My Hero Academia: Thunder God

"Uh... in terms of design concepts, I'd say I'm fairly confident. But let's take a look at the specifics first," Kaminari said casually, leaning back in his chair.

He wasn't one to downplay himself unnecessarily, but he also didn't think anyone was inherently better than him just because they were experienced or well-known.

"Alright, let's begin then," Yaoyorozu Manshi said with a satisfied smile. He stood and motioned toward the living room behind them, where everything had already been prepared.

"Wait a second, Mr. Yaoyorozu," Kaminari called, pointing to the untouched tea on the coffee table. "This tea—it's really valuable, right? Wouldn't it be a waste to leave it?"

He vividly recalled Momo's earlier explanation about how this was the finest black tea in the world, the so-called "Phantom Black Tea." Surely something this exclusive had to come with a hefty price tag.

"No matter how precious it is, it's still just tea," Yaoyorozu Manshi replied dismissively. "What matters more to me is creating a combat suit that will keep my daughter safe."

He paused and glanced at Momo with an unmistakable look of fatherly concern. "She's the first in our family to pursue the path of a professional hero. Nothing is more important than her safety."

Kaminari exchanged a glance with Momo, noticing the warm, grateful expression in her eyes. Internally, he couldn't help but marvel. What on earth did she do in her past life to be born into such a perfect situation in this one?

It was almost unfair. Momo wasn't just a top-tier student with incredible abilities. She had everything—a brilliant mind, a supportive family, unimaginable wealth, and to top it off, a kind and down-to-earth personality.

"She's basically flawless..." Kaminari muttered under his breath as he followed the father-daughter duo into a room that was relatively modest compared to the rest of the estate.

Well, "modest" by the standards of the Yaoyorozu family. For anyone else, it was extravagant. The room was lined with polished wood, accented by expensive oil paintings Kaminari didn't recognize but assumed were worth an absurd amount of money.

"The head of the family."

A young man in a crisp suit greeted Yaoyorozu Manshi as they entered. His demeanor was formal and professional, but he didn't smile.

"Hmm."

Manshi nodded in acknowledgment and took the main seat at the head of the conference table. Kaminari and Momo sat down across from him, waiting for what came next.

"Let's begin," Manshi instructed.

The suited man nodded respectfully, then tapped a hidden console. The lights in the room dimmed, and the surface of the long conference table lit up with a soft golden glow. Moments later, a massive holographic projection materialized above it.

"We've received a total of 734 submitted design ideas for the combat suit. Among them, we identified 15 as the most viable."

As the man spoke, the hologram shifted to display the selected designs. They were neatly organized in rows, each accompanied by detailed specifications.

"Wow, there are so many..." Kaminari leaned forward, scanning the projected designs. The range of concepts was impressive, everything from gloves to boots to accessories.

One idea, in particular, caught his attention. It involved creating a full set of jewelry using SIS memory alloy. Each piece of jewelry had a unique function: one ring emitted cold air, another generated flames, while a pair of earrings provided communication and surveillance capabilities.

The highlight was a sleek, silver-white necklace designed to store and release energy, generating a protective shield in case of an attack.

"Is that all of them?" Kaminari asked, swiping through the holograms and noticing a distinct lack of something. "I don't see any designs involving transformation. Isn't the main feature of SIS its ability to change form?"

"The jewelry concept was designed by the well-known Dutch designer, Holland," the man in the suit explained. "He believes the quantity of SIS available is too limited, so instead of focusing on its transformative properties, he opted for designs that maximize its potential in a single form."

"Limited quantity?" Kaminari frowned. "Exactly how much SIS do you have? Don't tell me it's only enough to make a few pieces of jewelry."

"It's not that bad," the man replied calmly. "Based on calculations, there's enough SIS to create either a single top or a pair of pants, but not both."

"The reason most designers avoided using more SIS is because they felt their concepts were strong enough without relying on its transformative features."

"Hmm..." Kaminari leaned back in thought, his mind drifting to his own battle suit. He wasn't entirely sure how much SIS it had used in its construction, but considering it could transform into the equivalent of golden armor, it had to be quite a lot.

Despite its weight, the suit never felt heavy when worn, thanks to its integrated AI, which distributed the load evenly.

"So, do you have any ideas?" Yaoyorozu Manshi asked, breaking the silence. Momo turned to Kaminari with a look of quiet anticipation.

"Well," Kaminari began, rubbing his chin, "I don't really have a good sense of how much SIS we're talking about. Could you show me something more visual? Like, how much material are we actually dealing with?"

"Of course."

The man in the suit nodded, though there was a slight flicker of skepticism in his expression. Still, he remained professional and respectful.

A moment later, a holographic model of a sphere appeared above the table. It was roughly the size of a yoga ball.

"Huh..." Kaminari examined the projection thoughtfully. "I do have an idea, but it's not for a traditional combat suit. Actually, I don't think a wearable design would be ideal for Momo."

"Wait—'Momo'?" Manshi raised an eyebrow.

"Kaminari stammered, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. "We just call her Momo sometimes, haha..."

Manshi gave Kaminari a blank stare, then turned to his daughter, who looked equally embarrassed.

"Alright, let's hear your idea," Manshi said, sighing.

"Okay, but first, let me ask—does the Yaoyorozu family have access to AI?" Kaminari asked.

"Of course," the man in the suit replied. "In fact, the holographic system you're using right now is controlled by an artificial intelligence."

"Well, that makes things easier." Kaminari exhaled in relief. It was hard to imagine a family like the Yaoyorozus not having cutting-edge AI.

"Alright, I'm going to need the AI to assist me. But first, clear these designs from the display." He gestured to the 15 holograms hovering in front of them.

"Oh, and one more thing, none of the designers who worked on these concepts actually handled SIS memory alloy in person, right?" Kaminari asked.

The suited man hesitated for a moment before nodding. "That's correct."

"Well, there's the issue," Kaminari said matter-of-factly. "They've never experienced SIS firsthand, so all their designs are based on ordinary materials."

He emphasized the word ordinary, his tone carrying a hint of exasperation.

"That's why they couldn't think outside the box. Designers like Holland dismissed SIS's transformative potential as a waste of time because they were stuck in conventional thinking."

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