It started two days later.Not with a spark.Not with a flash of power.But with a question.Kaito was sitting in his room after study hour, turning the marble over in his hand. He wasn't training. He wasn't testing Push and Pull. Just thinking.About the doctor.About that flicker of words.He hadn't told his father anything. Not about the hallway bump. Not about the Lifeforce scan. Not about the way the words had floated in front of him, as clear as if someone had whispered them into his ear.It hadn't happened again since.Until now.He looked at the marble—and blinked.Suddenly, something shifted.Right in front of his eyes, a block of text appeared. Floating. Neat. Silent.Object: Polished Steel Marble
Weight: 28g
Density: 7.9g/cm³
Surface Temperature: 21.4°C
Condition: Structurally stable – Minor surface wearKaito froze.He hadn't touched anyone new.He hadn't even activated anything.But somehow, this was happening.And then—curious—he looked at his own hand.The window shifted.Subject: Kaito Yukimura
Age: 6 years, 3 months
Height: 117.2 cm
Registered Quirk: Push and Pull
True Quirk: Absolute Copy and Fusion
Copied Quirks (Stored):Info (Active)Lifeforce (Passive)He couldn't breathe.The words hovered there like they'd always been waiting.He didn't blink.Didn't move.He just stared at the screen in his mind—more real than any dream—and whispered:"…what is this?"Kaito didn't sleep that night.He stayed curled on his futon, eyes wide in the dark, watching the floating text come and go at will. He could open it just by focusing—blinking a certain way, tilting his thoughts toward "checking."It wasn't like activating Push and Pull.It felt more like opening a menu in a video game.And it wasn't just for himself.When he looked around his room, the air seemed full of data just waiting to be read.He glanced at his bookshelf.Object: Wooden Shelf (Hinoki Cypress)
Height: 122 cm | Width: 90 cm
Mass: 7.4 kg
Condition: Structurally stable
Contains embedded fasteners – Steel (mild corrosion at base)He looked at his slippers.Object: House Slippers (Child Size – Cotton Blend)
Weight: 240g (pair)
Surface wear: 38%
Temperature: 20.6°CThe information was detailed—but not overwhelming. It flowed like it wanted to be understood.Kaito didn't know how.But the Info quirk had awakened.And it was listening.The next morning, he waited until Reina was preparing tea in the kitchen before sneaking past the main hall and slipping into the courtyard.No one around.Perfect.He crouched near the garden stones and picked up a small potted plant.Focused.Object: Potted Plant (Succulent – Aeonium)
Soil Moisture: 41%
Pot Material: Glazed Ceramic
Root Health: 87%
Light Exposure History: AdequateHe grinned.This was way beyond anything Push and Pull could do.He tried a pebble.Then a coin.Then the old bamboo broom leaning against the shed.Everything had a profile. A structure. A presence.And Kaito was beginning to realize…He could understand the world now.Piece by piece.Stat by stat.By late afternoon, Kaito was ready to try something bigger.He stayed in the courtyard until the shadows stretched long and golden. The wind was quiet. The world still. His eyes drifted toward the edge of the estate—the path where Reina usually walked on her way back from the garden.He crouched behind the wooden archway and waited.A few minutes later, he heard soft humming.There she was.Carrying a woven basket filled with herbs and blossoms, her sleeves rolled up and her sandals barely making a sound on the gravel.Kaito didn't move.Didn't call out.He just focused—lightly, cautiously—as she passed by.And the screen appeared.Subject: Reina (Human)
Age: 24 years
Height: 161.4 cm | Weight: 53.2 kg
Quirk: Winged Lift
Type: Mutant/Emitter Hybrid
Active Status: Suppressed
Wing Strength: Medium – Low Flight Endurance
Core Muscle Fatigue: 12%
Current Heart Rate: 72 bpmKaito's heart skipped a beat.He wasn't using Push and Pull.He wasn't using anything he understood.And yet… this quirk let him see people. Not their memories. Not their thoughts. Just their physical truths. Their biology. Their abilities. Their limits.It was strange.And yet, it felt right.Like it belonged with him.Like it had been waiting.That evening, after dinner, Kaito returned to his room and shut the door gently.The notebook was already out.But this time, he didn't just write what he saw.He wrote a test.He placed the pen down, turned to the mirror across the room—and activated Info again.He scanned himself.And what he saw made him freeze.Subject: Kaito Yukimura
Quirk: Absolute Copy and Fusion
Category: Hybrid – Emitter/Core
Stored Quirks: 6Winged Lift (Mutant/Emitter)Speedstep (Emitter)Soil Sense (Emitter)Flex-Weave (Mutation)Info (Emitter – Active)Lifeforce (Mutation – Passive)
