Chapter 11: The Beginning of Class A
For Izuna, the written exam that followed was extremely easy.
The theory test was graded by the candidates themselves, so in his eyes, it wasn't particularly important.
What truly mattered was the practical exam.
By the time everything was finished and Izuna returned home, it was already 5:30 in the evening.
The streets were much quieter now, and the streetlights had already been turned on.
To his surprise, Yaoyorozu Momo was standing outside his house waiting for him.
The moment she saw him arrive, she hurried over.
"How did it go?" she asked anxiously. "What were your results?"
"They won't be announced until next week," Izuna replied calmly. "But I don't think there'll be any problems."
"Whew… that's good."
Hearing this, Momo finally let out a relieved sigh.
"Then come to my house for dinner tonight to celebrate."
"Alright."
A week passed in the blink of an eye.
During that time, Izuna spent his days relaxing and having fun, so the week felt particularly short.
And today—
Was the day the practical exam results would be announced.
Early in the morning, the entrance to U.A. High School was already packed with people—students and parents alike.
Because the crowd in front was too dense, Izuna simply climbed to a slightly higher spot behind them and activated his Sharingan.
"Seventy-one points from destroying enemies… twenty points for special rescues… ranked first."
A faint smile appeared on Izuna's lips.
"Not bad."
"Bakugo Katsuki: seventy-seven points for enemy destruction, zero rescue points… ranked second."
"Izuku Midoriya: zero enemy points, sixty rescue points… ranked eighth."
That night, Izuna received his U.A. High School admission letter.
The class he was assigned to was—
Class 1-A.
Early the next morning, Izuna followed the map and found the classroom building for Class 1-A.
Although it was still early, many students had already arrived.
"Pink eyes!"
The moment Izuna stepped inside, Bakugo Katsuki rushed over with his sleeves rolled up, looking ready to fight.
"I'm going to kill you!"
"Please be kind to your classmates!"
Standing beside him, Tenya Iida, who had been arguing with Bakugo earlier, quickly grabbed his arm.
"And your language is far too violent! Are you really someone who wants to become a hero?"
"Of course I am!" Bakugo shouted as he shook off Iida's hand and glared at Izuna.
"But before that, I'm going to kill this annoying pink eyes!"
"Tch."
"Pink eyes, pink eyes, pink eyes… it's getting really annoying."
Izuna tossed his schoolbag onto the desk.
In the next instant, his eyes turned scarlet, startling everyone nearby.
"Remember my name."
"Izuna."
"Alright, Izuna. Now that you've introduced yourself, go back to your seat."
A familiar, lazy voice suddenly came from the classroom doorway.
Everyone turned toward the sound—
Only to see a yellow sleeping bag lying there.
Soon, the zipper slowly opened, revealing a messy head of long black hair and an exhausted-looking face.
"Scary…" Iida muttered as he instinctively stepped back a few steps.
Then the man completely unzipped the sleeping bag and stood up, his expression still full of fatigue.
"I'm your homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shouta."
"Please take care of me."
"Homeroom teacher?!""No way…""Isn't he a little… too unmotivated?"
The classroom instantly filled with whispers.
"Alright, stop wasting time."
Aizawa reached into the sleeping bag and pulled out a blue tracksuit.
"Put this on and come to the playground."
"…Huh?"
Because of Izuna's participation, the composition of students in U.A.'s Hero Course had changed slightly.
Originally, the principal had planned to place him in Class 1-B.
But after seeing his performance in the practical exam, the decision was changed, and he was assigned to Class 1-A instead.
The student who had originally been planned for that seat—
Was the purple-haired boy known for his rather perverted personality.
"I didn't expect you to end up in Class A. That's impressive."
Halfway to the training ground, Yaoyorozu Momo walked up beside Izuna.
From her perspective, with Izuna's Quirk being hypnosis, it would already have been good enough if he had entered the Hero Course.
But he had not only entered—
He had entered Class A, the best class.
"I told you there wouldn't be a problem," Izuna said with a small smile.
"Let's go."
Under Aizawa's guidance, the students arrived at the training field.
They stood in place, looking around curiously.
"Next," Aizawa said slowly while scanning the group,
"We're going to conduct a Quirk Assessment Test."
"What?!" several students shouted in surprise.
"What about the entrance ceremony?""What about the school orientation?"
"If you want to become heroes," Aizawa said without even turning around,
"you don't have time for leisurely activities like that."
"One of U.A.'s strengths is its freedom."
"And that applies to teachers as well."
He turned slightly and pulled out his phone, showing the test contents listed on the screen.
"You should've done these tests in middle school already."
"A physical fitness test using your Quirks."
The list appeared clearly on the screen:
• Softball Throw• Standing Long Jump• Grip Strength• 50-Meter Dash• Endurance Run• Repeated Side Steps• Sit-Ups• Seated Forward Bend