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Assistant: Title: Not Quite A Villain (But Far From A Hero)
        Author: 7Flyingpancakes7 7Flyingpancakes7 
        Chapter: 4/24 
        Summary: Killua is a very weird student. A very weird student indeed.
        Contents: Chapter 4: Yaoyorozu Momo III
    

    


      
        
          The hype was real in the last chapter, so many interesting questions, so many nice observations, I am feeling so excited! *unholy screeches of happiness and nerves* USJ arc is just around the corner and I have a lot of mixed emotions about it! For now, though, please enjoy this more mundane chapter. I didn't have much to work with this early in the storyline but I tried to make it nice after all the HYPE, not sure it worked very well tho... I may edit it later.
            
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  Momo snapped her attention to the tall building beside her, feeling her heart beat faster. The school was being invaded! A villain could be just around the corner and there would be no walls to protect her.

  She wasn't ready for this. 
  
    She wasn't-
  

  "That sounded like an alarm," Gon frowned but didn't sound all that alarmed.

  "Yup," Killua replied, unimpressed. He just looked annoyed, disliking the loud ringing sound interrupting their conversation.

  Momo looked at the boys, her panic replaced by confusion of their underreaction. They are so casual, so utterly unfazed.

  
    It made no sense.
  

  "There has been a breach in the school," she said, letting some of her nerves drip into her tone. "Aren't you two worried?"

  "Not really," Killua said. He fished for another candy in his pocket but was meet with a bunch of empty wrappers. He pouted, silently mourning his lack of sweets before looking back at Momo. "If our opponent is someone willing to attack a school full of professional heroes with a plan as half-baked as breaking the front door, they're either a powerhouse or a prideful idiot." He sighed, exasperated. "I am betting my money on the latter."

  Momo frowned at the assumption. "What makes you say that?"

  "Well...I can't smell any blood or gunpowder in the air," Gon said unbothered, tilting his nose up in a way that reminded Momo of a little pup. "Their presence doesn't feel all that strong or hostile either. Certainly with no intention to kill."

  "Which means no powerhouses or violent groups," Killua concluded, not batting an eye at Gon’s superhuman nose.

  "What if it's all a distraction?" Momo tried.

  "If that was the plan, it would be too obvious. Breaking down the door is a cheap shock value, it would only make the pros alarmed, which decreases any chances of people sneaking in the main building defenses without being noticed," Killua pointed out, crossing his legs. "At the moment, the information you hold is my primary concern, Yaoyozoru."

  Momo opened her mouth but closed it a moment later, unsure. Her panic over the alarm diminished considerably after their weirdly logical reasoning and overwhelming confidence. With the boys’ sharp words in mind and no distractions ahead, their previous subject came back like a train wreck.

  Unfortunately, she still didn’t have an answer.

  Their age wasn’t a problem. Just like Killua said, they passed the entrance exam, they're still the best of the best, more than qualified to be here. They were good people.

  Yet they 
  
    lied
  
   to get here.

  They 
  
    lied to the authorities
  
   knowing full well it wasn't a good course of actions. They willingly went against the
  
     law
  
  . They shouldn't be here, but at the same time, they should.

  Momo bit her lips, the aftertaste of chocolate cake more bitter than she remembers.

  "Yaoyozoru-san," Gon said, looking a little nervous from her silent struggle. His trust in Momo wavered, realizing her morals were stronger than he expected. "Are you going to tell someone?"

  His bright energy turned into an frown from her silence, making her feel terrible. What would happen if she indirectly expelled him? Would he have to hunt again for his father? Start from zero?

  Could she do this...? Does following the rules 
  
    justify
  
   destroying someone dreams?

  She gripped her skirt tighter. She couldn’t do that. They deserved to be here.

  She
  
     wanted
  
   them here, 
  
    with her
  
  .

  "I should..." Momo confessed quietly, knowing she was being selfish.

  "But you won't," Killua said slowly, not entirely certain.

  "But I won't..." She agreed.When Killua furrowed his brows, Momo made sure to add, "I promise," because she was a 
  
    horrible
  
   class representative.

  Killua searched her face, visibly relieved by whatever he found. He turned back to Gon, eyes sparkling with delight, as the huge weight had been taken off their shoulders.

  "Thank you, Yaoyorozu-san!" Gon said, smiling brightly. Even Killua loosened up, giving her a grateful nod. Momo stared at the two kids, not certain if she wanted to smile as well or shut down. In the end, she managed a weak, "You're welcome Gon-san."

  They seemed so relaxed now, so happy. Surely she made the right choice.

  What kind of hero would she be if she tore their bright smiles apart?

  
    A responsible one.
  

  Momo inwardly winced, feeling her stomach sink at the thought. She wouldn’t go back on her words, she liked the option she picked, but she didn’t feel good about it.

  To prioritize something as fleeting as a smile more than her moral code. It was 
  
    pathetic
  
  . Her parents would be disappointed.

  "Yaoyozoru-san? Are you feeling okay...?" Gon asked, his confused tone making her look up.

  "I'm fine. Just a bit tired."