Status: Quirk Factor Stable – No Overflow DetectedKaito's eyes widened.Six quirks.All real.All his.He hadn't even realized how many he'd collected—how many casual brushes, childhood touches, quiet moments had left pieces of others behind.And now they were all there.Waiting.He touched the glass with one hand."…I really did copy them all."No one else knew.Not even his father.Kaito didn't know when exactly it happened, but it felt like the world shifted again. He had started to realize, slowly and steadily, that the quirks he had copied were more than just abilities. They were pieces of something bigger.Something he was still learning to control.His quirk, Absolute Copy and Fusion, wasn't just about mimicking. It was about understanding the quirks he took on. The information wasn't always clear or easy to interpret, but it was there, waiting to be explored.The more quirks he copied, the more he felt the weight of them.He could sense the strain.Not on his body—not yet—but deep inside his mind. Each quirk he absorbed brought something new. A new physical potential. A new way of thinking. But also… a new burden.Kaito glanced at the screen again, watching the floating words inside his mind.Subject: Kaito Yukimura
Quirk: Absolute Copy and Fusion
Quirk Factor Stable – No Overflow Detected
Current Copied Quirks: 8The number of quirks was growing.But his capacity? That was still unknown.He closed the screen and sat back, running his fingers through his hair. There was no point in obsessing over the data. The numbers didn't tell him everything. They didn't tell him what was going to happen when the quirk factors eventually started to reach their limits.Kaito wanted to test Fusion again. He felt the need to try, to push it further.But how?He already knew that his current quirks were barely controlled.He had to stabilize first.So, what could he do?The following day, Kaito went to his usual spot in the back garden.No one was around.He reached down and picked up a small stone. He didn't need to check it first; he just knew what it would feel like under his fingertips. Smooth, round, a little weathered by time.The stone hovered in the air for a moment. He wasn't focused on controlling it. He wasn't thinking about the motion or the distance. He just let it float there.But it wasn't enough. Not anymore.Kaito closed his eyes.And with a deep breath, he pictured the stone and the marble in his mind. Two things he knew. Two things that had a weight to them. One smooth. One with edges. Two different objects, with two different properties.And then, without overthinking it, he brought his focus back to Fusion.For the first time, he felt something shift.The stone began to vibrate.The marble quivered in his mind.He pushed harder.The two objects fused. Not seamlessly. Not perfectly.But enough for Kaito to feel it.There was a spark in the air—a tiny electric pulse that left his fingers tingling.And just like that, the two objects fused together.Not fully formed. Not completed. But the stone and marble had merged into something new.A shape.A presence.Kaito opened his eyes.It wasn't anything useful. Not yet. But it was something he could feel. It was the beginning of something he couldn't explain.The fusion wasn't perfect. It wasn't even stable. But it was real.Kaito's chest tightened as he stared at the fused object.It was time.If he could make fusion work with objects, why not with quirks?If he could combine the elements of things he could control—why not quirks that had been copied?The potential was there. He could feel it in his bones.He would need more practice. More stability. More control.But for the first time, Kaito understood one thing clearly:Fusion wasn't just about copying—it was about making something new.And maybe, just maybe, that was what he had to do.He looked down at the marble-stone hybrid, still hovering in the air."Next time," Kaito whispered. "I'll do it better."The following week, Kaito continued his experiments, quietly refining his control over the quirks he had copied. Each test was small, each movement precise. He was beginning to understand the limits of his abilities and the strengths of the quirks he held.But there was something new—something different—happening every time he used the quirk.Every time he merged, he felt the oddest sensation. It was like two separate entities, two distinct powers, folding into each other. Not blending, but folding, stacking upon each other in ways that felt both natural and foreign.He hadn't told anyone yet. Not even Reina. He was still testing. Still observing. But deep down, he knew—Fusion wasn't just about mixing two abilities. It was about more than that. There was an element of growth hidden within it.The quirks Kaito had copied before were beginning to connect. They weren't just individual pieces