"Igarashi, someone is looking for you outside."
Aizawa suddenly walked over and spoke quietly to Masata.
"It seems to be a student from the Support Department. Go check—maybe it's someone you know."
Hearing this, Masata's eyes immediately lit up.
Aside from the Hero Course, the only Support Course student he really knew was Hatsume Mei.
If she had come looking for him, then—
His battle suit was probably finished.
Sure enough, when Masata reached the entrance of the Gamma Training Ground, he saw Hatsume Mei standing there, struggling to hold two large boxes in her arms.
The moment she saw him, she grinned brightly.
"Hey! Come take a look at your battle suit! I've been working on this nonstop for days!"
Although Hatsume Mei didn't officially have authorization to modify hero costumes, Power Loader did.
And since Power Loader was also deeply interested in this technology, the two of them had practically stayed in the lab for four straight days, barely sleeping, just to complete this suit.
With excitement, Masata took the boxes from her hands and placed them on the ground.
He opened them.
Inside lay a fire-red suit, neatly folded.
Beside it was a pair of polished leather boots.
In the other box were a white cloak and a pair of black gloves, carefully folded and placed in the center.
"Since you gave me so much hair, the cloak turned out really long," Hatsume Mei said proudly. "It'll probably reach your calves. Honestly, I don't get why you want a cloak. It seems useless to me."
Her excitement was no less than Masata's.
Although Power Loader had helped, most of the work had been done by her own hands.
In a sense, this was her first true hero costume.
"Haha… the cloak is for style," Masata replied awkwardly, scratching his head.
In truth, he had modeled it after the admirals' uniforms from One Piece.
Back in his previous life, he had always thought their cloaks were impractical.
But they looked cool.
So he kept the design.
"Hurry up and put it on!" Hatsume Mei urged. "Only the owner can bring out its full potential!"
She was eager to see her "baby" in action.
Masata was just as excited.
If the suit worked as intended, he would finally be able to fight without worrying about destroying his clothes.
Inside the locker room, he changed into his new costume.
Then, together with Hatsume Mei, he returned to the training area.
"Masata… what are you wearing?!"
The students stopped training one by one, staring at him in surprise.
The crimson suit perfectly outlined his powerful physique.
His broad chest stretched the fabric tightly.
The black gloves and boots reflected light sharply.
The long white cloak draped over his shoulders gave him a commanding presence.
On the back of the cloak were four large characters:
Ember Messenger
Along with Masata's hero emblem.
It fluttered proudly behind him.
"So cool!"
"Is that your new costume?!"
Kirishima jumped down from a nearby platform, eyes sparkling.
"Yeah," Masata said with a smile. "It's brand new. You guys are the first to see it."
He gently touched the fabric.
Although it was made mainly from his own hair, it felt just like high-grade cloth.
And because it was formed from his hair, the suit felt like part of his body.
Especially the cloak—it rested lightly on his shoulders but never slipped.
To others, it almost looked magical.
"Hey, Bakugo!"
Masata suddenly shouted.
Bakugo, who had been training nearby, turned around with a scowl.
"What do you want, magma bastard?!"
"Hit me. With your explosion."
"…What?"
Bakugo stared at him.
What kind of stupid request was that?
Still—
He was more than happy to blast Masata.
After all, this guy never got hurt anyway.
"Fine! Take this! Die!"
Bakugo raised his palm.
"Armor-Piercing Blast!"
A straight-line explosion tore through Masata's body.
A massive hole appeared in his torso.
From the other side, everyone could even see Bakugo's furious face through it.
"Hiss… that's brutal!"
"Bakugo went too far!"
Some students cried out.
Bakugo snapped back angrily.
"What are you yelling for?! This idiot can't get hurt anyway!"
He was the one who followed Masata's request, yet he was getting scolded.
His mood dropped even further.
"Die already!"
He slapped his palm onto Masata's shoulder.
Another explosion tore off Masata's arm, turning it into splashing magma.
"Careful, you'll get constipated if you're that angry," Masata said calmly, still joking.
Magma surged from the damaged area.
In seconds, his arm regenerated.
And—
This time, even his clothes restored themselves.
Masata touched his suit in surprise.
It was still at normal temperature.
That meant—
The suit could adapt to his elemental transformation.
Just like his own body.
He didn't even need to think about it.
The suit followed his will naturally.
He didn't understand the exact mechanism.
But the result was perfect.
"My baby is amazing!"
From below, Hatsume Mei cheered loudly.
After seeing the results, her excitement finally faded.
Exhaustion hit her all at once.
She collapsed onto the ground and fell asleep almost instantly.
After four days without proper rest, now that her work was complete, she could finally relax.
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