《Legendary (Discontinued for now)》Chapter 16: The Internship (III)
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A/n to everyone wondering, no I'm not dead. I've been working on an original story of mine. Sooooooo... yeah. Anyway, I'll try to update my stories as much as I can, starting from today. Might not be every day or every other day, but I'll try my best. Anyway along with the chapter (☞゚ヮ゚)☞
Next morning, Izuku woke up early... 5 AM to be precise. After brushing, he took his phone and went downstairs to check if Gran Torino was awake. Izuku tip-toed his way to Torino's door, used his predator sense and saw that his instructor was still asleep. So he quickly and quietly made his way outside, where he began his morning exercise routine. After 15 minutes, he thought about what Torino said to him yesterday... Not about the "Symbol of Evil" but about visualising his quirk.
"So... how should I imagine my quirk...?"
For at least half an hour Izuku was lost in his thoughts about how he should visualize his quirk. His thoughts went from an egg in a microwave to a star explosion (don't ask me how). Alas... ten minutes later, he finally found a way.
"Wooo Hooo!" He cheered "I've figured it out!" Izuku was so occupied with his celebration that he did notice Torino coming out and standing behind him.
"Shut up! boy!" Torino shouted, making Izuku jump and fall face first onto the sidewalk.
"Ahhh--!" Izuku wasn't able to complete his panic yelp as his face hit the ground.
"What's with all this early morning shouting, that too by yourself? People will think you're mentally disabled! You even woke me up from my precious sleep!" Torino scolded.
Izuku quickly picked himself up and brushed off the dirt on his clothes.
"Holy Shi--Scheiß" Izuku swore in German since, hoping Torino wouldn't understand and think of him as someone who swears uncontrollably (cough, cough).
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"Christ on a moped! You scared the life out of me!" Izuku exclaimed... loudly
"Stop screaming! And don't think that I don't know the meaning of Scheiß" Torino scolded again.
"S-Sorry" Izuku replied, a bit quietly this time. 'Of course, he knows the meaning of Scheiß! I think I am mentally disabled' He screamed in his mind.
"Now... what's with all the shouting and celebrating?"
"I figured out how I'll visualize my quirk!" He answered with enthusiasm.
"Really? How?" Torino asked with interest.
"From now onwards I'll think of my body divided into six different glasses. The six glasses will be separated by a certain distance and each will represent the six parts of my body; Left hand, right hand, etcetera. And I'll visualize my power reserve as a bottle filled with water. When I use my quirk, I'll imagine that I'm pouring water from the bottle into a particular glass. The glasses are small right now, so they cannot hold a lot of water. I'll also visualize the damage that I take from my own quirk as overfilling the glasses. And Transferring the water from one glass to another will take time due to the distance between them." Izuku explained with stars in his eyes, only to see Torino with a very, very confused face.
"Izuku... I asked you to visualize your quirk... I did not tell you to 'write an essay' " He said in a dead tone. Immediately shattering Izuku's self-esteem.
"Bu-Bu-Bu-" Izuku stuttered with comedic anime tears streaming down his eyes.
Seeing Izuku's condition, Torino released a long sigh. "Do you understand your quirk visualisation?" He asked.
Izuku nodded.
"As long as you don't confuse yourself, I don't have any problem," Torino added.
"Now, let us have some breakfast and we'll go for morning petrol and quirk exercise. I have something special planned for the evening." He said.
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"Special?" Izuku asked.
"Yup... But for now, let's have some Taiyaki breakfast" Torino answered as he went inside the house.
Izuku was about to follow him in when he felt his phone vibrate. He took it out saw that he received a message from Momo.
Momo- You up?
Izuku- Yup.
Momo- So, how're you doing?
Izuku- Fine! The instructor started my training yesterday as I reached his place early. Wbu?
Momo- I'm doing fine, Titan told us to start from today as we reached the headquarters very late...
Izuku- 'us'?
Momo- Yeah, Kendo from 1B is also with me.
Izuku - Oh... Ok
Momo- Although... I'm pretty nervous and excited you know.
Izuku- Nervous?
Momo- Yeah... First time doing outdoorsy things without having a bunch of maids around to correct me if I do something wrong. What if I disappoint Titan...
Izuku- You won't. I have full faith in you.
Momo- You do!?
Izuku- Yup! Always!
Momo- Thanks! Anyway did Iida contact you. Something was very... off about him yesterday.
Izuku was about to reply when he heard Torino call him.
Izuku- Shit! I gtg. My teacher's calling me. Bye.
Momo- Ok ttyl! bye!
Izuku quickly walked into the house, his mind drifting towards Iida.
'I really hope you don't do anything stupid Iida. Especially the stupid I'm thinking of'
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