Mental outing time...

I knew from looking at the apartment my first day here that I wasn't exactly well off, but I think I'm even poorer than Uraraka.

No wonder my pajamas looked gay. No way we could afford heterosexual ones.

My home was also in disrepair. In the months following my reincarnation, there hadn't been a week where I hadn't seen a cockroach wandering the apartment like a politician wandering the halls of Congress. Those bastards will never not disgust me. My caretaker, Renko was almost always absent from home due to having to work multiple jobs, so I had to get used to killing them myself. Speaking of Renko, I feel personally guilty for even being related to her. My presence here essentially made her life harder than it already was. It was pretty obvious after my first month here that Glowing Guy just sicced me on her because she had the last name Shokuhou and wasn't living an easy life. Her parents died when I was still young and since we didn't have any relatives she had to take care of me on her own. Sure with me here she at least now has one last remaining family member, but it doesn't make her living situation better. She has to work harder to take care of me. I feel guilty so I'll make sure to pay her back tenfold sometime in the future.

On a less sappy note, people think I'm a genius. See being extremely poor doesn't bar me from having to go to school, so I had to attend. Naturally, possessing all the knowledge from a life spanning 16 years made me smarter than every kid in the class combined. I could read, write, and even solve complex math problems with ease.

It was kind of nice being considered smart, I was pretty average in my last life, so this was a nice change of pace. Possessing the mind of a 16-year-old did make kindergarten extremely boring though. In an attempt to find some much-needed entertainment amongst the boogers and crayons, I took to tormenting our instructor with my maturity.

"Hey, Mrs. Eirin what do you think about the current Prime Minister? Personally, I feel his views are too conservative but what are your thoughts?"

"Hey, Mrs. Eirin you think god stays in heaven because he's afraid of what he's created?"

"Hey, Mrs. Eirin have you accepted Jesus as your lord and savior yet?"

"Hey, Mrs. Eirin if there are an infinite number of universes then that means there are also an infinite number of us. Doesn't that mean that we're all basically immortal and will never truly die?"

"Hey, Mrs. Eirin do you ever think about how in comparison to the universe we're all basically microscopic specks and that nothing we ever do in our lives will ever truly matter because we will all inevitably die and be forgotten about?"

Every time I asked Mrs. Eirin a question she just would look at me like I was a Redditor. As fun as the initial reactions were to see she eventually just settled on giving me an "Mmhmm" as an answer for every subsequent question. Asking her questions soon became boring and I refused to hang out with the other kids, so soon I ran out of things to do. I wouldn't sit on my ass doing nothing forever though, as my quirk eventually manifested.

I walked into the classroom one time and said "It's mental outing time" and then I mental outed everywhere. But no, in actuality, the story of how I found out I had manifested my quirk wasn't all that interesting. It manifested in the weeks following my 5th birthday. I noticed that math and physics had become incredibly easy for me. I was pretty average in both subjects before but now I was basically Jimmy Neuron. I knew that the sudden brain blast was an indication of Mental Out finally manifesting, and for once I was actually happy I reincarnated inside Misaki's body.

Esper abilities like Mental Out relied on the esper's ability to form complex calculations, if your calculations were wrong or god forbid you were unable to calculate your ability simply wouldn't work. Misaki Shokuhou's ability to calculate is on par with that of a supercomputer making her a massive nerd. I now possess this glorified TI83 and it's my saving grace. If I'd gotten any other body I doubt I would have lasted.

Following the boost in brain power came a wave of calculations that would run through my head for everything I observed, like the amount of force I generated by stepping on the floor, the mass of that booger that kid just pulled out, the velocity of that cockroach as it tries to run for its life while I try to kill it, and the volume of Mrs. Eirins breasts. Everything and everyone around me had numbers involved in them somehow and I was gobbling them all out like a fat kid at Golden Corral. The amount of equations and results that I could process would make any veteran mathematician cream their pants. Personally, I couldn't give two shits about math and just wanted to get mental outing already.

On a particularly particular day not unlike any other particularly particular day a kid in my class was being incredibly loud and wouldn't stop boasting about his amazing quirk that made his hair change colors. I wished to high hell he would shut the hell up and a vast array of calculations ran through my head, but they never reached a result. The calculations told me I could make him shut the hell up but he didn't. In my frustration, I picked up a pencil and chucked it at the kid. The action not only served to shut him up but also caused the numbers in my head to go crazy. I stood still mulling over them before I finally got it.

I had reached a result. . . and then I mental outed everywhere.