Chapter 59

"Change"

In an old, slightly rundown bar, Inko did her best to give comfort to her friend. When Mitsuki called her earlier that day, she had declined the meeting, as she had to take care of the mess that Izuku got into. Not that she blamed him for it, her child had a heart too big for this world.

But now…

"Oh, Inko! What have I done? My kid is a villain now!." Mitsuki sobbed, raising her head from her hands. Her eyes were red and puffy, tears trailed down her face, and her cheeks were flushed from way too many drinks.

Inko put a hand on the woman's shoulder, in a gesture of support. "We don't know if he did that on his own accord. He might have been forced into it." She said, trying to sound reassuring. But in reality, she knew it all from Izuku.

In actuality, she knew a lot more. Even with Izuku and Stan staying silent, she saw that some medical supplies and her stitching kit were disappearing over time. That and her son from time to time limped quite a bit, even despite his best effort to hide it. Occasionally she found scorched clothes he tried to hide. Plus whenever she asked him about Katsuki, he dodged the question or was silent.

"He attacked All Might when he tried to save him!." Mitsuki murmured as new waves of tears hit her. "I've been too pushy with him. I hit him, cursed at him… I've been a terrible mother."

Inko enveloped her friend in a tight hug, running her fingers through the woman's hair. She refrained from answering that because she knew that the reply would hurt Mitsuki.

Peeking at the clock, she saw that she needed to get home to at least catch a wink of sleep. She would need all the energy she could get for tomorrow.

When Izuku told Endeavor that his mom would take care of the lawsuit in a day, he wasn't lying.

After ending the battle at Kamino Ward, he left Urania there with Puppy to help the remaining rescue operations.

Of course, before he could even get home, mom called him, announcing that a lawyer dropped by to leave a letter to him. Izuku wasn't surprised their response would be this quick.

So here he was, not even twenty-four hours later, sitting in a Highest Court bench with his mom as his attorney.

His case attracted way too much media attention for his liking. If he wasn't mistaken, almost every news station in Japan sent a reporter here. Was this how celebrities felt? He wasn't enjoying it too much.

Directly behind him sat his girlfriends, best friend, future in-laws, Nezu and to his great surprise, Aizawa-san. Also, how Momo got Mei to wear something formal was beyond him. Behind them were Todoroki-san and his older sister. While the boy had his regular, stoic expression, his sister was more on the nervous side, continually fidgeting.

The case started with the prosecutor reading the act, basically saying how he was guilty of breaking that stupid Quirkless Hero Ban law, but putting it in a nice, formal way. Then he gave his testimony that his mom prepared for him. After he was done, came the turn for the witnesses.

Gang Orca and Edgeshot praised him for his wits and pointed out that without his methods, they wouldn't have been able to locate the League Of Villains. Orca added that his contribution in the fight was a key to secure the lives of trapped citizens, and taking down All For One.

Both Heroes stated that Best Jeanist would support their claims if he weren't unconscious in the hospital. Izuku hoped that the man would recover fast, as Jeanist was one of the better Heroes out there.

Nezu, of course, told the judge just how great of a student he was. How his innovations helped him and other teachers run the school, both financially and administratively. And added that he had a bright future as a Hero and inventor.

Izuku made a mental note to sent the principal a basket.

Then the doors opened, and Yagi-san walked in with the support of detective Tsukauchi. The Hero announced that despite his injuries, he came to add his two cents to the case.

"All I wanted to say is that Young Midoriya… Izuku Midoriya is a man who I can relate to. At first, I was diagnosed quirkless, and if that ridiculous law were there during my time, I'd given up. But young Midoriya has a greater heart and mind than me. Without him, I might have lost two days ago. Without him, many people would've died. Without him, our future will be swallowed by darkness."

Yagi-san's passionate words moved the crowd so much that he got a standing ovation. No matter how much the judge tried to calm down the people by hitting his hammer, they ignored him.

