TWICE

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/24373696.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Category: Multi
Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero
Academia
Relationship: Jirou Kyouka/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki/Uraraka Ochako,
Midoriya Izuku & Uraraka Ochako, Jirou Kyouka & Kaminari Denki,
Jirou Kyouka & Yaoyorozu Momo, Jirou Kyouka & Venom, Jirou
Kyouka/Jirou Kyouka, Kaminari Denki/Shiozaki Ibara, Jirou Kyouka &
Kendou Itsuka, Kendou Itsuka & Midoriya Izuku
Character: Jirou Kyouka, Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Uraraka Ochako,
Venom, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Kaminari Denki, Yaoyorozu Momo,
Shiozaki Ibara, Sensei | All For One, Shinsou Hitoshi, Shigaraki Tomura
| Shimura Tenko, Bubaigawara Jin | Twice, Original Characters, Jirou
Mika, Jirou Kyoutoku, Midoriya Inko
Additional Tags: Sick Character, Sick Jirou Kyouka, Mental Health Issues, Dissociative
Identity Disorder, Midoriya Izuku is a Good Friend, Kaminari Denki is a
Good Friend, Uraraka Ochako is a Good Friend, Uraraka Ochako is a
Nerd, Jirou Kyouka Needs a Hug, Kaminari Denki goes to the same
middle school as Jirou, Self-Harm, Kaminari is a bit smarter, hairstyle
change, This fic can be inaccurate, Overpowered Jirou Kyouka, Tags
will be constantly fixed and added, Angst, Occasionally Breaking the
fourth wall, slight crossover, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine,
Canon Divergence, Cross-Posted on FanFiction.Net, Cross-Posted on
Wattpad, Minor Original Character(s)
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2020-06-01 Completed: 2020-07-30 Chapters: 3/3 Words:
11269

TWICE
by raigonozeke

Summary

Jirou Kyouka(耳郞響香)

Gender: Female

Height: 154cm

Siblings: None

Likes: Music

Quirk: Earphone Jack

Attends Vesphene Middle school.

 Dream: Enter UA high and become a hero.

etc:......2.

(Inspired from Diavolo of JJBA pt 5.)

(Liiillll more inspiration from Ryomen Sukuna.)

Notes

Jirou Kyouka. No.....Jirou Kyoukas?......

(Slight MARVEL crossover)
 Jirou Kyoukas
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

......

......

......Hello?......

Anyone there?......

Can I come in?......

.......

I'm coming!

......Phew! Finally!

Hi!
I'm Jirou Kyouka!

I'm fourteen years old right now, and I currently attend Vesphene middle school!

It's a school located in Shizuoka, and......it's not that big of a school, but it's neat!

I.....don't have many friends there, but.....I like my school!

"Really?"

Uh....yeah! Why not? Heh...... Anyways, I'm preparing to go to UA high! One of the best hero
schools in Japan!

Yes, that means I'm dreaming to become a hero!

And......what else......oh! My family!

My family consists of.....me, my mom, and my dad! Oh, I got my last name from my mom!
They're both musicians, to be exact, were. They don't really perform nowadays, anyway, yeah,
they're really closely related to music! They still work in the music industry.

And from them, I learned how to appreciate, play, and perform music! To me, no music? No life.

Come to think of it, I really got many things from my parents. The love of music, and.....myself. I
can feel their love for me every time!

"Pfft."

Hmm?......

Anyway, I'm really happy to be born into this family. My parents are really open-minded, and as I
said before, they really love me! I think I could do anything with their support!

"Heh, Open-minded."

......

......Stop.
Oh, and my quirk! My quirk's name is Earphone jack! Basically, my earlobes are earphone jacks! I
can adjust their length, and I can move them freely! If I plug them into an audio device, I can use
the sound of my amplificated heartbeat as a weapon! It's pretty.....

"Useless." Great! I think?......

"Oh, we overlapped, once again, Useless."

Use....less?.....

No it's not! I'm gonna use this quirk to become a hero! And I'm gonna try hard! This is a dream I
decided long ago!

"Pfft, h..e....h...e....."

.....?....

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
What's.....so......funny?.....

"You tell me, from everything you said about yourself, is it true?"

Of course!.... It's....true......!

"From what I know, you don't have any friends, and......hero? Heh, give me a break. How can
you become a HERO, huh?"

......

"How about....yeah, let's start with your TRUE self, Kyouka. Let me destroy that veil real
quick."

......Veil? No! I'm....completely sane now! I'm not lying!

"Oh, fuck you. With your short, frail ass body, and that garbage quirk, you're saying things like
"I'm gonna be a hero" or UA whatever. You just get sick every time, you're fucking weak,
and.....come on, where should I start, anyway? Oh, and your appearance? Heh, don't let me start
talking about that."

......
Stop......

"Overly pale skin, those dark bags under your eyes, messy, long-ass hair, those creepy long
finger and fingernails, and......right, your flat-ass chest. Like.....who would like you? A hero
looking like this? Bet people would be creeped out and run like hell."

.....

.....Please....stop......

"Yeah, feels fucked up, eh? Facing the ugly truth. But it's YOU. It's YOU. You are that pathetic,
weak, fucked up girl who has unrealistic dreams."

No....! I will become a hero! I will enter UA! No matter of your foul talk!

"Oh, really? Then.....do your parents know about this? Do they know your totally 'realistic'
dreams?"

.......

"If they're so 'Open-Minded', why are you hiding? Scared? You're fucking scared? Like a
goddamn coward?"
.....Shut up......

"Huh?"

Shut up!.... It's because of you! You're the one who made me like this!

"Oh, ME?"

......Yeah! It's because of you I get sick every time! It's because of you I didn't grow tall enough!
It's because of you I don't get enough sleep! It's because of you I don't have many friends!
My.....dreams...... You......It's you who screwed up my life!

"ME?"

Yeah! Now stop saying things! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!

"Heh......you're keep saying "Get out" "Shut up" to me, and you're saying I'm someone else
fucking up your life?"

.......
.....I said stop......please......now you're giving me a headache.....please.....

"Kyouka, I'm not someone else."

"I'm YOU. Dumbass."

"I'm born from YOU, Kyouka."

No.....you're not me!

"You might be true....but.....you're wrong. We might be different......but we are as one. You can't
escape me, and neither do I. Since you're the one who made me, what should I call your pathetic
ass? Mom?"

.....Just....stop.....stop......stop!!!

"Oh, so now you can't fucking take it? Then what will you do now, huh? Add some more scars
to your pathetic body? God, can I count those for you? Where should I start, huh?"

......Please.....why won't you just stop?..... Just.....please!

"Oh, now you're fucking begging, what's next? Break down and cry? Ooh, I would ENJOY
that."

......I asked this more than a million times during the last few years......Why? Why! Why are you
doing this to me! If you're me......why do you want to make me like this! Why!

"Because I want to BE you."

That same.....answer.....again.....and again....and...agai......

"Oh, now what? Our little Kyouka-chan's feeling tired? Exhausted? Just by facing the truth a
little?"

Shut......up......

"Poor Kyouka......"

Liar......
"No, I'm being pretty generous right now. As I always did.......I CAN EASE YOUR PAIN,
KYOUKA."

.......

"Looks like......our baby doesn't have any strength to do something?......

Great....Kyouka....great....just keep yourself like that...... Sometimes......

GIVING UP IS THE BEST SOLUTION."

......

"Love you, Kyouka....."

Jirou Kyouka.

Female.

14 years old.

This.

Is her story.

I h r st ry.

s e sto .

I er ory.

s
h

"HER?"

"Who the fuck decides that?"

"This is not just HER story."

" This is OUR story."

"Here, let me fix that."

This is their story.

