My Hero Academia: Thunder God

Urgent footsteps echoed down the building's hallway, followed by the rapid sound of buttons being pressed on an electronic keypad. A moment later, a soft, cheerful voice greeted Kaminari as he entered the apartment.

"Pikachu!" the welcome chime sounded.

But Kaminari had no time to pay attention to it. He dashed straight into the house, shouting, "Dad! Mom!"

"My son's home!"

However, as Kaminari took in the scene in the living room, he froze. The atmosphere wasn't anything like he had expected.

There was no panic, no anxiety. Instead, the room was calm, almost serene. His parents and Midnight were seated on the sofa, chatting and sipping black tea as though nothing had happened.

"Son, you're finally back!" his mother exclaimed, standing to greet him with a warm smile. She took his arm, her expression brimming with joy. "I've been so worried about you this past week. Let me take a good look at you!"

"Uh… you're… you're all okay?" Kaminari asked hesitantly, looking around the room. His gaze lingered on his father and Midnight, but both smiled at him reassuringly.

"Of course, we're fine," his father said, his tone calm and steady as he took another sip of black tea. "Teacher Midnight has already explained the situation to us. Don't worry, we're not so fragile that we'd be helpless in the face of a little trouble."

Kaminari's father set his cup down and leaned forward slightly. "The important thing now is solving the problem, not dwelling on it. That's why we've been discussing solutions with Teacher Midnight."

"What kind of solutions?" Kaminari asked as his mother gently guided him to sit on the sofa with her.

"In addition to police protection," his father explained, "I've reached an agreement with Midnight's Hero Office. They'll take full responsibility for the security of this apartment. We've already informed the property management."

He gestured to a document on the table before continuing, "I'm also planning to hire a professional hero as a personal bodyguard. I'm in the process of reviewing candidates now."

Kaminari stared at his father in surprise as he listened. Midnight had clearly informed them of the situation, including Kaminari's strength, but his father had correctly identified the real issue: the safety of the family.

By ensuring his and his wife's security, Kaminari's father knew he could give his son the peace of mind needed to focus on his own priorities.

For Kaminari, seeing his father take charge like this filled him with relief.

"Dad, you're handling this perfectly," Kaminari admitted, his tone softening. Then, glancing at Midnight, he added, "But this can't be cheap, right?"

His father smiled faintly. "No matter the cost, these things need to be done," he replied firmly. "Money comes and goes, but family comes first."

Kaminari's father leaned back slightly and added, "Besides, I'm also in talks with Mitsui to order an advanced intelligent security system for the entire community."

"I suggested moving to a different place," Kaminari's mother interjected with a shake of her head. "But your father refused, insisted on spending more money instead."

"And why should we move?" Kaminari's father countered, his tone sharp and unyielding. "Why should we give up our home just because some 'rats' want to cause trouble? Let them come. I'm not going to run away from a problem like this."

Kaminari's father's voice softened slightly as he continued, "This house isn't just a building. It's the home I worked hard to buy so I could marry your mother. I'll never forget the look on her face, how she smiled and cried when she first saw it. This is our home, and we're not leaving."

His words struck Kaminari deeply, filling him with a sense of pride and admiration. In this moment, he saw his father as a strong, resolute figure—the true head of their family.

"Mom," Kaminari said, clenching his fists, "I agree with Dad. We're not moving!"

Inside, however, anger simmered in his chest. His thoughts turned dark as he vowed silently, Anyone who dares to come here will regret it. And whoever put that bounty on me, I'll find you—and I won't hold back.

"Kaminari," Midnight said suddenly, her calm voice breaking through his thoughts. She had noticed the cold look in his eyes. "You can't take action yourself. Don't forget—you don't have a Hero License yet."

"A Hero License?" Kaminari let out a small, bitter laugh. "This is about my family's safety. Don't expect me to sit still because of some license. If I have to act, I won't hesitate."

"Kaminari!" Midnight's tone turned stern, her brows furrowing. "Stay calm. We heroes will protect your family. Your job is to focus on your studies and get your Hero License as soon as possible."

"I am calm," Kaminari replied evenly, his face devoid of emotion. "And I'll work hard to earn my license. But if something happens in the meantime, I'll do what I have to."

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As his thoughts settled, Kaminari began to reflect on the absurdity of the situation.

He hadn't provoked anyone, nor had he gone out of his way to seek conflict. All he had done was receive a combat suit, and now he was the target of a $50 million bounty.

Isn't this backward? Kaminari thought irritably. Aren't villains supposed to show up after the hero does something to piss them off? What is this nonsense?!

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"Wait a second…" Kaminari suddenly realized something.

The only people who knew the details of his combat uniform were Tetsutetsu and the team at Mitsui's research base.

It wasn't that he suspected Mitsui Buntais or Dr. Tenma of betrayal. But a spy? That was possible.

"The mole has to be someone directly involved in the production of the combat uniform," Kaminari muttered to himself.

He made a mental note to inform Dr. Tenma about his suspicions. They would need to root out the spy and track down whoever was truly behind this bounty.

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What Kaminari didn't know was that Mitsui had already begun taking action.

As soon as Mitsui Buntais received word of the bounty, he initiated an internal investigation at the research base. Additionally, Mitsui activated covert intelligence networks to track down the source of the order.

The Yaoyorozu family, too, had joined the effort. The situation not only involved the rare SIS memory alloy but also concerned Kaminari personally—a Class 1-A student and an important friend to Momo.

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