Tsukauchi-san followed it by more calm and technical testimony but still added a few his own opinions, smiling lightly at him.

Izuku was sure that they had it in their pocket. The prosecutor gave up by the time Nezu was talking, and when All Might walked in, he looked like he wanted to walk out. The Judges also seemed to be on his side. He wouldn't get scoot free, at most he'd have to do was to pay a fine and do some public work.

However, before the judge finished listening, the door opened with a loud bang and Endeavour waltzed in with the grace of an elephant. The man started talking without permission, spilling lies and twisted truths.

His mom tried to get the judge to throw the 'Hero' out, but the man just waved his hand dismissively and continued to listen to what Burning Trash Can had to say.

At first, Izuku let it be, as it wouldn't change the outcome. Then Endeavour pulled a video from Kamino Ward and began pointing out how his involvement was unnecessary. Going as far as saying that Izuku was an obstacle in the rescue operations, that he put the civilians' lives in danger. At this point, he decided that enough was enough.

"Can't you do something about him?" He whispered to his mom, his eye twitched a bit.

"Unfortunately, if the judge won't throw him out, then my hands are tied." His mom replied clearly irritated by it. "Stupid old goat."

Goat? To him, the judge reminded more of a mule, but whatever worked. "If I were to do something stupid, then as my lawyer you would advise against it, right?" He questioned, received a curt nod. "But as my mother?" He continued, smiling a little.

"I'd say go for it, but be home by dinner." His mom replied with a smirk.

That's all he needed to hear. Additionally, he was kind of glad that Stan wasn't among the living anymore. Because if he were, he would sit here with a bucket of popcorn, enjoying the show all too much, teasing him till the end of the times.

"...So as it stands, I firmly believe that Izuku Midoriya should be punished for the actions he took, by giving up his technology for the good of society." Endeavour finally ceased his testimony, smirking victoriously.

"Thank you for your input, Endeavour." Izuku said, standing up and buttoning his jacket. "I'm sure that you were hot and bothered keeping it all to yourself for this long." He started smugly, gaining a wave of laughter.

"What are you doing, child?" The Number Two snapped at him, looking at him with a pointy gaze.

"Oh, nothing much, really. Your body was in a way between monitor and me, and I wanted to take a look at the video of my creation." Izuku said, walking past the man, ignoring the low growl.

On the monitor was a frozen frame of him in the NIMSO suit. He designed it to be as close to the Hulkbuster from 'Age of Ultron' as he could, but of course, there still was a need to change things here and there. Nonetheless, the armour was fantastic.

"Damn, do I look dazzling in it." Izuku said, nodding to himself.

"Don't get used to it. Soon you'll have to give it to the real Heroes." Endeavour stated smugly, looking down on him.

"Yeah… I don't think so." He replied, more interested in his nails than the 'Hero'.

"And why is that?" Burning Trash Can demanded harshly.

"Because before the judge says that I have to, I'm going to blow everything up." Izuku said nonchalantly, still not gracing the 'Hero' with his gaze.

Silence settled in the room. Some of the journalists dropped their pens. Everyone was gaping at him, especially Aizawa-san, who was pallier than a white wall.

"All of my armours, Arc Reactors, servers holding data from my research…" Izuku looked up, straight into Endeavour's wide eyes. "Urania that is helping with rescue operations. Everything is going ka-boom." He ended his statement with a lazy smile.

"You're bluffing. No one would willingly walk with a bomb strapped to their chest." The Number Two growled out, a bit of his fire singing the wood from the barrier.

"Well, unlike you, I have the balls to do it." Izuku stated, shrugging a little. A massive gasp came from the public.

"What did you say?!" Endeavour barked, his flames flaring up.

"You heard me, you overgrown Matchstick." He waited quite a while to use that one. The pissed off face of the Burning Trash Can made it definitely worth it. "But let's not focus on me here. Lets us talk about you." He said, pointing his finger at the Number Two.

