CHAPTER 167 THE WHEELS ON THE BUS
<span style="font-weight:400">The bus was filled with the students from ss 1-A. Our gear stowed below the bus, people were jabbering the whole way. We had been on the road since 630. Leaving the school grounds with the dawn, excited to go to summer camp.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How was your date?” Mina asked Momo.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It was great,” Momo admitted. “He was a perfect gentleman.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t believe it” “Did you try to kiss her” “Lame” People eximed.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Guys, it''s a date. Meant for fun. Despite how much she begged, I didn’t let her kiss me,” I said.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“I did not beg!” She said.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh right. She asked nicely,” I amended.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“I did no such thing,” Momo said quickly, still blushing.
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<span style="font-weight:400">Iughed loudly, enjoying her reaction. “It''s a date. You guys put way too much emphasis on it.” <span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">“You were the one making a big deal about it,” Mina said, frowning as she studied me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well yeah, how else was I supposed to make the other guys in ss jealous?” I asked. “They’re all so envious.” <span style="font-weight:400">
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<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re way too obsessed with girls,” Shoto said. “We have hero training to worry about.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah yeah, whatever,” I replied. “Still jealous. Even if Momo was very handsy, she was a perfectdy.” <span style="font-weight:400">
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<span style="font-weight:400">“I wasn’t,” she said quickly.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“You weren’t ady?” I teased.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s it, that''s thest date you get from me,” Momo said. “If you’re just going to tease me. I’ll end up as pissed off at you as Toru.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you pissed off at me?” I asked my invisible girlfriend.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“So pissed off,” she said with a huff. Invisible, her legsid on me as we sat next to one another on the bus. “It’s your face. I swear you’ve be more…” I knew she wanted to say handsome. I had been using my Epitome chakra for a while. I was well over my normal 6 foot height. “Anger inspiring.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s fine if you mean beautiful,” I said, moving my longer hair behind my ear. “I’m very pretty. A perfect specimen of the perfect man.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, there it is. That charm that I can’t help but hate,” Toru said. I pinched her thigh. She squeaked, snaking her invisible hand under her legs to grab my crotch. Iughed as she pretended to be focused somewhere else. Expertly. I wasn’t sure what Toru and Momo had discussed. But it was peculiar. Momo had no interest in sitting with me. It was as if the girls knew Toru had imed me, but they still flirted and let me flirt. I left her to it. The voyeur had lots of ns of her own in the works.
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<span style="font-weight:400">In the end Momo and I hadn’t kissed or fooled around on our date. She was far less adventurous than Toru. I walked her home, said we should do it again. And it wasn’t long until my invisible girlfriend was all over me. Having followed us for I don’t know how long she snuck into my room at school and we spent thest couple of days just hanging around. Having sex and watching TV. It was peculiar, but I was enjoying it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Time for a break,” Aizawa announced from the front of the bus.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Finally a bathroom,” Ma mumbled as he rushed through the aisle. As we came out of the bus we noticed that there was no rest stop around us. We were at one of the many offshoots from the main road. Areas to stop and look out to the mountains and forests all around us. Straight ahead were a range of mountains covered in trees.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Aizawa-sensei,” Ma said quickly as thest of us stepped out. “Where is the bathroom?” <span style="font-weight:400">
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<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re looking at it,” he said, pointing to the forested area.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Been a while, Eraserhead!” A woman yelled as she walked around the bus. She had blonde hair, a cute light blue skirt with a nice top, and wore a weird visor on her head. Oh and she had a cat tailing out from her rear and furry cat paws on her hands. I didn’t think she was part cat, the feline gear simply part of her hero costume. She was nked by a ck haired girl in the same attire but her dress was red and white instead of blue and white. The ck haired woman had a cat tail as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">“We are the Wild Wild Pussycats,” the 2 women said as a short boy about 9 years old walked up from behind them. The girls took poses as if they were in a photoshoot.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Perfect,” Aizawa said, not reacting to their weird introduction. “These are 2 members of the Pussycats. They are a hero team that specialize in mountain rescue. And also some of your camp counselors.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s right,” The ck haired one said. Moving to the gated edge of the lookout point she pointed out to the mountains. “This entire area is our domain, more or less. The ce you’ll be staying at is on the base of that mountain.” It looked a good 10 miles away. Not too far of a distance.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Aizawa, the packets you gave us stated we would be going further away,” Ida said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes,” Aizawa admitted. “Due to a recent warning about viin activity we decided to change the locationsst minute.” I guessed that All Might took my warning to heart. But I was pretty sure we were supposed to go with these pussy cat girls anyway. Which was fine with me. They were very…appealing.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So we go there?” I asked, looking out to the mountain. “What is that? 10 miles?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good eye,” blondie said, walking closer. She sniffed me as I stood there deciding what to do. “Good smell too.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re not half bad yourself,” I said. Giving her a wink I stepped up to the railing on the overlook. “I’ll race you guys there.” Looking back to the crowd they appeared surprised. But I knew where this was going.