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Chapter Summary

Jirou Kyouka, 14 years old, has always suppressed her another self for a long time, and
she usually did a great job. But one day,a little trivial event changes her.

Chapter Notes

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Vesphene Middle School, Shizuoka

Current time: 13:10

Lunchtime.

Probably the time when most students adore, and wait for. And Vesphene middle school was no
exception. Every single classroom and halls were empty. Everyone was out there at the school
grounds to enjoy the free time, or still having lunch at the dining hall. It was a rare occasion to find
people in the school building at that time. But, that day, that rare occasion happened. In the class 3-
1. In the classroom that was supposed to be empty, there was one person, in the back of the class. It
was Jirou Kyouka, student of class 3-1.

In her seat, which was at the very end of the row next to the window, she was lying down on her
desk. The reason was pretty simple. She wasn't feeling well. Her temperature was pretty high, and
her head and stomach were literally killing her. Yeah, she wasn't like this from the start of the day,
but it got worse and worse as the day passed. She didn't think it to become this bad in the morning
when she felt a bit strange. Focusing during classes was nearly impossible, and she spent half of
the morning classes plopped on the desk. She thought someone would wake her up during break
times or something, but no one cared. So, that continued until lunchtime. Everyone was just busy
doing their business, no one cared about the sick girl in the back row. Jirou groaned as a wave of
headaches struck her head.

"The time.....1...PM.....Lunchtime?.....Where is everybody?......" Jirou said to herself as she

struggled to lift her head up. She slowly examined the surroundings and noticed that everybody
was gone. She sighed. Not that she needed to have lunch, but at least they could tell her. But, Nah,
she was almost used to it now. After she turned 3rd grade and got separated from her only friend,
no one wanted to be her friend. Everyone avoided her for some various reasons including her looks,
or personality, or anything. Yeah, she wasn't really an outward person, but this was on the another
level. What was worse, there were people who actually showed hate towards Jirou and acted with
it. Curse words? Yes. Ignoring her thoughts? Yes. And sometimes.......violence.

'Come to think of it......This could be better than going to the cafeteria for lunch...... If those
assholes take advantage of me being sick again...... Ugh......' Jirou thought to herself. And yes, it
wasn't the first time Jirou fell ill in school. And also, it was not the first time being ignored or
getting screwed with when she was sick. Yes, it was a pretty cruel world to her.

Jirou opened the window, and felt the warm breeze of summer running through her long hair.
Unfortunately, due to her fever, she couldn't find the soothing breeze relaxing. The wind itself
made her cold. She turned her head towards it, and saw many students in the school grounds
enjoying their lunchtime. Some were playing sports, some were just wandering around, enjoying
the nice weather, and their chat with friends. Jirou sighed as another wave of headache jolted
through her head. She closed the window and lowered her head down again to her desk. She really
wanted to get up and go somewhere, but she had a strange nausea and a stomachache. It would be a
miracle if she walks a meter without falling down and throwing up. And now she was feeling
dizzy. Great, because she had some change of altitude and her dizziness gets worse? Jirou just
wanted to give up.

Jirou slept a little on her desk, but soon woke up because of her headache bothered her. But.....the
headache wasn't the only problem. She was hearing footsteps. Was someone coming back to the
class? But the time is still early to come back, and her class usually spent their lunchtime outside.
Hearing them coming back was quite strange. Jirou also found it strange, so she focused her
superhuman hearing on the footsteps to check who was it. Jirou kept concentrating untill she
finally found out the truth.

It wasn't one.

It was three.
And those footsteps were slowly approaching the classroom. She found it odd. Was she hearing
strange things because of the fever? Why would someone come this early? She decided to wait.
Wait until the owner of the footsteps to enter the classroom. With her head still plopped on the
desk, she turned her head towards the classroom door, and gazed at it.

Some moments passed. And finally, Jirou could feel the footsteps coming really close to the
classroom. And finally, they entered the classroom. But Jirou's face got filled with terror.

Jirou's superhuman ears were right. There were indeed three people. But their faces, her ears
couldn't see their faces. And those faces were faces which Jirou never wanted to see in this
situation. The group was consisting of two boys, and a girl. The boys were pretty tall, almost above
180 centimeters. One had messy brown hair, and one had a pretty long hair tied behind his head.
And the girl. The girl was the exact opposite of Jirou. She was pretty tall, compared to Jirou's
height of barely above 150 centimeters, she was a giant compared to her. Her skin was a little
tanned, unlike Jirou's pale skin, giving a healthy look. Their hair wasn't really different, except for
the fact that the other girl had curly hair. And lastly, their chest had major differences. Jirou wasn't
dead flat because she indeed had puberty, but it was barely noticeable from the outside. But the
other girl was pretty different. Compared to Jirou, no even compared to other girls in the class, she
was fairly busty. And her general figure was pretty athletic. Among the group, she was in the front,
acting like a leader.

"Whoo!!!!!! The air conditioning is so good!!!! Good thing we came back early, ain't it, Kenshi?"
The girl said as she stretched her limbs. The tall boy with messy, brown hair silently nodded.

'Air conditioning? Oh, that's why the room was so cold.' Jirou thought to herself.

"And it's empty, the room is ours." The other boy with tied long hair said. He turned his head
around to observe the empty classroom, but......he found Jirou. "Oh, look, looks like there's one in
here?"

"Where, where? Oh! I see......" The girl said as she spotted Jirou. But it wasn't the happy sound of
finding a friend. Her voice had some.......bloodlust. She sounded cheerful, but it was her passive
voice. To Jirou, that voice was the symbol of terror. Her voice never changed its tone whenever
she was angry, sad, or whatever emotion she possessed. It was just downright creepy to her. Jirou
sighed and decided to turn her head against them and go to sleep. Hoping that they won't touch her
if she was in this state. But......the girl slightly lacked sympathy and common knowledge. She
approached Jirou, and kept touching her.

"Heyyyy, flatty! Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be out there or something? What the hell
are you doing here, like a corpse?" She said, without changing her tone or anything of her. Jirou
tried to ignore the creepy girl's presence, but it was almost impossible. The girl kept touching her
and whispering to her ears, and soon, she touched her forehead, which was burning up with fever.

"Ooh, hot! Okay, so you're sick? Then why didn't you tell me? Huh? That's what friends are for,
riiiight?" She said. Lies. They were all lies. Jirou knew it. She wasn't even worried at Jirou being
sick, she just wanted to mess with her. Especially when she couldn't resist her. And a friend? If
Jirou had the strength for it, she would've laughed until her breath runs out. They were NEVER her
friend. They always messed with her, teased her, and harassed her. Jirou cursed her superhuman
hearing at that moment. Because the other girl was directly whispering creepy words with her
creepy voice. If she continues doing that, she would go crazy. Jirou decided to act. If she stayed
still, this would continue until the classes start or ascend to the next level. And she didn't want that.

"Look, Yukako......Yeah, you're right, I feel like shit right now...... So just go away, I'm not in the
mood of talking or getting into your gang's business...... So just go away, and leave me alone,
you're not helping......" Jirou said in a faint voice with all of her strength, hoping that the other girl
would leave her alone and mind her own business for this damn time. But no, the other girl, now
Yukako, wasn't a person of words. Yukako smirked, and stroked Jirou's messy, long hair and made
it messier. She just knows how she can be as annoying as possible.

"Go away? Come on, that's ruuuuude! Hey, do friends say fuck off to each other? Hmmm?"
Yukako said as she played with Jirou's hair. Occasionally pulling it. Jirou wanted to actually say
fuck off, instead of her exaggeration, but she decided not to do that. Just listening to this mad girl
was already tiring, but actually triggering this girl? She didn't want to think about that. She just
stayed silent, completely ignoring the other girl. But unfortunately, Yukako got triggered by Jirou's
silence.

