With his current maximum of sixty percent of One For All and Aizawa clinging to his back, it took Izuku just under an hour to hop his way across the prefecture to the Todoroki estate.
He saw Geretsuna's car parked in the front, and he went through a rapid progression of relief that they'd gone to the right place, then fear as he realized that Shoko must be in there all alone, and finally determination to make sure she was safe.
It wasn't until Aizawa's hand landed on his shoulder that Izuku realized he had started rushing towards the building.
"Deku," his teacher said, "not yet. We'll get her out, but to do that, we need to do our jobs."
Izuku nodded, regaining control of himself. "You're right, Eraserhead," he replied, "thanks for the catch. Let's get into cover."
His teacher gave him a thumbs up, and they were soon nestled in the branches of an oak tree with a perfect view of the large bay windows that marked Endeavor's office.
Aizawa pulled out a pair of binoculars and handed them to Izuku. When he focused on the window, he audibly gasped.
"I see them!" he cried, "all three of them are in there, Shoko's saying something to Endeavor."
"Got it," Aizawa said, "now we just have to wait for the strike team to get here."
"B-but...they're right there! We could save her!" Izuku protested.
Aizawa's look made him feel like a first-year at the Assessment Test all over again.
He said, "No, Deku. If we go in there without backup, we're only putting her in more danger. We don't move until Nezu arrives with the cavalry, am I clear?"
Izuku nodded reluctantly. Then, he pointed out, "But... Shoko's in danger! Even more than you know, because she's...well, she's…"
"Pregnant?" Aizawa finished, "Yeah, I know. Nezu is having way too much fun torturing me about that fact, and I hold you responsible for it, problem child. Didn't I say to use fucking protection?"
Izuku turned bright red, and started to stammer an apology. Aizawa cut him off.
His teacher continued, "That being said, Midoriya, we are going to get your fiancé out of there, alive and unhurt. Then I'm going to marry the two of you myself, as an extra big middle finger to the flaming bastard in that building right now, understood?"
Aizawa's eyes were burning so intensely, Izuku could only nod in agreement, until a thought suddenly came to him.
Izuku asked, "Wait, Aizawa, you're licensed to perform marriages?"
Aizawa replied, "Of course I am, kid."
"How did that happen?" Izuku wondered aloud.
His teacher answered, "Now that is a very long story, involving a deep undercover mission, an abandoned Denny's, and no less than three assassination attempts against the Prime Minister of Australia. In other words...don't ask."
Izuku didn't, and the two soon lapsed into a tense but dull silence.
About thirty minutes later, Aizawa's radio went off. When he picked it up, it wasn't long until an evil grin spread across his face. Eventually, he said, "Understood. We're on standby, awaiting your command, over."
Aizawa turned to Izuku, just as the first of a long column of police and hero transports pulled into view, silently and efficiently spreading out to encircle the estate.
"That was Nezu," Aizawa informed him, "the cavalry's arrived."
A few minutes later, Aizawa and Izuku cut their way through a hushed scramble of heroes and police setting up a perimeter to reach Nezu, who was talking with Midnight and Snipe.
Turning to them as they approached, the principal said, "Hello there, you two. Are you ready to rescue Miss Todoroki?"
Aizawa and Izuku nodded.
"Then, let's get started with the plan," Nezu began.
He started to explain, "Midnight, Snipe, you're with me; Naomasa will stay out here to coordinate. We're going to try and resolve this quickly, and go up to Enji's office if he doesn't answer the door. The police and 2-A are forming a perimeter, with 2-A around the back of the estate to prevent escapes. And Eraserhead and Deku, you're out front, ready to assist in the takedown if he doesn't come quietly. Everyone clear?"
There were nods of assent around the small huddle.
Nezu smiled savagely as he said, "In that case, let's do this."
In a room lit by the dying embers of sunset, two blue eyes stared into one blue eye and one gray eye.
Putting down the paper he had been examining, Endeavor said, "Watch your tone when you speak to me, Shoko. Now, why are you here?"
Geretsuna, standing against the wall behind Shoko, said, "She's here to apologize for all the shit she put us through."
Shoko glared at the scumbag, who quieted. She replied, "You do not speak for me."
"Be that as it may, is he telling the truth?" Endeavor asked.
"That depends," Shoko replied snarkily, "what do you think I should be apologizing for?"
