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Plot holes in every fucking chapter, one dimensional female characters, pointless villains with no real reason for being evil. How this manga got fucking serialized for 500+ damn chapters of filler, I’ll never fucking guess. I can't name one good takeaway from this story aside from jacking off material for preteens. Good luck finding any real substance in this shithole.
The incessant clicking of Katsuki’s fingers spiking against the keyboard echoed in the still quiet of the dorm.
Dawn was peeking out from under the suffocating drapes of his window, sunlight escaping through a slim opening and skimming against his desk top, informing him that he only had two hours at most until his first class of the day.
And that he had just wasted the entire night on a harem manga .
Before tonight he was certain he had already reached his lowest point scraping through the clearance sections of gas stations for groceries, but clearly there were deeper pits in store for him. Pits that included things like the twelve panel ogry he had to glance through to reach the end of the damned story.
The last chapter of My Hero Academia had dropped yesterday at 9 p.m., and accordingly, he’d been staring at his computer screen since. After picking the story up for the sake of some distant cousin who wouldn’t shut the fuck up about it in middle school, he had religiously followed the manga, completely floored by the story.
And how it seemed to completely outdo itself by getting worse and worse with every single update.
What started out as a typical shounen series, and one that could reach considerable heights with it’s stereotypical underdog protagonist and his heavily foreshadowed power up, quickly rolled downhill with the introduction of a harem of every woman the main character came in contact with (except his mother, but there were weird undertones to that relationship too (if the author could get away with it, Katsuki was pretty sure they would’ve been far more than just mother and son)).
For a while, the plot held on strong beneath the lewd material and it was easy enough to skim through the nudity when it was only a third of each chapter. In fact, there was a point in which Bakugou actually found himself excited for new updates and finding out what would happen next.
Unlike other shounen series, the manga followed a character who was more morally grey than anything else. Deku had gone through hell in his childhood, facing intense bullying from other students and even his teachers. As one of the few people born quirkless in his society, he had no way of defending himself and had to give up his dreams of becoming a Pro Hero early on. To make matters worse, he had to watch his childhood bully be praised by his favorite hero and become the next Symbol of Victory.
During high school, at some bland no name public school where he was friend-less and his torment continued, he was seeked out by the League of Villain’s leader and invited to join their team (which, okay—a bit plot convenient that they would seek out some random high schooler—but something had to keep the plot moving). And he agreed to do so. Which would’ve been loads more impressive a decision, had Toga Himiko not been pressing her chest up against him the entire time he was making it.
It was from then that his villainous tirade began as he leveled cities to the ground and kicked cats—the normal evil stuff. But despite the occasional cliche, Katsuki found himself enraptured by every new character introduced.
The story was brimming with them: there was Todoroki Shouto, who would agree to turn evil because of the pressure from his Pro Hero father (a storyline that got dropped for Uraraka Ochako’s meeting with alien tentacles); Kirishima Eijirou, who had been a shocking turn since he was Kacchan’s, the bully’s , best friend and always seemed so righteous (reasoning never fully explained because Mina Ashido joined the villains in the same chapter and the author wasted several panels on her thighs); Kaminari Denki, who turned because he was under-appreciated and seen as a useless dumbass (and continued to be viewed as a useless dumbass since he joined at the same time as Jirou Kyouka and the author spent more time explaining her bosom than anything else in that arc).
Every character had potential that was inevitably kicked down for the sake of some sexual plot line. And it was infuriating.
Enough so that Katsuki found himself back at the keyboard again despite the fact that he still hadn’t completed— hell , started—an essay that needed to be done by the time he walked into class. Fuck all, it wasn’t like his grades were the highest right now anyway, and they hardly mattered more than his complaints about why no woman got a single plot line around ‘ Deku, fuck me! ’ and all the interesting characters were shoved to the back of the closet the second they so much as threatened to touch the level of the protagonist’s coolness. Stuffing a forkful of cold ramen into his mouth, he continued to type.
It was as he was explaining how someone who responded to his original comment was a dumbass, literally in the middle of typing out the word ‘idiot,’ that he began to choke.
Fuck. If I die because fucking ramen from a 100-yen store with shitty My Hero Academia opened up on my computer—
In the back of his mind, a cheery voice announced: 【Welcome to the system. During the opening of the「you can you up」system currently in its development phase, we wish to provide you with the best experience. It is our sincere hope that during the process, you will achieve what you have stated: to transform a borderline porno in accordance to your wishes into a high-end, expansive, and classic work. We wish you happiness. 】
Heaven wasn’t supposed to look like a shitty paint job and lumpy cot, he was pretty sure—but, then again, the docile lady who took his temperature a few seconds ago wasn’t the most satanic of creatures, so he couldn’t be in Hell.