"Oh, now you're ignoring me? You're a really bad friend here, flatty, ignoring your friend who is
worried about you? Huh? Who do you think you are, huh?" Yukako said as her tug on Jirou's hair
got stronger and stronger. Now Jirou felt real pain. And the pain mixed with the horrible headache?
Jirou wanted to just give up now. Instead of fighting back to Yukako, Jirou just made a disturbed
noise. Hoping Yukako would go away and mind her own business. But no, things got much worse.
This time, Jirou didn't trigger Yukako's anger, but her sadistic nature. The smirk on her face
became wider as she heard Jirou suffer, and the force on her arms got stronger.

"Hey, don't 'Mmmph' me, huh? Show me your affection towards me! Appreciation, or something?
Shouldn't you be grateful? Come on, no one cares about you, but I do? I'm a literal lifesaver now!
But you dare 'Mmmph' me? You're a really bad friend, flatty~ And what does a bad person get?
Punishments!" Yukako's smirk was now at its widest, as she tugged Jirou's hair more and more.
Her sadistic nature was now open.

'And who the fuck said that you were my fr......' Jirou thought to herself until something disturbed
her. It was Yukako. But it was different but similar to the hair tug she was doing. It was not just a
gentle tug, now she was almost ripping off Jirou's hair. And because she was doing it upwards, she
was now lifting Jirou's head from the desk. Horrible pain jolted through Jirou's head, and Jirou
moaned in pain. But, on the other hand, Yukako was purely enjoying this situation. Playing with a
sick girl, it was perfect for Yukako.

'What in the actual f.....?' Jirou thought to herself while she got lifted from her seat. She wasn't bad
at tolerating pain, but this was just fucked up. She frowned in pain and annoyance and slightly
opened her eyes and glared at Yukako with all of her might. Seeing Jirou's eyes, Yukako's smirk
turned into a cold, unemotional expression. No sort of anger was shown in her face, but her eyes
were burning in cold fire.

"Fuck, your eyes, your godforsaken eyes! Why can't you just keep them shut in front of me? It's
fucking creepy, you know? The god damn contrast with your pale face and the shades that won't
disappear forever? IT'S! FUCKING! ANNOYING!" Yukako shouted as she tossed Jirou to the
ground. The bubbly tone in her voice was now almost gone. Now she was furious. All she wanted
was to mess around with the short, sick girl, but now she was so triggered. Every single time she
saw Jirou's eyes, it always annoyed her. Those eyes, those god damn things looked like all vitality
in Jirou's body were concentrated in them. She hated the shine they possessed every single time.
Even when she was groggy like this time.

'Ow.....that really hurt...... And what the fuck is wrong with her?...... Why is she fucking furious
when she made eye contact with me?.......' Jirou thought, lying on the ground. She frowned more as
she felt her headache worsen because of her head colliding with the ground due to Yukako. That
bitch. She was finally abandoning that little 'friend' act. Yeah, it never worked, but she kept doing
it to Jirou. She squinted to see what was going on above her, and she saw Yukako walking towards
the tall ass boys. Jirou felt the ultimate feeling of being screwed. Now that girl's bringing them?
......Fuck.

"Hey, hey, Hachi, Kenshi, did you see that? Did you see that little bitch just creeping up all over on
me like that?" Yukako's cold attitude momentarily changed as she approached the boys. And that
was so freaking disgusting to Jirou. The drastic change of attitude just made Jirou want to puke her
guts out.

"Of-fucking-course. And I expected that. As expected from the arrogant bitch there." Hachi said.
Kenshi nodded silently next to him. Yukako's smirk returned.

"Yes! Right! You're totally right! Then......looks like we have one thing to do, eh?" Yukako said,
her smirk turning into a devilish grin. Hachi flexed his knuckles, and Kenshi stretched his limbs.

"Oh, look, she's still online." Kenshi silently said, pointing at Jirou on the ground. He was
somewhat right. She wasn't at the top condition, but she was still somehow functioning. Despite the
dizziness and fatigue, she was struggling to get up.

"Awe, look at that, having a hard time getting up? Don't worry~ What are friends for? I'll give
you.....a hand?......" Yukako said as she kneeled down to Jirou and made her forehead meet Jirou's
forehead, so that Jirou could see Yukako's cold, burning eyes. Jirou's eyes trembled with terror.

'Fuck.....'

"Technically......it's not a hand!" Yukako shouted as her long, curly hair moved altogether, and
wrapped around Jirou's body. In Jirou's terror, she lifted Jirou up above her head and slammed her
to the window. Jirou screamed in pain as her back slammed to the window, but Yukako's hair split
and covered Jirou's mouth so that her scream wouldn't spread across the building. Jirou choked, as
Yukako's hair blocked the air coming into her. As she choked on air, her already pale face got paler
and paler as her consciousness slowly faded. At the point she almost fainted, Yukako slightly let
go of the strand of her that covered Jirou's mouth and let her breath. After Yukako let her mouth
go, Jirou violently coughed and inhaled the air she desperately wanted. Yukako laughed at the
scene.

"Sooooo, you enjoying my hair? I always take extra care of them every time I shower! Doesn't it
smell good? Or feel good?" Yukako said, with a psychotic grin on her face. Jirou tried to protest at
this nonsense, but she choked, and violently coughed again. Yukako flexed her fingers.

"Oh, so you don't like it? It's okaaaay! I'll MAKE you like it!" Yukako shouted as she sent another
strand of hair to cover Jirou's mouth. She choked on it again, and soon struggled to get out of
Yukako's grasp with all of her strength. But she obviously failed. Her current strength was no
match to the strength of Yukako's hair, to be exact, her quirk. As she struggled to get out of
Yukako's grasp, her world started to spin due to the lack of oxygen and her dizziness. Bile started
to rise from her stomach, and now she had to fight it. She slightly opened her eyes and saw Yukako
with a devil's smile on her face. That demon of a girl, she was enjoying the situation of torturing
her. After a few seconds, she let go of the hair that was covering Jirou's mouth and let her breath.
Great, now Yukako was using phases.

"Soooooo? How was it? Answers? Come on, we don't have all daaaay!" Yukako said, lowering
Jirou down to her head's level. Jirou barely raised her head, swallowing the bile down to her
stomach, and weakly glared at Yukako.

"You know.....it's against the rules to use your quirk in school......" That was the only thing that
came up in Jirou's head. Yes, the usage of quirks was strictly prohibited inside school buildings,
and especially, when it comes to usage against peers, a major punishment was made. She hoped
that would somehow stop Yukako. However, Yukako just snorted and put her forehead against
Jirou's.

"Rules? Hah! Yeah, RULES. Tell me, do you think I mind rules? And do you think the school
minds us breaking rules?" Yukako said, tormenting Jirou.

"Wha.....?" Jirou said, in frustration. Yeah, the Yukako gang did really like to break rules.
Especially when it comes to messing with Jirou. Using violence, going to prohibited places like the
rooftop, they sure broke a lot of rules. But Jirou thought they were just lucky, and she wasn't
significant enough to get attention. But.....school doesn't care?..... Jirou was just downright
confused. She didn't think that her head could be messier than this.

"Hmm? Nothing? Yeah, of course. You won't know anything. You know, I, including Kenshi-kun
and Hachi-kun, are the credits of our school, you don't know that?" Yukako said, pointing at the
boys behind her. Jirou just dropped her head back down in exhaustion.

'School's credits? These assholes? Why? Why....in the world?.....'

"Heroes, honey, heroes! The only hero wannabees in this school, and the ones most likely to enter a
hero school! Especially U.A! You know, the school needs us. They need to produce good results
for students entering high schools. So they keep track of some.....heavyweights? To support them.
In this case.....that's......"

