AISHITERU BANZAI

A Hero Academia – Love Live Sunshine Crossover

by RougeBaron

ACT I

inspired by true story

Chapter 1: Summer Job

Class 1-b, UA High School,
Musutafu, Tokyo Prefecture,
July 20

The long awaited bell finally filled out the hall of UA High School, and Class 1-b erupted into a cacophony of exited cheers. It was the last day of school before summer break. Most students in Class 1-b already had plans to spend 6 weeks of summer, be it summer job, humanity project, or just plain enjoying the sun at the beach.

Yosetsu Awase cleaned up his books while listening to his classmates chattering about their summer plans. He slung his satchel bag over his shoulder and was getting ready to leave the classroom when one of his classmates Kosei Tsuburaba came to him.

"Awase! What is your plan for summer?" he asked with a wide grin.

"I signed up for a bicycle camp," Yosetsu replied halfheartedly. "The Annual Charity Youth Bicycle Race is coming up. I want to join the race and put myself in a competitive position." He watched Kosei's face gleaming in the afternoon light and he knew his friend had something big to tell him. "How about you?"

"I got myself a job as a security guard for Plasmagica concert in Tokyo!" Kosei drew a flier from his bag. "Plasmagica, Baby! Girls Rock! Whoo hoo!"

"Great, I'm happy for you," Yosetsu politely nodded. "You need to tell me all about it when we return."

"Hey, hey, listen to me," Kosei pulled Yosetsu's shoulder as he tried to leave. "We're talking about Plasmagica, man! It is huge! Fans are coming from all over Japan! They need a lot of guards to cover the area! I'm sure they will accept another security guard. Come with me, man! We get to see Plasmagica concert AND get paid!"

"Thanks, Tsuburaba-san, but I already have a plan," Yosetsu walked away.

"What plan? Riding bicycle all summer?" Kosei chased Yosetsu down. "That doesn't sound like fun. I'm talking about Plasmagica, man!"

"I don't even know what it is!" Yosetsu started to get irritated. He admired Kosei for his competitive nature, but sometimes he could become annoying.

"You don't know Plasmagica? What are you, 12?" Kosei rudely grabbed Yosetsu's shoulder and pulled a folded flyer out of his bag. "It's the biggest girl rock band in the country! Are you telling me you don't know this Goddess of Rock?" He flipped the flyer open, showing a goth girl with navy-blue hair and a blouse with similar color playing a heart-shaped guitar. "Cyan Hijirikawa, Baby! We get to see Miss Hijirikawa live on stage!"

"I don't know her," Yosetsu snorted. "Sorry, I'm not interested."

"Then do it for your friend," Kosei kept nagging him. "I need a wingman. A good wingman like you."

"Wingman?" Yosetsu stopped and looked at Kosei in the earnest. "Wingman for what?"

Kosei held the flyer in front of Yosetsu's face. "Cyan Hijirikawa, Baby!"

Then suddenly it was clear to him what his friend was planning to do. "Tsuburaba, saitei dana! You're gonna give this school a bad name doing this! Not to mention getting hurt! No! I'm not doing it!"

"Come on! Where is your sense of adventure?"

"Get away from me! I'm not doing it!"

Yosetsu briskly walked out of the corridor while Kosei nagged him, trying to convince him to go to Tokyo. But he knew Kosei well. He had a tendency to become a pervert, and although not as bad as Minoru Mineta from Class 1-a, it could potentially land him in jail, especially when involving a national celebrity like Cyan Hijirikawa. Supporting his quest was the worst idea ever.

Yosetsu rushed to the gym to meet the bicycle camp counselor, but he was stopped dead on his track by a piece of paper hanging on the gym door: BICYCLE CAMP CANCELLED.

"Chikuso! Cancelled?" Yosetsu grimaced. He asked several other students who also signed up for the camp, but nobody seemed to have any idea what was going on.

"Trouble, Awase?" Kosei arrived and shot a derogatory comment. "Some people are not dependable."

"Why so sudden?" Yosetsu drew his phone and called the counselor. "Sensei? Sensei? This is Awase, Yosetsu, from class…. Shinjimae! He's not picking up his phone!"

Kosei waited patiently as Yosetsu called a few numbers frantically. He observed the diminishing crowd until Yosetsu leaned on the wall, groaning in defeat. "Well, then, do you have a backup plan for the summer?"

"No…" Yosetsu massaged his temple in frustration.

"I got one, you know…"

"Tsuburaba, I'm not going to Tokyo with you…"

"Why are you so against making money?"

"You're not going to make money! You're going to use your position to get to Miss Hijirikawa…"

"Awase-san, how little do you think of me?" Kosei coined outburst. "I have a solid plan for the summer and you, Mr. Dignity that doesn't have anything for the summer, dare to insult my plan?"

"Are you saying you're going to work and nothing else?" Yosetsu started to warm up to the idea.

"Here's what we're going to do, boku no tomodachi," Kosei wrapped his arm on Yosetsu's shoulder. "We are going to Tokyo, and we are going to protect Miss Hijirikawa from perverted fans, like a couple of samurais defending the Lady of The Lake from zombies. When all the fiends are gone, we will demand a substantial payment, or we'll request an audience with the lady."

"I'm not going to be your wingman!" Yosetsu grumbled.

"Alright, forget about wingman. We'll do it like a couple of samurais. Come to Tokyo, do our job, get paid, then return to Musutafu a few thousand yen richer. And enjoy the music. You gotta enjoy the music. But when the opportunity presents itself, we're gonna pounce. What do you say?"

When Yosetsu didn't have anything else, any plan sounded good.

"Alright, fine, I'll go with you," Yosetsu finally relented.

"Yooshi!" Kosei threw his fist into the air. "Start packing! We're going to Tokyo in a week!"