My Hero Academia: Thunder God

During the several-hour train ride, most passengers occupied themselves with reading newspapers, listening to music, or playing games. Kaminari, however, had his head buried in a book titled Berkeley Physics Course.

The edition he was reading wasn't the modern "SI" version widely available on the market but the original publication from the 1970s. Of course, such a rare book wasn't something he owned, it had been kindly lent to him by Momo.

"Dad, look! Look!"

"I found a Pikachu! Pikachu!"

"Oh? Really? Show me where you caught it! Maybe I'll take a walk there later..."

The playful conversation nearby caught Kaminari's attention, pulling him from the depths of his studies. He glanced to the right, where the voices had come from, and spotted a father and son seated across from each other, both engrossed in their Nintendo 3DS consoles.

Judging by their excited chatter, they were playing a game together. However, Kaminari couldn't help but notice the apparent age gap. The boy seemed around seven or eight years old, while the father looked to be in his late thirties or early forties, though it was hard to tell if his appearance was deceiving.

"Pokémon still has this kind of hype?" Kaminari mused aloud.

But his comment went unnoticed. The father and son remained completely focused on their game.

"Don't use Vine Whip!"

"Pikachu's health is already down to half! If you use that move, it might faint. Pikachu's only level 5—use 'Tackle' instead!"

"Got it!"

"Bulbasaur, use Tackle!"

"Yes! Pikachu didn't faint! It's still hanging on by a sliver of HP!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Throw the Poké Ball now! Quickly!"

Kaminari watched the scene unfold, his expression blank as they continued to ignore his presence.

"Really, uncle? You're a grown man, yet you're as excited as a kid. Isn't that a bit much?" Kaminari thought to himself, slightly amused.

"I caught it! I caught Pikachu!!"

The boy suddenly shouted in excitement. Luckily, the carriage wasn't too crowded, so no one seemed to mind the outburst.

"So there really is a game..." Kaminari thought, curiosity piqued. Instead of interrupting further, he pulled out his phone to check online. After a quick search, he confirmed that his father's company had indeed collaborated with Nintendo to launch a game.

"It was officially released three days ago," Kaminari muttered to himself. "Looks like Dad's career is still thriving. That's good to see."

As his thoughts drifted, a new idea popped into his mind.

"Since Dad's ventured into the gaming industry, maybe I could pitch some ideas for games that don't exist in this world yet?" Kaminari's mind raced. "I wonder if he plans to just sell the rights or if he's interested in forming his own development department."

The possibilities began to snowball in his head. If his father were to establish a dedicated game development team, Kaminari could contribute so many ideas from his memory. After all, his mind was filled with creative concepts and intellectual properties.

"If it works out, we could create something like a Pokémon version of League of Heroes!" Kaminari's excitement grew. "Replace the 'Heroes' with Pokémon, let players start as trainers instead of summoners, and turn the wild monsters into wild Pokémon. For instance, the Dragon Boss could be swapped with Giratina, and we could introduce five legendary Pokémon with different attributes as replacements for the Elder Dragon."

His imagination spiraled further.

"Flame Pokémon like Moltres could boost player damage. Rayquaza could increase movement speed, while Lugia could enhance healing abilities. The possibilities are endless!"

The more Kaminari thought about it, the more excited he became. His inner "gamer soul" was fully awakened.

"And there are so many Pokémon to choose from. We'd never run out of new heroes to introduce!" He grinned to himself. "But this time, we can't partner with Nintendo. We'd need to keep it entirely under our control. This game alone could secure our family's fortune for generations!"

With these thoughts fueling his excitement, the train eventually reached its destination. Kaminari disembarked, though the father and son remained seated, still immersed in their game.

However, something was off. The station sign didn't say "Saitama." Instead, it read "Shizuoka." Clearly, Kaminari wasn't heading home just yet.

"First, I'll stop by the Shizuoka District to drop off my battle suit with Dr. Tenma and check on Tetsutetsu's suit while I'm at it," he muttered.

With this plan in mind, Kaminari quickly exited the station and hailed a taxi. At this moment, all he wanted was to wrap things up quickly so he could finally return home to see his parents.

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The taxi ride was much faster than walking. Within minutes, Kaminari arrived at his destination: a traditional Japanese two-story wooden house. After paying the driver a fare of 4,000 yen, he stepped inside.

Akemi greeted him at the entrance and led him straight to the laboratory, where Dr. Tenma was waiting.

"Finally! I've been waiting for you!" Dr. Tenma's tone was as cool and professional as ever, though there was a faint trace of impatience in his voice.

"Does that mean you've figured out the idea I told you about?" Kaminari asked eagerly.

"I've got a rough prototype in mind. It should work!" Dr. Tenma said with a confident smile. Gesturing for Kaminari to follow, he added, "Come with me. I'll explain the concept and show you something."

Kaminari nodded and followed the doctor closely. Soon, they arrived at the same room where he had first seen the "Cancer's Golden Cloth."

This time, however, the cylindrical glass case held something different: a large white coat. As it slowly rotated within the display, it exuded an elegant aura, almost as if it were being gently blown by the wind.

"That's... Tetsutetsu's new combat suit!" Kaminari's golden eyes widened. The coat's design was impressive, but what truly caught his attention was the bold word Justice emblazoned across the back as it turned.

"Even though my suit is cool, this cloak has its own charm," Kaminari murmured, appreciating the craftsmanship.

"This combat uniform is finished," Dr. Tenma explained. "We've already notified Tetsutetsu. He should be arriving soon. Once he gets here, we'll go over the details of the design. But first, let me show you something."

Dr. Tenma turned to the ceiling and gave a command: "Sadako, bring out Prototype No. 2!"

"Understood. One moment," replied a delicate, feminine voice from seemingly nowhere.

Before Kaminari could fully process what was happening, another cylindrical glass case emerged from the ground beside the first.

"Huh? Is that... sand?" Kaminari stepped closer to inspect the new display. Inside the glass case was a pile of golden sand, glowing faintly under the light. It wasn't a small amount either—nearly two-thirds of the case was filled.

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