"You guys?......"

"Correct! The school doesn't want to disturb my records, so......they don't really touch us. It's a win-
win thing, isn't it? Think about it, no one is hurt because of it!"

'Saying 'no one is hurt' while torturing a person......yeah.....it's big brain time......'

"So you're gonna continue this bullshit right here?......" Jirou said mid coughing. Yukako laughed it
off, and again put the devilish grin on her face.

"Bull what? Language! Come on, you're hurting my mind with your foul mouth~!" Yukako said,
returning to teasing mode. She lifted Jirou up to the original position and covered her mouth with
her hair again. Now Jirou didn't have the energy to speak up or anything. She just wanted to rest.
Without them torturing her, of course. But no, her wishes never came true. Yukako never stopped.
She definitely knew how to make Jirou painful. While suffocating her, Yukako moved Jirou all
around to make her dizzy. And mixed with the lack of air, that worked like hell. But Yukako's
facial expression seemed to become plain. Why? Isn't she a god damn sadist who enjoys torturing
people? Was she freaking bored?

"Come on, this is getting boring, say something, or just make some noise! I'm not here to mess
with some damn corspe! I know you can do it! Do something like the first time! You're ruining my
fu...." Yukako froze, as Jirou suddenly shot her ear jacks at her, glaring with those burning eyes.
But unfortunately, they didn't land a hit on her, faster than a blink of an eye, Kenshi appeared and
deflected her ear jacks with her hands. To be exact, it was his bones. He was using his quirk too,
which can be used to manipulate his bones. Now, his bones were penetrating out of his hands,
acting like a claw.

"You're not hitting her," Kenshi said, silently. Yeah, Jirou totally forgot about them. Now she
didn't have anything to stop Yukako.

"Hey, Yukako, I think other guys will come back soon. Hurry and finish it up. And if you're bored,
there's no use to continue that. Don't worry, we still have next time, don't we?" Hachi said, putting
a hand on Yukako's shoulder. Yukako smiled.

"Riiiiiight...... Okay then! Due to time and various things, we're finishing you now!" Yukako said,
stretching her arms. Jirou slightly raised her head in hope. Was this shit finally over?

"Buuuut...... Not so fast." Yukako said, moving her hair to Jirou's neck, not her mouth. Jirou
opened her eyes in pure horror.

"Due to your.....rudeness seconds before......I decided to......give you a nice sleep! Don't worry!
Others will think you're just sleeping because of your fever! No one's hurt!" Yukako said, clapping
her hands. Jirou's eyes widened. She moved her hands to tore off Yukako's hair wrapped on her
neck, but it was useless. Yukako laughed at the scene and noticed something with Jirou's hands.

"Hey, Hey, just curious though, why do you have those weird gloves on your hands every time?
Isn't it too hot for gloves?" Yukako asked, back to the teasing tone. Although it was true. Jirou did
have gloves on her hands which covered her wrists and palms. But that wasn't the point of this
situation. And there was no way that Jirou will tell her the reason she had gloves, or to anyone.

'Why the hell.....is she asking things or even doing things now?...... That fucking sadist.......' Jirou
complained to herself. Dealing with suffocation and an annoying crazy sadist girl was certainly on
the another level. She wanted to get away from her, she wanted to tear this god damn hair from
herself.

Or probably burn it.

Maybe kill her and make her never come back.

Wait.....kill her? Where did that come from?......

"Hi."

'.....?'

'......!'

Goosebumps covered her entire body as she heard the voice. It wasn't Yukako's, Kenshi's, or
Hachi's. It was hers. Why now? Why now? WHY NOW? Why did it have to be now? No, no, NO.
This can't happen. This can't happen. This can't happen. Not now, not now, not now!!!

"Hmm? What's wrong? Something scared you?" Yukako asked Jirou, whose face was now mixed
with pain, fear, and pure hatred. That was exactly what Jirou was feeling right now. Pain from
Yukako's persistent torture, fear from passing out of suffocation and from herself, and hate. Deep
inside of her, the emotions of hate, malice, and fury were building up. She didn't intend it, it wasn't
her, but it was her. The emotions were alive. And Jirou felt herself fading away from reality. She
was losing against herself. This wasn't supposed to happen.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

"St.....stop....." Jirou mumbled out.

"Oh, you finally decided to speak?" Yukako said in an enthusiastic tone.

"I SAID STOP!!!" Jirou was now desperate. Several black spots started to appear in Jirou's vision.
Her consciousness was fading away. But it was not from the sickness or the choke, it was from
herself. She could feel it. She could feel another force engulfing her mind and body. She could feel
herself losing control of her body, and sinking deep into the void. But Yukako seemed to be
amused at the situation. Yeah, she wanted some reaction from Jirou, but she never knew about
what Jirou was experiencing right now.

"Whoa, calm down, what's wrong with you? Suddenly with screaming?" Yukako said, slightly
loosening her grip on Jirou. She was amused but also surprised at the same time. However, her
actions were useless. Dark spots started to increase in Jirou's vision, and her senses started to
become numb. Now she couldn't feel anything. The only thing she could sense right now was
Yukako's face between the black spots in her vision.

"St....o....p..... P....l...." Jirou mumbled out but didn't finish the sentence. Her vision finally turned
all black, and her consciousness slowly faded away. Now Jirou was like a dead corpse being
wrapped by Yukako's hair. Slightly surprised, Yukako put down the unconscious girl.

"Huh, strange. I swear I loosened the grip. How do you think about this, Hachi?"

"Don't think about that. Let's just set her up and leave this classroom for a bit. Let's come back just
before the class starts." Hachi replied. Kenshi silently nodded.

"Okaaay..... Looks like the fun's over now." Yukako said as she set up Jirou in a sleeping position
on her seat. With that, she looked like she was sleeping because of her fever. After setting Jirou up,
Yukako deactivated her quirk, and her hair returned to its normal state. She stretched her limbs in a
fresh mood, and turned around and headed to Hachi and Kenshi, who was near to the back door of
the classroom. She walked slowly, fixing her hair from the mess caused by her quirk.

And she probably regretted that decision of slowly walking forever.

"Hey Hachi, didn't she act strange today?" Yukako said, approaching Hachi.

"Huh? Who?" Hachi asked.

Yukako laughed. "Come on, just because I didn't day the name you just can't forget who you saw
seconds age. Her, there, that little flat-chested moron." Yukako said, pointing at Jirou's seat. Hachi
snorted, but Kenshi noticed something strange from the situation.

"Uh....Yukako. I think you gotta change your statement for that whole 'Acted strange' thing."
Kenshi calmly said.

"Huh? Come on, you're into joking now, Kenshi?" Yukako said, giggling at Kenshi's statement.

"So, is it normal for a fainted person to move like that?" Kenshi said, lifting his hair covering his
eyes to get a better look. Yukako and Hachi were now downright confused.

"Huh? Move like what?" They turned around to see Jirou's seat, and their eyes widened. Jirou was
still unconscious in her seat, but something was strange. She was twitching. Violently. Not like the
occasional twitches of a lazy student sleeping in class. It was almost epilepsy-level twitching. Her
movements were now rattling the desk and the chair, causing it to slightly move.

"Okay.....so....did we trigger something wrong today?" Yukako nervously asked.

"This...didn't happen before....." Hachi said in a cautious tone. Their plans of going out from the
classroom and returning right before class was now abandoned. They just stood there, watching the
unconscious girl moving like she was being electrocuted. Soon, because of Jirou's rather intense
movements, she fell out of her seat and fell down to the ground with a loud thud.

