When they returned to the stadium they announced the last event, a tournament. The top 16 people of the winning team were selected to fight.
Albert Hiroyuki, Ida Tenya, Mina Ashido, Mashiro Ojiro, Ochaco Uraraka, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Hanata Sero, Fumikage Tokoyami, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya, Momo Yaoyorozu, Hitoshi Shinso, Mei Hatsume, Nirengeki Shoda.
Of the 16, three dropped out. Mina Ashido, Hanata Sero, and Nirgengeki Shoda. Their reason? Albert, Bakugo, and Todoroki.
"Alright!" Midnight said. "We are of need of three replacements! So Shizaki Ibara, Itsuka Kendo, and lastly Neito Monoma!"
They then had everyone deiced the battle order by lottery.
Round 1: Midoriya Vs. Shinso.
Round 2: Todoroki vs. Ibara.
Round 3: Albert Vs. Ojiro.
Round 4: Monoma Vs. Yaoyorozu.
Round 5: Itsuka Vs. Tokoyami.
Round 6: Uraraka Vs. Kirishima.
Round 7: Ida Vs. Hatsume.
Round 8 Bakugo Vs. Kaminari.
"Heh~" Albert looks at Ojiro. "If you want I can handicap myself with only one arm?"
"…No. I wish to fight you at your best! I do not want pity!" Ojiro said confidently.
"Fine by me. A match of martial artists it will be."
Coming up to Midoriya was Nirgengeki Shoda, a student from Class 1-B. A chubby young man with short ice-blue hair and round face.
"H-hello Midoriya." Shoda said.
"Oh Shoda from the other class, is there something you wanted to ask?"
"Yes. I am merely doing this as a warning but be wary of Shinso. The last thing I remember was talking to him and everything went blank."
"Went blank? What do you mean?"
"As I said, talked to him and blank. That's all I know, so goodbye and good luck. I know your known to break your bones."
Before tournament could begin they put on some fun activities. For the ones fighting they did what they wanted, either to relax, or prepare both physically and mentally.
For Albert he simply slept in the contestant prep room. He simply rests his body and mind. He thinks of nothing. Time and space seem to fall around him in this state he put himself in.
"Albert. Ribbit."
He opens his eyes to see Tsuyu.
"It's my round right?"
"Yes, Midoriya and Todoroki won."
"Hmm… Midoriya won huh?"
"He broke a finger but yes. Ribbit."
"Welp." Albert sits up. "Time to shine. Thank you."
While Albert left the waiting room, Monoma entered the room.
"Hm♫ Hm♫ Hm♫"
He entered it without a once of worry as he scans the room methodically.
He looked around to see if he can find anything that belonged to Albert that had his DNA. Unfortunately for Monoma, Albert was the worse person to try and find any DNA from.
"Tch! Why is this room so clean! Not even a hair follicle!"
Albert has been thoroughly trained to never leave behind evidence of his presence. So much so it has become a habit of his.
Walking to the stage the crowd roared to life seeing Albert take the stage.
"You're a popular one." Ojiro said stretching.
"You gonna complain? Whether you win or lose your gonna be benefit from it." Albert said doing some light radio exercises.
"Hm. Very true." Ojiro stepped forward, holding out his fist. "Then I hope I can at least use you to grow stronger."
Albert looked at the fist then to Ojiro.
"Fine by me. Make sure you see it; you won't be seeing it twice." He bumps his fists, and they go to their positions.
Present Mic then started the match.
"IT'S TIME FOR THE NEXT MATCH!! CLASS A'S PERFECT!! ALBERT HIROYUKI!!! VS!!! THE EARNEST MARTIAL ARTISTS MASHIRAO OJIRO!!! LET THE MATCH BEGIN!!!"
"Thud!!!" Ojiro immediately used his tail and leapt through the air.
"Hoh." Albert takes a few steps to the left.
Crash!!
Ojiro lands next to him, barely missing him by a mere inch.
"Haa!!" Ojiro could not let him take the lead, the second that he does the match ends there.
Ojiro came at him with everything he had. He threw punches, kicks, tail swipes, jumps, anything he can think of and do he did.
But it was not enough, it will never be enough, and he knew it.
'I can't hit him! Not matter what I do or how much I try he always narrowly dodges! Of course I knew this would be the result.'
Yet despite this. He at least thanked Albert for this opportunity for him to shine on the stage.
"Watch me carefully." Albert said in a low enough voice for Ojiro to hear.
Ojiro's slowly caught Albert. He felt he, himself was in slow motion.
'Is it me? is it him? Is he moving so fast this is all I could see or grasp!?'
Ojiro made a mental note to himself to never get on Albert's bad side.
Albert moved into his space, with a single solid punch to the center of his body.
"Gah!?" Ojiro spurted out saliva and his own air. The strike was so masterfully Ojiro couldn't but engrained this feeling to try and overcome it one day.
It was the perfect amount of force. It was as sublime as it was done effortlessly.
Ojiro is struck out of the ring just enough where his feet leave the ring, but he remained standing to make him look more impressive then he was.
"Aright. I'mma head back." Albert said to Midnight.
Midnight looked to see the whites of Ojiro's eyes and called the fight.
"The battle is over!!!"
While they are taking Ojiro away, Herod, Albert's Handler smiles.
'My oh my. Look at you making your peers stand out.'
Albert returns to the waiting room. He saw a note on the table. He walked over and read it.
"…How unfortunate." Albert neatly folds the paper and sits down.
"Is something wrong Albert?" asked Mélusine.
"A bit. I prefer to sleep and rest before a job. It helps keep me calm and focused. So I can't go out to the rest of the class and look at the fights."
"Is it can't or won't'?"
"Both. This is more like a ritual for me. A routine."
"Then I will wake you when your fight or if a servant is close by."
While Mélusine goes off to watch the matches Albert closes his eyes and sleeps.
Watching the Sports Festival, Tomura gets a bit irritated.
"Mmmm… That kid. I can see how they could possibly escape you Siegfried." Tomura looked back at Siegfried as he plays billiards with Kurogiri.
"He is a very cautions and impressive student." Siegfried said wearing a rather nice set of clothes. "I can still feel those strikes like it was yesterday."
"He is also a capable leader." Kurogiri added. "I can easily see him stopping and cutting any of our plans short. He is for certain a troublesome obstacle."
"Tch! Siegfried when given the chance focus on him and kill him."
"Yes… Master."
'When next I face him… I think I will die. That servant of his… Innocent Arondight. It is Lancelot's sword, but Lancelot has nothing to do with a dragon?'
This left Siegfried greatly confused on Albert's Servant's true identity.
"Anyway. Kurogiri should you be getting our new recruit?" Tomura said.
"Ah. It slipped my mind. Apologizes Sir Siegfried our match will have to be postponed."
"That's is fine, but I doubt a man of this Stains convictions would make him work for us?"
"That doesn't matter if he joins us or not. We will use him to grow our organization with those of likeminded convictions." Tomura said smirking ear to ear.