Time flies and the years pass in the blink of an eye.

A month passed by.

In the month that passed, Hero's Clover was officially released with big advertisements. And it attracted great attention because for the first time, everyone saw the Number 2 Hero, Endeavor, being the 'advertisement figure'!

Ten chapters of Hero's Clover was directly released so that the curious ones could read them and think if it was worth it. Unsurprisingly, the novel's fame spread like fire when coming into contact with gasoline, those who were reading the novel did what you call free advertisement.

The fame grew to such a height that the money accumulated was already enough to make a Manga adaptation, as such, the Manga officially released the first chapter. Fuyuto was more than happy with the money he was getting and so was Mochizuki Touya, the Company's business blossomed like a flower.

Everyone was also curious - Who was the mysterious writer that made such a masterpiece? The only thing they knew was that he hid himself by the alias 'Dio'.

''I have to say, Fuyuto-san... You're an extremely gifted person, I wonder if you'll keep writing after you enter U.A?'' Mochizuki Touya said behind a screen, they were having a video-call to discuss the profits and the future of the novel and manga.

''Fuyuto? You thought I was Fuyuto but you were wrong, it was me, Dio!'' Fuyuto said as shadows suddenly covered specific parts of his serious face. Mochizuki Touya facepalmed as he was accustomed to the white-haired teenager's actions, whose face didn't change in the slightest bit.

''Now, being serious... Yes, I'll be writing even after joining U.A High School. I have already planned a new project after Hero's Clover ends but instead of giving you several chapters a day, I'll be giving just one to two.'' Fuyuto said as his face reverted to its normal state.

Mochizuki Touya nodded as they started to talk more and more as half an hour passed. After ending their video-call, Fuyuto remembered that he invited both Ojiro and Mirio to his house because every once in a week, they would spar.

Fuyuto was confident that today, he would be able to put up a fight against Mirio instead of being instantly defeated like before. Standing up as he heard bells ringing, he went to the gate of his house and saw that his best friends through the camera.

''Yo, Mr. Busy! Thought you would forget about our weekly spar this time since you are so busy recently.'' Ojiro said with a small smile while elbowing him in the shoulder. Mirio mimicked his actions and did the same on the other side of Fuyuto's upper body.

''I'm not that busy recently, it's just that my mother decided to suddenly increase the intensity of my training for the last ten months by twofold.'' Fuyuto said with a poker face but both Ojiro and Mirio could feel he was passing through hell and coming out alive.

Due to that, Fuyuto couldn't fight along with Ojiro against Mirio because it took him a few weeks before fully adapting to the new and intense training.

Last time they asked for Rei to train them... They could barely go home without trembling in pain.

At the same time, they finally understood exactly why Fuyuto was so powerful despite not having any 'formal' Hero training yet. Mirio patted his white-haired friend's shoulder lightly before saying: ''Rest in peace.''

Ojiro: ''Rest in peace.''

Fuyuto: ''...''

Leading them to the courtyard he always train and spar against them, Fuyuto saw that Rei and Touya were already here, seemingly waiting for them to come. His older sister Fuyumi and older brother Natsuo had left in the morning because they were in +a university, none of them wanted to take the path of a Hero.

Touya looked at them before saying with a small yet warm smile: ''The weekly spar is coming again, eh? Such a grand event is happening again! Show Mirio how much you improved after developing 'that' ability!''

Raising his eyebrows slightly in surprise, Mirio felt slightly excited at the prospect of fighting with a Fuyuto who developed a new ability. Ojiro also smiled lightly as he said: ''Oh, it's what you said to me that you were developing to use against Mirio some time ago?''

Feeling betrayed, Mirio looked towards Fuyuto while wiping the nonexistent tears that came out of his cartoon-like eyes: ''So you were hiding such a thing from me all this time? I feel so betrayed!''

Chuckling at his reaction, Rei said gently: ''Now now, Fuyuto-chan, to think you hid such a thing from your best friend? Is this what I taught you as your mom, to be sneaky?''

Fuyuto felt he was pushed to a corner while looking towards Ojiro with a look that said: ''I feel like punching you.''

''Enough of that, hm? Mother, you taught me that I should always hide a trump card, while this won't be my trump card, it is something I developed based on father's ability. Let's start, Ojiro, Mirio.'' Fuyuto said indifferently before Ojiro stood by his side, both of them would go against Mirio together!

Pumping his fists together excitedly, Mirio prepared for the fight. Seeing their thirst for battle, Touya laughed before saying: ''Start!''

As soon as he said that, Mirio disappeared in the ground, however... Fuyuto expected that as Ice started spreading through the ground, leaving only a single spot without it. The blonde teenager ejected through that place and was greeted by a swing of Ojiro's tail right at his face!

Alas, Mirio just smirked as the Tail passed right through his face as if he was intangible. His hands extended forward, going to poke Ojiro's eyes that closed involuntarily.

All of that happened in a single fraction of a second and Mirio was going to punch Ojiro's stomach when suddenly, his fist was greeted by a hand. At that moment, the temperature rose exponentially before dropping once again, burning and freezing Mirio's hands at the same time.

Quickly retreating, Mirio stared in shock as he looked towards Fuyuto. The white-haired teenager's hair seemed to dance wildly upwards in a flame-like manner, it was as if his hair became Fire itself.

Fuyuto's icy-blue eyes also seemed to shine lightly as his fist was covered in an ice-like glove. Breathing lightly, his eyes locked on Mirio as he punched out continuously.

Streams of pale white-colored Flames burst forward, dancing along with the Wind as Mirio jumped and moved through the ground, dodging the Flames. For once, a smile appeared on Fuyuto's face as he said to Ojiro: ''It's time to avenge all the defeats we had against Mirio. Let's go.''

Ojiro just replied with a short smile as they advanced towards Mirio.

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