"Okay.....now she's on the ground...... What do we do? Set her up again?" Yukako said in a half-
nervous half-joking tone, but the two boys were still staring at the girl on the floor. Now Jirou's
limbs and fingers were acting weird. With the sounds of joints being popped, her fingers and arms
bent into an inhuman angle. Now the scene was quite scary.

"What in the....." Kenshi silently said, with his legs slowly leading him towards the door. He
almost banged his back to the door of the classroom, but that didn't happen. Jirou's movements
stopped after a few seconds. Her movements ceased, and her limbs slowly started to return to their
original state. Her body went limp, and the wheezing sounds of her breathing remained in the
empty room. Yukako. Hachi, and Kenshi were just standing there, silently.

"Uh.....so......it's over?...... Is she dead or something?" Yukako said. Her eyes were slightly
trembling.
"Hmm......let's just say she fainted on the ground. That should make it." Hachi shrugged. "Let's just
go, we're here for too long."

As Hachi pushed Yukako's shoulder, Yukako slowly moved towards the door. Kenshi exited the
classroom first, Hachi followed, and Yukako was the last. But Yukako suddenly froze in her place.
Goosebumps jolted through her body, and she started to feel cold. Yukako shuddered. This was
clearly a bad sign. But the only thing left in the classroom was Jirou, and she was down there, on
the ground.

No.

She had to be sure.

Yukako slightly turned her head to see, just to take a slight glance at the situation behind her.

And her brain stopped.

There was Jirou Kyouka.

Not on the floor.

But on her feet.

She was just standing there, deeply breathing, hands on her chest.

Her mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were wide open.

But they were different. They didn't have the vitality and the shine they usually had. They lost their
focus, like a dead person's eyes. They were lifeless, and emotionless. Her eyes didn't move or
tremble. They were just there. Silent and still. Seeing Jirou's eyes with vitality usually creeped
Yukako out, but now? Yukako was now downright frightened.
"AAACK!" Yukako screamed and fell down to the floor. Hachi and Kenshi immediately turned
back, and Kenshi helped Yukako to get up.

"What's wrong? Are you......what the fuck?" Hachi exclaimed.

"Hah........" Jirou, or some other being, spoke her first word. Or a sigh.

"She's awake?" Kenshi said.

"I....think.....that's....not a normal...awake?......" Yukako said, with a trembling voice.

"Feels good, doesn't it?......." Jirou murmured. The temperature in the room dropped as she said
that. No one knew why, but they felt it. Chills covered Yukako's skin, Hachi and Kenshi slightly
shivered.

"Feels good?...... What the hell? What do you mean by it?" Yukako said, panicking.

"Well......Heh.....Think....on....yourself. But......I.....also.....seek joy. And right now......it's what I

need." Jirou flexed her fingers but flexing her fingers wasn't the only thing she did. She exhaled
deeply, and suddenly, purple aura surrounded her, and she disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"What the fu....." Yukako couldn't finish the sentence. With a loud crashing sound, the three got
blasted away from the classroom's exit. They landed with a crash on the wall of the hall. Thank
god almost no one was there. Because the landing was hard. And when said hard, REALLY hard.
Thankfully, no one was hurt and nothing was broken thanks to Hachi's quirk. His quirk was to
make his body elastic like rubber so that he can absorb shocks and other various things.

"Ow.....everybody okay?" Yukako asked, fixing her hair. But nobody replied. They were just
downright frightened at the sight in front of them. Jirou was there. She stood near the threshold of
the classroom door, still emitting purple aura from her body. She was directly looking at Yukako,
with the lifeless eyes. Yukako shivered in horror. She expected another big strike from her, but that
didn't happen immediately.

"Ugh......I feel like shit......." Jirou said, sighing.

"Uh.....what?....." Yukako stuttered. What the hell is happening? She just couldn't expect the
different Jirou's speech patterns.

"Do.....you know.....why?....." Jirou said, caressing her neck. Yukako's eyes went wide. So
she.....was remembering the event from before?

"Why?......" Yukako avoided Jirou's mindless eyes. But that couldn't stop her from doing what she
wanted.

"Don't.....you....mock me....? Heh......You know the answer......" Faster than a blink of an eye,
Jirou was now directly in front of Yukako. Yukako's heart skipped a beat.

"It's.....unfair......you know..... To you to have all the fun and joy......." Whispering that to
Yukako's ear, Jirou grabbed Yukako's neck with her frail hands and lifted her from the ground.
Only with her left arm. She was lifting a person with one arm, with one, frail arm. Yukako tried to
protest, but she couldn't resist. Jirou was strangely strong. Seeing the horrific scene, Hachi and
Kenshi retreated to the right of Jirou. In fear and fury, Kenshi extracted his bones from his hands.

"Let her go!" That was the loudest voice he could make. He threw a punch towards Jirou's face, but
he was blocked. Not just blocked, he was blocked by a finger. And that Jirou was being mean, she
was using her middle finger, directly pointing to Kenshi.

"Fuck off." Jirou then used all of her fingers to grab Kenshi's hand and closed her fists. And the
act soon turned into a hard clench. Kenshi's eyes turned wide, and his face soon got covered with
pain. A sickening sound of bones being crunched filled the empty hallway. Kenshi retreated his
hands as soon as he felt his bones being crushed by the frail girl.

"What....in...the...." Kenshi stuttered, clenching his shattered hand.

"I said, fuck off. What I'm interested in is.......her." Jirou said, raising her middle finger to them.

"Wha...t....the hell...is...." Yukako said while chocking. Droplets of blood started to form from her
neck as Jirou's fingernails stabbed her neck.

"Never mind, Yukako....chan. You're my main guest now......So, where should I start, huh?"
Jirou said with a deadly smile on her face.

".....Where?..... What do you.....?"

"Oh, I'm just messing with you...... I'm just.... a little jealous of these....tits of yours.....?" Jirou
said, using her jacks to poke Yukako's rather large breasts until it became painful. Yukako
frowned.

"Or.....this beautiful hair?...." Now Jirou was tugging Yukako's hair, but with immense strength.
If Yukako didn't have the hair quirk, her hair would've been destroyed by Jirou's one tug.

"Or....maybe here?" Jirou smirked, moving her jacks towards her mouth and putting it into her.
Yukako's face turned pale in fear. What the hell? Is this the same girl from minutes before?

"Ooh, why are you so pale now? Scared? Our little baby girl is scared? What you gon' do, huh?
Break down and cry? Or piss yourself here? What? What will you do?" Jirou laughed crazily.
She patted Yukako's crotch while teasing her uvula with her jacks. Yukako gagged at Jirou's
stimulation, and Jirou's laugh got more intense.

"Shit, you're gonna puke on me? Disgusting. Heh, aaaaanyway...... Having fun? Don't worry,
we're gonna have more, more, and MORE fun and joy we desperately NEED. I need it, and you
WILL need it. Got it? Oh, you can't talk now?" Jirou provoked Yukako, who was now half-
unconscious because of the lack of air.

"Come on, come on, stay sober, you're more than this, aren't you?" Jirou kicked Yukako in the
groin with her knee to make her wake up. But she didn't loosen her grip. Hachi and Kenshi were
still frozen in their spot, but something made their heads turn.

Footsteps.

Footsteps?

Teachers?
No, the footsteps were pretty light, teachers usually don't walk that fast.

Faster.

Faster?

It was getting faster, turning into sounds of running.

Someone was definitely coming.

Kenshi and Hachi turned towards the source of the footsteps. And there stood the source.

It was a boy, the same grade as them, but with a shorter figure. He had blonde hair with a black
streak looking like a lightning bolt. He was panting, but he didn't seem to stop running. He lifted
his head and saw the scene in front of him. His eyes went wide, and he started to run at full speed.