“I don’t understand why you collapsed like that,” the vaguely familiar school nurse began, holding up the thermometer with a sheepish smile. “Your temperature is fine and there’s nothing wrong with your vitals.”
Sparing her only a half glance, taking in the sight of her electric pink hair (were school nurses even allowed to have their hair colored?) styled in an updo he wasn’t even sure was physically possible, he instead took in his surroundings in an attempt to place where the fuck he was. This didn’t look the slightest bit like the nurse’s office at his boarding school, and the lady checking his temperature was far too nice.
It was pretty standard for a nurse’s office, with its’ stale white walls and how cramped it was. The nurse’s outfit was a bit exposing for a middle school—he was pretty sure he was in a middle school judging by the school uniforms of the students around him—but he’d seen stranger things.
For instance, things like the boy across from him on another cot with ram horns sticking out of his head. Or the fact that the nurse had pressed two finger’s to his wrist and blurted out his blood type, heart rate and allergies without missing a beat as though she were reading his palm.
“Bakugou-san!” a loud gasp came from the nurse once again as she raced to his side. At first, he didn’t understand what caused her face to go so pale and her lip to tremble—and he didn’t care either as he was trying to place why exactly that name was so familiar—but then he followed her panicked orange eyes to his hands, and his breath stopped.
In My Hero Academia, Kacchan was one of the main and worst antagonists. In his introductory panel, it was revealed he had been one of Deku’s biggest bullies throughout their youth. In his second, he tossed his diary out the window and into a pond. In his seventh, he tripped a puppy. In his tenth, he kicked an old lady. In his twenty-first—no, in most every panel, he was committing a crime against humanity.
During the first volume, he tricked Deku into getting kidnapped by the ‘Sludge Villain’, and only saved him after AllMight (Deku’s favorite hero) showed up to win his favor. It worked the way he wanted, and he later ended up becoming the next ‘Symbol of Victory’, despite the fact that he was anything but and constantly killed and injured his coworkers and citizens. He was one of the main reasons many heroes like Kirishima Eijirou and Uraraka Ochako got fed up enough to switch sides.
But morals had never really fazed Katsuki and he would've been fine being the scum villain if it meant he got to live comfortably and rich the way Bakugou did.
The issue was what happened in the seventh volume, after high school.
That was the arc in which Deku fully received Shigaraki’s powers. And the first thing he did with them was find Bakugou, skin him alive, and pound him to a pulp.
Katsuki personally preferred his skin to be attached to him and didn’t think he’d appreciate being a pulp.
The voice was back again. 【System activation successful! Binding your role: Midoriya Izuku’s rival, The Symbol of Victory, Ground Zero, ‘Kacchan.’ Quirk, Explosion. Points: 100 】
“Bakugou-san!” the nurse insisted, voice high enough to cause ear damage.
Hearing it (or rather, feeling it in his liver), Katsuki returned to the issue at hand. His hands were exploding.
Kacchan’s quirk was known to be powerful enough to wipe whole buildings off the face of the Earth. In volume two, he exploded a (notably full of elderly and orphans) city in 2.7 seconds. Thankfully, the mini explosions here weren’t big enough to cause more than a few light burns and there didn’t seem to be any old folk or children nearby, but that didn’t make the pops and sizzles any less terrifying.
It took him up until the nurse had a fire extinguisher aimed at him to recall what was causing the explosions.
Right before she could coat him in white goo, he slammed his hands against the mattress and rubbed vigorously. The sheets were covered in a highly reactive substance—but at least the building wasn’t under immediate bomb threat anymore.
Looking up, he came face to face with his audience. The kid with horns had stopped sucking on his cherry lollipop--his mouth was wide with surprise, the candy hanging off the tip of his tongue. There was a guy with bat wings at the door staring at him as if he was the freak. In the corner of the room, a girl with polka dot hair that had been cowering a second earlier, was peeking through her fingers at him. Even the nurse, still aiming the extinguisher at him, looked confused.
“Uh. My bad,” he said, at a loss at anything else he could say.
The nurse squeezed the trigger of the extinguisher.
As Bakugou Katsuki gets coated in a watery, white substance, the voice without a vessel announces, blithely: 【Violation: OOC. -10 Points. Points remaining after deduction: 90 Points. 】