Saiki's Disastrous Life at UA High

Chapter 66- Curry

After a tiresome day of training, the students begin to drag their feet to the eating area, glad that they can at least rest. Unsurprisingly, no one seems excited about the day that had just passed. I could care less. It was boring, sure, but at least I'm not in pain.

I can barely stand...

I'm starved!

I want to go home.

I can't feel my ass.

I'd rather fight villains...

Saiki was able to dodge every attack no matter what I did... even when Tiger joined in for fun, neither of us could hit him. But Saiki has to have some kind of weakness, right? I'll probably be put against him tomorrow as well; I should work on finding a way to distract him. I know I'm supposed to be working on my speed, but I don't think even All Might could move as fast as Saiki! Maybe I could sit up some kind of trap? No, he wouldn't fall for something as trivial as that. I could try to run, then hide and surprise him... But he can read my mind! He'll know no matter what I do! What would I do if he were a villain? How would I save civilians? Well, I guess it's a good thing that I don't have to think of that, since he seems like he genuinely wants to be a hero.

I walk beside Bakugo, struggling to ignore Midoriya's long-winded thoughts in my mind and Nendo's hard breathing in my ear.

How are your hands? I ask, slowing my pace a bit so we fall behind the group. Nendo slows as well, tilting his head in confusion. Kirishima glances back, noticing the three of us and jogging over.

"Come on, Nendo! Maybe we can make some ramen?"

"You think so?" Nendo's eyes light up, and he immediately follows the redhead back to the group. Bakugo waits to make sure they're far enough away, begrudgingly making a mental note that he owes Kirishima now.

"They hurt like hell, but I can feel my quirk getting stronger," he answers, smirking happily, though anyone else may think he's planning a murder.

Let me see. Bakugo hesitates, but gives me his hands, allowing me to see the blisters that cover his palms and fingers. He winces slightly when I take his right hand but relaxes as I heal it and the blisters dissipate. I do the same with his left hand, gently tracing his palm before letting go.

"Thanks," Bakugo grunts, annoyed that he can't do the same for me.

Don't feel bad, your being here is enough for me. Before he can react I teleport to the cafeteria, joining the group of students as they're greeted with Ragdoll and Pixie-Bob.

"Remember what I said? We're not serving your food anymore!" Pixie-Bob exclaims, clearly enjoying the students' pain.

"If you guys wanna eat, you'll have to make your own meal! Starting with curry!!!" Ragdoll adds, laughing as the students sigh in distress. "Boy, you guys look exhausted!"

Wait... Iida perks up, filling with life again as the kids around him begin to fade into the afterlife.

"I see... an important part of saving someone recovering from a disaster is providing for their physical needs! As well as spiritual! AHA! This is a great opportunity! LET'S MAKE THE MOST DELICIOUS CURRY IN THE WORLD!" He yells, excited for this new task.

"Yeah, okay..." the students mumble half-heartedly, still hunched over, now nearly finished crossing into the spirit realm.

"He's right, guys! This is an amazing way to train, plus we get the reward of eating at the end! Let's do this!" Hairo cheers, causing the life to return into many hearts.