![]() “I suppose… I could….” Kiibo mumbled, his gaze settling on Ouma’s empty desk at the front of the classroom. The one time Ouma had punched him to surprise him, the Ultimate Supreme Leader had exposed Kiibo to some rather foul language. In just a few months’ time, he had been dubbed Ouma’s favourite punching bag. He hadn’t known this peace since arriving at Hope’s Peak Academy. Of course, Kiibo had noticed Ouma’s absence. I wanted to ask you to visit him today to see how he is doing and to share your notes with him.” Tsumiki-san told me that he is terribly ill, this time for real… it seems. “You might have noticed that Ouma-kun is absent today. I will be happy to help as long as your request falls within my capabilities.”Īkamatsu put her hands together, signalling with her body language that was she was about to ask Kiibo something she couldn’t just ask anyone. It wasn’t every day that Akamatsu came to ask a favour of him! The gentle smile on her face was no match for the wide grin that appeared on Kiibo’s face at being asked that question. “I was wondering if I could ask a favour of you as the class representative.” Kiibo sheepishly closed his notebook as he looked up to lock eyes with the Ultimate Pianist. ![]()
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