Chapter 4

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clearly, y/n did had a slightest advantage considering that the fighting was taking place at ground beta. not only was she aware of the outlets of the ground, she was way far ahead of everyone in terms or training as well.

however, since everyone was unaware of this, to them, she was a normal student and to his partner for this training, she was at a level of a mere bug who asked her to just stay out of his way.

nevertheless, they made their way inside the room.

basically they were asked to protect some kind of weapon until the heroes run out of time and heroes on the other hand were supposed to stole the weapon from them.

"i suppose you aren't the type to actually make a strategy or something? " y/n asked.

"you do whatever you want. I'll go after deku and stop him. " bakugo said or rather ordered her.

wining this or any other hero exercise was neither y/n's motive nor she was in any mood to have an argument with bakugo at this point of the task. she simply agreed to what the boom guy said.

"suppose you did beat deku and in the meantime ururaka did got her hands on this weapon" y/n shrugged gathering bakugo's attention ." then what? her quirk is rather a pain for this type of thing. and even if you did beat midoriya then,everything would go into vain"

"aren't you even that much of worth that you can take care of this thing? " bakugo asked in annoyance, shoving his hands in his pocktes. "am I supposed to look after both your sorry ass and this weapon and then beat that damn deku while I'm at it? "

y/n passed a sarcastic smile, "do you really think I'm that unworthy. all I'm saying is that I have a plan that is, if your all mighty is willing to listen. you can't win this all alone, learn relaing on people. "

only i fucking now what's taking me to say this.

bakugo growled, walking past y/n. he grabbed her costume's collor as he stared right into her eyes, his crimson red eyes never looking somewhere else, " listen here, I don't fucking care about this teamwork and shit. I'm going to beat that deku today and win this whatever exercise. you do whatever you want I don't give a single crap about that. "

y/n stared back at the guy. instead of giving some sarcastic reply, she just stared. not a word, not a single blink of an eye, she just stared. sure he always did had his anger issues , but this was the very first time he was actually mad. and that intensity in his eyes, that was real.

y/n shoved his hand off of her costume.

okay i guess i did best for day one of controlling myself

"the fuck did you just said? " she yelled, "listen here blonde i don't give a single crap about you as well but trust me, " at this point, she was staring in his eyes, his collar grabbed in her hand, "if i failed this exercise because of you , you'll regret. "

"you better not fail me or else I'll kill you. " bakugo warned before walking outside the door.

TEN MINUTES LATER
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it isn't that bad if you'll ask y/n.

she's been sitting here in front of this weapon from the past ten minutes, staring at the wall in front of her. bakugo's gonna take care of midoriya, probably he'll blow up the whole building if he'll have to win. so, all she have to do is to wait until then.

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