"Time to take your seats everyone."

With Kacchan and Zuku back in class everything was finally back to some form of normality.

Hitoshi hadn't been able to get the meeting with Mirio-senpai out of his head, especially the comment of seeing more of him soon, they barely saw the third years around, most of them ate off campus and their school hours were much shorter with the majority working part-time with agencies ready to go fully pro after graduation.

"Now that Midoriya and Bakugou are back we'll go into more detail about what the work studies entail. Go ahead and come in."

The door opened before…

In walked Mirio-senpai along with two other third years.

Hitoshi's eyes widened.

"I'll have people who've experienced them first-hand explain. I suggest you listen carefully as they point out how much studies differ from internships. These three are third years at UA. They rank at the very top of our student body. You may know them as The Big Three."

Mirio is in the top three? Woah!

Looking over at Zuku the slack jawed expression told him that he was a big deal.

"Get to it, introduce yourselves briefly. Let's start with Amajiki."

The guy Shouta had called Amajiki seemed to be shaking.

"It's not good, you two go, I just can't."

Was he okay?

"Even if I try to imagine them as potatoes…"

Wait, what?!

"I can see their human bodies. I know that they're still people. No words are coming out, my minds blank, and my mouth is dry. I can't say anything, I wanna… go home."

He turned around so that his back was facing them.

The blue-haired girl laughed.

"Come on, Tamaki! You need to have the heart of a lion, not a kitten. You know, even though you're human, get what I mean?" She motioned towards Amajiki. "This is our kitten, Tamaki Amajiki."

Wait, was this the friend Mirio-senpai was talking about, it had to be.

"You remind me a lot of my friend, he's a worrier too."

"And hi, my name is Nejire Hadou. I'm supposed to talk about work studies. You first years have a really exciting time ahead of you. Hey wait, hold on. Why are you wearing a mask, it is 'cause you're feeling sick?" She crouched in front of Shoji's desk. "Or just trying to look cool?"

"Uh. Well…"

"Oh woah!" She bounced to her feet. "And you must be Todoroki, am I right? Yeah! How'd you get that big burn on your face?"

"Hey!" Hitoshi shouted before realising his lips had even moved. His eyes widened before everyone in the class stilled, turning to look at him. He felt the muteness clawing at his throat.

Damn it, not now!

'NO ASK STORY PEOPLE SCARS' He signed strongly.

"He said you don't ask people about their scars." Kacchan translated.

"Sorry, you're right, I apologise, that was really rude of me and totally not my place." Hadou apologised.

He noticed the quipped smile Shouta had on his face before staring down at the notebook on his desk, wishing he could teleport anywhere else but this classroom.

Hadou continued on with her introduction as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, Hitoshi." Came the whispered call of Shoto.

He turned in his chair.

'THANK YOU'

Hitoshi smiled before replying with a nod.

'NO PROBLEM'

"Hadou…" Came the warning voice of Shouta, who had clearly passed his limit of the blue-haired girl's continued questioning of the class.

"Haha, no worries, Sir, I'm up next and I'll get the audience refocused. Okay, well you guys look like you have no idea what's going on and I don't blame you, we might come across a little strange."

"A little?..." Came the murmured response from the rest of the class.

"We are third years who just showed up in your class out of nowhere to explain a program that's completely voluntary. I can see how you'd be confused by that. Hm. You guys got your provisional licenses as first years, right? Huh! This batch of new students has proven to be pretty darn energetic. So the problem is, you must not have a sense of humour. Heads up, the rad new plan is all you first years fight me at once."

"Come again?" Sero exclaimed.

"You wanna' fight us?!" Asked Kirishima.

"Well if you want them to experience our experience this is a pretty rational way of doing it then, right Eraserhead?"

Shouta didn't seem to care for the whole thing from his expression. But by the looks of it after everything that had happened with the three of them at Ground Beta maybe he wanted the lot of them to get their asses handed to 'em just to knock them down a few pegs.

"Do whatever you want."

Yep, he was right.

"Midoriya, Bakugou, Todoroki, you will sit this one out."

"Oh come on!" Kacchan shouted.


After they had walked to the gym his classmates had began their attempts to take down Mirio-senpai. Due to his quirk Hitoshi elected to stand at the side with his cousins and Shoto despite having been told by Shouta to grab his support items.

