Chapter 16. Distribution

*"10 million"* - it was very loudly reflected in the head of the person with the first place. For such a number, anyone could earn money in laterae, if this person turned out to be lucky. Hito would have shuddered too, having received such a sum. Even if he has a lot of money on his card and spends on ordinary cheap things, he is also in turmoil when Misua throws him a large sum. She does not regret such a loss and fully trusts the pure heart of her own son, knowing that he will spend money on more important things if he buys this important less often.

Now the guy felt all the enchanted looks on him, that he wanted to lower his head deeply and hide his eyes under his hair. They were coming out with a tearing, thirsty flame now to pounce like a koala on a eucalyptus tree and appropriate these glasses to themselves. Ikawa realized that this test would be a heavier burden than rice bags, because everyone around him would hunt him.

"Be careful..." Hihi sighed sympathetically, lifting her bangs with air from her nose.

"Don't worry, Ikawa Hito, you will have the best comrades who will help you not to take away these 10 million!" Pinky winked enthusiastically. It didn't comfort him anyway. He doesn't care which participant to interact with, but they will only avoid him for the sake of a revolution over him. "And so... according to the time limit, you will have 15 minutes. The price on the rider's armband is determined by the sum of the team members' points. Of course, the rider will wear a blindfold. You have to score as many points as possible before the time runs out. If you have lost the armband, then you continue the game!" The heroine adjusted the cord on stage.

"So... will there be 10 or 12 teams on the field..?" Hachimitsu turned to Asui. The frog-like one nodded.

"It may be a problem to cope with such a crowd. It's easy to get confused here" Without doubting the opinion, Samidare accurately calculated that for large teams a large area would be needed so that everyone could fit in. There is a problem that the opponent will grab the bandage without hesitation and quickly with the help of a Quirk. Here you need to think carefully about how to protect the thin fabric for longer.

"And you're allowed to use Quirks!" Mina continued. "But if you take a lot of life-threatening damage, you will get a red card and you will sit until the end of the game! That's it! You have 15 minutes to determine the composition!" having completely finished her speech, the cheerful girl descended from the stage.

Around the winner, who took the first place, the participants quickly scattered like a fallen grain to take a place with a suitable team as soon as possible. Hito assumed that they would reject him, and Kozumi also left him as soon as possible, wishing him good luck before he wanted to invite her to his team. He, having accepted the refusal, walked between the groups a little with a downcast head, catching behind the women's conversations from class C, as always about his beautiful appearance, and one of them sympathetically spoke about the main hunt for him. The guy corrected his face to be moderately serious, as always, that he needed to find a team of four participants as soon as possible, where he would be the leader, if, of course, he could find such people who didn't care for 10 million. His gaze moved with interest to Kosen with the impatient people around him, seven of them, who wanted to join.

"Akayoru, can I come to you?" Yushita asked, spreading his needles in excitement.

"I can be useful," Jiju said confidently, wagging her tail.

Akayoru remained unwavering. He wasn't going to invite his classmates over for pity's sake, but Jiju would have walked up to him and silently pointed her finger at her. The girl yipped merrily and waved her tail harder, as together her ears abruptly became erect.

"I choose for my own inspection!" he shouted at the demanding persons. They abruptly fell silent. "Here you are, a sprinkler of yellow dust, come with me," he flashed menacingly at the blond, "and you, who look like a tornado."

"You could just call us by name," Naiki pouted and crossed his arms, looking like a child.

"Thanks for the compliment," Hayan said cheerfully from behind

"If you talk, I'll change my mind abruptly!" he addressed everyone, even Jiju, who was not involved in the unnecessary conversation, but she obediently nodded with glee without resentment.

Ikawa sarcastically rolled his eyes and walked away with a U-turn. "The teams are almost defined. I need to hurry." There were seven minutes left before the end. Around, people in their teams were talking to each other about creating a plan, as Hito thought, to capture a large sum. He was easily pulled by the shoulder, and he was surprised to see Haisawa. Does he want to join him? A tall guy with makeup and a beret smiled affably and pulled back his hand.

"Do you want to join me?" The orange-eyed man raised his right black eyebrow

Hokabe nodded approvingly and joined his two palms close together, as if begging to agree with the decision, and also made his eyes puppy-like. Hito giggled and didn't mind assigning a silent comedian to his collection.

