4. Classmate

"You used Hydra." Shoji dead-paned. "Hydra."

"Ugh."

"To throw a ball."

"Shojiiiiiii—!" I whined. He raised an eyebrow. I throw my arms up. "Fine. I overdid it, I understand. The teacher already reprimanded me for it. But it works!"

"It did, right. Doesn't mean you're out in the sun yet." He dead-paned. "You're out of gas, the ball you used is now classified as a hazard, and we have to move to a different area to continue the test because they need to detox the field. You're lucky sensei didn't drop you out because of that."

"Uuuuuuuuu…." I can't even think of a comeback! Shoji you terrifying child! That's what happened when you release highly toxic substance to the air. Even though I've contained it as best as I could, as expected some still slip through. The fume specially. It's not deadly, but it did make a few people feel a little bit light headed, thus the need to air it out and detox the whole area for a bit.

(It's not like I have any other idea other than that in the first place you prat. I need to make at least one hero worthy record, or else.)

(I can't think of anything else and it also seems like a good idea at the moment so…)

Granted, maybe I should've just use some poison strands or something, and not the actual Hydra, since it's one of the most dangerous type of poison I can make. I did try to lower the potency of the venom a lot for this though, but as expected, the idea that [Hydra is Dangerous] already firmly planted inside my head, that no matter how much I played it down, it's still considered dangerous and I'm not allowed to release it again until I managed to downplay it to the point of being non-lethal.

(Non-lethal Hydra, oh how Magellan gonna roll in his grave.)

"Huuuu…" I turned to look at the field and perked up. "Oh! The gravity girl's up."

Shoji looked at me questioningly.

I shrugged. "I met her at the entrance exam. We're on the same field." I explained. "She, and the glasses guy over there, Iida? And the green haired boy there." I tapped my chin and tilted my head. "Now that I've taken a good look at him… Oh! I remember, that's the guy who punch the Zero Point."

Shojo blinked. He throw a glance at the skittish looking boy and back at me. Then back at the guy and blinked again. Oh come on Shoji, give the scrawny kid a break. Poor kid probably at his wits end, he still hasn't make any kind of hero worthy impact on his test score. Shoji looked back at me in disbelieve askance.

I frowned. "Now, you're just being rude." He shrugged and I rolled my eyes.

"Whoa! An infinity!"

"This is the first time I saw one!"

I whistled. "It just went through the atmosphere."

"Next, Midoriya." Mr. Aizawa droned. "Throw it when you're ready."

The boy gulped and move to exchange place with the infinity girl.

"This doesn't look good for him." I overheard as Iida observed the situation calmly. "At this rate he might get the lowest score and be forced to leave the school."

The explosion guy, Bakugo, scoffed. "Of course he is! That's what'll happened for a quirk-less loser like him!"

"Quirk-less?" I echoed while moved closer to them.

Bakugo glared at me. Holy, that glare is terrifying, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed it seems. "That's what he is. A quirk-less." He snapped.

"But he did punch the big robot, you know?" I raised an eye-brow. "At the entrance exam."

"Oh?" Iida adjusted his glasses. "You saw it too then?"

"Same exam field here." I chirped. "I saw you kicking those robot around at the field. Neat quirk, yours is speed type right?"

"Ah… thank you, and you're right, my quirk, to put it simply, is Engine. As you can see I have a pair of repulsor attached to the back of my calf " He nodded. "I remember seeing you too. The poison girl, right? You might want to moderate your quirk a bit more though." I smiled sheepishly at that. "I'm Iida Tenya."

I groaned. "Tell me about it." He just smiled at that. "Seihitsu Mary. Call me Mary." I motioned to my back. "The big guy over there is Shoji Mezo."

He nodded. "Nice to meet you."

"Likewise." I looked at Midoriya on the field. "Oh, he's starting."

Midoriya moved his stance to generic baseball throw and swing his hand…! Only for the ball to flops pathetically about forty meter in front of him.

Well… that's anti-climactic…