Chapter 15. Who's the first?

Anxiously scrambling with his feet, the almost defenseless guy tried to find small depressions to catch his toes on the hard and dry ground. His palms slowly began to sweat and lose the form of resistance. One of the stones managed to fall on his head when Hito was helping to rest his elbows on the surface with his hands. Judging by the sound of a small object falling, the depth seemed to be with the depth of the deepest ocean and this object was not going to make the slightest sound of a collision down there. This forced him to strain the muscles in his arms harder and barely get up. What did the then participants see there when they fell? Grid?

He heard the loudest and most alarmed cries of Yoeka, as if he foreshadowed the approach of the end of the world and his intense foot slaps were heard, thinking how to help the victim.

"Oh my God, Ikawa-kun! Hold on!" Ari lowered himself and carefully crossed another ledge on thick ropes. He so needs another one and in these seconds he will have time to get to Ikawa.

Hito, looking out, the ant-head still looked scared and struggled to overcome the rope, adding more weight.. He wanted to advise him not to strain this feeling so much, because with fear, a person cannot concentrate on the task and is more lost, while suffering defeat. Something strong wrapped around his torso and pulled him up sharply. Ikawa held his breath in surprise. Above him, his classmate Kiiro turned out to be a spaistelnitsa and mentally thanked her.

"I noticed you in time!" shouted Tsuen and dragged the guy to the other end with the next path to the next stage. Even at the height, he noticed Kozumi approaching the ascent from an ordinary concrete staircase. Having already thanked him out loud once again, he ran on.

*"Kiiro Tsuen saved her classmate from imminent danger! What courage! and Hasutaba Kozumi continues to lead!"*

"You'll get the first place with two horseradish!" Kosen flew past Hito. The light pink-haired one did not turn her eyes, giving the irritated one an additional threat that he was ignored.

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In a big house not far from Shizuoka, Joshi exhaled with relief, leaning on the back of the sofa. If it wasn't for that blonde girl with forest green eyes, then Hito would have fallen and he would have been deprived of further participation. He gave her his respect.

"She managed to help him."

"I give her credit," Coach rubbed his beard, grinning. "Such a girl acted like a real hero."

Kinetsu nodded for a second, sending a statement in calm blue eyes.

The mysterious girl is the only one who quickly saved Joshi's older brother, rather than the ant-headed man who pours a corrosive white liquid from his mouth. Heroes should not hesitate and not panic, as if there is no way out. Of course, this is the first course, they have a lot to learn.

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Hasutaba's intense and steady running could not muffle the abusive shouts from Akayoru behind her. But there were dissatisfied exclamations from Hito directed at his friend. The girl was grinning to herself, how they were not tired of each other. She didn't like being treated negatively anyway. She also wants to get the first place, but if someone was ahead of her, she would not speak out to the address. He had enough patience to ignore and will last for a long time. Kozumi is an understanding individual that Kosen is so jealous.

"Oh? There's some kind of field," she was surprised and stopped at a line bordering a flat surface and a surface with rising dust. One exclamation mark made her realize that this field contains some dangerous and unknown things.

*"The last third test is a minefield!"* Present Mick adjusted his yellow glasses, still not tired of sitting. *"This field is walled up by underground mines! Be careful, just the slightest step - you have less chance to get to the finish line!"*

Kozumi adjusted her sleeve, frowning. *"This test is designed to strain the eyesight,"* she carefully stepped on the ground and walked smoothly. The round and dark lines barely differed from the usual ground. *"If I make a mistake, I will be thrown away."*

It's like a real military matter to get close to the enemy's base, stepping on a minefield that kills many lives of inattentive soldiers. Maybe, if you accidentally hit your foot on a mine, you will be lucky to stay in place and not move, because these bombs are very sensitive. Only here they are not at war, but at a Sports Festival. Therefore, bombs with an incomprehensible pink powder are used here after stepping on them.

"Be careful in this case," Ikawa stepped into the explosive zone, peering at Kosen with a warning, clearly examining the translucent lines. Akayoru to his left snorted and tried to grab him by the shoulder to throw him out of the competitive game.

"Don't be naive that you'll overtake me so easily," directed an almost red laser at him.

Hito bent forward and almost stepped on the underground device, mentally cursing himself that he could be on the verge of failure again. His flames flared up before the next waving hand that he stopped it with his own. The red-eyed man pulled his hand away and playfully smiled that he was fighting with a friend of Elementary School for the first time.

He has long longed to catch up with him someday, especially he wants to fight one-on-one at the last match, where two participants fight each other and the winners fight their new opponents. The black-haired man, having had an additional Quirk, understood his thoughts and also succumbed to a teasing smile.

Halfway along the road, Hito, Kosen and Kozumi were in front, and behind them the participants had almost reached them, when suddenly the ground trembled and, turning around, the participant from the Faculty of Management emerged from the field, leaving a mess of pink fog. Soon, an explosive sound was heard next to Hasutaba, or rather under her foot, and the fog enveloped the three.

"Damn you!" Kosen fired next to him into an ice barrel equal in height. Kozumi, apparently, activated a Quirk out of fright and it turned out to grow not only a thorn, but also to cover a quarter of the field with a hard, cold and shimmering shell in the sun.

"I'm sorry! Are you okay?" a girl with narrowed blue eyes looked around from a pink spot.

"Yes," Hito quickly replied, dodging the opponent's upper and lower swings again.

Grumbling, Kosen stopped without hope of tripping the guy, hearing one squeak under him and a pink mixture in a smaller amount flashed on his face.

"Damn you!" sent senseless accusations.

*"You're lucky that you didn't fly out of the limit of the field!"* a cheerful man said with laughter. *"Maybe you just got up from that leg!"*

"I hope you're all right, Akayoru-san?" Stepping over with a sympathetic, twitching in her voice, Inui asked, holding hands with Kango.