Endeavor raised an eyebrow. He said, "Why, neglecting your duty as my heir, failing to follow my orders, debasing yourself with a weakling's successor, publicly humiliating me, and aiding your pathetic mother in escaping her imprisonment."
"Ah," Shoko responded, "in that case, I'm not apologizing for anything."
There was a heartbeat of silence, as Endeavor and Geretsuna stared at her in confusion.
Endeavor flared up; in the light of sunset that filled the massive bay window behind his desk, the whole room seemed to dance with orange and red shadow.
He hissed, "I have had enough of your insolence, Shoko. I have spent too many years ensuring that you would be perfect to accept anything less, and yet you continue to disappoint me."
Shoko snapped, "For someone obsessed with being perfect, it sure is funny that you were number two for most of your career, and when you finally did become number one, you threw it away and became a criminal instead."
Endeavor said, "What are you talking about, Shoko? I have done nothing wrong."
Shoko's eyes widened in sincere shock.
"You...you don't actually think you're in the right?" she said in disbelief.
Endeavor crossed his arms over his chest. "Of course I do," he replied, "everything I've done had been for a great legacy and the safety of Japan. In pursuit of that goal, all means are justified."
"Everything you've done," Shoko hissed, "has been for yourself. Don't even pretend you give a damn about saving people or protecting Japan! You ordered me kidnapped! Is that justified to you?"
"I did no such thing. As is my right as your father, I retrieved you from the school I send you to," the flame hero replied, "and besides, you clearly came willingly."
"I didn't agree to leave without you threatening Izuku's mother! That's coercion, which means you broke the law!" Shoko yelled, finally giving up her thin facade of civility.
She had hated and feared the man in front of her for her entire life.
No. More.
She was going to say all the things she'd wished she had over so many years of pain, then walk out of this room and never look back.
"Everything I have done, I have done for you," Endeavor claimed, "you will exceed me one day, I am merely ensuring that you know what it takes to be truly great."
Shoko snapped, "If abusing your family is greatness, I want no part of it!"
"Stop this foolish talk!" Endeavor ordered, "you are my heir, and you should act as such!"
"I am not your perfect heir!" Shoko yelled.
"You are! That is why I created you!" Endeavor replied, starting to get heated.
"Exactly! You created me to be an extension of yourself!" Shoko roared, "So don't even pretend to care about the next generation! You see me and my siblings as your possessions, to shape and discard as you please! I never wanted to be anything of yours!"
Endeavor demanded, "Do not speak of my failures ever again! They were weak, and do not deserve to so much as associate with either of us!"
"You have so many failures, father," Shoko hissed, "but my family is not one of them. They are the only good thing you have ever produced."
"Who has planted these childish notions in your mind?" Endeavor asked, flames dancing across his face as he grew angrier, "was it that weakling All Might? Or perhaps his worthless son or wife?"
"I am not childish, father," Shoko retorted, "I've finally grown up; now I can see what you really are."
Endeavor didn't even seem to hear her as he mused, "I hadn't planned on actually attacking All Might so directly...but if they've been influencing my legacy, I need to correct them."
Blood roared in Shoko's ears; she wanted to destroy her father.
Instead, she had to answer a question she'd just come up with.
"Why weren't you planning on actually following through?" she asked.
Finally, Endeavor shifted his gaze back to her. Through grinding teeth, he replied, "Because, any woman who All Might found fit to bear his successor undoubtedly has a powerful quirk to make her worthy of such an honor. I have no desire to make threats which would be laughed at."
Shoko couldn't understand for a moment. Her father thought Inko Midoriya had a powerful quirk?
When Shoko finally put the pieces together, she started to laugh. The image of the gentle, motherly Inko fighting villains in a costume was just too hilarious.
"Y-you...think Izuku's mom …" Shoko choked, making both men in the room look at her strangely.
Finally, Shoko composed herself, and the anger at her father came roaring back.
She told him, "You're right. Inko Midoriya is infinitely more powerful than you are."
Endeavor raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?" he said, "what is her quirk?"
"She can attract small objects to herself," Shoko replied.
Endeavor looked confused. "That's...a pathetic quirk! What are you trying to pull, Shoko?" he demanded.
"It doesn't matter what her quirk is, father. That's not where her power comes from," Shoko said.
