My Avatar is the Heroine

My Avatar is the Heroine Author: Sea Blue Jelly

Su Lin, male.

Ability: Avatar.

A skill that allows one to transform into various female characters or utilize female characters as avatars.

Current avatars are as follows:

1. Long black-haired girl, features: student uniform, plaid miniskirt, black over-the-knee socks, excels at studying, combat power unknown.

2. Blonde girl, features: a bizarre person who shouts "I want to eliminate Saber" all day long, wields a light sword, possesses immense strength, owns a Super Special Move she calls the "Nameless Victory Sword," and the aura she releases before even unleashing it is enough to make the strongest heroes feel fear. Currently, no one has been able to force her to fully release her Super Special Move.

World: "xxxx"--"Black Bullet"--"Demon Slayer"--"A Certain Scientific Railgun"--???

Chapter 1: Having a Crush is a Risky Business

A cool breeze swept across the green branches, carrying a faint scent of plants. The tall, thin young man stood cautiously outside the Class B classroom, his eyes darting toward the interior from time to time.

"Hey, Ono, what are you looking at?"

A girl's voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

Ono jumped, whipped his head around, and after confirming the identity of the newcomer, he let out a small sigh of relief. "Phew, you scared me to death."

Standing before him was none other than his childhood friend—Momoko.

"Is it that scary? You've been acting like a thief lately, zoning out every few days and sneaking over here at the drop of a hat. It's really annoying." Momoko puffed out her cheeks in anger, her tone filled with resentment.

"Sorry, sorry." Ono scratched his head awkwardly, but his gaze still drifted toward the room every now and then.

He seemed to be focused on someone sitting toward the back.

Following his gaze, his childhood friend peered over and saw a particular student sitting there.

Her figure was slightly petite, draped entirely in a black robe, her head bowed and hidden by a black hood. Only her flowing long black hair and the snow-white arms exposed outside her sleeves allowed one to roughly tell she was a girl.

Unlike the other students, she appeared very lonely, just sitting quietly in her seat, somewhat out of place with the atmosphere of the classroom.

However, upon seeing this person, Momoko's expression immediately turned to one of surprise. "Wait, Ono, you aren't looking at her, are you?"

"Shh—" The boy immediately made a gesture for silence. "Can you keep it down? Someone will hear you."

"Hmph, I knew it."

Although the Class B classroom was on the top floor and few people from other classes came by, that didn't mean Ono's actions went unnoticed. At the very least, the teachers who passed by occasionally, as well as the students of Class B, had long since discovered his abnormality.

"I heard that girl is very pretty. Even if she is a bit antisocial, it's... understandable that you'd like her." Momoko bit her lip, looking a bit jealous.

She was indeed very pretty; at the very least, half the boys in her own class had some interest in her after seeing her, so it was no wonder Ono would be concerned about her.

"Sorry." Ono felt a bit embarrassed.

"What are you apologizing for? I can't stop you from choosing who you like." Momoko rolled her eyes. "But if you like that person, you'd better be mentally prepared."

"What do you mean... is there something special about that girl?" Ono widened his eyes.

"It's not that she's special, it's just that there are some strange rumors about her. And aren't you curious why no boys like her?"

"Why?"

"Actually, I'm not too sure myself..."

Just then, the teacher who had been holding the Class B students late finally left the classroom, and the students rose from their seats one after another.

"Oh no, they're coming out."

The boy and girl standing in the blind spot outside the classroom immediately left the area and fled to a spot near the restrooms.

Then, to Ono's surprise, the nameless girl he had been watching walked out of the classroom.

She smoothed out her long black hair and walked directly toward the spot where the two were standing. Then, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, she turned and entered the restroom.

However...

"The men's restroom?"

Ono froze.

"No one saw, right?"

The petite, delicate body under the hood leaned against the wall and let out a sigh of relief after entering the restroom.

There was no need to worry about the walls being dirty; the school's hygiene standards were excellent, and the outer part of the restroom was a washroom, so leaning against the wall wouldn't soil the clothes.

After taking a few deep breaths, the girl's body suddenly began to expand, her bones cracking and popping. Within a few seconds, she transformed into the appearance of a boy.

His features were delicate, and his height was about six or seven centimeters taller than before.

"This is why I hate this Quirk."

He whispered while clutching his head, his right leg slightly bent. He didn't leave immediately, but instead waited quietly.

About half a minute later, a male teacher walked in.

"Oh, waiting here already?" The man chuckled and walked up to him. "Let me see your Quirk."

"Tch." The youth, who had already shifted into his male form, hesitated for a second before saying, "I just deactivated my Quirk."

"Your ability seems to be more than just transformation; you can also split off a separate body?" the teacher asked.

"Yeah." The youth nodded.

"Then, show me. Your written exam scores were excellent, but I at least need to understand if your Quirk is also worthy of entering U.A."

The youth remained silent for a few seconds, sighed, and said, "Fine."

He took a deep breath, and his physique began to shift once more.

Hair slowly extended from beneath his hood, and his arms became snow-white and slender at a visible rate. The curves of his figure became prominent, and soon, he took on the appearance of a young girl.