"Me?" The Hero questioned with a quirked brow.

"Yes, you, my good fellow." Izuku replied happily, walking back and forth before the jury's table. "Despite you being the Number Two Hero in Japan for over twenty years, people seem not to know anything about you."

"You have nothing on me, child." Endeavour stated proudly with a knowing smirk.

"We shall see." He said, flashing his best copy of Tony's smile. And he did NOT work on that one for hours before the mirror... Pulling out a black, earpiece from his pocket, Izuku slid it on his ear. "Alan, initiate the 'Vanity Bonfire' protocol."

"With pleasure, sir." The A.I. replied in the sing-song voice.

The feed on monitor glitched, before going completely black. Not even two seconds after, a green Iron Man helmet popped out on it, making a murmur raise. Then a list of files and folders showed up.

"Since it all started with me, let us begin from there." Izuku said, folding his hands behind his back, trying to look like a professional businessman. On the screen, several pictures opened, all of them showing the hate comments on the websites dedicated to his Hero persona. "As you can see, those comments hold some harsh words about me and my work."

"Someone hurt your ego, boy?" Endeavour asked with a snort.

Izuku just smirked a bit, already waiting for the man's reaction on his next comment. "Funny thing is that, after checking a bit, I discovered that all of the I.P. addresses lead to the places connected with you." As he ended that sentence, Alan pulled out the evidence. "Your Hero office, your neighbourhood, the sites that you have solid connections... You get where I'm going with this?" Izuku asked, his smirk widening a little at the Hero's scowl.

"That doesn't prove my involvement in it." Matchstick growled at him with a searing gaze.

"Whatever you say." He shrugged out, duly noting that reporters were taking notes. "How about we switch to your Hero work? Or more precisely, your image."

The hateful glare from the Number Two was all he got. Not wasting any time, Izuku whispered to Alan what to put first.

"Here we've got the sites on which people talk about Heroes actions. Be it a simple patrol, villain fights or rescue efforts. And the sections on the screen are dedicated to you." He stated as all of the negative comments highlighted. "The ones marked yellow were erased several times from the net, and the accounts were banned. Leaving only a neutral one, seeing as there are hardly any good ones."

"You suggest that I ordered my informatics team to alter it?" Burning Trash Can barked at him, showing off his teeth.

"Exactly, the same case with newspapers, videos and pictures." As he called, each element was brought forward. "Seeing as we've got so many journalists here, let's ask them something." Izuku stated, walking closer to the public. "Did your news stations ever did at least one report regarding Endeavour that put him in a bad light?" The majority rose their arms. "And did that material got taken out the second it went live?" The number of hands didn't change. "Were your companies threatened with a lawsuit or giant fines?" Still the same amount. Turning around on his heel, he gazed right into tiny, blue orbs and grinned. "There you have it."

"You better stop it, child, before..." The 'Hero' said in a low tone.

"Before what? You get physical with me? You burn me?" Izuku asked, stepping to the side. "Good thing that I have fireproof pants." His comment got the public to laugh. "But while we're at burning... let's have a look at this video. A bit of backstory. This one was uploaded over forty times from different accounts, each and every time, it was taken down in five minutes. Unfortunately, it's muted."

The low-quality video played, showing Endeavor fight with some villain who had a minor Earth Manipulation Quirk. The street was on fire along with some buildings. Suddenly the Hero shot out a massive fireball at his enemy. The man somehow dodged it with help from his power. However, the fireball continued, hitting the house behind it, instantly covering the whole structure in flames and making an explosion.

"The house belonged to an elderly couple, who fortunately was out during the fight. The building burned to ashes. With it, all of their belongings, counting into it the pictures and videos of their deceased daughter." Izuku stated somberly. His hardened gaze was burying itself into Endeavour. "The couple never got compensation from Endeavour's office, and the news sites that tried to publicise the story went bankrupt.

Many whispers arose from the public and with them many flashes from cameras. However, the 'Hero' in question stood in his place like a rock, glaring at him.

