My Hero Academia: Thunder God

Boom!

Boom!

With a series of dull explosions, several large clusters of "golden sand" appeared around the golden figure of Crocodile.

This was the result of Kaminari throwing out the remaining "Golden Poké Balls," each one releasing a surge of golden particles into the battlefield.

"All set up for you. The next step is up to you," Kaminari said calmly. Then, as if remembering something, he added, "Oh, and don't blindly imitate the skills from the database. Try using the techniques we practiced yesterday."

"Understood, Master," came the response from the Cancer's Golden Cloth. The voice was Pikachu's, but it left Kaminari feeling a pang of regret.

What he really wanted was for the Crocodile figure itself to respond with something like:

"Guhahahaha!"

"I know what to do. Just watch and learn!"

Even if it was over the top, it would've felt more alive. Kaminari couldn't help but wish that this "Sand Crocodile" could one day act more independently—maybe even fight alongside him like a true ally.

"Still, it's a bit too big," Kaminari mused. "Maybe I should try Gaara next time."

As Kaminari was lost in thought, Crocodile sprang into action.

With a swipe of its golden hook, two large masses of golden sand surged forward, forming a tidal wave that rushed toward Snatch like a roaring sea.

Snatch, watching the wave of sand coming at him, couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.

Am I not the Sand Hero here? he thought wryly. Shouldn't I be the one using a sand attack against him?

Still, as a seasoned Pro Hero, Snatch quickly suppressed these unnecessary thoughts. His focus sharpened, and his Quirk activated with precision.

Two seas of sand—one khaki, one golden—collided with a resounding crash, their clash dividing the training hall into two distinct zones.

"Oh?"

Kaminari raised an eyebrow as he observed the scene. The two sand masses pushed against each other with equal ferocity, neither giving an inch.

"How interesting. He can conjure this much sand?" Kaminari murmured to himself, his sharp golden eyes analyzing Snatch's ability.

At the moment, Crocodile's attack consisted of nearly 200 kilograms of golden sand. Including Crocodile itself, which had merged with the golden sea, the total weight had reached around 300 kilograms.

But Snatch's khaki sand was holding its own, which was surprising. After all, Snatch's body clearly didn't weigh anywhere near 300 kilograms.

"That means his Quirk must allow him to increase the volume of sand he can generate," Kaminari deduced. "It's not just a matter of transforming his body into sand, it must involve some form of augmentation through training or conditioning."

His thoughts turned to Snatch's combat uniform, specifically the Hero's muscular arms. It was clear that physical fitness played a significant role in the effectiveness of his Quirk.

"But if this is all he's got, it's still far from what I expected…" Kaminari muttered softly.

With that, he issued another command. One of the three remaining clusters of golden sand waiting in the air joined the battle, merging into Crocodile's "sea." The golden tide swelled, gaining another 100 kilograms in mass.

"Let's see where your limit is," Kaminari said, his tone calm but calculated. His golden eyes narrowed as he continued to observe.

"Pikachu, lift me up."

In response, a smaller cluster of golden sand broke away and flew beneath Kaminari's feet. As he stepped onto it, the sand carried him into the air, giving him a clear vantage point over the battle below.

The sight was almost surreal—Kaminari, hovering like a commander, watching a war unfold between two seas of sand.

On the ground, the khaki sand Snatch controlled began to falter under the pressure of the additional golden sand. It was slowly being pushed back.

But the struggle didn't last long before the two sides returned to an uneasy stalemate.

"Keep up the pressure," Kaminari ordered coolly. "But if he can't handle it, pull back immediately."

As he spoke, another 100 kilograms of golden sand joined Crocodile's attack, increasing the total to 500 kilograms.

Snatch, now fully immersed in the khaki sand, grimaced as sweat dripped from his forehead. Despite his best efforts, it was clear he was struggling to hold his ground.

"Hmph… where is all this sand coming from?!" he muttered, his voice tight with exertion. His lower body had already started retreating, and his upper body was forced to "elementalize" further to maintain control.

"Impressive," Midnight murmured from her position as referee. Her lips were slightly parted in awe as she watched the scene unfold. "Kaminari's combat suit alone is enough to suppress Snatch…"

Meanwhile, Aizawa, seated with Kaminari's parents, narrowed his eyes in thought.

"This is SIS alloy? A combat uniform… with this much combat power?"

Like most Heroes, Aizawa had always thought of combat uniforms as tools—useful, yes, but ultimately secondary to a Hero's Quirk. Today was the first time he'd seen one used as a primary weapon.

The scene unfolding before him was a revelation, challenging everything he thought he knew about the limitations of Hero technology.

But as he continued to watch, a sinking realization crept over him.

"Wait…"

Aizawa's gaze snapped to Kaminari, who was still hovering serenely in the air.

I've lost control of the situation.

His plan had been simple: if Kaminari went too far, he would use Erasure to cancel the boy's Quirk and stop the fight.

But now, Kaminari wasn't using his Quirk at all. Every move he made relied on the battle suit's capabilities. Aizawa's Erasure was completely ineffective against it.

And just like that, the contingency plan he'd been relying on crumbled.

Meanwhile, Kaminari hovered above the battlefield, fully aware of the shift in dynamics.

This was exactly why he'd put so much effort into developing his battle suit. Sure, it was flashy and cool, but its true purpose ran deeper. It was his countermeasure against individuals like Aizawa and Shinso, people whose Quirks were designed to neutralize their opponents.

In the past, Kaminari had been helpless against Aizawa's Erasure. No matter how much he refined his Quirk, it was useless if Aizawa could simply erase it.

But now… the tables had turned. Kaminari had become the one who could counter Aizawa, his homeroom teacher!

Remember the first time Kaminari met Aizawa? From that moment on, he had been thinking about how to deal with "Erasure," a Quirk far too overpowered in one-on-one combat.

Now, he had finally succeeded.

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