"Come on, don't bore me. This is not the joy I NEEDED. Do you think I'm here just to use you
as a......" Jirou didn't finish the sentence. The running sound, Jirou's superhuman hearing caught
the sound and soon spotted the blonde boy running. It seemed that he wasn't just running, he had a
goal, and the goal was.......

"JIROU!!!!!" The boy shouted, jumping towards her, Hachi and Kenshi got out of the way in
surprise.

"Kami...n......."

He stretched his hands towards Jirou and spread out his index and middle finger, like a sort of gun.
His fingers slightly glowed, and......

Pzzzt.

Feeling a sharp pain from her back of the neck, Jirou's world went dark.
 "Fuck......"

Chapter End Notes

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Chapter Summary

Jirou Kyouka is back to herself now, but.......only now.

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Emptiness.

Emptiness.

Yes.

The ultimate emptiness.

That's what Jirou felt and saw whenever she succumbed to her another self.

It wasn't dark, and it wasn't bright.

It wasn't cold, and it wasn't hot.

The only thing she could feel inside the emptiness was herself. Floating in there in her natural form.
Most people would shudder at the thought of being trapped in an eternal void, but she was used to
it now. What she was really afraid of was the sounds, and the visions she sometimes saw and
heard. Those were absolutely terrifying to her. It often contained her traumatic memory or just a
horrifying shriek coming from deep inside her mind.

But this time, it was herself.

Not exactly her 'self' but it was clearly her. Jirou couldn't see clearly because the vision was pretty
blurry, but she could clearly see it. It was her. Choking Yukako, breaking and crushing Kenshi's
hands, and punching them out the classroom door. She was....hurting people. Crushing bones, and
almost killed a person by choking her. That. THAT. That was the ultimate thing she never wanted
to see. She hated herself. She hated her violent, cruel, sadistic self. But it was not her. Was it her?
No? Yes? What was the correct answer? Who ws the real 'her'?

No.

Don't think about it.

No.

No.

No.

No?

No!

The visions suddenly got clearer, and the sounds became more real. And immense pain started to
consume her entire body. She didn't, no, couldn't know what was hurting her. But every time she
experienced traumas inside the void, the emotions of fear, hate, and every kind of riot of emotions
she felt turned into physical pain. And it always consumed her entire body. It was pure torture. Did
she call for help? Did she scream in pain and fear? Of course she did. She screamed from deep
inside her mind, and she called for help until she felt her neck being severed. But nothing
happened. And nothing happens every time. She was alone. And she was alone inside there every
time. All she could hear was her traumatic memories and the echoes of her tragic screams. She was
trapped. Trapped in the eternal void inside her mind. And now, things got worse. Her voice started
to echo in the void. Unlike Jirou, she was laughing. She seemed like.....she was enjoying her
suffering.

No.

No.

NO.

STOP.

PLEASE.

But Jirou's pray didn't work. She was vulnerable. Vulnerable to herself. The sounds and the visions
wouldn't end just because she wanted them to end. They continued until Jirou's mind gave up, or
Jirou's mind triumphed, but the second option never came true. The visions always traumatized and
broke her down. And it was happening again, people say that pain gets weaker as you experience
it, but Jirou disagrees. The never-ending pain and suffering she experienced didn't get weaker, they
got stronger. And she got weaker. Why does it have to be like that? Soon, the vision showed Jirou
choking the girl again, but not in Jirou's point of view. The vision showed Jirou's face. Her lifeless
eyes, grinning face, the slight laugh that came out from her mouth, she wanted to ignore. She
wanted to ignore the fact that psychopath was her. But she couldn't. It was definitely her. She was
the one doing it. Soon, the vision showed herself again, but in a different way. Now the vision
focused on her eyes. The vision was trying to make Jirou and the vision Jirou look at each other.
To Jirou, it was a nightmare. Gazing into her lifeless eyes, the eyes, THE EYES!!

Jirou called for help, she wanted to wake up. She wanted to wake up from this mess up dream. She
wanted to get out of this deep void. She knew no one would help her and she would fall into a
deeper void again, but she hoped. She hoped for help. And this time, and for the first time, god
seemed to be in her side.

"J...."

"Jirou?...."
"You alright?......"

"J......"

A voice!

Calling her!

It was definitely a voice. Not a fake one her mind created, but a real one. And it was pretty
familiar. Tears started to flow from Jirou's eyes. Finally, finally, she was getting help. As soon as
she heard the voice, the visions started to fade. And her voice grew weaker. She was being freed
from this torture. Soon, light started to fill the empty void. And a sense of temperature returned to
her. Thanking the source of the voice, she finally exited the void.

"Jirou? Hey, hey, you alright? Is she still sleeping? Hey, J....."

"Aack!" Jirou screamed, waking up. Finally, the real world. She was finally free from the torture.
She was back, she's back in the real world. She was covered in sweat, and her head was killing her
again with the headaches and nausea, but that was way much better than being inside that hell
again. She quickly turned her head rapidly to acknowledge her surroundings. She certainly wasn't
in the classroom or in the school hall, because she was lying on a bed. The bed was surrounded by
white curtains, and there was some space between the curtains and the bed. And there she saw
Kaminari, looking at her with a worried expression on his face. Jirou was now confused.

'Okay, I was in the classroom, met with those assholes, and passed out. Then.....I suppose I almost
killed them in.....that..... But why am I here? And why is Kaminari here? No... I think I remember a
spark for a brief second...... What in the....' Jirou's mind was now racing in top speed that even the
turbo hero Ingenium couldn't catch it. As she backtracked her extremely blurry memory, Kaminari
touched her shoulder.

"Hey, hey, calm down, calm down. Breathe, Jirou, Breathe. You're hyperventilating. Don't worry
about what happened, and just focus on breathing. Okay?" Kaminari said while grabbing Jirou's
shoulder soaked in sweat. Indeed, Jirou was hyperventilating. She didn't notice herself doing that,
but all the surprise and thinking induced her to that. Looking down, she tried to breathe slowly,
hands on her chest. Kaminari helped by gently rubbing her back. Thankfully, it worked. Her head
soon became a little bit clearer than it used to be, and she could now think more calmly. Taking a
deep breath, Jirou raised her head up and faced Kaminari.

"Better?" Kaminari asked, tapping her back.

"B...etter." Jirou said, raising up her thumb in an awkward way. Kaminari laughed.

"Great! Then I'll go get the nurs....." Kaminari got up, but Jirou interrupted.

"Wait! Nurse?..... What do you mean by that? Am I in a hospital or something?" Jirou asked him in
confusion. Kaminari snorted.

"Heh, no. We're just in the.....school nurse's office. Just wait here and relax! I'll be back soon!"
Kaminari then disappeared through the curtains. Now, Jirou was alone. It wouldn't last long, but
she was alone. She sighed and laid back down again. She was getting the rest she desperately
needed, why not enjoy the slightest time? Plus, nothing was bothering her right now. Nothing was
confusing her, and nothing annoyed her except for her head. But she could deal with it. Waiting for
Kaminari to return, she closed her eyes, hoping to get at least a minute of sleep.

Jirou's wish came true. It exactly came true. Just after one minute she closed her eyes, Kaminari
returned with the school nurse. Opening her eyes, she half-regretted her wish of wanting to get a
minute of sleep. God, she wanted more. But this was the priority now, so she rose from the bed.

"You were sleeping? Like, during that short time?" Kaminari said with a half-worried, half-joking
tone. Jirou shrugged.

"Okay, okay, would you be quiet for a second? Okay, your name?" The school nurse silenced
Kaminari, and asked Jirou.

"J...." Before Jirou started to tell her name, she suddenly went into a coughing spree. Kaminari
patted her back and told her information for her.