Izuku shook his head. It seemed like the man really didn't care about it at all. "Many more stories are displaying the damage you did and do during your fights, along with the excess show of cruelty towards your opponents. And that just a tip of the iceberg." He said and waited a moment, before grinning widely. "But let us look at your wonderful family."

That got a reaction from the Matchstick. It made him flinch, even if it was barely visible. Also, his flames got a tad hotter.

"There's obviously you, the biggest sunshine there is. Then we've got your youngest son, your middle son and only daughter." He stated, sending a small wave towards the two Todoroki's. From Endeavour's surprised reaction, he guessed that the man had no idea that his children were present. How lovely. "But what about your oldest son and wife?"

"Don't you dare to say another word!" Burning Trash Can yelled, starling some people.

Izuku completely ignored the fact that the barrier was set on fire, his hand pointing at the monitor. There was the article that, of course, was taken down before its release. However, that wasn't the point here. He was more interested in the picture.

"Here we can see there was a fire in your neighbourhood a few years ago. And the most noticeable thing here is the azure-coloured flames. Your quirk obviously can't make those naturally. But your oldest son on the other hand..." Izuku cut here, showing a picture from the training camp, or more especially the blue flames that burned the forest. "After that accident, Touya Todoroki went missing. He never showed up at U.A., never in the nearby shops, never in the charity events that you took your family to look better."

Of course, Izuku knew where the young man was, or rather who he was. He wasn't that stupid and could put two plus two together. Additionally, the files from the Hideout Raid proved his theory right. He guessed that by this time, the journalists here also caught up.

"Then there's your wife. Rei Todoroki, who for the last decade, resides in a mental ward in a hospital." He said, popping out the image of the woman.

"You cannot disclose that information." Endeavour told him with a victorious smirk.

Izuku just smirked and snapped his fingers. "Wow, you're on the hot streak with how wrong you are today." Walking out to the bench, he took his briefcase and fished out some papers. Stepping to the judges' table, he handed them over.

The baffled judge took it and gave it a once over. "Erm... One of them is a copy of a document that says that Rei Todoroki is in the care of her daughter, Fuyumi Todoroki. The other one is a formal agreement between Fuyumi Todoroki and Izuku Midoriya, allowing him to get access to the records of Rei Todoroki that the caretaker allows."

"There you have it." Izuku flashed a smile at the 'Hero', who looked like he was about to explode. "I won't reveal too much, as Fuyumi-san requested me not to, but here's one intriguing thing. After Shoto Todoroki started visiting his mother in the hospital, her mental state improved significantly. The leading doctor was very impressed with it and told the caretaker that the patient might be released after some time. However, two days later, the man phoned in, vetoing his words."

"Maybe my wife's state didn't improve that much." Endeavour growled out, looking about a second from flipping.

"Nice theory." Izuku nodded before striking a thinking pose." But here's the better one. A few days ago, some hospitals released to the public their finances during a protest from doctors and nurses. Among them was the hospital in which Rei Todoroki is currently admitted." Walking closer to the screen, a list with dates and sums popped out. One specific time was highlighted. "The one in yellow is exactly a day later after Fuyumi-san received the happy news that her mother would be coming home. And we all can see that the sum here is rather substantial. Coincidence? I think..."

A fireball hit the monitor, breaking the thing and making sparks fly. Some of the public screamed in fear. Turning around, he saw the pissed off face of Endeavour, who had his left hand drawn back with a swelling fireball in it.

Before the man could throw it, all of his flames doused, and ice encased his body, leaving only the head free. Looking further back, he saw Aizawa-san glaring at the Matchstick from behind his goggles with his hair up in the air. Next to him, Todoroki-san released an icy breath, a line of crystal ice coming from his foot.