of power anymore. They were learning how to work together, as if they were meant to be one all along.That night, he sat at the small desk in his room, a fresh notebook open in front of him. His pen hovered over the page. The white paper seemed to mock him, waiting for something, an answer, a purpose. He clicked the pen, then paused.His thoughts drifted back to the incident with the marble—when he had first attempted to fuse the stone and the marble. The strange spark that had shot through him, the sensation of power surging without any clear control. He had felt alive in that moment. But also scared."Why can't I get it right?"He muttered the question to himself.But something inside of him urged him to try again.This time, he reached for two objects: a small rock from the garden and the marble he had used earlier. He held them together in his palm, letting the edges brush against one another.His focus sharpened. He was determined. He could feel it now, the flow, the draw.And he pushed.The objects quivered in his palm. At first, nothing happened. But then, a soft pulse traveled through his fingers. The marble slid into the stone. It didn't fuse. But it reshaped, like clay, soft and malleable.Kaito's breath hitched.It was happening.The rock and marble didn't simply fuse. They adapted to one another.The marble formed a ridge, a thin, cracked line running through it as it merged with the stone. A perfect blend of the two objects—strong, yet yielding. The pebble had become something else entirely.Something different.He spent hours that night, experimenting. Adding new elements. Testing combinations. Each time, the results were slightly different. The more he tried, the clearer it became.Fusion wasn't just about the objects.It was about making them evolve.Each new combination brought something unexpected, like each quirk he had copied. They were starting to teach him how to think differently about power.He glanced down at the objects on the desk. The marble and stone. They were fused, sure, but more than that—they had adapted to the new environment he was shaping. It felt like potential—something bigger than just the quirks themselves.Kaito wrote in his notebook:"Fusion is about change. It's not just copying—it's evolving, adapting, becoming something better. What if… what if it's more than just quirks?"He spent the following days testing even more, using the most basic objects he could find: a piece of paper, a worn-out book, a random fork he found in the kitchen.Each time, the result was the same: something new. Not perfect, but more than he had imagined. The items fused differently every time. It was like a puzzle he didn't quite understand, but the pieces were starting to fit together.Then, one afternoon, Reina caught him in the middle of an experiment."Are you… making things again?" she asked, standing at the door to his room.Kaito froze, the rock and marble halfway between his hands, floating.He quickly set them down, trying to act casual. "Oh. Uh, just some practice. Testing some things."Reina eyed him skeptically. "What kind of practice?""I don't know yet," Kaito said honestly, wiping his brow. "Just... seeing if I can make something new. I can't explain it."Reina crossed the room, sitting down next to him. She tilted her head, observing the objects."You're really good at this," she said quietly.Kaito looked at her. "You think so?"She nodded. "I think you're trying to build something. Not just play around."Kaito looked at the half-fused objects. The edges were jagged, imperfect. But to him, they felt like a breakthrough. A possibility."I want to make something better," Kaito admitted, his voice low.Reina smiled. "That's a good goal. But you should probably take a break, too. You've been at it all day."Kaito nodded but didn't say anything. He didn't want to stop. Not yet. Not until he had figured out what this Fusion could really do.That night, after Reina had gone to bed, Kaito sat at his desk again.He knew what he had to do.It wasn't just about practicing. It wasn't about combining quirks at random.It was about making something new—something that could hold.He needed to test his limits. He needed to see how much his quirk could truly handle.And the only way to do that was to combine more than just objects. It was time to test quirks.The next morning, Kaito woke up with the first rays of sunlight creeping through the gaps in his curtains. He felt restless, like something was pulling at him—like the pressure from all the quirks he had copied was building, waiting to break free.He had to try. Today was the day.He couldn't ignore it anymore.Kaito quietly slipped out of bed, making sure not to wake Reina, and went to his desk. His notebook was already open. The same one where he kept his