"She's Kyouka Jirou. Class 3-1. You alright?" Kaminari said. Jirou nodded.
"Okay, Kyouka Jirou...... I'll check your temperature and things now. Got it?" The school nurse
asked.

"O...kay. Sorry, just choked on my saliva." Jirou replied, clearing her throat. The nurse got out of
the curtains and soon returned with some medical equipment. She first started with the
thermometer. She put it inside Jirou's mouth and put it out after a few seconds. The nurse checked
the temperature.

"37.8 point Celsius..... You have a slight fever."

"I think the temperature dropped than before....?" Jirou said, touching her forehead. After the nurse
checked her temperature, she checked her throat. Nothing was wrong there despite she had a violent
coughing spree.

"Nothing wrong with your throat... I see that you don't have a cold?" The nurse said. Jirou nodded.
"I....had a stomachache before instead of a sore throat." Jirou told the nurse.

"Hmm, okay. Then are you in your period?" The nurse asked. Jirou slightly blushed but shook her
head.

"Okay, then what did you eat before today?" The nurse asked again. Jirou answered.

"Uh.....nothing?....." The nurse's eyes widened, and Kaminari looked at Jirou with a surprised
expression."Really? Like, you skipped two meals at once?" Kaminari interrupted. The nurse
hushed, and continued her question.

"Okay, so...... can you explain what happened or how did you feel before collapsing?" The nurse
asked.

"It was....bad. Like.....I couldn't even lift my head up because of the dizziness, nausea, and the
fever. About the consequences of fainting...... Uh...... honestly, my memory ends......like in the
classroom?..... I don't remember more."

"Okay....? Kaminari said you were found collapsed in the hallway. But you don't remember
anything about that?"Jirou shook her head in response. The nurse turned her head towards
Kaminari. "Do you know anything?"

"Uh......I think she wanted to go to the toilet?......" Kaminari replied awkwardly and slightly eyed
Jirou. It was probably a signal to make up a story that sounds natural. Jirou laughed. "Is the
question over? I think I have to go to the toilet for real now." Jirou said, looking at Kaminari.
Kaminari laughed at Jirou's quote.

"Okay, okay. My question is over now. The time's getting late now. You two should go home."
The nurse said, helping Jirou to get up. Jirou finally stood on her feet and exited the small area
with the curtains. She shivered at the cold air outside the curtains and found her backpack laying
on the floor.

"Uh..... Who brought my bag?....." Jirou asked in confusion.

"Oh, that? Me. I brought it from your classroom." Kaminari said, raising his thumbs up. Jirou
struggled to lift her backpack, but she eventually managed to carry it. Kaminari also exited the
curtain area, and went to find his bag, which was close to Jirou's. The school nurse looked at Jirou
with worried eyes, but the time was getting late. She had to send them home.

"Okay, so...... Jirou, you have a fever, so make sure to get some rest. Thank god it's Friday....?
Anyway, I'll get you some basic medications. It will help your fever to go down. Take this after
dinner. If the symptoms get worse, visit a doctor properly. I'm sorry that I can't do more because of
the limits of the school's facilities......." The school nurse said as she went to get some medications
for Jirou. Jirou gladly received it and politely bowed to the school nurse before leaving the room.
Kaminari also bowed to her and exited the room with Jirou.

As Jirou exited the room, she met with the silence in the school hall. The nurse's room was on the
first floor, so she could directly see the school entrance from there. The entrance, which was
always filled with students going home during the exact time, was empty. As Jirou experienced the
awkward silence in the building, Kaminari tapped her shoulder.

"Wah!" Jirou screamed in surprise. Kaminari laughed.

"What, you're scared at this? Come on, I thought you were more than that." Kaminari said, calming
down Jirou. Jirou said while soothing down her thumping chest.
"You......almost.....gave me a heart attack......" Yes, Jirou didn't usually get surprised at that kind of
action, but she was extremely sensitive because of her fever. No wonder she was surprised at
Kaminari's simple tap. Seeing Jirou acting like that, the air between Kaminari and Jirou became a
bit awkward.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Uh......how are you feeling now?....." Kaminari asked, breaking the air of
awkwardness between them. Jirou calmed down, and finally decided to talk.

"Don't.....ask. I.....just want to go home and sleep for like.....3 days or so." Jirou said, sighing.
Kaminari also sighed in worries. "Here, give me your bag, I'll take care of it till we get home." He
said as he gave his hand to Jirou.

"Huh?......"

"Come on, I can't let a sick person go home alone? Come on, give me your bag. You look like you
will collapse in seconds if you don't get that thing off your shoulder." Kaminari said. Now he was
just downright removing the bag from her shoulder. Jirou tried to give up, but it seemed her actions
weren't going to work, so she just let Kaminari take her bag.

"Thank.......you." Jirou said in a small voice that almost only she could hear it.

"You're welcome? Anyway, let's get going. It's gonna be late." Kaminari replied with a smug face.
He somehow heard it? Jirou blushed a bit, but she soon followed him.

"Anyway, what time is it now exactly?" Jirou asked him. The nurse said the time was pretty late,
so what time was it exactly?

"Oh, the time? Let's see...... 5:30? Geez, almost 2 hours past since school ended." Kaminari said,
checking the phone.

"Gotta hurry....then..... But so.....tired....." Jirou said, slugging.

"Don't rush it. I'll try to keep it your pace." Kaminari said, slowing down. Jirou weakly smiled.
Thank god he was here.
"Jirou? You alright? Come on, we're almost there!" Kaminari said, tapping her shoulder. But it was
no use to her. Her conditions became worse. Worse than when she fainted. Kaminari's voice just
echoed through her superhuman ears, and his taps felt like All Might's punches. Not only that, but
walking was also a pain to her. Each step was heavy like a rock, and she had to use all of her
energy to maintain her balance.

"I'm....fine..... Just..tired....? I guess?...." Jirou said between pants. It was a lie. Yes, an obvious lie.
But she didn't want to burden Kaminari more than this. She already made Kaminari carry her
things, and now she was making him worry. The only solution she could think of was going home
as quickly as she could.

"Okay, let me help you, give me your arm. We're almost there now, don't hesitate." Kaminari said,
lending Jirou his shoulder. Jirou tried to refuse in the first time, but she realized that she couldn't
walk back home without some sort of support. So she just gave herself to Kaminari.

With the support of Kaminari, their speed drastically increased. They were pretty slow in the first
few seconds, but Kaminari quickly caught Jirou's rhythm, and almost carried Jirou to her home.
After five painful minutes to Jirou, they finally reached their destination. Jirou's house.

Jirou's house was a regular detached house with two floors. The house had a small yard in the front
and the back. The yard had a pretty cared-for look because of Jirou's parents, who loved gardening
in their free time. There weren't any special features despite that. The house was pretty decent but
nothing so special. Right there in the front door, there was a little panel that was written her family
name, '耳郞'.

"Finally! Your house! Jirou! We're here! Jirou?" Kaminari told Jirou, who was leaning on his
shoulder. Jirou didn't respond in the first time, but she finally lifted her head, and saw her home.
Finally! A place where she could properly rest! Jirou put on a weak smile on her face of relief.

"Thanks.....Kaminari...... I can go on my own now...... Sorry for taking your time......" Jirou said,
now standing on her own, trembling legs. Jirou stretched her arm to receive her bag. Kaminari gave
back her bag with a worried face.

"You don't need to apologize, but..... Are you really okay now?......" Kaminari asked, giving her bag
back. Jirou weakly nodded, facing Kaminari for the last time.

"I'll....be okay, so...... You go back to your home, okay? Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Thank
you, Kaminari, for helping me today......" Jirou said, slightly lowering her head to Kaminari.
Kaminari put a small smile on his face.

