(Kata POV – Field Gamma)
I extend my arm in silence as Midnight clips the final cuff around my wrist, her smile as mischievous as always.
'Eight total.' I count internally with a resigned sigh.
“There we go.” Midnight steps back, brushing her hands off with a satisfied grin. “Now I’m gonna activate them, so… brace yourself, sweetheart.”
I nod indifferently.
'Two cuffs on each limb, and all are made by i, of course. Hopefully they're safe.'
Unlike the high density weights used in canon, these are on another level. I scan the cuffs and notice powerful electromagnets hidden within them that interact not just with each other, but with receivers and emitters scattered across Field Gamma to generate force.
‘They set this whole thing up ahead of ti?’ I frown. ‘This has Nezu's all over it.’
If the cuffs could manipulate gravitational fields, they'd be useful anywhere. But I don't think that level of tech is available yet, and knowing i…
'I'm being used as an experint to test her babies.'
And these weights are overkill for one training exercise.
The cuffs glow red and begin to vibrate faintly. The air around shifts as they co online.
“They’re scanning your body and gathering data now.” Midnight says, her eyes glued to the control tablet. “The system’s gonna adjust the weight to match your max output automatically.” Her grin stretches wider. “Exciting, isn’t it?”
I raise an eyebrow. “Exciting how?”
She taps her chin thoughtfully. “Well, I’ve only ever seen you calm and composed.” Her eyes gleam. “I’d love to see you sweat a little… tremble under pressure, rise to et the challenge… Push yourself past your limits.” She says with a happy sigh.
“…So not because you’re a sadist who enjoys watching people suffer?”
Her lips curl upward into a wicked smile. “If you put it like that,” she hums, her voice deepening slightly, “I wouldn’t mind watching you squirm. All tense and breathless, your muscles straining, your body soaked in sweat…” She wraps her arms around herself and shivers, lost in so fantasy.
I stare at her for a long mont, and sigh.
'She’s hopeless.'
Then the cuffs finally flash green.
A low chi sounds, followed by—
CRACK—CREAK—CRKKK
A blast of dust erupts at my feet as the ground beneath splinters, spiderwebbing in every direction. The reinforced concrete buckles instantly, crushed under a sudden, enormous pressure. My muscles lock up, instinctively bracing against the force.
‘Damn… that’s heavy.’
The cuffs drag my arms downward with brutal imdiacy. My shoulders strain, tension spreading like wildfire through my limbs. I spread my stance to counterbalance the crushing weight.
Midnight’s eyes dart between the tablet and . Her confident grin falters, brow furrowing.
“…This has to be a glitch.” She mutters, tapping rapidly. She looks back at the cracked cent. “Kata… if you had to guess, how much are they weighing right now?”
“Fifteen tons each.” I say flatly. “So… a total of 120.”
She chokes slightly.
'i really outdid herself this ti.’ I think. ‘And even more shockingly, it didn’t explode.’
At most, I can lift around 50 tons. Which ans it's shockingly accurate given the weight distribution.
Thirty tons per leg makes basic difficult, but manageable…
'I thought I'd get a few 100kg as the handicap, but this practically immobilizes .’ I think, trying to ignore the weight. 'They did say to use my quirk to counteract it though.'
That way it'd split my focus, and hopefully give everyone a fighting chance.
'But I care more about my own comfort.' I conclude, sending a surge of Telekinetic Energy into my body, reinforcing my muscles, tendons, joints. I increase the output until I've boosted my strength tenfold, making the current weight a breeze.
The strain vanishes instantly.
‘Much better—’
KRACKKKK!
The ground beneath shatters again, a deafening thunderclap as the weight suddenly spikes. The cuffs blaze bright red, reacting to the power boost, and amplifying the weight in response.
The pressure on my limbs multiplies. Again.
'…You’ve got to be kidding .'
I feel my legs sink another inch as the concrete gives way completely, pulverized into fractured chunks as I sink into solid concrete.
I frown slightly as I use my quirk on the bracelets themselves, counteracting the weight they're causing .
And then, to mock , they flash blue, and the electromagnets throughout Field Gamma buzz to life as the weight stops being applied downwards and shifts randomly.
I imdiately counteract each shift, otherwise I'd be flung into a wall.
‘i… what the hell did you build?’ My lip twitches slightly.
The air around warps faintly with the sheer force of the opposing energies at work.
Midnight watches all this unfold with a mix of awe, confusion, and excitent.
“This is going to be so much fun.” She laughs, her eyes sparkling with barely restrained glee.
'Why am I not amused?'
(i POV – Field Gamma, Monitoring Room)
“Hehehehehe…”
I can’t help it. The laugh bubbles up and spills out of like steam from an overheating engine.
“They work! My babies work!” I squeal, practically bouncing in my chair. “Mommy’s so proud of you!!”
On the monitor, high-res footage streams in real ti—an overhead shot of a beautiful, glorious concrete floor, absolutely shattered under the crushing glory of my weighted-cuff system.
The cuffs buzz as the weight rises. Crack—crack—KRKKK! goes the ground. My grin stretches wider.
“Ohhh~ just look at the feedback! It's completely stable!” I slam my palm on the desk. “Take that, everyone who said dynamic load sync was too unstable to control in field conditions!”
I zoom in on the test subject. Broad-shouldered, silver-haired, stoic expression.
“…Hmm?” I tilt my head. “He looks familiar…”
From the back of the room, a light chuckle erupts. “He was your teammate during the Sports Festival.” Nezu offers, perched on an elevated seat with a steaming cup of tea, watching everything calmly.
I blink. “Was he?” I tap my lips with a finger, frowning in concentration. “Was he the one I used to show off my babies during the Cavalry Battle?”
“…Yes. That was him,” Nezu confirms in an amused voice.
“Hmmmmm.” I stare a few seconds longer.
'Oh, right. Kata Sothing. Kata-Kun. Kato? Katsu? Doesn’t matter.'
“Oh well! Doesn’t matter anymore!” I chirp, spinning back to my workstation. “He’s just a moving chassis—perfect for stress testing my sweet, sweet babies!”
I start flicking through readouts—live biofeedback, quirk-usage trics, muscle strain overlays—every beautiful number I could ask for… all pouring in from my precious, cute little babies.
“Fascinating! They’re already adapting to his quirk output and body strain. And the feedback doesn't show much delays!”
Nezu takes a sip of his tea. “I’d thought you’d have kept in contact, considering his rising popularity.”/AMV_WEAKLY
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