The Sports Festival Finally Arrived

A week passed in the blink of an eye, and everyone in Class A was working hard in their own way to train, all in order to shine at the Sports Festival.

The homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa, developed a personalized plan for each student to help them improve their overall skills efficiently. He was only responsible for bringing them to the training ground, but what they actually did was up to each student to choose.

During this period, a tense atmosphere filled the entire class. Even Minoru Mineta became serious in his daily training. Although he was still at the bottom of the class, his grades improved significantly.

Bakugo usually likes to sit in his seat with his head propped up during breaks, listening to the conversations between Izuku Midoriya and Uraraka Iida, occasionally making sarcastic remarks. But these past few days, he's been falling asleep on his desk as soon as class ends, seemingly exhausted every day.

According to an unnamed red-haired man, Bakugo would go to the school's training grounds alone every night after his daily training to practice his Quirk, and wouldn't go home until very late.

He heard about this from Bakugo's mother during a visit to Bakugo's house one day. Since then, the red-haired man has followed Bakugo around training like a leech, proudly declaring that the sweat he sheds is a badge of honor for men.

Then, the day of the Sports Festival arrived.

"The security check at the entrance is so complicated..." Reporter Satomi Ishihara sighed, looking at the long queue in front of her. "It feels like queuing at a comic convention..."

A week before the Sports Festival, anyone who applied for admission on the U.A. High School website was granted permission to enter for free on the day of the Sports Festival after their information was verified. The number of attendees was limited to 10,000. Satomi Ishihara and her partner had prepared well in advance and successfully obtained their tickets.

"Haha, there's nothing we can do about it. After U.A. High School. just suffered an attack from the enemy, so being strict is understandable." The guy carrying the camera chuckled. "Besides, even this year there are people who are against the U.A. High School Sports Festival."

In today's hero-centric society, many sports competitions have been gradually abolished. Even baseball, once hailed as a national sport, is now often one-sided and lacks any entertainment value due to the large physical disparities among players. After several years of persistence, Koshien was also discontinued by the committee.

Although the official U.A. High School Sports Festival can rival world-renowned sporting events, this is actually a huge exaggeration; it's a program that only people in Japan watch. However, the U.A. High School Sports Festival is still much more popular than Koshien, as can be seen from the numerous red banners fluttering in front of the U.A. High School. gates.

"Welcome to U.A. High School." After a "beep," a stiff voice came out, and a mechanical arm handed over a card.

"Thank you." Satomi Ishihara took her identification, picked up a referral form at the front, and followed the crowd in.

The cameraman following behind her walked through the gate, his eyes lighting up instantly. "This is my first time here, I didn't expect it to be so big!"

As soon as you enter the school gate, you are greeted by two rows of stalls along the road. These stalls were applied for by the students of the Management Course Department from the Student Council, and there is a competition among them. They are competing to see who can generate the highest sales revenue during the Sports Festival. After deducting costs, whoever has the highest sales revenue on that day will have the priority to study at a well-known agency.

Satomi Ishihara turned her head, a fervent smile spreading across her face. "Every year, the U.A. High School Sports Festival receives widespread attention. In previous years, the third-year students have always been the most anticipated. Their rich practical experience and all-or-nothing determination always elicit cheers from the audience!"

"Haha..." the cameraman chuckled dryly, "You really like these things..."

The female reporter smugly twirled the microphone in her hand. "Of course! Preparing in advance is a must for us reporters, isn't it? Gaining attention equals skyrocketing ratings! We're sure to get a big scoop this time!"

"So, are we going to the third-grade competition venue?"

Satomi Ishihara shook her head. "If it were the protagonists of previous years, it would be the third-year students without a doubt, but this year, we have those who fought against the enemy, the highly anticipated Class A of the first year!"

"Class A not only has All Might, but also Endeavor's son, and..." she suddenly giggled, "... Jilan will also be playing, I absolutely have to capture his heroic moments on the field!"

As she was speaking, she swung her arm and tried to walk towards the stadium, but she was quickly grabbed by the collar by a senior colleague who had arrived with a microphone. "Ishihara, where are you going? Aren't we supposed to be interviewing the audience?"

"Damn it, Jilan, you have to wait for me!!"

After gritting her teeth, Satomi Ishihara stiffly turned around and flashed her perfect smile at her senior, "Okay, I'll go right now."

"Camera, follow." Seeing Satomi Ishihara walk towards the audience, the senior immediately gave the instruction, picked up the microphone, and followed.

Leaving aside the activities of the three reporters for the moment, let's turn our attention to the Student Council secretary, who is currently on the high platform in the first-year stadium, giving instructions over a walkie-talkie.

"What, the road to the stadium is too congested? Tell those people in the Management Course to move their stalls two meters back towards the bushes. Yes, say it's my instruction."

"The water at the store entrance has run out? Why are you asking me? Hurry up and go to the warehouse to get more."

"The camera was broken by that brat? Ignore the rascal for now, write down his name, and have Ueno fix it. After the Sports Festival, I'm going to send a lawyer's letter to his family on behalf of the school."

"What? You're saying that one of them, a red-haired spiky guy with a white towel tied around his neck, didn't follow instructions and instead made the disciplinary committee member blush and unable to move?"

"Then shut down his stall and confiscate his cooking utensils. Give me a reason? Can't you even think of one yourself? Just say he used gutter oil and harmed the health of his customers. If that doesn't work, just say he put aphrodisiacs in his food."

"You say he knows me? Of course I know he knows me. Tell him I gave the order, and if he has any complaints, he can come to me."

Sitting at the front of the presentation table, Mic watched Erina Nakiri orders behind him, his eyes twitching as he whispered to Shota Aizawa, "The Student Council secretary's work ability is just too strong! We were completely overwhelmed the first time we did this. If only we had someone as capable as her to lead us back then..."

"Honestly, it's completely unbelievable that she's only a second-year student, and her decisiveness in handling the situation is actually a little frightening..."

"Teacher Mic, is there something you need?" Erina had just given instructions to her subordinates when she heard her teacher mention her name, and she asked with a smile.

"Sorry, I don't have any questions!"

When Mic turned around to answer Erina's question, he accidentally touched the button in front of him, and a "buzzing" noise echoed throughout the room. He quickly switched the button back.

"... Teacher Mic?"

Looking at Erina's "friendly" smile, Mic shuddered, as if he had seen an angel with devil wings.

"Secretary Nakiri, I'm so sorry!!"