"You insolent brat! Who do you think you are?! You're just a quirkless reject. A remnant of the past. How dare you get in my way?! You should give all of your toys and erase yourself into the shadows! Society doesn't need people like you! Pebbles on the roads to greatness!" Burning Trash Can finally snapped, screaming at the top of his lungs. His face was all red, matching his hair nicely. There were also a few veins sticking out.

And just like that Izuku knew that he won. He didn't expect Endeavour to lose his cool and openly attack him, but colour him impressed. With all of the juicy details, he gave to the present reporters, he could only assume what kind of a magnificent drama he created.

Suddenly a slow clapping sounded through the room. Looking ahead, Izuku saw a tall man in a fancy red suit coming toward them. The man had ash-grey skin, his hair mostly strawberry red with a bit of black at the tips; the style reminded him of deer ears. There were also small, black deer antlers coming from the top of his head. A red-tinted monocycle over his right eye.

"I came here for another reason, but when I saw you pull all of that evidence, I couldn't stop myself from the listening. What a performance, kid! I hadn't been that entertained since the stock market problems in Europe two decades ago." The man's voice sounded a bit off like it was coming through an old radio. His joyful, full red eyes gazed at him, and his wide grin showed off his pointy, yellowish teeth. Then there were his moves that were over the top, helping him express his delight.

"Um, thanks, I guess." Izuku replied, blinking, not being sure how to proceed. "Who are you?" That sounded like a good start.

"Oh, where are my manners. Lucifer Morningstar, one of the United Nations official representants." The man stated, flashing a document that he pulled seemingly out of nowhere. "Your Honour, this whole circus is just a waste of everyone's time. Although it did amuse me quite a bit."

"What do you mean by that?" The judge asked, inching closer.

Morningstar-san walked to the table and pulled out a stack of papers from his coat. "This right here is the decision of the United Nations court regarding that nonsense called Quirkless Hero Ban law."

Izuku already liked the man.

"To sum it up, the UN believes that this law is an open act of discrimination towards the quirkless part of society and gave Japan an ultimatum. Your Prime Minister agreed to take it out, saving your country from terrible consequences." Why did his voice get more malicious at the end? "However, Tsukasa Torikae didn't release the information about it."

"When did Prime Minister signed those documents?" His mom asked, already spotting a huge smile.

"An hour before your son plus his friends moved from U.A. to the training camp to save the students and Heroes there." The man replied, turning to them. "Torikae is already in Interpol custody. As for this fellow here..." Morningstar-san said, chuckling darkly. "Detective Tsukauchi, I believe that you can handle him."

"Of course." The policeman replied, glaring at the Number Two.

"Now, I did my job. It was quite a pleasure meeting you, Izuku Midoriya." The man said, taking his hand and giving him an overly vigorous shake. "Oh, Principal Nezu, you may want to look at your desk, once you return to the school." Morningstar-san stated mysteriously. Then he walked past him like he owned the place. Which he probably did.

His girls rushed to him, trapping him in a tight hug. Soon his mother and in-laws joined in, almost taking away his precious air. But Izuku didn't care. The sound of the judge's hammer and his voice announcing that the case is closed.

The reporters tried to get to him, but Toshi, Aizawa-san and surprisingly Todoroki-san acted as his bodyguards, keeping the vultures away. The group moved with him to the exit. When they walked out of the building, the Quinjet was already parked at the patio before the court, where Puppy waving at them.

Izuku released a sigh and cracked a smile. It was finally over.

Not even a week later, Izuku found himself at Nezu's office. The principal himself was taking the arm of the armchair on which Yagi-san sat. His girlfriends flanked him on the sofa, on another couch sat his mom, Toshi and Detective Tsukauchi. All of them had agreed to meet and talk about the latest developments.

And boy, there were a lot of them. After the lawsuit, the media was buzzing with news about it. Each station giving out its own spinoff, but all saying the same thing; that Torikae and Endeavour were behind bars and the quirkless weren't freaks of nature.

"How is the investigation going, Tsukauchi-san?" Nezu asked, holding a cup of tea.