thoughts, his ideas, and his experiments. Today, it wasn't just about combining objects. It was about testing quirks—the real ones, the ones that made him who he was.He thought about the quirks he had copied:Winged Lift from Reina.Speedstep, a quirk he had copied from a maid.Soil Sense from another staff member who loved gardening.Flex-Weave, a defensive quirk from a passing stranger.Info from the accidental bump in the hallway.Lifeforce, the quirk he had copied from Dr. Garaki during his check-up.He had a few others, too. But the ones he focused on today were the most basic. And the ones he felt were the safest to start testing.Kaito could feel them all, each quirk like a puzzle piece fitting together, building a new version of himself. But what could he make if he tried to fuse them?He started with a simple test—Info and Soil Sense.He needed to know more about these quirks. What did they really do? What did they feel like when combined?He closed his eyes, bringing both quirks to the forefront of his mind. The Info quirk opened a window to a detailed picture of everything around him. He could see the tree in the corner of the garden—its leaves, its branches, its bark, everything down to the molecular level. But with Soil Sense, he felt the earth itself beneath his feet, the moisture in the soil, the way it breathed in harmony with the plants.Kaito reached out and let them combine, letting his thoughts meld them together in a way that felt natural but foreign. The connection wasn't immediate. It didn't happen with a snap.But slowly, the fusion began to take shape.It started small.The ground beneath Kaito's feet warmed. A faint pulse radiated up through the soles of his shoes.His mind's eye showed him the garden—the plants in sharp focus, their roots curling, their tiny hairs pushing against the soil. He could see every grain of dirt as if it were a network, a living thing connecting the whole earth.But then it shifted. The world blurred for a moment.Kaito's breathing quickened.A flood of information. Everything around him seemed to come alive, vibrating in sync with his pulse. He saw more than just the soil. He felt the vibrations in the air, the way the sunlight filtered through the leaves.He opened his eyes, startled.Nothing had changed on the surface, but he could feel it now. The soil didn't just sit beneath him. It was alive, reacting to his presence. The plants, the earth—they were all aware of him. It was subtle, but it was there. A connection, stronger than he'd felt before.He staggered back, catching himself against the table.It worked.Kaito scribbled in his notebook:"Info + Soil Sense. The earth reacts. It knows me. It's like the soil recognizes me, acknowledges my presence. But it's not just passive. It's connected. Maybe I can move it."He sat for a moment, breathing slowly, letting the rush of energy subside.But then a thought occurred to him—what if he fused more than just two quirks? What if he took the next step and experimented with the more powerful quirks he had copied?The potential was there.It had to be.Later that evening, after dinner, Kaito moved to the quiet part of the estate again. The garden was empty, the evening breeze cooling the air. He wasn't supposed to be testing anything more. He wasn't supposed to be pushing his limits. But there was a voice in his head urging him forward.Push and Pull.Winged Lift.Speedstep.Flex-Weave.All these quirks had been floating in his mind for days, begging to be combined. And Kaito couldn't hold back anymore. Not after what he'd seen today. Not after the possibility he'd felt.He closed his eyes and brought them together.He visualized the feeling of flight—the sensation of being weightless in the air, like Reina's quirk had given him. The way the air felt against his skin, the wind that pushed against his wings. He combined it with the strength of Flex-Weave, feeling the energy in his limbs as he bent them to hold firm. The elasticity of muscle, the flexibility. He added Speedstep, imagining the rush of fast movement that didn't need to be controlled by thoughts but by instinct.And then, Push and Pull.The sensation flooded through him.He felt his body move differently—his legs stronger, his body lighter, his senses sharper. His focus stretched outward, and the wind seemed to follow his command, bending to his will. The earth beneath him felt like a solid foundation—his foundation. Everything around him became an extension of himself, a part of his control.He opened his eyes.The world around him hadn't changed. But he had.For the first time, Kaito truly felt the fusion working in his favor.He was able to control it, just enough. His limbs felt like they could move faster, stronger. His feet pushed against the ground with more precision than