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Chapter 16: First Connection
OR
Two of a Pair

Izuku Midoriya had been in Axel for over a month now, and in that time, it was safe to say he had made a serious impression.

His Stats were one thing, and could have been quickly forgotten. The mass culling was unheard of in their part of the world, being so filled with fresh adventurers to feed off of normally while the stronger folk moved towards war zones and management positions, but they still were a known concept sometimes done by teams of skilled or revenge driven adventuring Parties.

But these were not things done in a single day, not by a single person and certainly not without at least mind altering or body ruining injuries. Then came the result of those bodies.
A school. To teach people how to, at a minimum, be a better Adventurer run by a kid so young he probably wouldn't even have hair on his chest if he were still living. A complete change around from the standard lessons of Master and Apprentice, or even just the difficulties of life showing them the way.

But change or not, it was working. The five who went in there were average Adventurer's at there best, a middling thief, a tired Druid, a writer who couldn't stop picking fights he couldn't finish, a barely fluent log Jockey, and a witch filled with more hot air and explosions than most volcanoes. They thought it wouldn't last a week, between the differing personalities, the sheer amount of power being thrown around, and the matter's of perspective needed to be effective for even one, let alone five, such people.

Now though. Even in such a short amount of time, they had been changing. The happy go lucky Chris was getting to move lighter and lighter, and seemed to be moving Sheer into her friend circle slowly but surely, taking moments here and there to sound out words and commit gestures for him which he quickly copied. The Druid Vespa began to take missions again, taking to throwing seeds and trying to grow new plants from existing flora or as distractions. Simple changes, but meaningful ones.

The two most surprising however, were Megumin and Andrew.

While muffled booms and bangs still echoed over the town as they used too, no longer was there massive pillars of dust shooting up, or legions of monsters fleeing into unprotected areas for her to cull out of necessity. Instead, the girl was studying notebook upon notebook, held in little side pouches inside her cape, whenever she wasn't running around completing whatever mission she seemed to grab at random or stuffing her face with fried breads.

And with the writer, he too had taken to notebooks, if in a different sense. Where one was busy memorizing their contents, he was busy filling them. Bursting randomly into song now and then, stopping in the middle of eating to put quill to paper as quickly as possible, nonsense words escaping him now and again. It was almost enough to make her think he had somehow shifted his Class to Bard, but such a thought was quickly discouraged upon seeing the sword upon his waist unhindered, though now with a curiously black sheath.

All of them had grown at a pace she would have assumed to be years in the time it usually took most people to set up for a holiday. Such a thing was beyond a doubt incredible, but it still left the question of 'how' in the air.

Hmm. The Cabbage Migration would be coming soon. That could be an opportunity to see both the Students and Teacher in action with little cause for concern or stealth.

Yes, Wiz decided, it would be both an excellent opportunity for business and pleasure.

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