My Avatar is the Heroine

Suddenly, there came a knock at Su Lin's front door.

Realizing someone had arrived, he immediately made his avatar disappear and merge back into his main body, then opened the door wearing Yukino's appearance.

A girl's outfit floated outside the door.

There was no one there—only the clothes hovering in midair, as though the place were haunted.

"Phew, it's Torhu."

Su Lin was not surprised to see the visitor. Instead, he smiled first.

Torhu Hagakure possessed the Transparency Quirk. A natural invisible person, no one knew what she truly looked like. She was Su Lin's only close friend at school, and the only student who knew he was male.

"Su Lin, I brought you a box of something tasty." The lively girl before him handed over a small box of chocolate cake.

"Cake?" Su Lin looked surprised.

"You need to keep up your nutrition." Torhu raised the box in her hand. "It's nothing expensive, so just take it, Su Lin."

"You really do take such good care of me."

Though he felt a little embarrassed, Su Lin also thought it would be rude to refuse after she had come all this way to deliver it.

"Come in and sit for a while."

"Thanks." Torhu happily walked inside.

When she saw the food on the table, she sighed in a complicated tone. "Su Lin, your lifestyle really is as unchanged as ever."

"It's alright, I guess," Su Lin replied casually.

"Are you planning to apply to U.A.?" The girl sat on the table, swinging her legs as she asked.

The movement of her clothes made it easy to glimpse her impressive figure.

Su Lin could not help recalling something amusing that had happened before. Back when he had been bored, he had searched Baidu for information on Torhu Hagakure's appearance—though it had obviously been impossible to find—and had stumbled across a post on some forum.

Original poster: Please, does anyone have any Torhu Hagakure doujins? I've searched so hard for Torhu Hagakure doujins! I want to see her doujins! Please, her doujins!!!

Reply: ...

Response: Thank you, kind stranger. You're a good person.

Half a day later, original poster: What the heck, 2GB Calabash Brothers.

Thinking of that, Su Lin could not help laughing.

"What is it, Su Lin? You look really happy." Torhu cheerfully swung her legs while taking out a bottle of drink from the box and tossing it over.

Su Lin caught it, pulled the tab, took a sip, and answered, "I just thought of something funny."

"As long as you're happy." Torhu giggled.

After a brief silence, she suddenly lowered her voice and asked mysteriously, "By the way, Su Lin."

"Hmm?" Su Lin looked up in confusion.

"How about... becoming a girl from now on?"

"Pfft—"

Su Lin sprayed out the drink in his mouth.

P.S.: 1. Updates will be in the evening or late at night from now on. The first few chapters will be slower, but afterward there will be two updates every day.

2. From now on, the avatar will be referred to as she, and the main body as he.

This Isn't Training

Su Lin decisively chose to change the subject.

Fortunately, Torhu had no intention of pressing the matter. After chatting for a while, the lively girl waved goodbye.

The cramped house immediately fell into deathly silence.

"Time to get ready for training."

Su Lin's avatar was rather special. Even if she died, it would not affect his main body. Moreover, while transformed, she possessed an exaggerated regenerative ability.

Because of that regeneration, whenever her body was injured, the avatar could return to normal in a very short time, while her physical abilities would also improve dramatically.

Therefore, the system's brutal training missions used repeated high-intensity, destructive exercises to increase combat power.

This was currently Su Lin's only way to improve his combat strength. As for the results, Yukino Yukinoshita's single-arm strength had reached an astonishing eighty kilograms.

Su Lin had originally intended to improve his main body's strength, only to discover that most of the training gains had somehow been absorbed by his avatar. He himself had barely improved at all.

That damned result left him utterly miserable.

"Forget it. I quit. I'm not playing anymore. To hell with Mysterious Heroine X—I don't want it!"

Four in the morning the next day, at the garbage dump in Seaside Park.

"Ha—"

With a sharp cry from the girl, a snow-white, delicate hand suddenly shot out and slammed fiercely into the battered refrigerator before her.

Bang—

That punch used all her strength. It looked weak, but the force behind it was astonishing. The burst of power instantly dented the refrigerator, accompanied by a harsh metallic shudder.

"Hisss~~~ It hurts, it hurts."

The intense pain made the girl hurriedly clutch her hand and crouch down. Her skin had split open, and there was even a distinct sound of bone cracking.

Body injured. Self-healing initiated. Pain slightly reduced.

A cold, emotionless voice sounded by her ear, followed by strange streams of warmth flowing through her wounds.

"Con... continue."

Without much hesitation, the girl hardened her resolve and threw a second punch with all her might.

"Haah~~"

Bang—

This time, it was her left hand.

Blood dripped from it, but she clenched her teeth and refused to give up. Quickly switching to her right hand, she hammered out a third punch.

