Keibo's push ups had transformed to push ups done while performing a handstand. She'd been focusing on calisthenics lately and trying to develop her body's strength. She had already become one of the quickest second years, but having sparred with Shinto so often, Keibo had realized how useful strength could be. The fastest person in the world couldn't lift a car off a kid to save them and if her value as a hero was her ability to push her physicality to humanity's limits, that meant she needed to become stronger than she was. Over time, it had been working. While she used to be unable to do pull ups, she could now do over a hundred and she'd been able to begin doing these handstand push ups as well. Compared to Shinto, her strength was severely lacking, but her body was still a work in process.

Thinking of Shinto as she lowered herself so her nose almost touched the balcony, he came out with a tray and lemonade. Even in the hardest part of her workout, she chuckled seeing him in the apron his siblings had gotten him. She pushed herself back up, her feet going towards the sky. Once her arms were fully extended, she bent in half, returning her feet to the ground and standing upright. The fact that a man who could likely take the whole building down with a single punch wore a pink apron while cooking and cleaning for her and Toshiyuki was still mind boggling to her. He was going to be an amazing hero when (or if) he finished school, so much so that cooking and cleaning were menial skills that were far below him. She'd told him on more than a dozen occasions that he didn't have to do all the housework, but he seemed to relish in being busy and helping out, so she'd stopped saying it.

"Take a second, just because your quirk lets you push yourself doesn't mean you shouldn't take a break." Shinto told her as she stopped forward, taking the offered glass of lemonade. It wasn't the first time she'd had people tell her to take it easy and slow down, but she had a pretty good grasp on what her body and quirk could handle. It was subtle, but she could tell when her quirk was slowing down and "running out of steam", so to speak. She never pushed herself past that point.

"Thanks," she told him, sipping the lemonade. She knew him well enough at this point to know that he was just trying to be helpful and take care of her. That was who Shinto was: a helpful caretaker. She rolled her eyes as Shinto complimented Toshiyuki on his appearance. It wasn't that Toshiyuki was unattractive, but he certainly didn't need people telling him that he was attractive because he was already certain that he was the most attractive person to have ever walked the planet. Shinto's comment was like pouring gasoline onto the Sun itself...

"Sorry baby doll, you'll have to take me on a dinner and a movie first if you're trying to watch." Keibo's eyes, almost as if on a swivel, rolled again at her roommate's retort. She didn't bother with a verbal response, knowing it would just devolve into meaningless arguments. She had better things to do than argue with Toshiyuki, after all. Sipping her lemonade, Shinto also gave Tohsiyuki the glass that had been prepared for him. "Now this is how you treat a gentleman, thank you Shinto. Keibo, you should take lessons from him."

"Oh, of course, Mr. Miracle, sir." Keibo's sardonic remark brought a grin to her face as she made her way over to them. "I just need to find a gentleman to practice on," she finished as she sat down, adding the punchline.

"Smells like someone's been hard at work. Curry?" Keibo couldn't deny the heavenly aromas coming from inside and she was amazed at how well Shinto could cook. She had little experience in the kitchen, though she had been known to utilize the microwave from time to time. She took another sip of her lemonade as she sidled up next to Shinto.

"Does smell lovely, big guy. Looking forward to lunch."