Endeavor shook his head. "Stop with this nonsense," he commanded, "quirks are the only form of power that truly matters when it counts. If you do not have a strong quirk, you are of no importance in the world."
Shoko could sense, rather than see, Geretsuna nodding along behind her.
Two men with extraordinary quirks, who believed that they had the right to do what they wished because of them.
Shoko was sick of them.
She responded, "You're wrong, father. Inko is powerful because of what she is, not what she has. She is the kindest, gentlest woman I've ever met."
Endeavor snapped, "What use is that? She cannot be kind to her enemies!"
"And that," Shoko said, "is why you are the worst hero in Japan. Strength does not come from being able to inflict pain, it comes from being able to heal it. You are weak because all you have ever done is hurt others; you think only in terms of fighting, you can't help anybody. You're just a villain who beats up other villains, at the end of the day."
Endeavor roared, "I AM THE GREATEST HERO IN JAPAN! You have no right to call me a villain!"
"I have every right; I've felt your anger and your hate every day of my life," Shoko replied, "and you are not the greatest hero in Japan. All Might will always be better than you, and Izuku surpassed you the day he faced a scarred girl without hope, and reached out to take her hand."
Endeavor yelled, "I have had ENOUGH of hearing about All Might! He was pathetic, and his legacy will be one of shame and weakness!"
"No," Shoko said, "it won't. His legacy isn't just Izuku. It's me, and every other student he will teach. But I will be an even larger part of his legacy. That's the legacy I choose to be a part of, one of kindness and love and honor. I'll make my own legacy, too, with All Might's blessing. And as for you? You will be forgotten, a dark footnote used as an example of what a hero should not be."
"You are not a part of All Might's legacy, you are mine! Mine and mine alone!" Endeavor said; by now, heat was pouring off of his body, filling the room with twisted shadows and dying light.
Shoko said confidently, "I am nothing of yours. I want nothing you have to offer, you monster."
Endeavor took a step forwards, and the flames roared even higher. Then, he seemed to stop and run back over her words again. His eyes narrowed.
"Why would All Might consider you such an important part of his legacy?" he demanded, "if you are merely involved with his son?"
Shoko realized that she was facing a choice.
She could tell her father the truth, and risk everything to finally reject him once and for all. There was no telling what he might do, though; Shoko would be putting herself and her child at risk.
Or, she could lie and keep yelling at him, which was starting to get old anyway.
Shoko had honed her father-angering instincts into a delicate instrument over years of practice, and it was time to drop the hammer.
"Because," she said, "I'm pregnant with his grandchild."
There was dead silence for a long time, as Geretsuna and Endeavor stared at her in disbelief.
At last, her father shouted, "You WHAT?"
He stomped forward, grabbing her by the arm as he flared up.
Shoko cried out involuntarily as his flames burned her skin.
Dragging her close, the flame hero hissed, "You stupid, idiotic girl! What have you done?"
"Gotten pregnant with Izuku's child," Shoko snarked, "I thought that was already obvious."
"You're going to have his bastard offspring? I raised you better than that!" Endeavor yelled.
Shoko replied, "Actually, you didn't raise me at all, you were too busy training me. And it's not going to be a bastard, we're engaged. Even if it was, I am going to love and cherish this child more than you ever did to any of your children."
As she spoke, Shoko raised her hand, until Izuku's ring glinted in the rosy light of the dying sun.
Geretsuna was making strangled noises in the background; Shoko hoped he choked on his own ego and died.
Endeavor's eyes fell on the ring, then tracked back to Shoko's features. She shuddered as she saw the hate burning in her father's eyes.
It was the same look he got whenever he talked about All Might.
Endeavor reared back, and Shoko braced for something; a blow, a shout, an instruction to Geretsuna.
But it never came, because the doorbell rang.
Instantly, all three of them froze; the moment came sharply into focus again.
Endeavor ordered, "Geretsuna, go answer that."
The man nodded and scurried out of the room, leaving father and daughter alone once again.
The flame hero leaned close to Shoko, who still felt her arm burning in his grip.
"Now, we have to figure out what to do with you," her father hissed darkly.
Shoko glared at him, defiant to the end.
Geretsuna stomped downstairs and towards the door, his mind still reeling.
Shoko was fucking pregnant? And engaged? What the hell?
Why would she do that for a guy like Midoriya, when he was available?
