What My Quirk Novels & Stories

Zaina snapped and emphasize the word ‘so-called love’ by quoting this word using her hands. Thanks to her. She saves me from the tension they gave me. “So?” he shifted his gaze at me, waiting for my response. “Huh?” How many times did I utter “huh” in our conversation? I don’t get what Quir was trying to point out. It’s vague; I sense no appropriate words on my mind as my response. The more this conversation takes longer, the more I couldn’t comprehend what they were talking about. Why do I have to be this slow minded?

May the blessing of Gaearandys be with me. I stepped into the dais and the barriers protected the audiences, I closed my eyes and pictured my core slowly meditating and spreading my mana all through -out my body, sending my mana energy into my wand, I flicked my hand and performed my quirk. A magic circle appeared hovered in the air and glowed, a soft breeze passed by every person in the hall, I started to whisper my chant, and performed a wind spell that will leave everyone in awe.

How do you handle a situation where you’re hopelessly outmatched? Come up with a one-in-a-million longshot and hope to get lucky? My track record suggested not. Yuqi, a fellow Visitor from Planet Earth, loomed over me, a spiral of warped vines twisted into an approximation of the female form constructed from giant pipe cleaners. Only the head manifested any kind of permanence; a ball with limp horns hanging on either side. A jester with killer material. The only weapons available to me were my quickness of thought and ability to engage my opponent on a psychological level.

“Sherry…! Comfort me…!” Persia then buries her face on Sherry’s blazer. “Hehe, There, there…” Sherry replied delightedly and held Persia’s hand. “…Mnn. Sorry.” I apologized. Seeing Persia’s poor look, I rubbed her head out from the feelings of guilt. “Anyways, what’s your strategy?” August pulled us back to the topic. “Ah, before that— what kind of special abilities do you guys have? Perhaps an like Kuroyuki…? I don’t think you guys could really make it to the S class with just this kind of weapon.”

Or can I use chakra like Naruto, or perhaps Haki like Luffy? But if this world has something like magic or any superhuman ability, then there'll be creatures with freakish strength that I don't stand a chance of beating. That's a frightening thought. I'd sooner die than think about it. "Riaru... what's an enhancement?" Eh? No response? And she's pouting? Did I say something wrong? "I told you to call me Ria..." Eh?! That's it? She is spoiled! "Ria... what's an enhancement?"

"Stupid! Of course I only found out how after the ZhijuMoya power was in my body. ZhijuMoya is a Yokomoya that grants multiple powers to one's instincts, making them an all-knowing human. By the time I found out that way, it was too late.”

What do I do if they asks me what the fruit looks like? I don't want to tell everyone about my analysis skill, it's not about selfishness, it's more about survival. I still don't quite understand this thing about skills and I'm at a clear numerical and strength disadvantage. Well, in the worst case I can say that I just recovered part of my memory. I finally decide to ask Hiraku to go up, he has way more health points than me and the risk is lower. "Hiraku, do you think you can climb up if Bob picks you up?"

he grins. Something tells me Trick does things on his own timetable and when he wants to shoot the shit, they talk all day. I wonder how I'm going to get in the apartment, but I don't want to come right out and ask. It seems forward, and I don't want to scare him off. "What does shooting the shit mean?" Riley pipes up from where she's sitting in front of me. "How can you put poo in a gun?"

In the awkward angle, Qusyairi’s body stopped like a statue, only his eyes blinked in confusion. “A question.” He whispered. “What is my attribute?” A chill crawled under Qusyairi’s skin even though he barely understood everything. Not many knew but his whisper skill only worked once any of his skin touched the enemy as he whispered small. Hence, he always thought that his attribute was a hassle. The split-second touch was enough.

grumbled Meilani as she glared at the cocky person. Laughing in response, Quaan then replied, “You misunderstand me, Meilani! Why on earth would I mock you? No, I’m just here to ask who defeated your elder sister! You know, just in case I bump into them on the streets! If I do, I’ll surely do your sister justice by teaching them a good lesson!” Seeing how shamelessly Quaan was bragging, Gerald couldn’t help but chuckle in his mind. How naïve and amusing for a person who’s only in the Third-soul-rank of the Sage Realm to be this cocky!