My Hero Academia: Thunder God

Two hours later.

"Phew…"

Kaminari let out a long breath, finally leaning back in his chair after finishing his explanation.

"Can I get some water?" he asked, clearly parched.

"Also," he continued, "I'd suggest implementing the functions and modes we just discussed in batches. There's only a month left until the final exams. I don't know what they'll entail, but there's bound to be some practical training involved."

He glanced at Momo before addressing her father. "So, I think it'd be best to prioritize the main, core functionalities first. That way, Momo can test them during the exams."

Yaoyorozu Manshi nodded thoughtfully, then turned to the young man in the formal suit. "Did you hear that? Do as Kaminari suggested."

"Yes, head of the family," the young man responded with a respectful bow. Afterward, he nodded to both Kaminari and Momo before heading toward the door.

"Hey! Don't forget my water!" Kaminari called after him.

"Got it. Just a moment."

The conference room door closed with a soft thud.

Kaminari turned to Momo, curiosity gleaming in his eyes. "By the way, I noticed he called your dad the 'head of the family.' Is he part of the Yaoyorozu family too?"

Momo nodded. "Yes, he's from a collateral branch of the family. Honestly, I don't even know his name."

Kaminari chuckled. "Well, I can't say I'm particularly interested in his name either."

At that moment, Manshi addressed Kaminari with a solemn tone. "Kaminari, I want to thank you for your help today. If there's ever anything you need, and it's within our family's power, we'll make it happen."

Kaminari immediately realized there was more to this than simple gratitude. The Yaoyorozu family wasn't just being polite. They'd likely done a full analysis of him long before today, just like Mitsui Buntais had. This was an investment, an effort to cultivate a strong relationship with him.

Of course, Kaminari understood this. Neither the Yaoyorozu family nor the Mitsui family would ever put all their resources into just one person. But due to his unique circumstances and the personal connections he'd built, it was clear he was someone they both valued.

Kaminari wasn't bothered by this. In fact, he welcomed it. In a world like this, no one could thrive alone. Connections and alliances were essential.

"Thank you, uncle," Kaminari replied with a warm smile, accepting Manshi's goodwill.

After a brief pause, Kaminari spoke again. "There's something I've been wondering about, though. I hope you can clear it up for me."

"Go ahead," Manshi said with an encouraging nod.

"It's about SIS. On the way here, Momo mentioned that the three major countries have been spending heavily on acquiring SIS for decades. That's why its price is so astronomical, right? It's also why I ended up getting targeted back then," Kaminari said, his tone serious. "So, I'm curious, what exactly are these countries doing with SIS?"

Manshi hesitated, his expression conflicted. This wasn't information that was typically shared with outsiders. However, as he looked at Kaminari, the boy who already had a full set of SIS-built equipment, he decided it wouldn't hurt to reveal a little.

"Alright," Manshi said after a moment of thought. "I'll show you a video. You'll understand after watching it. Ebisu."

The virtual Nine-Tails on the conference table vanished, replaced by a high-definition 3D projection.

The scene depicted a sleek black fighter jet soaring through the clear blue sky. Below, the ground was engulfed in chaos—smoke, fire, and destruction stretched as far as the eye could see. It was unmistakably a battlefield, and judging by the scale, it was a massive one.

"This is…" Kaminari's eyes widened in surprise.

"This is Kolkata, India," Manshi explained, his voice grim. "What you're seeing is a conflict between the Indian National Army and the Meta Liberation Army. That fighter jet? It's a reinforcement sent by the US."

"The Meta Liberation Army?" Kaminari repeated, confused. The name was unfamiliar, as was the idea of a single fighter jet being sent as reinforcements. "What difference could one fighter jet possibly make?"

Manshi smiled knowingly. "Keep watching. You'll see why this particular fighter jet is so extraordinary."

Kaminari turned his attention back to the projection, watching more closely this time.

The scene shifted to reveal the two opposing forces. On one side was the Indian National Army, a modern military force equipped with tanks, armored vehicles, and standard-issue firearms.

On the other side was the Meta Liberation Army, a ragtag group of individuals with mismatched clothing and minimal weaponry. However, what they lacked in conventional equipment, they made up for with extraordinary Quirks.

Kaminari watched as members of the Liberation Army used their Quirks to decimate tanks and vehicles with ease. Despite their lack of formal training, they were overwhelming the regular military forces.

"The emergence of Quirks was like a nuclear bomb," Manshi explained. "It shattered India's deeply entrenched caste system. Vaishyas, Shudras, and even slaves who awakened powerful Quirks began to rebel against the Brahmins and Kshatriyas.

"At first, the Indian government was able to suppress them. But then, the Meta Liberation Army appeared. They absorbed these rebels, trained them, and organized them into a formidable force.

"By the time the world realized what was happening, it was too late. The Liberation Army had established a stronghold in India, and their influence began spreading to neighboring regions."

"So that's why US got involved?" Kaminari asked, his tone calm despite the heavy explanation.

"Exactly. The United States government decided to send reinforcements to contain the threat."

"But what does this have to do with SIS?" Kaminari pressed.

Manshi gestured to the projection. "That fighter jet you're watching, it's made entirely of SIS."

"What?!" Kaminari exclaimed, stunned. "An entire fighter jet made of SIS?"

In the video, the jet suddenly dipped into a sharp dive, heading straight for the Liberation Army's forces on the ground.

"Wait, what's it doing? That's a suicide dive!" Kaminari shouted in alarm.

But just as he said this, the jet began to disassemble mid-air. Pieces of its frame shifted and reconfigured, transforming at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within seconds, a towering black robot, about ten meters tall, landed on the battlefield with an earth-shaking crash.

The robot, now equipped with a glowing energy shield, immediately began attacking the Liberation Army with a variety of advanced weaponry.

"Transformers?!" Kaminari blurted out, completely dumbfounded. "No… wait. Considering the situation, it'd be more accurate to call this a 'Sentinel,' right?"

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