"Gah, women are so stupid," he thought, "claiming that they want men who are going to "treat them well" and "value them" when all they really want is to be held down and fucked-"
As he opened the door, Geretsuna's brain screeched to a halt as a gun was casually aimed at his face, the hammer clicking loudly.
"Put yer hands up, and don't move a muscle," a cowboy-looking motherfucker drawled through a metallic mask.
As he complied with the first order (he was shaking too much to really obey the second), a mouse-bear-dog-creature chirped, "Sora Geretsuna, you are under arrest for kidnapping and attempted pursuit of a quirk marriage!"
Geretsuna knew he was screwed; he did the only thing his panicking brain could think of. He ran.
Snipe aimed casually to take out the moron who thought he could outrun a bullet. It was a shame he had to aim for nonlethal hits, given what he'd been told about this particular bastard, but hey, accidents happened.
"Wait, don't shoot," Nezu said.
Snipe immediately lowered his gun. "Why not?" he asked, even as he joined Midnight and his boss in racing upstairs towards Endeavor's office.
Nezu replied, "It's a waste of time, and besides...he's running towards the back of the estate, where Todoroki's friends are stationed."
Snipe felt himself smile viciously, a smile Nezu echoed as he finished, "I feel like we should let her classmates dispense some justice in this case, don't you think?"
"Guys," Midnight interrupted, "let's get Todoroki away from her dumpster fire of a father first, before we watch a rapist get horribly maimed, yeah?"
"You're quite right," Nezu agreed, "business before pleasure. Now, I believe this is the right door…"
The heroes sprinted onwards, backed up by a wave of police.
Geretsuna was expecting a bullet in the back as he ran, but nothing happened as he sprinted away.
"Hah, stupid heroes can't even do this right," he thought.
As he escaped, he considered his next move.
He was done with Endeavor; Shoko was more trouble than she was worth, and he could find another path into heroics if he really wanted it.
Besides, a pregnant woman wouldn't be as much fun to take for his own, he wasn't about to raise another dude's kid like some sort of cu-
As he escaped out the back door and started to race through the woods, Geretsuna slammed face first into a wall he knew hadn't been there before.
He bounced off of it and went flying back several feet, landing flat on his back.
He groaned as he sat up; he felt blood trickling from a gash in his head where he'd scraped it on the wall.
"What the fuck, man?" he whined.
"So," the wall said, " you're the one who was trying to force Todoroki to marry you."
Geretsuna's eyes widened, and he looked up to see something terrifying.
What he'd thought was a wall was, in fact, that big red-haired dude Geretsuna remembered from Shoko's dorm. His skin was fused and sharpened into a rock-solid barrier. He was bare-chested, leaving his inhuman appearance on full display, and his hands had turned into razor-sharp claws. Even his hair was hardened. With the dark shadows of dusk drifting over his eerily bright smile and sharp teeth, he looked like a vengeful demon.
"I-I'm..." Geretsuna started to stammer as more shapes emerged from the dark trees, encircling him.
Among many others, he saw a bird-headed man whose mere presence seemed to make the shadows around him boil, a tall, stately black-haired woman who was aiming a massive fucking cannon at him with an eager smirk, an enormous figure whose many arms wove and shifted around his body like an ancient Hindu god, and the brown-haired girl he'd shoved aside to get into the common room, who was smiling like she was imagining his head tastefully adorning her mantelpiece.
Then, a familiar face appeared, stepping out next to the red-haired man with a grin that didn't reach her eyes.
"You," Geretsuna breathed.
Mina Ashido nodded. "Me," she confirmed.
"W-what do you want with me?" Geretsuna stammered, trying to scoot away from the pink girl as she advanced towards him.
Mina told him, "I'm going to fulfill the promise I made you in that coffee shop."
Geretsuna's eyes widened as he saw acid, far darker than the stuff she'd thrown at him six months ago, collecting in her hands.
Mina followed his eyes, and then smiled. "Oh, this? This is just a little present ," she said, "it's my strongest nonlethal acid, just for you. It'll start melting through your skin after a while, but I won't let that happen. After all, there are eighteen of us here, and we are all looking forward to getting a piece of you."
Geretsuna started gibbering; this couldn't be happening.
Mina just smiled sweetly, and pitched the acid directly at the scumbag.
"Have at him, everyone!" she called.