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“What?! Like hell I’m going to ride a bus for a race!” Bakugo yelled, moving up to us.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“What a coincidence,” blonde pussy cat said as more people walked up. “You won’t be taking the bus.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh shit” “that’s not good” “Here we go” People said as the earth under her paws began to move. I didn’t hesitate. Laughing, I jumped down to the trees below. Bakugo, Todoroki, Midoriya, and Ida soon behind me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Feel free to use your quirks!” Aizawa yelled as the blonde cat made the ground form into andslide throwing everyone else off the point. Straight down to the trees below.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You have 3 hours to make it through the forest of magic beasts!” The ck haired cat yelled at us. Inded on the trees easily. Jumping down from branch to branch as gravel and rock rained down from above. The others were thrown with thendslide, yelling and cursing as theynded in the forest. I had to admit. The kids were tough. No one was seriously injured from the fall.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You alright?” I asked Toru and Tsuyu as I helped them up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah,” Tsuyu said. “I should not have worn the weights.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“What are you talking about? This is the perfect time,” I said with a smile. “Come on. Let’s get going.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you think she meant by forest of Magic Beasts?” Midoriya asked. Just then the dirt I thought had been a boulder moved. Revealing it was a 4-legged beast. It growled at us, but before anyone could move I jumped to it.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Hold it, I’m going to tame it,” I said. <span style="font-weight:400">
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<span style="font-weight:400">“You can’t tame that. It’s a magic beast!” Momo said.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“What the hell does that even mean?” I asked. “There is no such thing as magic.” In this world at least. I walked up to the 10 foot tall sabertooth tiger-like beast. It growled at me. Pulling my arm back I smacked it in the head. It crumbled too easily though. The dirt clumps breaking the beast dropped to the ground dead. “No! I killed it!” I wailed. <span style="font-weight:400">
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<span style="font-weight:400">“It is someone’s quirk, you idiot,” Momo noted.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Look there are more,” Todoroki said. And he was right, there were many more.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Well shit,” I said, rolling my shoulders. “Let’s see who can kill the most then.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m in,” Bakugo growled.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Same,” Shoto said.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Guys we should get there tog-” Midoriya said but dozens of the beasts ran out from the forest directly at us.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“They’re mine!” I yelled as I ran at them. Kicking hard it was like hitting a rock. Not that it was hard. More like I was kicking a rock in my way. As my hands and feet moved through them easily I yelled out, “3.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“4!” Ida said, running by killing more.
<span style="font-weight:400">“6,” Shoto said as he froze some. <span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">“7!” Bakugo yelled as an explosion left his hands, knocking a bunch down at once.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s fucking cheating!” I yelled running after them.
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<span style="font-weight:400">It took a good 5 hours to go the 10 miles. There were hundreds of the damn dirt summons. We stumbled out. Tired but in good spirits. “634,” I said as I stumbled to my knees. <span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">“651,” Bakugo growled as heid on his back. He and I had run ahead, but the others weren’t too far behind.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“You and your damn explosions,” I grumbled. “Cheat ass power.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Shut up,” he rasped. Others began stumbling into the clearing. They were dirty. Most having fought the earth elemental monsters.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Finally,” the blonde cat woman said. “Honestly I thought it would be dark before you all got here. You made better time than most 2nd years. You made short work of my Awakened Earth Beasts.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Those monsters were you?” I asked, sitting up. “How the hell did you make so many?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh I didn’t,” she admitted with a smile. “I only made about 50. When one of you would break one, they would form out of sight and attack again. You should have left them up and ran. There would have been far less.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Dammit, Weston! I said that!” Momo yelled at me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You did. Bute on. It was funner whack-a-moling them,” I said standing up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You 5 especially did well,” blonde cat said walking up to Shoto, Midoriya, Ida, Bakugo, and I. She eyed me up and down. “I’m interested to see what happens in the future with you guys.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Stick around and find out,” I said, not shy about my interest in her. She blushed. Her ck haired friend walked up. A spray bottle filled with water in hand she sprayed blondie. “Ah,” she said, backing up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t mind her. She’s getting older. Looking for a mate,” ck haired said like she was a cat or something. <span style="font-weight:400">
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Well don’t spray her too much,” I said. “I’m open to it.” Blondie turned to me, her eyes wide and a smile on her face. But the ck haired girl sprayed her with water again.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Enough,” Aizawa cut in. “You guys did well. Tomorrow the real deal starts. Your bags were unloaded from the bus over there. Boy’s bunkhouse is over there. Girl’s is over there. Grab a bunk. Food in a couple of hours. Thenmunal baths out back for everyone. Kick back and unwind. The real training starts tomorrow.” <span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">We were soon digging through our bags from the bus. The bunk houses werergemunal areas with bunkbeds. Exactly as they sounded. I really did feel like I was at summer camp. Mosquitos, awkward rooms shared with a bunch of guys, and no idea where anything was. The only real difference was I hoped I did wake up to find one of the camp counselors in my bed.
