Talk

"Jilan, come here, I need to talk to you."

Jilan Jiyu rushed from the Management Course to the classroom, and before they could even catch their breath, they were immediately called out by Aizawa.

He followed Aizawa to the door of a meeting room when a hunched-over man came out of the next room, coughing as he walked.

"Aizawa- kun and--!" The man, with blond hair, possibly an All Might admirer, styled it into two upright tufts. Seeing Jilan and Aizawa's gaze turn to him, he coughed loudly, covered his face with his large hands, and turned away, asking loudly, "Excuse me, where's the infirmary?!"

"Ah, go out from here, turn left..." Shota Aizawa paused for a moment, then pointed in a direction with his finger.

Thank you!

He sprinted past the two of them at top speed, creating a gust of wind that Shota Aizawa, who was inexplicably stunned.

"Honestly... could you not even try to cover it up..." Shota Aizawa scratched his greasy hair in annoyance, while turning the doorknob with the other. "Come in, Jilan." He paused, then continued, "The person you just saw was a school staff member. He's a bit forgetful, don't mind him."

"Is that so...?" Although Jilan accepted this explanation, she was still somewhat bothered, feeling a sense of déjà vu...

"Thanks."

Jilan Jiyu accepted the water that Shota Aizawa poured for her in a disposable cup with both hands. She watched him sit down on the sofa opposite her, place the cup on the coffee table, and asked, "Teacher, did you call me here to talk about the Sports Festival?"

"Ah, that's true." Aizawa picked up his water glass and said, head bowed, "You guys are usually quite busy with training, so I'm a little unsure how to bring it up..."

"Jilan, I know this is a little hard to accept, but could you go to the Student Council after school for a Sports Festival preparation meeting?"

"Aren't we participants in the Sports Festival?" Jilan Jiyu, somewhat surprised. "As far as I know, in previous years, the Student Council, along with the General Studies Course, the Management Course, and the Support Course, jointly organized the preparations for the Sports Festival, and all members of our Hero Course participated as participants."

"Yes, that's how it's always been. To avoid leaking any information, we don't let the students from the Hero Course be part of the preparations. After all, this is a stage specially prepared for you..." Shota Aizawa took a sip of water and continued, "But this time is different. My homeroom teacher from Class B and I just received a message from the Student Council saying that the class representative from the Hero Course is to attend the Sports Festival preparation meeting."

Shota Aizawa also somewhat helpless. Although he was very dissatisfied with the Student Council's arbitrary actions, he was, after all, just a teacher, and it was really not appropriate for him to interfere in matters of Student Council management.

"... I only have one question." Jilan Jiyu thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Who initiated this meeting?"

"As far as I know, he's the Student Council secretary."

Meanwhile, the Student Council.

An eyeball floated silently in the air, acting as a projector. Blue light emanated from its black pupil, illuminating the white wall of the Student Council, where the person depicted was Jilan Jiyu.

From his back view at the entrance of Class B the Hero Course, to their face-to-face confrontation under the vending machine, to his swaying chase, the video finally stopped at the entrance of the Social Practice Research Club with Jilan Jiyu standing there.

"Is this the answer you've given us?" A young girl's voice echoed in the dark room, the curtains drawn, her tone filled with barely concealed disappointment. "We were discovered so easily?"

The girl was quite surprised that the duo, who had been so effective before, had been defeated so quickly this time, handing over the short-lived spying videos from the past two days.

"What can we do? Komachi did her best," Ueno said nonchalantly. "It's not surprising that guy has such sharp observation skills; after all, he entered the university with the highest score."

"First?" This word touched a nerve with the girl, and she suddenly laughed as if she had heard something funny. "Ueno, do you remember Yuta Togashi, who is now in Class 2- Class A of the Hero Course? He entered the school with the highest score in practical combat, but what happened?"

"Yeah, so you found evidence that he was a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) student in junior high? He's your drudge now." Ueno sat down in the student council president's chair without any hesitation, kicked off the ground, and started spinning. "That guy is trying to become a reliable senior, and if others find out he used to be a chuunibyou, his image will be ruined."

Tsukimi Machi recalled how, just a few days ago, she had accidentally seen Togashi blushing and confessing his feelings to Erina on an empty rooftop in front of a wall. She muttered to herself, "Actually Togashi- kun is probably enjoying it..."

"Hmph... that's it!" Erina put down her teacup, stood up from the sofa, and said with a confident smile, "She's only number one; she'll eventually become my slave."

"Huh? I think he's completely different from Togashi, you know?" Ueno up, trying to roll her eyes at her. "That guy doesn't even blush when he looks at girls, he wouldn't even blink if he were to lift a girl up and interrogate her for information. If I had to say something, he's a pervert..."

"Komachi was picked up after being discovered? That guy has no chivalry at all?" Erina a little surprised. Girls as cute as Tsukimi Machi usually receive caring looks from everyone, even herself.

She then asked, "Is there a video recording? We can accuse her of abusing a minor."

"Hey! Komachi's a grown-up, saying things like that is discriminatory!" Ueno jumped off her chair, ran to Komachi, and glared angrily at her. "Komachi, did you hear that? This guy doesn't consider you a friend at all; he just wants to exploit you!"

"I believe in Xiaohui..." Tsukimi Machi said softly, her face flushed.

"Oh?" Erina squinted and said, "Komachi has always been my best friend. As for you, don't think that just because you're wearing a 2.5-meter wig you're really that tall. You're just a 1.3-meter shorty!"

"What, you want to fight!" Ueno's canine teeth flashed as he threatened, "Neither of us has a fighting Quirk, but if we were to fight, you'd be no match for me!"

"Shorty!" Erina felt a sudden chill run down her spine as she thought of those sharp teeth, and her confidence instantly vanished, but she still pretended to be strong. "If you bite me with those dog teeth again, I'll dock all of your club's funding!"

Ueno yelled in frustration, "Ugh! You ungrateful woman! We clearly agreed that if the two of us helped, you'd give us a large sum of research funding!"

Erina, now in a favorable position, instantly became smug. "Your club, with only two people, should have been disbanded. If it weren't for my help, how could you possibly have gotten funding comparable to sports clubs!"

"Damn it...!" Ueno gritted her teeth, glared at her, then turned and grabbed Tsukimi Machi's hand, heading towards the door. "Let's not get involved in this girl's business anymore; let her suffer the consequences!"

*Smack! Ueno slammed the door shut.

"Was I too much...?" Erina sighed, and after a moment of disappointment, she looked up at the video playing on repeat, finally stopping it on the scene where Jilan Jiyu and her eyes were locked in direct eye contact.

"Jilan Jiyu Yu... you will definitely become my defeated opponent!" the girl declared confidently, "I swear in the name of my Totsuki Group!"