[As two hours go by, Izuku focuses on watching Katsuki's process as he puts the ice cream together that he'd made for the contest months ago. It's as impressive as always to be watching him work on anything really, but particularly this...Katsuki commands a shocking level of care and finesse for someone with a Quirk so violent as his. Not that that applies here, but...Izuku knows that he's learned to be delicate when any wrong move could result in an unintended explosion. That must count double for working with cold things, he suspects.
Before long, the ice cream is done. There it sits in a bowl in front of him, innocuous and unassuming.
Now, the question is...how hot is this ice cream?]
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Before long, the ice cream is done. There it sits in a bowl in front of him, innocuous and unassuming.
Now, the question is...how hot is this ice cream?]