A few seconds later, the screaming started.
Shoko was dragged closer to her father, feeling the heat coming off his flames as she desperately fought to get free.
"Let go of me!" she cried.
"Is THIS how you thank me for everything I've done!" Endeavor asked, eyes blazing wildly as his plans crumbled before his eyes, "I created you , raised you, gave the world to you on a silver platter! Everything you are, you owe to me! Then you go and not just sully yourself, you do it with the son of the man you were designed to surpass! And now you are bearing his child, for his legacy? You are the worst failure I have ever had."
Shoko had had enough. She yelled, "Get OFF!"
Instinctively, her quirk flared, and an ice spike formed from her palm.
It gouged a path along Endeavor's shoulder, shocking him enough for Shoko to break his grip. She retreated, pressing herself against the far wall as Endeavor staggered back.
Raising a hand and wincing as he felt the shallow scrape, he whispered, "You attacked me? You attacked me!"
Shoko cringed away, crying, "It was an accident!"
Endeavor took a deep breath, then his eyes glittered terribly as a new plan came to him. He could still salvage this.
He said, "So, it has come to this. You attack a hero, your own father no less, in his own home. Do you know what that means?"
Shoko started to sink to her knees.
"It means you are a villain, Shoko," Endeavor said softly, awfully, "and it is my job to defeat villains."
Shoko started to sob; she'd screwed it all up, she'd given him the excuse he needed.
"I am feeling forgiving, Shoko," Endeavor said, "clearly, you inherited your mother's illness, and in a moment of fear over being told your beloved boyfriend was a bad influence on you, lashed out."
Shoko was watching lies spun before her very eyes. It was everything she'd ever feared, coming true.
"Cease this madness, and come back to me," Endeavor commanded, "and all will be forgotten. You can still be a hero."
Once, Shoko would have folded, would have agreed instantly.
But not now.
She'd tasted happiness, had lost her old fears to Izuku's arms and lips and love. She was no longer driven by her father; neither her fear, her hatred, nor her obedience to him had any sway anymore.
She stood again, her eyes dry, and she told him, "Never."
Her father's eyes flared.
He roared, "Then I will defeat you, and you and your bastard child can rot in prison!"
He raised his hand, flames already swirling as he drew back for a strike.
Shoko tensed for a fight.
Izuku wasn't coming after all; she'd have to rely on herself.
She didn't know if she could.
Then, just as Endeavor prepared to attack, the door to his office exploded off its hinges with a slam.
Midnight stood in the doorway, having clearly kicked the door in.
"Actually," a wonderfully familiar voice said, "the only villain who will be defeated here today is you, Enji Todoroki."
Nezu strolled into the office, flanked by Snipe and Midnight.
Shoko fell to her knees in relief as Endeavor switched his focus.
He snapped, "What the hell are you people doing here? Out of my home!"
Nezu replied, "No. Enji Todoroki, you are under arrest."
Endeavor goggled at them. "What?" he said, "Impossible! I'm a hero!"
"Not as of ten minutes ago, when the Hero Commission officially revoked your license for crimes dating back three decades, and continuing until your kidnapping of Shoko Todoroki today," Nezu replied, "now, either come quietly, or we will use force."
Snipe made a show of loudly cocking his revolver for emphasis, aiming it directly at the flame-wreathed man. On the other side of a very nonchalant Nezu, Midnight dropped into a combat stance.
The now-defunct Endeavor snapped, "What have you done, you damn rat? You can't hope to fight me, I'm the Number One Hero!"
"Not anymore, you're not," Nezu taunted, "now, you're just another villain."
Shoko's father roared, "I will not be dragged off in chains like a common criminal!
He began to cover his body in flames once more, clearly preparing to attack.
Shoko watched in disbelief as Nezu riled up her father. Snipe and Midnight were highly capable heroes, sure, but there was no way they could face Endeavor in open combat. What was Nezu planning?
"You know, I'd be more afraid," Nezu said, "if you had not committed several serious blunders."
"Oh, and what are those blunders, you damn rat?" Endeavor snapped.
Nezu's grin was wide and merciless as he replied, "First, you forgot that UA has a teacher who can easily negate your vaunted quirk. And second…"
Shoko watched as Nezu's hands, folded behind his back, clicked a button he had hidden in the palm of his hand.
The principal finished, "You monologued in front of a large, easily breakable window."
