My Hero Academia: Thunder God

"So, do you know if there's anything else special about this 'SIS memory alloy' besides it being so rare?"

"You're wondering why SIS memory alloy is considered so precious, to the point where people are willing to spend ridiculous amounts of money to acquire it, right?"

Momo smiled faintly, the corners of her lips curving upward. "The answer is simple—its value exceeds fifty million dollars, far exceeding that, actually!"

"That much...?"

Kaminari was about to follow up with another question, but Momo interrupted him, continuing without pause.

"But why is it worth so much?"

"Yeah."

Kaminari nodded. Of course, he knew some properties of SIS memory alloy, but it didn't seem like anything extraordinary to him.

He recalled that in the Marvel Universe, there were metals like Adamantium, nearly indestructible, and Vibranium, capable of absorbing kinetic energy. Those materials were rare in their respective worlds and boasted incredible properties, but even so, they didn't seem so exaggerated that people would go to war over them.

Or maybe they did? Did something like that happen, and he just wasn't aware of it?

It wasn't impossible. After all, in his previous life, he'd been a casual fan of comics at best. He wasn't someone who deeply explored the lore of Marvel or anything like that.

"It's because several major countries have been secretly acquiring SIS memory alloy in large quantities for decades now."

At this point, Momo's expression shifted slightly. Her usual composed demeanor gave way to a more serious and cautious look, as though she were describing something out of a nightmare.

"Major countries?"

Hearing this, Kaminari immediately thought of three countries—Russia, the United States, and China. Those seemed like the most obvious guesses, so he spoke up.

"Yeah, those three." Momo nodded. "But as for why they've been collecting so much SIS memory alloy, my father will explain it to you in detail later."

"Your father?"

"Yaoyorozu Manshi, the patriarch of the Yaoyorozu family?!"

Kaminari's voice rose in surprise, his astonishment evident.

Momo pursed her lips slightly, looking a little self-conscious. "Yes. Father said he wanted to meet you."

For some reason, she felt unexpectedly nervous, as though she were introducing a boyfriend to her parents.

Although she had already interacted with Kaminari plenty of times before, their families had always avoided any direct meetings. This time, however, her father had specifically asked to see him. It was impossible not to overthink the implications.

Kaminari, on the other hand, wasn't overthinking it in that direction at all. His mind was focused entirely on the prospect of meeting Momo's father.

In just a few months, would he really have met not one but two heads of top-ranking wealthy families?

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About forty minutes later, Kaminari arrived at the Yaoyorozu estate again, seated in a luxurious car. By now, he was quite familiar with the place.

But soon, Momo led him to an area he hadn't been to before. He couldn't help but ask, "Hey, we're not going to the library or the hall this time?"

"Not this time. Father asked me to bring you to the living room." Momo answered naturally, not slowing her pace.

"Alright then."

Kaminari shrugged casually.

It had to be said, this estate was truly massive. He'd only ever visited the main hall and library before, never exploring much beyond that.

Now, as he walked through the inner grounds, he couldn't help but admire the scenery. It was undeniably beautiful, with vibrant greenery, rare flowers, fountains, and elaborate statues decorating the path.

"Wow," Kaminari muttered, looking around. "I've heard that the Japanese are known for their garden designs, but this is really next-level. That said, the Yaoyorozu family clearly leans more Western in their tastes, huh?"

After walking for what felt like six or seven minutes, Momo finally brought him to a smaller courtyard nestled within the estate. This area was distinctly Western in its architectural style.

"Father!"

Momo's voice rang out as she spotted a middle-aged man in a casual suit not far away. She quickly walked over to him, her tone warm. Then, turning to Kaminari, she introduced him with composure.

"This is Kaminari Denki, the leader of the Pikachu Band."

"Hello, sir!"

Kaminari greeted him politely without hesitation. But beyond that, he wasn't sure what else to say. After all, how do you even begin a conversation in a situation like this?

"Haha, hello there!"

Yaoyorozu Manshi's voice was warm, his demeanor gentlemanly. He carried himself with the grace of an English aristocrat, though there was an undeniable air of authority beneath his pleasant tone.

"Come, have a seat. Let's chat."

"Thank you, sir."

Kaminari nodded and sat down next to Momo without fuss. Why stand when you could sit comfortably? That said, he was feeling a little nervous deep down.

The tension eased somewhat when a server in a sharp black suit and two maids in classic uniforms approached, setting down cups of steaming black tea in front of them.

"This tea...?"

Kaminari blinked at the delicate teacup in front of him, instinctively sniffing the aroma wafting from the tea.

It wasn't just him being dramatic, the scent was genuinely captivating, so calming that it felt almost magical.

"This is Gold-Tips Imperial," Momo said, picking up her teacup and inhaling the aroma with a satisfied look. "It's considered one of the finest black teas in the world. Among tea enthusiasts, it's even called 'Phantom Black Tea.'"

Then, glancing at her father, she added with mild surprise, "I didn't expect you to serve this tea today..."

Typically, even distinguished guests at the Yaoyorozu estate were served high-end Roya-Fiash tea. This 'Phantom Black Tea,' on the other hand, was something even Momo had only tasted five times in her entire life.

Yaoyorozu Manshi sipped his tea calmly before setting his cup down. "Let's set aside the tea for now and talk about the main reason I wanted to see you—SIS memory alloy."

"Sir, I've already learned some things about it from Momo," Kaminari said after a moment. "For example, I know that your family owns some SIS memory alloy."

He paused before joking lightly, "But I don't see how that has anything to do with me. You're not planning to give me some to make a battlesuit, are you?"

"Something like that."

Yaoyorozu Manshi nodded solemnly. Under Kaminari's shocked expression, he added, "But it wouldn't be for you—it would be for my daughter."

"Me?" Momo's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes."

Her father sighed softly before continuing. "You want to become a professional hero, don't you? I want to design a battlesuit tailored specifically for your Quirk, something that could protect you when using your abilities."

He glanced at her seriously. "Your ability is too reliant on teamwork. But what if, one day, you find yourself in a situation where you're on your own?"

He leaned back slightly, his expression growing heavier. "We've consulted with more than a dozen well-known equipment designers, but they all agreed—our current supply of SIS memory alloy is too limited to craft a full battlesuit."

Finally, Yaoyorozu Manshi turned his attention back to Kaminari. "And that's where you come in. From what we've learned, the battlesuit you designed yourself was good enough to earn recognition from Dr. Tenma."

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