician," and is a cunning criminal.

................

Faced with this strangely shaped group of people, coupled with the failure of the henchmen who invaded U.A. High School (USJ), Shigaraki couldn't help but doubt whether this group was reliable. He simply said it outright:

"Teacher, why not use 'brainless'? They should be much more reliable than these guys in front of us, right?"

"Mourning, this mission isn't about fighting heroes, you understand what the focus of the mission is, right?"

"Hmm... I understand."

The Nomu is naturally very powerful, but it needs to obey the orders of its commander to act effectively. In the upcoming mission, it will actually be a hindrance and a hindrance.

Shigaraki Tomura turned to look at the group of people in front of him. They were all curiously looking around the bar and moving around freely without any restraint.

"Hey! Hey? Why are we here? I heard there are heroes to raid, so I followed them. The blood of heroes must be very fragrant!"

"I don't know, you crazy woman, stay away from me."

Chabi gave Toga Himeko a disgusted look. He had heard that the League of Villains was planning something big, which was why he was interested in getting involved.

"I'd like a 'whiskey sour,' please."

He treated the place like a bar, acting like a "magician," and Black Mist dutifully mixed a cocktail and placed it in front of him, performing the proper bartending etiquette:

"Please enjoy your meal!"

Besides, other people were freely discussing various topics related to the "League of Villains," making the usually quiet bar more lively. However, Shigaraki Tomura was scratching his cheek in annoyance.

"Shut up!!"

Everyone stopped and glanced at Shigaraki Tomura, then ignored him and continued chatting amongst themselves. After all, they all knew that the real leader of the League of Villains was the person who appeared on the TV screen. If the leader hadn't even spoken, what was this guy in front of them?

The griffin, its fingers twisting, was slightly enraged. It was about to grab someone and destroy them, to show them who the real leader was. But then All For One spoke up:

"Everyone, please be quiet."

When the true leader of the "Alliance of the Enemy" spoke, everyone had to give him face, and they all obediently shut their mouths. The bar, which had been slightly lively just moments before, suddenly fell silent.

"I don't care what your purpose is in coming to the 'League of Villains,' but please cooperate with the mourning operation."

The man wearing a terrifying, grotesque mask tapped his fingers on the mask and added:

“If the operation fails, you have no reason to exist in this world.”

It was clearly a threat, but no one in the bar dared to contradict him. A chilling killing intent, so intense it seemed to solidify the air, emanated from somewhere, giving them the illusion that they were already dead.

The murderous intent vanished in an instant, and the man on the television screen laughed as he said:

"That was just a joke. I'm sure you'll all cooperate fully with the funeral arrangements, right?"

"......"

No one dared to speak. The suffocating killing intent they had just felt was real, and those words were no joke. If their operation failed... their fate would likely be dire.

"Diao, you're going to lead the team from now on. The mission cannot fail, understand?"

"Understood, teacher."

Chapter 106 Forest Training Camp: Prelude to the Storm

The next day, Izuku Midoriya was busy modifying his autosuit. Aizawa-sensei's words gave him a lot of inspiration, and with Yaoyorozu able to create various processing materials at will, the modification plan was progressing surprisingly smoothly.

While his classmates were undergoing grueling training, Midoriya himself continued his self-improvement work without stopping, and the morning passed quickly.

In the afternoon, Izuku Midoriya stood in front of a large rock. His original autosuit resembled that of a Western knight, but now it looked somewhat bulky, with many heavy machinery-like accessories added to the outside of the autosuit.

After nearly two days of renovation, the basic structure was largely completed. However, Izuku Midoriya was also ready to test the effect. Facing the large rock in front of him, he stood firmly on the ground.

"Taking Roots"

The new attachments to Izuku Midoriya's automail on his hind legs ejected several sturdy metal pillars that plunged into the ground, making him as firmly rooted as a tree.

Facing the large rock in front of him, Izuku Midoriya raised his right fist, ready to strike. The attachments on his autosuit transformed and activated, and he threw a punch straight at the target.

"Pile driving"

Four small hydraulic pile drivers were attached to the right arm of the auto-armor. As Izuku Midoriya swung his fist, the pile drivers pushed forward with tremendous force, and a large chunk of the surface of the rock was blasted off.

Looking at the remarkable results before him, Izuku Midoriya muttered to himself:

"It still doesn't work... The main power source of the mechanical armor is the thrusters, and the destructive force that can be caused by standing still is too small."

"Why don't you try turning your arm into a drill? I thought your first attack was pretty powerful."

Aizawa Shota, who was observing, offered a suggestion, to which Midoriya responded with a speechless retort:

“A punch like that would be fatal. I only used the ‘pile hammer’ method because it’s for combat. Besides, modifying the drill bit would require a major overhaul.”

Izuku Midoriya couldn't possibly build a Gundam from scratch. Even with eight million readily available mechanical materials, it would be impossible to make any major modifications in just two days. "Large-scale modifications" require the support of the support department's manufacturing workshop.

"You'll have to figure out the inventions and modifications yourself... I can only offer suggestions..."

Shota Aizawa, with a slightly timid attitude, couldn't possibly be an expert in everything, even with his broad knowledge. He could see through the use and weaknesses of "quirks" at a glance, but when it came to things like inventions and creations... Mr. Aizawa had no room to interject.

"By the way, Mr. Aizawa, did All Might and the other teachers not come this time?"

Midoriya recalled that only Aizawa Shota and Bradkin were the teachers who came this time, and only the four of them, "PUSSY CAT", were present.

"After the last invasion of U.A. High School, we learned that the League of Villains' target was All Might. Therefore, All Might and the other teachers stayed at the school this time, while you all secretly underwent Quirk enhancement training."

"So that's how it is."

After their chat, Aizawa Shota went to check on the other students' training progress, while Midoriya Izuku continued to improve his autosuit.

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As it was almost dinnertime, "PUSSY CAT" gathered the students from Class A and Class B and announced something to everyone.

"We're having a class competition tonight!"

"Confrontational activities?"

The group, bewildered by what was happening, found themselves somewhat disoriented by the sudden revelation of the North American Shorthair cat's words. This forest training camp had been an incredibly difficult start from the beginning.

"After excessive exertion, it's necessary to do some relaxation activities, after all, this is a training camp."

The Mandalay cat added to the students' statement and announced it publicly:

"Tonight's activity has been decided to be a 'test of courage,' with the two classes taking turns."

"Hooray! Finally, we have the atmosphere of a training camp!!"

Kaminari Denki and Ashido Mina jumped up excitedly, while Aizawa Shota, standing to the side, said indifferently:

"Those who failed the final exam, come with me for tutoring tonight."

"What, again!?"

The two, Kaminari and Ashido, were devastated. Even though they teamed up with the students from Class B, they still suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of the third-year students. It was truly a matter of bad luck for them, or for the students from Class B to be unlucky.

The "Quirk training" was over, and while everyone was busy preparing dinner, Izuku Midoriya was somewhat absent-minded. He was thinking again about what happened to Kota last night at this time...

"Midori, what's wrong?"

Shoto Todoroki asked with some concern, mainly because Izuku Midoriya was practically shoving his hands into the fire while burning firewood, so he had to deliberately remind him.

"Uh..." Izuku Midoriya hurriedly pulled his hand back from the firewood. After thinking for a moment, he realized he didn't have any good ideas, so he told Todoroki everything.