"If...you say so...... Then...... See ya, Jirou. Get well soon!" Kaminari said in his usual energetic
voice as he started to return home. He waved his hand to Jirou, and she returned it to him. She kept
standing in front of her front door until Kaminari disappeared from her sights. After a few minutes,
Kaminari finally disappeared from her sights, and Jirou was finally alone again. With the weight of
the bag and the feeling of being alone on her shoulders, she sighed. Without anyone or anything to
comfort her next to her, she could feel the headaches and the cramps returning to her. Clenching
her eyes shut because of a rush of headaches, she opened the front door and finally entered the
house.

Entering through the front door of her house, she threw her bag inside the house before the door
even closed. She just had to get the weight off her shoulder. She took off her shoes and socks as
fast as she could to remove the pressure off her feet. Now completely free from the weights and the
pressure, she walked through the passageway that led to the living room. But it was strange. Her
parents should be here somewhere, but the house was strangely quiet. And the living room
was....dark?..... No one was there? Feeling the strange atmosphere, Jirou limped to the living room.
And as she expected, no one was there.

'What....the....heck?....' Jirou thought to herself, collapsing to the couch. She searched for the light
switch with her hands, and eventually found it. Soon, the room went bright. After the room got
bright, she straightened herself up to take a look at the entire living room. The living room was just
as normal as it was before, but she saw something in the kitchen. To take a look, she stood up,
feeling like her body weighs a ton.

Into the kitchen, she went, and she spotted a small piece of paper and.....a.....meal?

'Dear Kyouka, as we informed you weeks ago, we have to stay outside for a day today. Sorry for
keeping you alone, but we prepared dinner and things to eat for tomorrow's breakfast for you. Eat
well, and stay healthy. We love you, and see you tomorrow ;)

Jirou Mika
P.S. Breakfast is in the fridge.'

Jirou sighed as she sat on the chair, holding her mom's letter. She weakly smiled while reading it,
and almost laughed as she saw her mom's little emoji use, but she wasn't in the mood for eating.
Most importantly, she felt that she just couldn't eat anything now. She glanced at the dinner in
front of her. Rice, baked fish, miso soup, and some other side dishes. It was a good meal, and she
would usually enjoy that. But today? Nope, just no. Even though she skipped two meals, she just
blankly stared at the dinner in front of her. But as she got reminded of her parents' effort to prepare
this before they left, she couldn't just ignore it and go to sleep or whatever. Besides, the school
nurse said 'take the medicines after dinner'.

'Guess.....it wouldn't hurt to have it a try?.....'

Jirou finally decided to have some food, but as she finally put some food inside her mouth, a wave
of nausea hit her. It seemed like her body couldn't take the food in. But she tried her best to at least
swallow the first spoon in, and she eventually succeeded.

'Nope, no, not gonna do that again......' She thought to herself as she put down the spoon back on to
the table. Guess she's skipping everything today. After she gave up on eating something, she
headed to the sink and prepared a glass of water. She searched for the medicine the school nurse
gave her inside her pocket, and she immediately swallowed it with the water after she found it,
hoping it would reduce her fever. With the glass of water in her hand, she slowly slugged back to
the sofa and plopped right onto it. She took a deep breath, with her hand on her forehead, hoping
for the medicine to take effect soon. She just couldn't take the fever and the dizziness. She yawned
as the fatigue consumed her, and soon she went limp as she went to sleep.

To her bad luck, she woke up after 30 minutes or so as a strong wave of nausea hit her. She had
frequent nausea waves earlier today, but this one was the strongest she had ever experienced today.
Her eyes lit open as she felt her guts being twisted, and she immediately covered her mouth,
knowing what is about to happen after a few seconds. She bolted up and ran to the bathroom as
quickly as she could. After she reached the bathroom, she kneeled in front of the toilet without
hesitation and immediately started to empty her stomach's contents to it. It was a painful process.
Because she ate nothing except for the once spoon of rice and the medicine, only stomach acid
came out, the waves of nausea still hit her, and she still felt extremely sick. After a few minutes
(which felt like eternity) with infinite amounts of coughing, retching, and heaving, her stomach
finally settled down. She was a mess now, tears were dropping from her eyes, and her hair was a
dark-blue mess.
'This.....can't....go....any worse....' Now she was downright desperate. Desperate for some proper
rest, and desperate for some peace. She just wanted to go to her room, lay down to her bed, and
sleep for like three days. Flushing the toilet and rinsing her mouth, she cursed the fact that her
room was goddamn upstairs. Stairs, stairs. The last thing that she wanted to encounter now.

'Why the hell did I wanted my room in the goddamn second floor when we first came here?' She
complained to her past self as she carried her sluggish body towards the stairs, clutching her chest,
which strangely hurt. And the pain started to spread, a burning, scorching pain. It didn't feel like
regular cramps from normal sicknesses, instead, it felt awfully familiar......

Carrying her burning body, she slowly started to go up the stairs, which felt like climbing up some
mountains. She fought the aches present all across her body and the horrible dizziness, but despite
her efforts, her vision started to blur. Soon after, she could all of her strength being drained from
her body.

'Oh.....f........' Now her vision completely dark, her legs lost the support on her. With a loud thump,
she collapsed to her knees and her whole body became limp again.

"Hi."

".....?"

"Hi?....."

"W....ho?........ Oh......... fuck."

"Fuck? No no no no, no swearing!"

Jirou was in the void again, but this time, she didn't see any visions.

This time, she was with herself.

"Why...are you....."

"Ah, don't worry, I'm here because....you....seemed really tired! That's why! I'm here...to.... what
should I say....help you!"

Okay, she was now downright annoying. Why the hell?

"What.....the...."

"What?"

"You......took over me in the morning and screwed me up, and now you're taunting, and how
should I fucking say? My day's already been fucked up, and you almost blew up half of it. What's
left? Huh? What's left? What can you..... what, fucking provide to me now?"

"Nothing!"

"Nothing?"

"I mean, nothing!"

"What the fuck are you even......" Jirou was angry now.
"Ah, never mind."

"What.....in the actual...." This confusion was in the another level. All this shit was nothing? And
she was hearing that from herself, who was lurking inside the endless void. She couldn't see her,
she could only feel her and hear her. But the only person she had with her was her? And
that....thing? Or.....god, how could she define her?

"Enough talking...... While you are in this.....particular.....stage... I want...some more FUN. Yes,
even more fun than the one in the morning."

".....? Y....." Jirou couldn't finish her sentence. The void was suddenly moving, and it was engulfing
her. Across the thick void that was her voice, surprisingly filled with joy, but rather creepy.

"N...! C..m.... B....ck!" Jirou tried to scream to herself, but it didn't reach as she sank deeper and
deeper. The void now felt like some think water, and Jirou felt herself fade away again.

Not.

Fucking.....

Agai......

Jirou twitched.

Jirou twitched.

She was lying face-first in the middle of the stairs. Her hair still a mess of dark-blue.
Another twitch and that twitch now turned to real movements. She grasped her hands and grabbed
the stairs above her. She grabbed it tight, so tight that it might break into ashes.

Grabbing the stairs as support, she slowly straightened herself up. She stretched her body until it
made some popping sounds. She made a silent moan, enjoying this type of feeling.

After fully getting up, she punched the wall to maintain balance. The wall almost broke, but she
was lucky enough.

Now, finally tuned and good, she finally opened her eyes, which were clamped shut during the
whole time.

"Ah...... Finally......."

Her eyes,

Weren't the eyes with the shines of vitality.

Those were lifeless eyes.

 Eyes, staring into the void.

"About time, eh?....."

Chapter End Notes

 Okay, this took longer than expected.
Anyway thank you for reading!!!
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Uh......

It's about time.

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