Inari glares heavily at two adults staring and whispering about her as she makes her way towards the heroes observation room. She turns her head back forward and barges into the room without knocking.

"Nezu, you fucker. Why do you like stairs fuckin' so much?" Inari asks with a pained expression, adjusting her grip on her crutches.

"Exercise, Ine-san!" Nezu exclaims cheerfully, earning an irritated glare from the white haired woman.

"Exercise my ass. The students have a physical education class already," Inari mutters irritably, lightly kicking the door closed and walking over to one of the chairs.

"Ah–everyone, this is Private Investigator Ine. She's helping us with certain matters happening here at UA. Ine-san, I assume you recognize everyone here," The animal principal introduces her to the heroes sitting in the room. Inari blinks slightly, surprised to see so many people here.

"Oh shit, hi. I didn't realize so many people were here." Inari pouts slightly when she doesn't see Eraser. "Where's Eraser? He hiding from me?"

"He's going to be commenting on today's events with Present Mic." The contemplating expression on her face makes Best Jeanist sigh.

"Ine, I will tie you to a chair. You're too injured to walk all the way up to the commenters' box," He threatens, making Inari roll her eyes.

"I am not too injured," Inari defends herself stubbornly, walking over to sit down next to Toshinori.

"If you would take your medication, you'd probably be able to," Toshinori comments innocently.

Inari winces in pain when she moves one of her legs before giving the skeletal man a betrayed look. "I feel incredibly betrayed. How could you, Yagi-san?"

"A-apologies, Young Ine. I–I didn't mean to–" Inari snorts out a laugh, making herself go into an incredibly painful coughing fit.

"Fu-uck!" Best Jeanist is next to her in a flash, two fingers pressed against her wrist. She continues coughing, chest convulsing in searing pain. Fuck this shit hurts!

"I–I'm fine Jeanist–" Her coughing gets worse. After a few long moments, her fit finally subsides and leaves her out of breath.

"Fuck, that shit hurt. I'm fine. Stop motherhenning me. That's Naomasa's job," Inari snarks, throat a bit hoarse while pulling her hand away from the taller man's.

"Inari," The white haired woman jumps slightly at the angry snarl. She looks up and stares up at the blurry Best Jeanist.

She sighs heavily and averts her gaze. "It looks worse than it is. I'm fine. Really."

"What happened to you? You sound like absolute shit!" A short young woman with long white hair, bunny ears, dark skin, and red eyes asks while leaning against the wall.

"Mirko-san," Best Jeanist scolds lightly as Inari barks out a laugh.

"Was at USJ. I pushed Eraserhead–that ungrateful asshole–out of the Nomu's way. The fucker that controlled that monster was a fucking pussy," Inari summarizes with a small scowl. "I'm gonna dropkick his fuckin' ass the next time I see him."

"Which you won't be doing until you are healed. 100%." Best Jeanist gives Inari a small glare, arms crossed.

Inari flips the older man off. "Ha! Sucks for you, I haven't been 100% okay for years! Physically, mentally, or emotionally."

"That isn't something you should brag about, Young Ine," Toshinori comments, making Inari roll her eyes.

"Watcha gonna do? Handcuff me to a chair 'til I'm better?" Inari glares at Best Jeanist. "No. Fuck you. I'll tell Gang Orca about the incident."

"You said you wouldn't," Best Jeanist says with wide eyes. Inari scowls at him and points one of her crutches at him.

"Try me bitch."

Inari yelps when the door is slammed open. "Inari, if you so much as move a finger, I'll ground you!"

Hodaka storms in, glaring at the 18 year old woman, standing on top of a cabinet with one of her crutches pointed at Best Jeanist menacingly. Nezu was watching the scene with clear amusement while most of the heroes stood behind him, not wanting to get in the No. 4 Hero's way. Mirko was cheering Inari on and Toshinori was attempting to diffuse the situation. Inari blinks in surprise before jumping to the next cabinet.

"You can't ground me! I'm the adult!" Inari shouts defiantly while flipping off her brother.

"Don't you fucking dare! I will stab you!" Inari shouts when Hodaka starts to stalk towards her and takes out her switchblade.

"Y-Young Ine, he is your brother! Please put down the knife," Toshinori pleads with wide eyes. Inari bares her teeth and crouches into a fighting stance.

"Stab him! Show him what you're made of!" Mirko shouts with a wide smile. Nezu cackles loudly and takes a sip from his tea. Inari yelps in surprise when Best Jeanist finally manages to grab her with his Quirk. She lets out a string of profanities, both towards her brother and towards the blonde man.

"You motherfuckers! Let me go! I'll fucking beat your ass!" Inari struggles against the threads, only to have them tighten. She growls lowly and stays still, knowing she was beat.

"U-um... I-Ine-san?" A small voice from the door calls out, bringing everyone's attention. Izuku stood there, looking around with wide eyes. Inari grins brightly and gives the green haired boy a two finger salute.

"Hey, Broccoli Boi! Watcha doin'? Don't you have a lunch break?" Inari asks cheerfully, ignoring how she was restrained.

Izuku blushes at the nickname and ducks his head and fidgets with his fingers. "I–I need to talking with you about–about something..."

"Okay! Jeanist put me down. No I won't run. Broccoli Boi came all the way here and I don't wanna leave him hangin'!" Inari says, turning her head to give Best Jeanist a glare. He sighs and metra her glare before letting her go. The white haired woman quickly finds her balance and uses her crutches to walk to the door.

"C'mon. You got lunch yet? There's a hero vendor 'round the corner. I'll buy you something."

"A-ah you don't–don't have to I-Ine-san! I-I'm fine!" Izuku stutters out, following after Inari. She closes the door and leads the way.

"Oh, hush! I'm paying! You obviously haven't eaten an' ya need something on your stomach before you beat the shit out of your opponents!"

"I-Ine-san, I'm not–I'm not Kacchan! I'm fine."

Yo. Hope you like the new chapter! I wonder what Izuku needs Inari for? Bye!

Merry early New Years!