"Hey! Take me too!" Tsuen ran up quickly, waving her hand to attract attention.

"Hito, I'll join you too," Samidare came up from the side, putting his hand on the shoulder of a guy taller than him. "I don't care that you have the most points. I want to help you keep those glasses, Ribbit."

"And not just you," the blonde girl nodded with a glimmer of truth in her eyes. "I want to help you too. Do you think so too, Haisawa?"

Hokabe nodded mercifully. Ikawa happily nodded to them that they were accepted, and mentally thanked them with reverence. The three of them, in fact, were not oriented purposefully to pick up big points. Now the Hito team is safely formed.

"Five minutes left, guys!" Mina warned, looking from side to side. "And you all managed to form teams. Spend these minutes on drawing up the schedule and I will ask the commanders to pick up their bandages with the corresponding figure later!"

Tsuen patted her spring eyes expectantly. "Ikawa, you're going to be the commander, right? Who and where will be located?"

Haisawa and Samidare also stared at him with interest, hopefully believing future instructions. Hito determined that Haisawa would be in front for protection, but he would have to lean forward so as not to block the view, Kiiro spread out on the right zone, and Samidare on the left. Everyone didn't mind, but after Asui made a broken silence.

The other reluctantly agreed that he would have to carry out such dangerous measures, because God forbid the fire with his permission would hurt others. But Hito will use a smaller jet of Fiery Breath and there will be no chance to injure anyone.

"I'll ask for your attention! Commanders, take away the bandages!" Pinkie held up the white ribbons with red numbers. Ikawa was the first to take his armband, which had Velcro so that it was easy for the opponent to remove. It says "10000360". He squeezed it tighter, promising himself that he would keep a closer eye on what was happening around him and would not allow theft. The second in turn grabbed the bandage with the "425", looking disdainfully at the first person leaving and took a position.

"We can handle it, Tsuki," a chubby gray-skinned guy in an intimidating eight-limbed uniform smiled doubtfully. Tsuki tsked, straddling both shoulders of his comrades between them.

"3..!" the countdown rang.

Hito managed to get to the top, straining his shoulders. *"They have one goal..."*

"2..!"

Kozumi calmly and intently sighed. *"Take it away..."*

"1...!"

Kosen frowned. *"... you have glasses!"*

"START!" The siren boomed loudly and the teams at the same time rushed at each other to get as many numbers as possible. Hito, Hokabe, Samidare and Tsuen seriously focused their eyes. They agreed not to collect points from someone, but to hold out for 15 minutes in the game to save 10 million, protecting themselves from the Quirks encountered. Teams with points "305", moving from behind, and with "510" - in front, headed for the four.

"You're at a dead end, Ikawa!" Satachi, the leader with "305" shouted solemnly.

Tsuen looked around nervously. "Two teams from different sides! We definitely don't have a chance!"

"No, stop them with your ropes," Hito said persuasively, looking at the team with the "510" of the Class B guys, whose leader turned out to be a guy with wide palms, dyed black hair and eyes the color of green olives.

The blonde nervously sent a hand with ropes to the Satachi team and suspended them for a while, but the girl with pigtails as soon as she touched them, the thick hair crumbled in the form of sand. The other one still anxiously swallowed the stuck air, forgetting about the ability of a classmate.

"Looks like you want to get ten lams too," grinned the guy from Class B. At the bottom, a girl with yellow-lime hair had her hands ready in front of her for enemies. Samidare shook, not knowing what to expect from her. Hito wanted to see what she would do, too.

"Not just you," Tsuki said coolly from behind, directing a black streak on the ground towards the opponents. The team from his class was completely immobilized. Those with fear could not turn their whole body, continuing to stare at the team with "10000360". That girl was still standing with her arms outstretched. The bandage on the black-haired man's head was taken away when they approached.

"I'm just warming up before we fight," Tsuki took one last look at Hito and wandered off to the other teams.

*"The Chikado Nematsu’s team has lost its 510 points!"*

The Nematsu’s team turned around with chagrin and left.

"This guy stopped them with his shadow," Samidare said. "His Quirk is to grasp the shadows of animate objects with his shadow and manipulate them," Ikawa did an introspection. "We would definitely be at a disadvantage. Kiiro-san, are you okay?"