Shoko's eyes widened as a familiar shape suddenly rose into view in the giant bay windows Endeavor had installed in his office.
She knew that green costume by heart.
She saw what was going to happen before her father did, as Izuku shouted, "FLORIDA...SMASH!"
With a single blow from a white glove, the window shattered, and Izuku sailed iron boots-first into Endeavor's face, Aizawa leaping in behind him, already erasing the opponent's quirk.
It took two blows; Endeavor never stood a chance.
The burning man flew back several feet from the force of being struck with Izuku's kick, breaking his desk as he stumbled, and he had barely regained his balance before Izuku's superpowered fist slammed into his face, breaking his nose and sending the larger man soaring into the wall.
Izuku leapt forward again, twisting his body as his leg swung forward.
Shoko swore she heard the crunch of bone as the kick landed in the center of Endeavor's chest, making him crumple like a ragdoll.
Finally, Izuku stepped aside, and Aizawa swung into his place, quickly binding up and securing the large man into his capture weapon.
"Hostile secured," he said swiftly.
Shoko and Izuku raced for each other as soon as Aizawa confirmed victory.
"Are you safe? Are you hurt?" Izuku asked, gathering Shoko into his arms and clinging to her.
She did the same to him as she replied, "I-I'm fine, Izuku... God, I'm so sorry, I didn't want to leave…"
Shoko started to sob into her fiancé's shoulder as the events of the day caught up with her.
"I was so close to losing everything," she thought.
Izuku just held her tight, patting her gently on the back and letting the tears flow. "I know, I know," he said soothingly, "I forgive you. Everything's okay."
She looked at him, at the genuine, honest smile of love and relief he wore.
She kissed him, swearing that she would never let him go again.
They were interrupted shortly after, when Aizawa asked without looking up from his capture, "Permission for punitive measures?"
Nezu kept smiling as he replied, "Permission granted."
Aizawa smiled too, which never boded well.
He took ahold of one of Endeavor's arms, which was twisted behind him with Aizawa's capture weapon, and broke it with a single motion.
As Endeavor yelled in pain, Aizawa said matter-of-factly, "That one is for resisting arrest."
Then, he took Endeavor's other arm.
Shoko wanted to cheer as Aizawa leaned close and hissed into her father's ear, "And this one is for hurting my student."
The snap of bone was Shoko's new favorite sound.
With that done, Aizawa finally put quirk-suppressing cuffs on the dazed man, and stepped away.
"Anyone else want a go at him?" he asked.
Snipe raised his hand. Nezu looked at him sternly for a moment, and the cowboy's shoulders slumped. "Fine, non-lethal," he grumbled.
Nezu nodded. "Only two shots, to keep things moving, please," he said.
Snipe was already pulling out his revolver again and stalking over to the ex-hero, who had been rolled over onto his back by now.
"The way I see it," Snipe drawled, "you ain't nuthin' more than a varmint. And you know what, I don't think varmints need kneecaps all that much, especially not where you're goin'."
Snipe aimed for the stated body parts, and fired once, then twice.
Endeavor cried as his kneecaps shattered into tiny little pieces.
Snipe sauntered away, whistling jauntily with a smoking revolver slung against his shoulder.
Finally, Midnight stepped forwards, not even waiting for Nezu's nod, though he gave it anyway.
She simply said, "Fuck you, you tiny-dicked piece of shit. Enjoy being a no-dicked piece of shit."
She raised a leg, and stomped onto Endeavor's crotch with her heavy combat shoes.
He was dazed and out of it by that point, but the shriek of agony he let out made every male in a one-kilometer radius cringe-not in sympathy, he deserved it-but cringe, nonetheless.
Midnight walked away, and went over to where Shoko and Izuku were watching her with wide-eyed respect.
"You guys ready to get out of here?" she asked.
"What do you think, Shoko?" Izuku asked softly, "was that good enough?"
She smiled as she answered, "You know, it was a really good start. He's not worth another breath from me, though. I want to leave this damn house, and never come back."
Together, the couple turned to Midnight and nodded as the police filed in behind Naomasa, having happily waited for their turn with the hated Endeavor.
Judging by the glares they were giving the semiconscious man, his torment probably wasn't over, which Shoko was more than happy with.
It was finally over.
He would never bother Shoko, or her family, ever again.