MHA: Sage Mode

Following the recent event, the school was closed for a week. Everyone had gotten a firsthand experience of what the real world was like.

Here I was, taking my well-deserved rest in the nurse's office. My hands were wrapped in bandages, reaching all the way to my shoulders.

My new transformation, along with the movements I performed, had put a lot of strain on my body. It was like having sore muscles all over.

If there was one good thing about being in the infirmary, it was being fed by a beautiful girl.

"Say ahh," Toru said, bringing a spoonful of food towards my mouth. With this kind of treatment, I almost wished my hands would never recover.

Thank you, Shigaraki. Thank you, Nomu. I thought you two were villains, but after all that, you were my saviors all along.

Midoriya, meanwhile, was giving me the nastiest side-eye imaginable.

A loud noise suddenly echoed from outside the office. I had already sensed who it was the moment she stepped onto the premises.

The door slammed open, and there she was—my dear mother.

"How are you, my baby?" she asked, rushing to my side and pulling me into a tight hug.

"Mom, it's just a few scratches here and there. I'll be fine soon," I assured her.

"Do you know how worried I was? Seeing you like this, wrapped up in bandages, scares me the most. I know hero work is dangerous, but you aren't even a hero yet, and you're already like this. I can't imagine how reckless you'll be in the future!" She gave me a stern lecture about everything that had happened.

"Mom, I have the Sage body. Even if I get hurt, I heal quickly. Look—my vitality is brimming with energy even now." That seemed to calm her down a bit. But then she noticed someone sitting next to me with a plate full of food.

Oh boy. This is going to cause a big misunderstanding.

"And who might you be?" she asked, directing a curious glance at Toru.

"Oh, hello! I'm Toru Hagakure, a friend of Kuro," Toru replied in a shy voice.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? My little boy has grown up, huh? Even being fed now!" Mom said with a big grin.

I quickly stopped her before her imagination could run wild and make Toru feel awkward.

After giving me a sly smile, Mom left the infirmary to get the car ready to take me home.

Ah, man. I wanted to stay a little longer. What's done is done, I guess.

"Sorry about that. My mom can get a little too excited sometimes. I have to leave earlier than planned, but thank you for taking care of me," I said, slowly pushing myself up from the bed.

"It's okay. You should focus more on recovering. We can't have our class rep injured now, can we?" Toru said, fidgeting with her hair but keeping her eyes locked on mine.

We stared at each other for a good minute before I carefully moved closer to give her a small hug. She smells nice. No weird thoughts please. I landed a light kiss on her forehead.

"See you soon," I said as I reluctantly left the room.

You have a new message.

Opening my phone I saw a weird text,

"You little shit, you forgot I was there. Either way, congrats on bagging her, bro."

Oh damn, it was from Izuku. Staying with me must have expanded his vocabulary. Am I a bad influence?

Does this make me the founding father of brainrot? Technically, yes right. Imagine people remembering you as the rizz god or the founder of brainrot. Now that's what cementing your name in history should be like.

As I left the school, I my thoughts were still lingering on the battle. A lot could have gone wrong. If Tomura Shigaraki had been a little smarter, he could have taken out a lot of students. And if they'd brought multiple Nomus, it would have been an outright disaster.

But for now, let's enjoy this feast Mom prepared. She's practically trying to kill me with all this food, but I can't complain—it's absolutely delicious.

We were given a week off after the incident, but I didn't let myself slack. I spent the time getting familiar with my new mode. My speed had increased significantly—I could even classify myself as a speedster now. "The Yellow Flash" didn't sound too bad as a hero name.

Toru and I stayed in touch during the break. We texted each other every day, and I even invited her over to my house. As you might have guessed, it went pretty smoothly.

She made cookies, and they were amazing. Man, being sick has its perks. Being fed is one of the best feelings in the world.

It didn't take long for classes to resume.

When I returned to school, everyone swarmed me, relieved to see that I was doing fine. These guys weren't so bad to be around after all.

However, a crowd had gathered at the entrance to our classroom. Students from other classes were checking us out—the ones who had faced off against real villains. That's the label we'd earned.

Some of them challenged us. It all boiled down to proving who was the best. I didn't have anything against them, but I couldn't resist a challenge.

I stepped forward, facing the crowd. Concentrating sage energy, I made the atmosphere heavy, commanding attention.

"Nice to meet you all. I am the Yellow Flash, the future No. 1 Hero," I declared confidently.

Under normal circumstances, such a bold statement would invite criticism or mockery. But the pressure I exerted made them uneasy—fearful, even. It was like a predator watching its prey.

"Now, now, why don't we all relax and go home?" I added with a smile, releasing the tension.

The crowd fell silent. They quickly dispersed, clearing the entrance.

After that brief episode, I invited my group for a day out. We tried new street foods, romaing here and there. We even went in a mirror maze type of thing. Having money really is the best.

Unfortunately, we couldn't enjoy ourselves for long—the UA Sports Festival was drawing near. Everyone began training hard for it.

I trained with Toru, and I could tell her punches had gotten a lot stronger. We focused on stealth attacks, which are harder to predict.

Surprisingly, she excelled with a dagger. It made me think—if she were a villain, she'd be a nightmare for heroes. No one would ever see her coming, nor understand how they were taken down. It's a big relief that she's on our side.

I made sure not to overpower her during our training, leaving some openings for her to exploit. Moments like these remind me just how lucky I am to be here right now.

The UA Sports Festival—a grand event that draws the attention of countless spectators—was fast approaching.

This would be my first step into the spotlight as the future No. 1 Hero.