MHA: Living as a Mineta is hard

He wasn't the only one who was curious why Nezu decided to call him.

Frankly, it was the first time Nezu called him at school, even though they often communicated with each other online. It might be weird for them to do so, but Nezu was his fan, so he often watched his videos on All-Tuber.

Yet Mineta would be lying if he wasn't wary of Nezu.

Nezu was one of the richest in the world, and his mind was definitely out of the world.

While he wasn't sure how good Nezu was at conspiracy, he didn't doubt how smart Nezu was.

If he was asked whether he wanted to become an enemy or a friend with Nezu, he would say that it was better to tame Nezu down since Nezu was useful and, if possible, he wanted to turn him into his slave, so he didn't need to go to work and had a leisure life.

However, it was impossible, and he knew he was overthinking.

Still, he thought about many things to ease the nervousness he felt.

Honestly, if possible, he wanted to become someone with a pure heart, always brave and clear, thinking they could solve anything as long as they thought so. Unfortunately, he wasn't that type of person, so he could only tackle various problems in his own way.

Honestly, he knew nothing would happen, but he was just careful.

Then, how did he say that nothing would happen?

The reason was simple. It was All-Might. After all, if All-Might decided to work in this place, without a doubt, this school would follow the rules, and nothing illegal would happen (probably).

At least on the surface, everything was clear.

Still, while he walked toward the principal room, he checked the reward he got from Jiro.

Calm manipulation (Intermediate).

He wasn't sure whether this reward was good since he didn't have time to study it, but it was useful, especially to escape.

What exactly did this ability do?

This ability allowed him to create a soundproof field and cancel all noises.

In other words, he could nullify the sound and manipulate the silence.

Combining this ability with his "Color Manipulation," his means to escape become even stronger.

*Knock!* *Knock!*

As he knocked on the door, Nezu's unique voice was heard from the inside.

"Come in."

"Excuse me."

He opened the door, and in that second, he observed the detailed room from every corner, finding so many cameras and other security devices, which made him realize that Nezu might be more paranoid than him.

"You have come, Mineta-kun!"

Nezu greeted Mineta happily.

It was their first meeting since they only did a video call before.

"Is there something you need from me, Principal Nezu?"

"Just call me Nezu-sensei. You don't need to get nervous." Nezu stepped down from his seat and walked toward him with his short legs.

Watching Nezu, he felt nostalgic somehow since he also knew how it felt to be short.

"Sit here. Is there something that you want to eat or drink? I have cheese tart, cheesecake, cheese sandwich, and various juices."

He looked at Nezu, wondering whether it was alright for Nezu to eat all of those things he mentioned above.

'Also, why are all of them cheese? Is he a mouse?'

Until now, he wasn't sure what kind of animal Nezu was.

Still, while Nezu was smart, he was an animal, and naturally, his diet was different from a human.

If he consumed human food, would he get sick?

Mineta couldn't help but feel curious.

"Then, grape juice and a cheesecake."

While he wanted to ask about other foods, it was better to choose the foods Nezu offered. Still, he knew he should be worried about the food which was given by Nezu, but he didn't have that worry since Kendo had given him a good reward.

'But if there's a poison, should I pretend to be poisoned?'

He still didn't know much about Nezu.

While Nezu was friendly during their chat, he wanted to be careful instead of sorry.

"Sure, wait a moment."

He sat down and watched Nezu take a cheesecake and grape juice from the fridge before he placed them on the table.

"Enjoy them. I got grape juice from Bordeaux and cheesecake from a seven-star hotel," Nezu said with a smile.

"...Is it alright for me to consume them?"

The rich were really different.

He sighed inwardly.

Also, was there a seven-star hotel in this world?

Would he be able to summon a dragon if he entered that hotel?

"Sure, sure. Why not? I have prepared them for you."

"...then, excuse me."

He would be lying if he wasn't curious and free food and drink was a good thing. He sliced a small part of the cheesecake with his fork and chewed it before he took the grape juice, which was poured into the wine glass. He swirled grape juice gently and sipped it elegantly.

"How is it?" Nezu asked.

It was good, this was what he could tell, but he felt he needed to say something more instead of delicious.

"I saw the Bordeaux vineyard before my eyes."

This was his best.

"Right?"

Nezu laughed happily.

"So why did you call me Nezu-sensei?"

He didn't think he had caused trouble in school, but he wasn't sure about the outside since he had just had sex with Kendo last night.

"Now, how is your life in high school?" Nezu asked.

"It's okay. It's just that I can't get used to how you can let many students destroy robots or buildings in the training area."

If he was in a different hero school, this kind of thing would be impossible. Only in the Yuuei could one destroy the building, robots, and many others without worry.