Bang—

Before long, her arms were covered in wounds from the repeated impacts. Yet the girl continued through gritted teeth until the refrigerator before her split open completely beneath one of her punches.

Boom!

Only after pulling back her bloodied fist did she seem to come back to herself. Covering her hand, she staggered back two steps. Her constantly trembling arm showed just how much pain she was enduring.

"It's just a minor injury."

If anyone saw her like this, they would probably mistake her for a masochist. But Su Lin persisted not because she enjoyed hurting herself, but because she wanted to grow stronger.

After 300 hours of brutal training, besides obtaining X-Hair, the clone's strength would continuously increase.

Though the improvement was limited and nowhere near enough to let him face someone with a Quirk, it could still greatly increase his sense of security.

"Something harder. Keep kicking."

Running up to a tall machine, Su Lin took off her shoes, clenched her teeth, and delivered a vicious kick.

"Ha—"

Bang!

The machine shook violently from the impact.

Before the pain could reach her, the next kick followed immediately.

Bang!

Several hundred meters away, on another side of the garbage mountain.

"Run, run! Adjust your breathing, don't stop. Young Midoriya, think about why you came to this place." A tall, gaunt blond man stood atop an old cabinet, continuously waving his arms at the figure below.

Not far away, a skinny boy with algae-green hair was carrying a cabinet as he ran desperately in one direction, gasping for breath.

Sweat drenched his head, his muscles trembled nonstop, and his steps were unsteady... Though he was clearly about to collapse, the boy still gritted his teeth and pushed onward.

"Young Midoriya, don't stop!"

Almost no one knew that the man cheering him on was none other than the famed Symbol of Peace—All Might, the universally acknowledged strongest hero.

Yet no one would have expected that this superhero, so tall, muscular, and powerful in public, would appear here in such an aged, withered, emaciated form.

His Quirk, ONE.FOR.ALL, could be passed down from generation to generation and grow stronger through continually surpassing its limits.

And the boy before him was the successor he had chosen.

"This won't do, Young Midoriya. Move your legs! If you give up now, you'll never be able to inherit the Quirk and enter U.A."

"Ah!" Hearing those words, Izuku Midoriya accelerated again after beginning to slow down, every muscle in his body tightening.

"Hm?"

At that moment, All Might suddenly heard an unusual sound in the distance. Taking advantage of Izuku Midoriya's inattention, he quickly slipped behind a pile of trash, poked his head out, and secretly looked into the distance.

More than two hundred meters away, a figure completely draped in a black robe was attacking a tall, hard object with fists and kicks. Her slender arms and legs were already drenched in blood, but her movements had yet to stop.

"This is..."

All Might froze in place.

Wasn't this kind of extreme training practically suicidal?

Narrowing his eyes, All Might caught sight of a fair, delicate profile beneath the other person's oversized hood. From the long black hair hanging down by the side of the hood and the slightly raised **, he could almost confirm that the figure repeatedly carrying out that terrifying training was a young girl.

A petite girl was training in a nearly insane manner. Compared with Midoriya's training, what that girl was doing looked more like self-harm than an effort to improve her physical fitness.

"This won't do. Training like that won't have any effect at all. I have to stop her."

As a hero, All Might's first instinct was to rush out, but in the next moment, his steps came to a halt.

Because he realized that the instant the girl stopped moving, the wounds on her body began healing at a visible rate.

"Is that... a Quirk?"

A healing-type Quirk, though the effect did not seem very good.

"All Might, All Might, so you were here." Izuku Midoriya ran over from afar.

The aged No. 1's brow relaxed. He took two steps to the side and pointed into the distance. "Young Midoriya, look over there."

"That's..." Izuku Midoriya walked a few steps forward and happened to see the girl viciously slam her knee into the television.

"All Might, what is she doing? There's so much blood. No, no, that's too dangerous—we have to stop her."

The moment he saw this, Izuku Midoriya felt that he had to stop the girl from harming herself.

But almost at the same time, All Might grabbed hold of him.

"Wait... look carefully."

"What?"

Izuku Midoriya stopped and watched closely, only to see the girl throwing punch after punch, nearly smashing the television apart.

"She isn't hurting herself. She's training, Young Midoriya."

"Training?"

Izuku Midoriya watched carefully, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

"Indeed, there are people in this world who work even harder than you can imagine." All Might's tone turned solemn. "I observed her. Her Quirk is an extremely inefficient healing ability. With that Quirk alone, she could help others treat a few injuries, but becoming a hero would be almost impossible. Yet she relies on that very ability to train, constantly strengthening herself."

Izuku Midoriya swallowed. "Does that even work?"

"Of course it works, but she is still only an ordinary person. Compared to a true hero, no amount of training could possibly close that gap. Even so... she still hasn't given up. She truly is working hard."

Months of Effort