The detective chuckled a little. "The officers are still looking through the materials that you've provided. They still have to go through more than a half."

Toshi turned to him, gracing Izuku with a dry look. "Remind me to never piss you off."

That got a round of chuckles from everyone and a small whine from Momo that sounded similar to 'language'. He really should show her that scene from 'Age Of Ultron'.

"Speaking of investigation... is there any lead for the League Of Villains." Yagi-san asked, shifting the atmosphere in the room to a more sombre one.

Everyone eyed the detective, who had a light scowl and drummed his fingers against themselves.

"I shouldn't really disclose this information here..." Tsukauchi-san stated, breaking the pregnant pause. "But no. They're laying low. We don't know where All For One sent them. Plus from Midoriya's explanation, it's going to be hard to find them if Kurogiri didn't open his portals there frequently."

Izuku nodded at that. The study on Warp Quirks proved that while you can track them due to their energy signature, it's tough to do if there's not much of it in one spot as it could be easily mistaken. Usually with gamma radiation. Additionally, they would need to make a much denser grid to even attempt it, thus creating a rucksack and alarming the villains about the search.

"Shame that we cannot try to get that information from All For One." Nezu spoke with a grimace and a soft sigh.

Ah right, that monster. While the public version said that the man was kept in the depths of Tartarus, only a few knew the truth. Yagi-san told them in a show of confidence that they would keep it a secret. The Symbol Of Evil was gone for good. He didn't escape. All For One was made into a pile of dust on his way there.

The interference of a third party was more than sure, seeing as all of the watches that the officers had been about two minutes behind the actual time. They suspected a Time Manipulation Quirk or something along those lines, which in Izuku's mind was a fair assumption. However, a power like that was even rarer than Warp Quirks.

Peeking at Nezu, Izuku saw the principal in deep thought. Was the rodent blaming himself for what happened to his ex-students? He didn't know anything about Touya Todoroki-san, so he couldn't understand the man. Bakugo, on the other hand...

Izuku wouldn't deny the fact that before the blonde got his quirk, they were the best friends. Their moms were close, which in turn only encouraged the two to get to know each other better. Of course, after Explosion popped out and people started showering Bakugo with praises, the boy's ego grew so much that the kid became a bully, who took pleasure in beating up other children.

Don't get him wrong, Izuku was still a bit shocked when Bakugo switched sides. He didn't expect this in his wildest imaginations. Sure, he wouldn't call Pomeranian his friend or even acquaintance. Firecracker destroyed all and any delusions he had about that matter years ago.

What Izuku felt was a kind of respect to the Blonde Menace, or rather to his will to win. They were a bit similar in that matter, wanting to prove themselves, even if their reasons to do so were much different. One wanted to do it to prove himself to the world as the best, the other wanted to make a statement to society.

Izuku's brain couldn't help but wonder... What would happen if Bakugo didn't grow up to be an arsehole? Would they be friends? Or at the very least could tolerate each other? Actually, wasn't it a similar case with Toshi? The idiotic beliefs that their quirked society threw at people made their peers close-minded and pushed them to discriminate the teen due to his genes. While Pomeranian was praised for it, his best friend had to suffer. This was so wrong!

Certainly, quirks were impressive and all that jazz, but they shouldn't define a person's worth. Why did society all but beat into almost everyone's head? Surely there was something...

A round of silent laughs and chuckles reached his ears, pulling Izuku out from his bubble. Looking around, he saw that others had amused smiles, giving him looks of interest.

He was mumbling again, wasn't he?

"Sorry about that. I got caught up in my thoughts." He said, scratching his cheek lightly.

"We could see that. So what did that incredible mind of yours cocked up?" Nezu questioned, smirking at him.

"Ugh... Nothing much. It's just a stupid idea." There was no way that this would go through.

"Izuku." Momo called him, gazing at him lovingly. "The only stupid ideas that you have are whenever you fight." Like she was the one to talk with what she did at the camp.