"Yes," the girl nodded, returning the ropes under her skin, grinned triumphantly. "Akahi is not doing very well."

"What do you mean..?" Satachi blinked in surprise and found a lightness on her forehead. After touching it, she answered anxiously: "Oh no! Our armband!" she began to turn her head sharply.

"What do you mean, no?" dissatisfied, Kango repeated the last word.

"That means that you need to not only see straight, but also in other directions," Tenzu cheerfully twisted the thing in his hand. Tana, Betsu and Komori were with him. To their present number of "435" with the addition of the points they received, they got 740 points.

"Now Tenzu Yushita's team has taken 305 points from Akahi Satachi's team!" Present Mick commented cheerfully.

"Kiiro restrained them as best she could, but not suspecting that this would be a distraction for the Tenzu team," the All Might corrected the hanging strand.

"Clever of you to say!"

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"These guys are amazing," a girl in an aquamarine diving suit, long pink knee-high boots, pink gloves and a dark blue belt rhythmically tapped her fingers on the table. Her mood expressed good-natured light-heartedness and sociability.

"No wonder," shrugged a guy with black and green plates on his chest, black baggy pants, handcuffs and boots. He sat down next to her, leaning on his elbows and resting his head on his crossed arms. "The same thing as always," he closed his eyes dramatically.

"But you're interested," she poked him in the side, teasing him with a revealing smile of sharp teeth. He snorted, trying to maintain a feigned indifference.

"Although I like it, but I will say there is a flaw in it that they show the same thing."

She agreed, but remained in a good opinion about the unchanged order in the Sports Festival. She likes to watch the new students in this event and some of the boys and girls are interested, like this guy with the armband with the biggest number. "But new students with different powers are something else. Every year they show new first-year students. This does not stop me from admiring such a transfer."

"Like me, too," a taller and more muscular Lemillion sat down opposite. The heroine with the name Turtle Neck triumphantly chuckled, puffing out her chest and putting her hands on her sides. The one named Grand chuckled lazily. "Every year new participants don't stop appearing as if with their own Quirks." Lemillion did not deny the new appearances of teenagers with superpowers. He was more inspired by learning about them.

"I am also inspired by them. But I didn't say that I completely dislike watching this," poked his finger at the screen. "Who wouldn't like this girl with 10 million.”

"First of all, it's a guy," the girl didn't slap him hard on the top of the head. "Secondly, what do you mean?"

"Okay, it's a guy," he laughed, changing his position to a straighter one, crossing his fingers on the table. "Didn't I tell you that I like people with great potential? I would like to compete with them."

"Just try it!"

"Forgotten!" Togata closed his fingers, calling for silence. "No one will compete. Now you have time to compile a report for last month," he looked at the wall clock.

"Eh! Okay..." she suppressed the urge to get up and go after the great hero. Grand also reluctantly headed for the exit, not forgetting to turn off the TV.

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Hito redirected the troika to another place as soon as possible. Standing still, as it turned out, is not a good idea. This way they will attract more foreign eyes.

"When did you get closer?" on the other end, Ari asked in shock.

"Thanks to Kiiro and her distraction."

Satachi sighed in annoyance, arching her spine, asking the team's forgiveness for naivety. Yoeki quickly calmed her down and the four of them left. Seven and a half minutes later, the main team stopped with fewer people.

*"Standing still is not very good,"* Hokabe thought, scratching the bridge of his nose. *"Then another team from Class B got close to us, thinking that we would be saved just by standing still. Now they are also thinking about it,"* I looked at their confused faces.

"Somehow standing still is no longer strategy," Tsuen looked back once again. "We're luring people even more this way."

"You're right," Hito agreed with a frown in his throat. "Then we'll be moving from side to side in 30 seconds," he already said uncertainly, catching a similar excitement from a black-haired friend.

"And if so, how will it be the same?" croaked Samidare, correcting his position from fatigue. Kiiro is also not iron and tried to make herself comfortable.

"We will continue to fight back."

With dead silence, the trio exchanged glances. The commander himself worried about each changing position. If you stand just like that, they attack in a bunch, and if you move a little, they attack. Everyone has eagle vision and they will not leave Hito alone until these millions are in the other hand. It's like a single game running away from a lot of starving wolves fighting for survival. They have six minutes left to survive and they will remain in the first place, *"we must be patient,"* thought the long-haired guy.