<span style="font-weight:400">I found arge firepit between the boys and girls rooms. After stowing my clothes at a bunk near a window I could sneak out of without others noticing too much I grabbed some firewood and made a fire. It wasn’t long until all the boys joined me, just sitting around it as we stared into the mes.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“What is it about boys and fire?” Urararka asked.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“You mean men?” I asked, puffing my chest out. “It’s from our caveman days. We love fire. Why do you think I could sit and stare into Todoroki’s left eye all day? That’s his fire side.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I knew you were gay,” Ma said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re just upset I don’t have a thing for grapes and prepubescent boys.” <span style="font-weight:400">
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<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not prepubescent. I’ll prove it,” he said as more girls came up to sit by the fire.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“We will take your word for it,” Momo said as othersughed. “This is not how I expected training camp.” We sat onrge logs that lined around the firepit.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What did you expect?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I guess I have no idea,” she admitted. “Do you think we will have toe up with our own training?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe,” I said. “Let’s worry about that tomorrow. Let’s have fun tonight.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“How are we supposed to do that?” Toru asked.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“We have dinner in an hour…” I looked around. Everyone was beat from our run there. But we were supposed to be training. “Hey blondie!” I yelled. She was leaning over from the side of a building staring in my direction. She jumped as I called her out. “Come here!”
<span style="font-weight:400">She shyly walked up as if she wasn’t the adult. “You can manipte the Earth, right?”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s um Pixiebob,” she mumbled. “My name.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Pixiebob, right,” I said. “You can manipte the soil, right?” She nodded. “Alright, do me a favor. Make a giant hill.” <span style="font-weight:400">
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Why?” She asked.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“A game and training,” I said. “You all ever yed king of the hill?”
<span style="font-weight:400">It was a hard and bloody battle. Hours we spent fighting for the top spot. The hill Pixiebob made was a good 20 feet tall. Tiered up there was a path that went from base to peak twisting all around it. But most risked the hill.
<span style="font-weight:400">Running, jumping, pushing we raced to the top spot. Only to be pushed back by Todoroki''s fire. I cooled it off with a wave of my hand but Bakugo brought out his own firepower.
<span style="font-weight:400">It became a trench warfare when Momo dug out an alcove for herself. Prompting others to do the same. It evolved into a battle of advance and retreat. The person on top always changing as someone pushed them back.
<span style="font-weight:400">By the time dinner was ready we were covered in sweat and dirt. Making us almost unrecognizable as we descended the hill.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I guess Uraraka wins…for now,” I said. She had a wide smile on her face. Her floating power had made her higher than the king of the hill. Forcing us to fire upon her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That was fun,” Toru whispered. “But dang I’m tired. I’m done with these weights.” She pulled the 50 pound weights off her wrists.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Same,” Tsuyu said as she took the one off her waist.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Holy cow. How long have you had those on?” Red Riot asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“All day,” Momo said as she did the same. “I don’t know why I let you talk me into them.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“They’re good extra exercise. Extracise if you will,” I said. Rolling up my sleeves I decided to air mine out as well. Even I was tired. I made them disappear into my status screen.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Dang, I want some,” Midoriya said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Momo can make them now,” I offered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I have to eat a lot,” she admitted. “They’re very dense.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Worth it to me,” Midoriya said. She soon had orders for a few. We got to the mess hall and were wolfing food down.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Eat as much as you want,” the blonde and ck haired cats said. “While you can.” Hinting that this was a rare treat. Momo was eating way more than all of us. She could absorb items into her skin, but it was slow and they were destroyed, so she preferred to eat when she could. Making some weights for people. None were over 50 pounds. But they were small and dense. Making them perfect for training.
<span style="font-weight:400">After the meal we went to the bath house. It was an open hot spring. The men and women separated by arge wood wall I was tempted to scale it. But when Ma made a move for it I gave him a firm warning that I would be upset if anyone saw Toru naked. He was annoyed since she was invisible but I didn’t care. The little perv took the threat seriously when I broke a rock with my bare hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">So I spent the first night rxing naked with a bunch of other naked dudes. Not the way I wanted to spend my time there. That was until I noticed a blonde head duck down under the wall.
<span style="font-weight:400">I ended my bath early. Dressing quickly I made my way to the outside of the bathhouse. There was a very heated cat girl waiting for me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Peeping on the boys?” I asked. She jumped. The blonde woman turned to me, caught in the act. Long tail rigid, her metal cat ears perked up, she was rather cute.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I um, can’t help it,” she mumbled. “I’m getting older. And I think my quirk is affecting me. Making me um, more conscious of my age.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, right. You did mention that. I mean, I’m not up for marrying or anything like that. But if you want to fool around…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ha! With a 16 year old?” She asked, but there was no humor in her voice. So close to a male I could tell she was affected. She might have been under some kind of cat-person heat. I guess she pretended to be a cat for so long that it had changed her a little.
<span style="font-weight:400">I stopped a few inches from her. The blonde looking up at me nervously. “You were the one peeking on boys,” I noted. My hand moved some hair out of her face. “Let me know if you would like to continue.” Moving past her I headed off to the boy’s bunkhouse. I was able to hear her sigh audibly. She really was affected by me. Toru might find that interesting. Either way I nned to rest and prepare for my training. I had to focus on my quirk. It might actually be good to get some guidance on where to go with it.