"Yeah, you're the smartest person in any room you walk into." Mei added, grinning at him.

"You want me to brainwash you, so you can talk freely?" Toshi asked seriously, with a small smirk threatening to get free.

Seeing no other option, but to tell what he was thinking, Izuku leaned a bit forward and clasped his hands in front of his mouth. He bored his gaze into the table, gathering his thoughts.

"I'm going to be blunt and sorry for the word, but our society is pretty fucked up." Hearing his mom's and Momo's gasp, he already knew that he was up to a good start. His friend's snicker didn't help any bit. "We're almost literally spoon-fed into believing that our quirks, our genes, are the most deciding factors about ourselves. For example, they're more likely to hire someone with a power that makes them read faster as a secretary, even if their qualifications are low. The same with heroics. Heroes with flashy, powerful quirks get more limelight. Even U.A.'s entrance exam is centred around it." He gave Nezu a pointy look, making principal nod sadly at it. "All because we're made to believe that quirks are everything that matters, which of course, is wrong at its very core."

"It's not like you can change it with a snap of your fingers." Tsukauchi-san cut in, making a gesture with his left hand.

Oh, the irony...

"No, I can't." Izuku agreed with the detective, before stopping and gazing around the room, catching everyone's eyes. "But it can be fixed."

"How so?" Yagi-san asked, tilting his head.

"Erm... it's a bit cheesy, but as we all know, the young are the future, right? So if we set up schools that teach kids that it doesn't matter what kind of genes you possess, what really matters are your actions, then we can change the future. Of course, it won't be perfect, but the chances of the next Endeavour and Bakugo are less. The possibilities that people like Toshi, who are believed that their quirks are 'villainous' would be lower... All we need is a starting point." Izuku spoke seemingly on one breath, his voice carrying as much conviction as it could.

He saw that everyone was really mulling over his words, especially Nezu. Feeling something soft and slightly wet pressed against his cheeks, he looked between his girls, who smiled at him brightly. Toshi was giving him a grateful look, and his mom was beaming with pride.

"That an excellent idea, Young Midoriya." The principal chiperly said, gaining his attention. "We can create the project and give it to the parliament to discuss. Of course, we still need to write it down and iron out the details..." The rodent stated, his small, black eyes moving between his mom and Yagi-san. "Would you two be willing to help me out with it?"

"Certainly, now that I'm on retirement, I need something to do." The ex-Number One Hero spoke, nodding his head.

"I believe that after all of this mess, we need something that's going to lead us toward better times. A good change is always welcomed." His mom added, smiling a little.

Nezu smirked at them. And Izuku knew that smirk. It meant that the principal had something else that he was waiting for the perfect moment to reveal.

"Speaking about change..." The rodent started, his paw digging behind the pillow of the armchair. He pulled out a thick, grey folder, and laid it on the table, pushing it towards Izuku. "There's something that you may be interested in. All four of you, my wonderful students." Right, Nezu just had to be a drama queen.

Still, that picked their interest, making them scoot closer. Izuku being at the centre, took the folder and opened it. He barely saw the title page, and already a giant grin plastered itself on his face.

Oh, change was certainly coming.

PHASE 1 COMPLETED

A/N:

I AM... UPLOADING THIS EPISODE AT THE END OF THE YEAR!

Whew, I'm glad that our Beta and I managed to do it. Everyone please thank our beta for this and all of the previous chapters that he looked through so that we could end this year with a bang.

I wish you all the best in the upcoming year.

Truth to be told, I'm fighting with myself NOT to start another fic (not CTW). I have an amazing idea for the fic, but BFTGU is such an important project for me, and I don't have that much time due to college. It's frustrating...

As for the appearance of the very special guest... If you can't tell by the looks, then go and watch "Hazbin Hotel". That's if you're in the allowed age group.

Stay safe guys and see you in the next upgrade.

PHASE 2 STARTS SOON