There was no point in him trying to take on Mirio-senpai, right?

"So if a hero appears with a quirk you don't want to face then you'll just stand on the sidelines and do nothing, is that your plan?" Shouta questioned.

"Out there on the streets I would only cause more trouble getting myself injured, knocked out, or killed trying to take on a quirk type unsuited to my brainwashing quirk therefore I would make a stronger ally assessing the greater scope of the situation by providing rescue support to anyone in the area and aiding with evacuation, staying close enough where I can step in to assist if the situation went bad. Plus, from what Zashi has been telling me about hero work you guys get a call when your specific quirk is required therefore I wouldn't be in a situation where I would need to stand back and let the other heroes fight instead of me."

Shouta fixed him with a stare.

"I know you're looking smug without even needing to see you."

Hitoshi smirked.

"Hey, Togata, there's one more over here."

"You cheeky bastard…" He grumbled under his breath to his father before finding himself shoved into the centre of the gym.

He could see Shouta chuckling.

"Oh hey!"

"No fair, why does Hitoshi get his support gear?" Ashido pouted.

"Because he has a mental quirk and can't attack otherwise, this places him on an equal playing field with your own more attack orientated quirks."

"Sounds fair to me." Kirishima nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I mean, I can shoot electricity, the least Toshi should be allowed is his scarf."

"It's a capture weapon." He stated, unravelling some of it ready to go before pulling down his goggles.

"Awww he's like a little Mr. Aizawa." Hagakure squealed.

"Please stop…" Hitoshi groaned in embarrassment of the girls fawning he could hear behind him.

He focused back on Mirio-senpai.

I'll wait for him to make a move rather than rushing in, maybe that was where everyone else was going wrong with their attacks. Patience may yield the best strategy for taking him down. I don't have the advantage of being able to use my quirk either, he saw me use it during the sports festival but the best I can hope for is that he doesn't know about how it activates or my training with Shouta. He'll know how the capture weapon works because he's probably seen Dad use his but if I move fast I may be able to catch him off-guard and tie him up. He'd just permeate straight through the material though. Even if I could just pin him that would be an improvement on the rest of my class' results so I'll aim for that. Start small.

"Okay, let's get started."

Mirio-senpai smiled before he disappeared into the ground.

He'll try and grab me from any angle, just like he did to them, so I'll cover him off.

Hitoshi threw out more of the capture weapon so that it hung out around him.

Mirio-senpai reappeared behind him but he was able to catch his wrist with the material and throw him away.

"Nice, good reactions." The third year complimented with a smile before rushing him from the front.

He readied his stance and just as he anticipated, Mirio-senpai dipped into the ground just before he made contact. Hitoshi leapt over to the spot he had dived down into before pre-emptively throwing out the capture weapon. As the permeation hero emerged from the floor he quickly tied the material around his ankle before throwing himself a slide and knocking out the other from under him. With the capture weapon still in place he quickly laid the weight of his leg across Mirio-senpai's own keeping him down before grabbing his arms and pinning them to his back, his final move being to wrap the capture weapon around his wrists.

Breathing heavily from the fight Hitoshi looked over at his classmates… who were all staring in disbelief.

"When the hell did Hitoshi learn martial arts?..."

"HELL YEAH!" Exclaimed Bakugou from where he was stood next to a very proud looking Shouta.

"Eeeeeeeee!" Hadou squealed as she rushed over, bundling him up into a hug. "You're so cool!"

Hitoshi shrugged off the embrace, un-wrapping the capture weapon and offering a hand to Mirio-senpai to help him to his feet.

"So you are as good as Aizawa-sensei said you were." The third year smiled, his expression also that of pride as his hand came to rustle Hitoshi's purple hair. "Good job, Hitoshi."

"Okay that's enough excitement for one day. Say thank you to the third years."

"Thank you." The class echoed.

Mirio-senpai gave him one last pat on the head before they walked off out the gym.

Zuku rushed over seconds later.

"Toshi, that was amazing, you were so cool! You need to tell me everything so that I can write it down in my notebook later and…"

"Class isn't over." Came the blood red stare of Shouta.

"Sorry, sensei."

Hitoshi couldn't help the smile which came to his face.

He actually did it!