  Gon and Killua noticed her conflict with a frown, understanding that her decision to stay silence was eating her up, but unsure how to make her feel better. Gon offered a piece of his apple as a comfort- yet Momo denied, saying she really was okay.

  Killua's eyes shifted from Momo to Gon with an unconvinced frown and finally landed on the forgotten books on the grass. He stared at the books for a few seconds with a calculating look. "Hey, Yaoyozoru," Killua said casually, picking one of the thinner books. "You know Japanese, don't you? Kanji’s and whatnot."

  "Of course," Momo said slowly, caught off guard at the random question.

  "Thought so," Killua said, flipping his book. "I know it’s a bother but would you mind teaching us a bit?"

  "Oh. Great idea Killua!" Gon’s eyes brightened, immediately understanding Killua's strategy to cheer Momo up. He faced the surprised girl and smiled. "Having a friend as a teacher would make things easier!" Gon exclaimed, acting as if the language he was fluently speaking was some kind of challenge.

  "Teach you?" Momo blinked, being sucked in by Gon's overwhelming excitement but still very confused.

  "We're having a few difficulties on the subject," Gon admitted, looking a little embarassed after the words left his mouth. "A few tips would be appreciated"

  Momo was puzzled. "I don't mind helping... But I can't see you guys having difficulty with this." She blushed a bit, revising her words and coming to the conclusion they could be taken the wrong way. "Not to say you're stupid! I just didn’t think it was possible for something so easy to puzzle you two."

  "Under normal circumstances, I am sure Gon and I wouldn't have a problem," Killua said, looking a bit frustrated. "Thing is, we've never seen this writing system before, so we gotta learn it from scratch. I already scheduled a few extra classes with the Loud Blond Sensei but it's not helping much."

  "Um, never seen it before?" Momo whispered in disbelief, feeling her eyes widen at the sheer absurdity of what she's hearing.

  How did they even get in? Wasn’t the written part of the entrance exam worth half their points?

  "Never," Gon confirmed, frowning to himself. "Your words are easy to understand but the writing in our country is far different than yours."

  "Our country...?" Momo lit up, understanding their situation better. "Did you two move here recently?"

  "In a way, yes. Everything is just, so different here..." Killua said, clearly displeased. "The whole city is weird, some basic rules are not what we're used to and the information we could gather can only get us so far without reading."

  "I get confused easily," Gon admitted, crossing his arms in frustration. "It makes me feel more stupid than normal. We won't ask you to privately tutor us or anything, but a little help is appreciated."

  Momo frowned, feeling for the boys. It must be hard for them. She couldn’t imagine suddenly being placed in a new environment, where no words made any sense. "I see. If that's the case I don't see any problem with helping."

  She could do this.

  
    That's one class representative duty she didn’t plan on neglecting.
  

  "Zoldy-"

  "Just call me Killua," He interrupted. The clouds of suspicion and skepticism she was starting to get used to were nowhere in sight. "Zoldyck-san sounds wrong coming from a friend."

  Momo blinked in surprise. She wasn’t sure if he was gifting her this privilege and calling her a friend as a sign of trust, or simply because he got tired of being addressed in such a respectful manner from his senpai.

  "Very well Killua-kun..." Momo paused, testing the new name. It sounded odd when she said it, nothing like the natural way it slipped from Gon’s lips. The pale boy smiled regardless, amused by her awkwardness from just first names.

  Momo looked at her lap, thinking to herself before straightening her back, firmly declaring, "I suppose there's no harm in calling me Momo."

  "Alright, Momo-san!" Gon said, his smile widening.

  "Got it, Momo," Killua smirked.

  Momo flustered at the enthusiastic response. It sounded weird to be addressed like this in such a formal grounds. However, it wasn't exactly bad, and she was sure she would get used to it with time.

  Embarrassed by the boys, Momo decided to get straight to the point. She picked up the book from Gon's hand and coughed, making sure her voice would come out firmly and respectful, like a true teacher. "Alright, let's see this," She flipped the pages, making a superficial study of their level and focusing on how to make it easy for them to understand. She passed over Gon's unintelligible little scribbles, probably his original language, and scanned his wrong answers, easily spotting his weak points. "I think I got it..." She placed a hand over the pages, looking back at Gon with an excited look. "We will start with simple substantives. I'll pass the basic theory and some vocabulary, for now. If you two have any questions feel free to ask! I am never sure if I am going too fast when teaching!"

  Killua shyed away from her growing enthusiasm, almost intimidated by how bouncy her aura was becoming. Gon just patted his friend’s shoulder in silent understanding. His eyes were determined but also terrified of the grammar rules he was soon to face.

  "Let's start with page two then!"

  "Osu!" They yelled.

  Since Momo was using Gon's book, the two boys shared Killua's material, quickly getting invested on Momo’s lecture.

  She cracked a smile at them. With a book on her lap and two friends by her side, she felt lighter. Content.

  .

  Lunchtime ended soon after their improvised class began. Both boys sighed in relief.

  Killua seemed to be processing the new information, connecting what he knew with what he learned and making mental observations of the new rules.

  Gon was smiling to himself, his ears a little redder than normal, a side effect from all the times his brain had overheated, creating a thin path of vapor from out of his ears. It had confused Momo at first but she noticed the steam stopped when she answered his questions.