"I am never satisfied when such situations happen to me!" a little late, the other was able to overcome the last test and wiped the paint with force on the run, but she seemed to mock him and did not want to disappear.

"It looks like you never smile," Hihi also said grimly with a stretched body and dragged her friend to the finish line. The girl with the appearance of a dog thanked her with a merciful smile and both hurried after the others, not only for their own, but also for class B.

"You guys are doing great!" Present Mick spun around in his chair and turned on the microphone again, adjusting his glasses and headphones. "Aizawa, your students are something, but also some with a good sense of humor," he whispered to the tired teacher.

The teacher mumbled without stirring, but slightly lifted the corner of his lip. His class A did a good job, like the rest of the previous classes. He also paid tribute to Class B. Some of the students in the parallels helped each other, making his face approving. Here you not only need to take care of yourself, but also give mutual assistance, which is also assigned to the hero.

"Who do I see?" The modern DJ got up from his seat, almost touching the top of Shota's head with his elbow. He cooed noticeably. "The first two participants arrived at the finish line! But... ladies and gentlemen... The first place was taken by Ikawa Hito from Class A! And Akayoru Kosen joined him! Wow, Eraser Head, this year your students came first."

The other man rolled his eyes as the Almighty grinned at his former dismissive nature.

Hito and Kosen leaned their palms on their knees and each helped himself to recover his breath.

"Damn it..." Akayoru flashed a faint glow. "I'll definitely beat you up on this trial."

He shrugged and tried to suppress a smile. Kosen almost went around him due to the fact that he was trying to grab the body of the undersized and pull back. This kindergarten reminded the long-haired one of how they both played catch-up on the playground around the age of nine and quickly exhausted themselves. Because of this memory, Hito couldn't help but smile.

"The other contestants start taking turns crossing the finish line! The results will be provided later! In the meantime, rest up!"

"You're doing great, Ikawa!" Kozumi came close and then stepped back a little. "I'm even a little jealous of you!" Even after crossing the line of the third, she admitted a little envy that her classmate got the highest place for his speed in his legs.

"Thanks..." Hito mumbled a little embarrassed that the girl was almost standing close to him. He did not complain that she approached only because, with preserved optimism, she forgot from what suitable distance to be face to face. Other girls who approached him always praised his good looks and strong Quirk, because they were fascinated by him and wanted to attract his attention with various compliments and flirtations. In secret, Ikawa was unhappy, but did not want to disappoint them if he waved them off out loud, but simply nodded briefly and silently left with a barely restrained smile. Kozumi praised him for doing his best in front of her, and did not interfere in her personal space anymore. It was enough for him and her.

"Hey! I wasn't bad either!" Akayoru stamped his foot and scared Kuta.

"Dude, don't worry," the ash-haired man patted his paws. "Second place isn't bad either."

Kosen pulled away someone else's hand, moving away. He wasn't particularly upset, but just wasn't used to other touches besides his friend.

"Well... Pinky's here again!" she thundered merrily into the microphone and tapped her palms, urging students to pay attention to further speech. "Your results are ready!"

1.       Ikawa Hito A

2.       Akayoru Kosen A

3.       Hasutaba Kozumi A

4.       Murasaki Hayan A

5.       Chisen Don B

6.       Buzoku Toshi A

7.       Chikado Nematsu B

8.       Muju Kuta A

9.       Oto Komori A

10.   Tenshi Toshu B

11.   Kairin Kosso B

12.   Kaoba Himeku B

13.   Tenzu Yushita A

14.   Asui Samidare A

15.   Ari Yoeki A

16.   Kusari Chiashi B

17.   Kango Hihi A

18.   Tori Shimugi B

19.   Tokuro Ehichi B

20.   Hachimitsu Naiki A

21.   Haisawa Hokabe A

22.   Kiiro Tsuen A

23.   Tsuki Karasura B

24.   Kaiso Okore B

25.   Hanko Kudare B

26.   Egao Hiro B

27.   Hayama Tokimi B

28.   Saiwayu Tana A

29.   Kimi Yakimono B

30.   Hoho Butsuri F

31.   Neho Shizume B

32.   Inui Jiju A

33.   Maiji Jimbakyu F

34.   Watakage Shintsu B

35.   Jimi Betsu A

36.   Osogake Fukara B

37.   Akahi Satachi A

38.   Suzuka Koishi B

39.   Kosayoshi Roitoko B

40.   Kikoto Akira B

41.   Kudamono Yanfu A

42.   Shimano Mahoro A

"The first 42 places go further! Don't be upset if someone didn't pass! The Sports Festival is always in full swing for you!" the rosy-skinned heroine straightened her hand with a finger up. "And now, let's move on to the second test!"

Yoeki strained his mustache.

"This is a battle of human cavalry! For me, he is the most beloved! How do you look at it, viewers?"

Watching ordinary people excitedly clapped their hands and shouted praises with agreements. Some of them behaved like that, but they occupied a large hall. For them, the cavalry battle was their favorite match.

"I know their rules," Oto whispered next between Hokabe and Yanfu. "Teams are divided into two or four people and the opponent must take away the bandage on the leader's head."

"How are these numbers determined?" the blond man muttered uncertainly, smoothing his hair. The trio shuddered at the continuation of the Kick:

"Very simple, future heroes!" yellow piercing eyes moved towards them because they didn't dare to turn down the sound. "5 points will be on the head of the participant in 42nd place, 10 if 41st place and so on ..."

*"I see..."* Haisawa trampled on the beret. "For every 5 points, participants get a certain number, like 15 points for a person with 40 places."

"Except... the first place is forced to enroll 10 million points!"