"Haha, you don't need to worry about that. If there's something that I don't lack, it is money."

"...are you inviting me here to brag?" His lips twitched. He didn't feel he was poor, but in front of this bear-like mouse, he felt he was poor somehow. Still, money wasn't his aspiration since its importance was rather small for him.

In a world where someone might destroy your house, create precious metals, or cause an economic crisis, many others things, the value of money was quite hard to determine.

"No, it's just that I want to request that I want to ask you."

"Request?" This caught his interest.

"But before that, can you handle school life?"

"Honestly, it is easier than I thought."

He didn't lie since he had learned most of the knowledge in high school, and his strength was already so powerful.

If there was something that he was worried about was the rampage of an individual with a super ability that was enough to destroy a country or two.

This was also one of the factors why he wanted to become stronger.

"Then, it's good." Nezu smiled and said, "My request is simple. Can you make a sculpture for me?"

"Sculpture?"

He was surprised.

Honestly, after he came to Tokyo, he hadn't made a sculpture, but when he was in Kamakura, he often made a sculpture from wood or rock. Naturally, he uploaded the videos on his channel, and as one of his fans, Nezu saw how amazing his sculpture was.

While he didn't want to brag, his random sculpture, which he made randomly on the park, beach, or forest, had become many trademarks in Kamakura, and many people often appreciated them. The leaders, politicians, and staff from the Kamakura City Assembly also supported him since his work caused the number of tourists that came to Kamakura to increase.

Even people from faraway places such as Hokkaido or Okinawa came to see his sculptures, and many from outside of this country also came, such as from China, South Korea, Thailand, and many others.

Yet the theme of his sculpture was far from being tame.

His sculpture was often related to a buddha, especially the wrathful deities, destruction, burning, hell, and many others.

His creation definitely wasn't something cute, and his sense of beauty was different from the norm since, for him, true beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally destroys.

He also felt a fleeting beauty was something more attractive than eternal. It was like morning dew or a bolt of thunder. When one saw a morning dew, one could see how beautiful the greenery glistened in the morning. And for the bolt of thunder, one would be stunned in place by how powerful the might of nature was.

Yet such a view only applied to his art, and it was definitely impossible to apply it to his way of life since he wanted to have a peaceful life and live as long as he could.

Still, he realized that he was weird for thinking so, but there also was another reason why he did his works with this type of theme.

His sense of beauty aside, in a world where villains appeared everywhere, if he made something cute, elegant, graceful, or something related, those villains might steal or destroy them. However, if he created something that evoked madness, wrath, misfortune, hatred, jealousy, greed, pride, and many other vices, who dared to cause trouble?

Instead, those villains might bow and worship his sculpture like a deity.

Still, the fact that some people worshipped his works made him speechless, but he didn't say anything since everyone had their own choices.

Yet it wasn't that he didn't understand them. He understood them since he knew they might be attracted by such destruction and madness since they hoped that the heavenly beings would destroy the world since, for them, living in this world was hell. However, they didn't have the courage to kill themselves and wanted someone to kill them so that they could achieve peace by death.

This thought didn't surprise him since, unlike him, who had a system, they didn't have it, so struggling in this society was the only thing they could do.

Yet knowing all of that, was Nezu still asking him to make a sculpture?

"But Nezu-sensei, since you know about my work, you should know what I am good at and what theme my work usually is, right? It definitely isn't something that can be presented in this school. "

He had always sculpted his work in a quiet and deserted place since his work wasn't suitable to be displayed in public. Instead, it should be displayed on the shrine or a special place and only appreciated by a few people.

"I know. I know. This is why I like your work!" Nezu said excitedly.

"Huh?"

He was even more confused.

However, Nezu suddenly stood up on the table, ignoring his response, the food and drinks on the table.

Still, he moved fast and held his cheesecake and grape juice while watching Nezu, who stood on the top of the table with a feral-like expression.

"The sculpture that I want you to make is something that evokes madness, struggle, anger, and pride in my life! I want you to present me with a sculpture where I trample those stupid humans beneath me, showing that their wit and pride mean nothing before me! However, this is too early for them to lose! I want them to curse me like a cursed spirit full of hatred and anger, which is enough to burn me like a fire of purgatory, but in the end, I am the one who stands on top of them! This will be a testament to my conquest! Symbol of my victory toward mankind!"

His eyes were crazed and bloodshot, and the scar on his eye was even more menacing, showing his true desire to dominate humanity.

"........."

"So, can you make such a sculpture for me? Don't worry. I will give you good compensation."

Nezu smiled brightly, but his eyes were full of madness when he made this request.

".........."

If he refused, what would happen to him?

Oh, by this point, he also realized who made the robots on the entrance exam.