[MHCISQD] Chapter 261: Opening Day

After everyone introduced themselves, including Eri, they left the dormitory. Just at that moment, the voice of Present Mic echoed through the entire school's broadcast.

"Hey, teachers, students, and esteemed guests! Regardless of age or position, let's go crazy and have a blast! The grand show is about to begin! Let's all shout together!"

"U.A. Cultural Festival!"

"Officially!"

"Open!!!"

"It's starting," Renault exclaimed as they looked at the lively scene in the distant square. They turned to the others and said, "Well then, everyone, we have one more hour. Let's not linger outside and make the final preparations. Let's give it our all in the performance, and then we can relax."

"Oh!"

"Let's go!"

"Let's show them!"

Eri, holding Togata's hand, and with the other hand holding the lollipop given by Ashido, licked it slowly. She was very curious about the upcoming performance.

Eri had already witnessed Renault and others as U.A. students, as future heroes, and she greatly admired and looked up to them. However, she never expected them to have a performance at ten o'clock today.

She definitely wanted to go and watch!

But before that...

Eri looked at Togata and said, "Candy apple!"

"Huh? Well, we can, but what about the one in your hand..."

*Ka-ca!*

Before finishing her sentence, Eri bit and swallowed the remaining half of the lollipop in two bites. Then, with small steps, she ran to the nearby trash can and threw the plastic stick inside.

"I'm done."

Togata looked astonished at this scene but burst into laughter the next second.

"Alright, let's go buy a candy apple."

Eri behaving more and more like an ordinary child was exactly what they hoped to see.

With Togata, one of the Big Three, accompanying Eri, nobody worried. Renault and the others went directly to the backstage of the main auditorium.

Although there was about an hour left, nobody intended to wander around at this time. They changed into their carefully prepared performance costumes and began inspecting their equipment and stage props.

Ashido approached Todoroki, Kirishima, and Aoyama, saying, "You three, the spotlight is on you, and it's a crucial task. Can you keep up with the rhythm? No problem, right?"

Todoroki's face remained calm, showing no signs of nervousness. He nodded, saying, "We have practiced many times, so no problem."

Kirishima flexed his biceps and said, "Watch me!"

At this moment, Aoyama stopped being flamboyant, adjusted his belt, and confidently smiled, saying, "Enjoy my elegant performance!"

On the other side, after checking the condition of the bass, Renault sat down on a small chair to rest, holding his phone and reading the message sent by Mikoto. She would arrive at U.A. in about ten minutes.

[Today, I might not be able to pick you up. I'm busy preparing backstage.]

[It's okay. My mom and I can explore on our own. We've been here several times before.]

After finishing her text message, Mikoto glanced outside through the car window.

They were already very close to U.A. and Mikoto could see the giant balloons floating in the air within U.A., a clear sign that today was no ordinary day at U.A.

However, despite it being a festival, no external vehicles were allowed to enter U.A. and everyone had to park outside, without exception.

After parking the car, Misuzu and her daughter Mikoto got out and headed toward the school gate.

As they walked, Misuzu expressed her anticipation, saying, "Renault-kun is also performing, it seems like today will be very exciting, right Mikoto? You must be thrilled."

"Hmph, don't talk to me in that tone. I've long grown immune to your teasing," Mikoto replied, accustomed to her mother's playful remarks and choosing to ignore them.

Suddenly, Mikoto halted and looked towards the distance on the right. A faint spark of electricity flashed across her forehead.

Noticing her daughter's action, Misuzu asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mom, you go ahead. I spotted two familiar faces. I'll go to greet." Mikoto said, already planning to run toward the distant figures.

"Huh? Mikoto!"

"It's fine, I'll be back soon. You go ahead~!"

Watching Mikoto gradually run off, Misuzu sighed and continued towards the school.

As for Mikoto, the reason she ran off was that she had recognized two individuals. They were Gentle, whom Renault had sent abroad a month ago, and his little sidekick, La Brava.

Although it was just a fleeting moment, Mikoto trusted her own eyes. That attire couldn't be mistaken.

Their presence here indicated that they hadn't changed a bit and were up to no good, wanting to cause trouble.

"Hmph, I won't let you ruin the festival!"

As she spoke, Mikoto took out a black baseball cap and a mask from her bag, putting them on. She also pulled the hood of her hoodie over her head to conceal her hair.

Soon, she arrived at a small grove located on the east side of U.A.'s perimeter wall. As expected, she found the two individuals who were planning to sneak into U.A.

"Hey, what are you two doing so sneakily?" Mikoto lowered her voice and called out from behind the two.

"Ahh!" La Brava jumped in surprise and turned around, adopting a defensive posture. Then, she was astonished to see a girl wearing a baseball cap, a mask, jeans, and a women's hoodie standing behind them.

"A little girl?" Gentle turned around and looked at Mikoto. "What do you want?"

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that? Sneaking around U.A., haven't you learned your lesson?" Mikoto retorted.

"Huh?" Gentle was momentarily taken aback but quickly realized, "It's you!"

Immediately, Gentle became cautious because there were two people back then, and now there was only one. Was the other person lurking in the shadows?

Mikoto snorted and a faint blue electric spark emitted from her right hand. "So, you're continuing with your plan. Well, I won't let you have your way."

With that, she charged forward.

In fact, she initially planned to inform Renault. However, she realized that doing so might disrupt his performance and the festival. That wouldn't be ideal, so she decided to handle it herself. After all, she already knew Gentle's abilities and believed she could handle him alone.

Meanwhile, as the battle unfolded, a luxury car slowly approached U.A.

Suddenly, Mei, who was sitting in the car eagerly anticipating the cultural festival, sensed something and turned her head, catching sight of a dazzling electrical light emanating from the trees in the distance.

"What is that?"