As the world-renowned number-one superhero of America, Jack S. Michael (also known by his superhero name, Star Spangled), made it his routine duty to fly all around America to get a bird's eye view of the entire country. With this, he could monitor brewing trouble and deal with it.
Most of the time, he would inform the local superheroes to deal with their local troubles, and if the situation couldn't be handled by the local superheroes, he would inform the Top Ten and then it's up to them to decide who would handle the case.
Furthermore, if the top ten superheroes of America couldn't handle it, then that's when Star Spangled would move by himself, working with either the top ten or the local superheroes to bring the situation under control.
For years, Star Spangled never missed a day flying all over the entire North and South America. Usually, it takes him a couple of hours or so, that's why he forced himself to develop the clean habit of waking up early. After all, as the number one superhero, there were still plenty of things he needed to do aside from that.
Today was no different.
Right when he was flying directly over Brazil, Star Spangled felt like relaxing so he flew a little bit higher, gaining altitude until he crossed the thermosphere. Usually, a normal person with the power of flight couldn't get this far, but this was Star Spangled we're talking about. He could easily withstand the harsh conditions of this atmospheric layer, all the while holding his breath for an extended period of time.
"Wait, what was that?"
Thanks to his enhanced sight, Star Spangled could actually see into space, and from afar, he saw a little red dot that shouldn't be there in the first place. "Is that a planet?" He continued asking himself.
While it resembled a planet, Star Spangled could've sworn that he'd never seen something like that before. That's why he started questioning the very reality he woke up in. He tried to take a closer look but there was a limit to his sight.
"I'd have to report it. That looks weird. Is it an alien threat? It could be... there might be another invasion." Star Spangled muttered to himself as he touched down in Brazil.
Everyone immediately recognized him when he descended. It was weird since Star Spangled rarely visits the country, and he even touched down in Brasilia, the capital of Brazil.
"It's Star Spangled!" Some of the bystanders muttered to themselves while they took pictures. For a moment, a minority of the people were a bit alarmed since the presence of the number one superhero could only mean that there was most probably a threat to their country or something along those lines.
In any case, Star Spangled was quick-witted enough to calm everyone down by telling them that there was no real danger involved. He didn't tell them about the weird planet-looking thing in space though, since that might cause a global panic.
"Is Mi Hermano here?" Star Spangled asked one of the passers-by as if he would know the whereabouts of the top superhero of Brazil.
Ironically enough, the top superhero of Brazil is actually Spanish-Brazilian and he goes by the name Mi Hermano. He got inspiration from a certain popular superhero in a series that has 'friendly neighborhood' on its name. It gave off the same vibes and it paid homage to his upbringing, that's why he named himself Mi Hermano.
"Um, he should be in his agency, right?" The passers-by calmly said in broken English as he handed the Star Spangled a huge piece of paper.
In response, Star Spangled gave his autographs to those who wanted it before flying towards Mi Hermano's agency building.
"Star Spangled, er, sir, what brings you here?" The security guard standing by the front entrance excitedly greeted him while tipping his hat.
"Is Mi Hermano inside? I need to make a report and collaborate with him and other superheroes. We've got an urgent situation on our hands." He continued.
The security guard almost choked up due to the intense pressure that Star Spangled released. Without further ado, he quickly opened the door for Star Spangled. "Right this way, sir, he's in his office at the moment." He continued.
"Thank you," Star Spangled responded as he amicably bowed his head slightly toward the security guard.
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A bell resounded throughout the entire dorms, signaling dinnertime. As if on cue, some of the doors in the dorms swung open and dozens of Disciples flooded the hallways. they all headed to the cafeteria to get their much-needed dinner for the night.
Thanks to Magnus Carter's spartan survival test, the group was given a day's rest to recuperate... well, only Satoshi's group was given this window of opportunity since the others dropped out on the first day.
While the majority of the Disciples were given another day of hellish training, the ten Disciples who survived with Satoshi had a day's rest as a reward. It couldn't even be considered a reward since they completely exhausted their energy and it might take more than a day to completely recover it.
Currently, the other Disciples were still doing their tests while the ten Disciples including Satoshi get to have one full day of rest.
"Hey, don't you think it's a little bit calm in here? Where are the Disciples?" Hansel asked, turning to his sister who was walking beside her. He fully knew that they were still outside doing some rigorous training while the ten of them enjoyed their rest.
Now, it was dinnertime and the ten of them went to the cafeteria to get some dinner before they spend their sweet time enjoying the facilities. The entire group opted to go swimming first, then they decided to relax by the jacuzzi while drinking some drinks.
"We're here." Gran Expatrio called out, saying hello to Bruce and Lucy who were also there with them.
Pretty soon, the other team also arrived, comprising Himura, Mitsuka, and Nanako. The peerless disciple and the other support unit who survived with them were also present.
Together, the ten of them sat on one of the tables so they could enjoy each other's company. After saying a couple of greetings to each other, the ten of them ate as if this was a normal occurrence for them.
At the back of their minds, they thought that maybe they didn't deserve this rest since Satoshi pretty much carried them through the survival test. However, they could also argue that it was thanks to their abilities that they were able to support Satoshi even if it was just a little bit.
"Don't you think we... you know... don't deserve all these? If it weren't for Satoshi..." Mitsuka trailed off. "No, instead of thinking like that, we should just thank him once he gets here!" She continued, slapping both her cheeks with her hands.
"Yeah, it was thanks to him that we were able to survive. We owe a lot to him, that's for sure." Gran said, as a smile briefly appeared on his face.
Without saying another word, he raised his glass to toast for Satoshi. The others followed suit and together the ten of them merrily ate and drank to their heart's content.
.....
Meanwhile,
"Are you sure you're going to leave?" Haruka coquettishly asked, leaning forward as she tried to convince Satoshi to stay a little bit longer. To be fair, she was just teasing him. She wasn't really planning on letting him stay.
"I can't impose on you too much, Haruka-san, you've done so much for me already. Also, I do think that I might return here soon." Satoshi scratched his head. His last statement really spoke out loud since he was fairly certain this wouldn't be the last time he'll end up in the infirmary.
"Hmm... that's true... okay then, I'll be waiting for your return. Don't overextend though, Satoshi, you're pushing yourself too hard." She advised while pouting her lips.
"I'll be in your care, Haruka-san," Satoshi said before heading out of the infirmary.
The moment he stepped out, he noticed an aura so intense that it almost curdled his blood. He felt like he would choke if he didn't maintain his composure.
"Midoriyama Satoshi," Someone called out to him from behind.
It was none other than Magnus Carter.
"H-hai~?!" Satoshi yelped the moment he turned around. Inwardly, he exclaimed, seeing that Magnus Carter was really there talking to him.
Clearing his throat, Magnus Carter approached Satoshi, toning down the pressure that emanated from him so Satoshi wouldn't feel as powerless in front of him. "I'll get straight to the point."
At this point, Satoshi was already panicking. He had no idea why Magnus was talking to him. 'It must be because of my performance, right? Did I do something wrong, wait~?' Satoshi anxiously said to himself.
"Would you like to come to my wing as a Disciple? I mean... do you want to be my Disciple?" Magnus asked out of nowhere, causing Satoshi's jaw to drop straight to the floor.
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