What was even more startling was that the clothing beneath his coat had also transformed into a plaid miniskirt and over-the-knee socks.

"Why are you looking down? Let me get a good look at you." Facing the somewhat reluctant student, the teacher's tone turned firm.

The other party hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised his head, revealing a delicate, exquisite face.

Her crystalline eyes looked at the teacher with a hint of resentment.

After a few seconds of eye contact, a blush spread across her face. A flicker of conflict crossed her otherwise serious expression, and she turned her head away in embarrassment.

"That's it. Please don't get any strange ideas."

The teacher's facial muscles twitched.

He had truly turned into a girl, and one who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen at that. It was hard to imagine that such a unique Quirk existed in this world.

The key was that, according to the student's description, this Quirk didn't just allow him to use a substitute; he could detach it to exist as an independent clone.

Because he had to maintain the substitute state to utilize his academic genius and extend the duration of his Quirk, the boy rarely appeared in his original form. Only a very small number of people in the entire school knew he was male.

The young teacher coughed and asked with a strange expression, "So, are you... biologically female right now?"

"What are you trying to do?" The girl looked up, guarded.

"Ahem, sorry. I just want to clarify your details so I can fill out your Quirk registration accurately... It will help you get into U.A. You know, your grades are excellent; it would be a real shame if you couldn't enroll because of your Quirk."

The girl was silent for several seconds before finally snorting and turning her head away. "Your current position is very easy to misunderstand."

"..."

The teacher froze. Looking at the other party's posture, he suddenly realized something and stepped back in embarrassment.

In the men's restroom, cornering a poor girl against the wall—if anyone else saw this highly suggestive scene, his career as a teacher would likely be over.

"Phew, now that I understand your Quirk, I can help you register it. Remember to work hard for the finals, and... don't go into the men's room looking like that. It won't look good if you're seen."

He patted the "girl" on the shoulder as he said this and walked out the door.

Su Lin's Daily Life

That evening, at home.

Four bare walls and utter poverty—that was Su Lin's current situation.

At this moment, he was in his original form, cooking in front of some crude equipment.

Because of his poverty, his living conditions were not great. However, by working part-time, he could barely support himself.

Barely, at that.

He currently looked like a slightly handsome young man. His body, hidden beneath a black robe, constantly manipulated the kitchen utensils, attempting to stir-fry an authentic Chinese meal.

A few meters away, another girl with long black hair was kneeling on the soft bed, knitting clothes with clumsy hands.

Looking at the girl's appearance alone, she was a rare beauty. Her skin was translucent and delicate, her eyes were like flawless black gems, and her unique plaid miniskirt and black over-the-knee socks were perfectly coordinated.

After working for a while, the girl suddenly tossed the clothes aside and flopped lazily onto the bed.

"This is so hard. Why do I have to act like a housewife and make clothes?" Her voice was full of complaints.

With her exquisite, curvaceous figure and pure, delicate temperament, anyone who saw this girl would surely be incredibly jealous. They might complain, "Why does such a poor guy get to have such a beautiful girlfriend? Why don't I?"

But they would be overthinking it; the two were not boyfriend and girlfriend.

They were the same person!

Or rather, that girl was Su Lin's clone. He used this body during the day to face his teacher as a female.

The Clone Quirk allowed him to split off an anime heroine or transform directly into that character.

It was a peculiar ability.

Especially at this moment, multitasking—letting his original body cook while his clone made clothes—felt as if his brain had been duplicated. Even doing different things simultaneously, there was no sense of dissonance.

It was truly efficient.

A few minutes later, Su Lin's dish was finished.

The girl lying on the bed stood up and walked over to help.

As the food was served, both heads looked up at the same time, their eyes meeting. Immediately, the girl blushed and looked away for no reason.

"I'm dying, I'm dying."

Even though he knew it was himself, he still felt embarrassed.

To be honest, as a transmigrator who had watched "My Hero Academia," Su Lin was quite familiar with everything in this world.

This was a world where Quirks existed.

Eighty percent of humanity possessed powers known as "Quirks." They could manipulate electricity, control fire, and perform all sorts of incredible feats.

Some people with malicious intent used these Quirks to commit evil, posing a great threat to the lives of ordinary people. To prevent social order from being disrupted, many people stepped forward "selflessly," bravely fighting against these villains.

These people became what were known as heroes.

Nowadays, being a hero was more like a profession, appearing on every street corner to safeguard people's happiness.

Su Lin's Clone Quirk had awakened in such a world.

His current clone was Yukino Yukinoshita.

And if he could complete the 300-hour violent training mission, he would be able to unlock Mysterious Heroine X.

Although Yukino didn't have much combat strength, she had allowed Su Lin to become the student with the highest deviation score in the entire grade, crushing all his classmates in written exam results.

And the latter was exactly what Su Lin was looking forward to.

"300 hours."

After finishing his meal and lying on the bed, he gazed at the 182-hour completion progress and couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

This mission was so incredibly painful that after completing over 180 hours, he actually considered giving up.

Knock, knock, knock!