  Yaoyozoru clapped her hands with an overwhelming amount of pride, her black eyes sparkling just from the memory of their progress. Sure, the boys weren't even close to their classmates’ level yet, but their incessant questions and dedication made her overflow with joy. They were taking the lessons very seriously, learning new words and new formulas lightning fast. Truly prodigies.

  The trio gathered all their books and headed back to the building, noticing on their way that the school gate was indeed destroyed. They frowned, stopping their discussion about Japanese being an overly complicated language, and commenting about the gate destruction. The talk was light and dynamic, but eventually, Gon had to separate from the two. He pouted at the corner that would take him to class 1-B, giving Momo and Killua a sad look that quickly turned into a small smile.

  "See you at lunch tomorrow Momo-san!" He yelled.
It sounded like a promise.
  Momo waved back, smiling at the boy. "See you tomorrow Gon-san!"

  "Until later Killua!"

  "Later Gon," Killua said, eyes softening when Gon turned his back on them, running to class with a few books in his hands, and some apples he had picked from the tree.

  Momo and Killua arrived a bit late. The exact instant they sat down Aizawa walked in, urging the class representatives to get to the front. Momo tensed a bit at Aizawa’s presence. She felt as if the teacher could see all of her secrets.

  She sat straighter. She will not betray her friends.

  Not now. 
  
    Not ever.
  

  Momo clenched her fists, taking a deep breath and going to the front. The whole while she avoided looking at her teacher, afraid he would detect something off in her eyes.

  Being the class representative, Momo took care of most of the talk, saying everything with a clear voice that Midoriya would never be able to produce in front of a crowd. She talked about their assignments and classes with certainty, making sure everyone knew their class schedule and offering help if needed. When she was done, the class was silent, a few looked troubled at the English assignments she mentioned, clearly having forgotten about it, but most students only nodded. Killua gave her a smile and a thumbs up though, so she didn't feel too awkward.

  Before sitting down she asked a polite, "Anything you would like to add, Midoriya-san?", though deep down she wasn't sure the boy could say anything without passing out.

  "No! I-um, I mean 
  
    yes!
  
  " Midoriya squeaked, shifting uncomfortably when everyone’s attention turned to him. "I don't think I was, er, made for this p-position...I appreciate those that voted for me but I, um, can't see it working." Midoriya looked down in embarrassment, avoiding everyone’s gaze. "If possible, I would like to, um, kind of, pass the position of deputy representative to Iida-kun." He smiled awkwardly, looking at his friend with clear admiration. "He was amazing today!"

  Kirishima and Kaminari nodded, approving Midoriya’s decision and making Iida shine with pride and joy. The new deputy representative nodded at everyone, already taking his responsibility seriously. People applauded him and cheered the 'Emergency Exit' new position. Momo and Killua blinked at their classmates, not understanding the weird nickname or the loud applause but agreeing that Iida would be better for the position than Midoriya.

  "Ok, now that that's out of the way," Aizawa said, taking the spotlight again. "Today you'll do something a little different. A special class of sorts." "What exactly will we do?" Sero asked.

  Aizawa shoved a card to the front, the word 'Rescue' written down in bright blue letters, catching the class attention "Disasters, Shipwrecks and everything in between. It's rescue training." Momo’s eyes lit up. She was looking forward to this class!

  "Rescue..." Kaminari said, slightly displeased. "Looks like it will be a lot of work."

  "Right?" Mina exclaimed happily.

  "That's the duty of a hero! " Kirishima added.

  "The duty of a hero..." Killua parroted quietly, almost getting lost amidst the more excited comments being thrown around. Momo tuned out the louder students, detecting something off in her friend's voice. When she looked at him, he was staring at his hand with an unreadable look in his eyes.

  Momo frowned at the reaction. "Do you not like rescuing people Killua-kun?"

  "I don't know," Killua admitted. "I've never considered saving others."

  "I see," Momo said slowly. Saddened by the fact she still couldn't read her friend all that well "Do you want to save others?"

  Killua stayed silent, processing her question with a range of emotions that seemed almost out of character. Slowly, almost hesitantly, his lips tilted up, forming a small smile. "I'm not against the idea."

  Momo softened, giving a smile in return. Whatever feelings of guilt she still harbored after hiding vital information from the teachers was drowned by something sweeter.

  
    This boy is going to be a hero
  
   and she wouldn’t let anything get in the way.

  "I am not done yet," Aizawa huffed, lazily lingering his eyes on Killua before focusing his unnerving stare of sleep deprivation back to the whole class. "You can decide if you want to wear your costume or not this time. Because there are costumes that limit your abilities."

  The training will take place out of campus so we're taking a bus." Aizawa walked away. "That's all. Start getting ready."

  Killua quickly grabbed the suitcase with his hero uniform. Picking the same blue turtleneck, white shirt and shorts combo as before.

  Momo smiled, taking her own hero uniform.

  
    She had a good feeling about this!
  
 
  
  

    
      
        
        
          Fun fact about the next chapter: I'll finally be changing the POV! HELL YESH FOR DIVERSITY!'
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