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Chapter 30 - School Skippers Going Back to School

Chapter 30 - School Skippers Going Back to School

CHAPPY 30 - SCHOOL SKIPPERS GOING BACK TO SCHOOL

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"Wha?!!" Mirko subconsciously spun her body and launched a kick to the source of the voice.

But what happened next surprised her to the core. Mirko's leg slammed to his head with a loud smack that she heard crisply even though she had consciously weakened her movement.

Mirko instantly let go of her bag and carried him to the nearest hospital afraid that something might've happened to his head.

Not even a step later, Mirko noticed the boy on her arms pinching her cheeks with a bemused look.

"You don't need to worry or anything." Kenjiki leaped out of her arms and rubbed the part that was just hit with quite the leg force. "I obtained a strong body not long ago."

Aside from that, Mirko also noticed a thick stench coming from his body. What confused her was that it smelled like it was new. Looking at them and their soaked clothes caused her to think something she shouldn't.

Meanwhile, Kyoka was looking at her dazed expression with confusion. Because Mirko quite literally fell into a deep thought after kicking someone in the head.

"I won't ask you about your little secret there. But standing absentmindedly in the middle of the way isn't good." Kyoka tapped her shoulder.

"Anyway." Mirko immediately changed her mind for her own good. "Is there anything you want from me?"

"Not really, I just saw someone whom I recognized." Kyoka smiled gleefully.

"Right… Anyway, where's your bodyguard?" Mirko suddenly asked, remembering about the cosplayer-esque bodyguard.

Kenjiki on the side was watching the two of them having a conversation, though most of his focus was put on observing every part of Mirko's body. From her long fluffy bunny ears down to her stone-firm thigh.

When he heard her mentioning Shenhe out of nowhere, Kenjiki grinned.

"Do you want to meet her by any chance?" Kenjiki put on a devilish smile.

"Sure?" Mirko didn't think much of his words as she had a lot of free time.

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"Shenhe." Kenjiki only just spoke, when a figure of a woman appeared in front of him. "Someone wants to meet you, 'introduce' that to her."

Shenhe with her usual calm face and silence looked at Mirko with a slight confusion, although she remembered having to meet her. She didn't remember when or how.

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Even so, having been told by Kenjiki to introduce something to Mirko. Shenhe nodded, as she gestured for her to follow her into the cave where she had been the whole time.

At the same time, Mirko's mind was going chaotic with how strange her experience was today. First, her little secret was known by someone, then entered a weird door that appeared out of thin air, and now she was getting dragged into a cave.

"You're not going to fuck her too are you?" Kyoka glanced at her boyfriend with suspicion. The pattern had become clearer to her; Kenjiki would bring back a woman every time he went out.

"Hey, what can I do when there's someone like that in front of me." Kenjiki shrugged as if saying that what he did was common sense.

"Haah. Then I probably would expect every female hero to be here in the future." Kyoka sighed, but she weirdly didn't find this boyfriend sharing weird. Not even a shred of jealousy existed in her mind knowing that he had sex with multiple other women.

Instead, she felt that she must do anything in her power to satisfy Kenjiki no matter what she needed to do. Even then, she thought that this was a normal thing.

Finding their date abruptly ended and were unable to continue because it would feel weird to continue it even though they had gone home.

That was when they remembered something they had been neglecting for a long time.

They're literally a highschooler but they never come to school or even approached their school since the last time they went there to report their Internship.

"How long have we been absent?"

"A week."

"Let's go to school tomorrow."

"Yeah, we should."

Once two days had passed in Schlattimus, the two of them changed to their school uniform and went out for their school.

As if expecting their arrival, Aizawa was already standing in the classroom glaring at them.

"Sure I said you can do anything, but being absent for a week isn't on the list." Aizawa growled in his tired voice.

"We're too caught up in our own business." Kenjiki blurted the preloaded excuse.

"Fine, anyway." Aizawa rolled his eyes to the obvious excuse. "The summer camp is tomorrow, and because of the current state of the world. We're going to hold a joint training camp from the first grade to the third grade."

"The whole school?" Kyoka was dumbfounded hearing his words.

"Just the Hero Course." Aizawa rubbed his right eye. "Prepare a month's worth of clothes."

Once he was done explaining things. Aizawa gave them a manual filled with extensive information about this camp before he dipped.

"Looks like they're going all out." Kyoka read the entirety of the manual and noticed that nothing about the location and the teachers involved in this weren't being mentioned.

"Probably because of moles." Kenjiki said. "They probably don't want villains and monsters attacking them."

Kyoka found it made sense because she had heard how sudden and destructive the monsters' attacks were. Even All Might was having a hard time with the amount of monsters that kept popping up.

Once they finished looking at the manual. They walked out of the classroom as there was nothing to do there.

They strolled around the school which was still the same even after they skipped school for a week. Without them knowing, they arrived at a building where a group of students were wearing their gym uniform blasting rocks with their quirk.

Kenjiki scanned the whole building and found the location of every girl in the building.

The one that caught his attention the most was a girl who could enlarge her hands to the size of a fridge and punch a solid rock through.

"She might be able to hold it."

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