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Hiyori may have had some other comments on the matter, especially after Jun mentioned that it wasn't a poolside outing, but Miroru's comment caught her off guard entirely. The tiny engineer felt her cheeks start to burn and was eternally grateful that her headset likely hid it, or at least most of it, from view.
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No one, aside from her mother, had ever given her such a compliment. Granted, being called pleasant to look at wasn't the best thing someone could be called, and many girls would hear something with greater praise. However, for Hiyori, as scrawny and small as she was, who had more in common with a washboard than an hour glass, it was quite the surprise.
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It was enough to distract her, for sure. Enough that her drones faltered in their flight for a moment before catching themselves. Hiyori, embarrassed about it, turned her head away for the time being.
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"Uhm, t-thanks..." She mumbled, and then turned back towards Miroru somewhat. "I've tried a few other solutions, but I can't make clothing, and even if I do make a top that looks like swiss cheese, it never fits right. Keeping any sort of hole aligned with my ports is basically impossible."
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Hiyori let out a sigh. "At one point, it'd have been nice, but now it's not really important to me. I just make do, as you can tell."
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Hiyori's drones darted about in the air, dodging most of Jun's projectiles thanks to their small size and nimble nature. Miroru's technique, however, proved a different story. The erratic nature of the movement, speed of the light, and her delicate control hunted the drones down and hit them.
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Hiyori mumbled again. She'd need to make adjustments to account for such things in the future.

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"You don't know?" Hiyori seemed slightly surprised that Jun didn't know how her own quirk worked. "Hmm... Oh? Me? Yeah, I can make things. I made some stuff for..."
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She stared at Miroru for a moment. "Rokuhane-san?" She didn't seem confident remembering the name.
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"Your quirk, though, sounds a lot more complicated than mine--well, maybe not more complicated, but more... weird in the feely way that you have going on there."
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"I suppose if everyone is going to start firing cannons or something, I should probably get in on the fun," Hiyori started to fiddle with the buttons of her blouse, something that Miroru had already become familiar with. "Might take a few to get set up, but I'm pretty sure I can join."[break][break]
After a moment, Hiyori slipped out of her shirt and remained in just a sports bra, but it allowed her to sprout a number of mechanical tendrils from her back which quickly set to work printing some obscure object next to her.

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It isn't just the heroes that need to get out and blow stuff up. Sometimes, it's the support students that need to just send stuff down range and enjoy an explosive payload. 
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Today, that support student was Kamigawa Hiyori.
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She wandered out onto the range where others had set up their stuff and were preparing to do whatever they needed to do, or had already begun firing off all sorts of good stuff. However, Hiyori spotted someone rather distinct - someone she recognized.
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Hiyori moseyed on up to Miroru from her blindspot and listened in as she rambled about the strange cannons. "Probably doesn't need a propellant."
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She then raised a hand in greeting. "Yo."

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Hiyori peered at her mother as her expression changed. It wasn't like she had a lot of options. Her entire back needed to be exposed for her quirk to work at its fullest, and there weren't a lot of clothing options compatible with that. 
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However, something else about Fuyuko's comment caught her notice, and she started sassing right away. "So, you'd be okay if I wasn't stripping on my own, or had some help? That'd make it more civilized, right?"
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After twisting her mother's words against her, Hiyori snickered and grinned like a goblin. 
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She had to think, though. Fuyuko brought up a good question, and for most others her age, it'd have likely prompted some serious discussion, but Hiyori didn't have much to say on the topic.
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"I don't know yet," she admitted. "But, I've also decided I'm not going to worry too much until I actually get to school. Once I'm there, I should be able to see what avenues are available."
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Hiyori's ability to assimilate information off the internet in record time meant that classroom learning and book-based studies were wasted on her. She could do that in an instant on her own time, so she needed more practical, hands-on teaching that she can't just download. However, she'd need to figure out what options she had, and that might take time.

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The process of creating an item from nothing but her quirk could be laborious and time consuming, especially if she wanted it to be legitimate and not just dissipate the instant she took her eyes off of it, but Hiyori had done well. Perhaps, more accurately, Miroru had done well with her designs.
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By the time Miroru returned, Hiyori had set aside the requested items, let her cables hang down her back and pool at the foot of her stool, and returned to playing games on her handheld device. It hadn't been much, but it was honest work, and functional, too - at least, probably.
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When Miroru announced her return, Hiyori lowered her device and looked over. "Hm... did you get lost?"
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She set her device down so she could accept the strawberry treat and quickly began savoring it. With her free hand, Hiyori nudged Miroru's items toward her. They looked good, a little rough around the edges, but functional and to the diagrams.
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"They should work if your designs were good," Hiyori mumbled around her strawberry treat. "I didn't take the time to test them, though, so you'll have to do that."
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Hiyori thought for a moment. "Do you have anything else you want? I'm all set up, so I should make use of it while I am here."

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