before.It wasn't perfect. He wasn't flying. He wasn't moving at superhuman speed. But he could feel it.The potential.He'd done it.He could feel the cracks of what he had made.It wasn't just about copying anymore.It was about making something new.That night, Kaito wrote in his notebook:"Fusion with multiple quirks is harder. More energy required. But it works. The quirks don't fight each other. I can feel their connection, even if it's imperfect. This… is the first step."He closed the book and placed it back under the floorboard. The lie he'd built so far was getting harder to maintain. But it didn't matter.Not yet.Not until he understood exactly what he could do.The next few days passed in a blur of quiet experimentation. Kaito spent every free moment testing, refining, and exploring the boundaries of his abilities. He had learned how to make objects fuse, how to control his quirks in ways that felt more fluid, more instinctive than ever before. But there was still a part of him that hesitated.He couldn't tell anyone.Not yet.The weight of his secret pressed down harder with each passing day. Reina and his family thought he was just experimenting with Push and Pull, learning to control his quirk and maybe pushing the boundaries a little. But Kaito knew better.He wasn't just experimenting with his quirk.He was building something.Something that didn't have a name yet, but felt like it was more than just a mix of quirks. It felt like it was growing—filling the spaces in between the quirks he had copied, making him something more than just a child with a strong quirk.But could he handle it?Every time he merged something, every time a quirk fused with another, there was a tug in his mind. A tightness. A pressure. Like his body was being stretched too thin.It was a sensation he didn't understand yet.But that's what made him curious.And curious people don't stop. They push harder.One afternoon, Kaito went to the back garden again, this time with more specific goals. He had noticed that the quirks he had copied weren't just stacking on top of each other. They were interacting. Each quirk seemed to open up a new path, a new layer of potential he hadn't expected.He needed to understand it. He needed to see what these quirks were doing to him.He found a quiet spot by the koi pond, away from the main house. The water was still. His thoughts were clear.He started with Info.He focused.He could feel it now—the connection to the world around him. It wasn't just about seeing physical things anymore. It was about feeling the presence of everything. The way the air moved, how the soil shifted under his feet, how the temperature fluctuated just by a degree.His fingers tingled.Object: Koi Fish (Carassius auratus)
Length: 18 cm | Weight: 125g
Current Location: Mid-Pond (depth: 1.5 meters)
Health: Stable – No abnormalities detected
Water Temperature: 20.2°CKaito didn't stop there. He looked deeper.Object: Pond Water (Aquatic Composition)
pH Level: 7.4 | Turbidity: Clear
Oxygen Saturation: 96%
Temperature: 20.2°C
Flow Rate: 2.5 cm/s (moderate current)His focus deepened.For the first time, he could see the pond in its entirety—not just the surface, not just the koi, but the invisible current, the small organisms hidden in the water. The entire ecosystem respondedto him.He felt it all.He didn't know why.But it felt right.His mind turned back to the fusion. To the other quirks. What else could he combine?What if he could push further?He closed his eyes and reached out with his thoughts.What if he combined Push and Pull with Winged Lift?He pictured it.The wind.The air pressure.His body lifting, like his feet were weightless, the pull of gravity losing its grip just slightly.His feet shifted, hovering off the ground by an inch.He gasped.It wasn't flying—not yet—but it was movement in a way he hadn't experienced before. His body didn't feel heavy. The usual pull of gravity didn't feel so… strong.For a moment, Kaito felt like he was floating, but only for a fraction of a second.It was as if his whole being had taken a step closer to the idea of flying—of becoming something that moved in a way that no one else could.But it wasn't perfect.He landed back on the ground, breathless.Kaito sat back down, breathing hard, his mind racing with thoughts.There was something new in him now. Something alive.This wasn't just about fusing quirks.It was about control. Understanding. And using his quirks together in ways no one else had thought of.And he was just scratching the surface.But he wasn't ready to tell anyone yet. Not Reina. Not his father.He had to keep testing. Keep discovering.What could he become if he kept pushing? What could he do if he kept blending, creating new versions of himself?He didn't know.But he was going to find out.