Almost without us noticing, Monday had come, and it was… a bit exciting. But also, a touch confusing.
"So, Parents Day isn't until this afternoon for 1-B?" I asked. "Weird."
"No weirder than the support having theirs tomorrow." Mei insisted. "Papa insisted he wanted to come to see my Babies too."
Neito raised a brow at that. "So, is he? My dad's taken the afternoon off to come around." The Quirk Copycat remarked.
"He is. I asked Te instead if she could come today, and got her permission." I noted. "Mostly because otherwise, I'd have to ask Power Loader to help me tear Mei away from his classroom."
"Nobody gets between me and my babies!" Mei declared with a wider grin.
I simply countered with a glowering stare. "Except lunch, right?" I asked.
Mei froze up a bit at that… and visibly deflated. "Fine! Innovation can't run on an empty tank." She grumbled.
"And if you don't, Koda's our backup," I added with a smirk.
Neito just laughed a little. "It's a wonder that you two aren't actually brother and sister. You go so well with their madness." He commented.
"Wait, what's that supposed to mean?" I demanded.
Neito's mocking laughter was my only answer.
It wasn't long after that we split up into our separate classes. But even as I entered 1-A, there was something of a… tension in the air. Others were there – in fact for once I was one of the later students in – but everyone seemed at least slightly nervous.
For good reason. As I noted earlier, Parents Day was today for us. It seemed like they were having separate Parents Days to let every student in every classroom have a chance. Not a bad idea honestly, and it meant that they could focus on specific classes without too much strain. Hero Course Year 1 today, General and Support Year 1 Tuesday, repeat for the second years, and the third years didn't get their own – apparently, two years is enough chance.
"Yo, Andros!" Sato called out as I walked in, walking over to a group including him, Hagakure and Jiro – Mina was talking with Momo after all. Jiro… looked a little annoyed.
"Yo. So, what's up?" I asked. "Jiro looks like someone tried to make a terrible music comparison."
Jiro looked at me at that… and raised a brow slightly. "A terrible music comparison?" She repeated.
"Look, I'm bad enough trying to remember music from my past life, the limit of what I know about now is Deep Dope, through you," I grumbled.
"Well, it's good to see you're getting some taste." Jiro half-snorted, annoyance once more on her face.
Hagakure let out a sigh. "Mineta insulted her chest size earlier. Apparently, something happened at the amusement park he, Shoji, Iida, and Tokoyami went to… and Tokoyami got proposed to." She explained.
"Tokoyami, and not… Shoji?" I asked. "No offence to Tokoyami, but I'd have thought with Shoji's muscles and height…"
"None taken." GAH, WHAT THE FUCK? How did I not notice Tokoyami perching himself on one of the nearby desks? "Besides, she was only a little girl – she was grateful for me helping out with her fears."
"Quirk Manifestation." Dark Shadow added from… somewhere. Tokoyami looked a little annoyed that Dark Shadow was being cheeky, so it's likely just him messing with Tokoyami.
I shook my head vigorously enough to shake the suit slightly. "Anyway, how does that lead to him… insulting Jiro?"
"Simple, he said something about grooming the kid-" Sato started, and that was enough for me to look around the room, pulling an empty Fullbottle out and toss it at Mineta's head.
With a light clicking sound, it smacked into the side of his little head, with Hagakure rushing over to grab it before anyone else could with a little giggle.
"What was that for?" Mineta called out.
"You literally made a comment on grooming a kid into being the perfect wife," I grunted out. "Think next time before you speak."
Mineta rolled his eyes before sighing, getting back to talking with Kaminari about something… and Hagakure handed over the bottle.
"Y'know, as much as he deserves it, you've been pretty hard on Mineta. Like, more than some of us are." Hagakure noted.
I let out a snort at that. "It's based on what I said before the sports festival. Mineta literally ranks near the top of smarts in the class – I'm pretty sure he's only directly outdone by YaoMomo. That's brainpower he could use, but instead, he languishes in mediocracy, and pervs on others to an excessive degree." I elaborated. "In other words, he could be an amazing hero, but he's wasting that potential."
"And so, you're hard on him for that?" Sato questioned. "It's still kinda harsh."
"Sometimes one must delve into the darkness to pull another's head from the abyss." Tokoyami summarized.
"Revelry in the dark," I concluded.
"Indeed."
Still, as we waited, soon everyone arrived and was seated. Soon enough, the Homeroom bell rang… and yet despite the rest of the class being here, there was one exception. No sign of Aizawa-sensei. There was a bit of muttering that seemed to go around the room at that – for once not from Izuku.
"That's weird… it's not like Aizawa-sensei to be late." Ochako remarked.
"Maybe it was some bad traffic, kero?" Tsyu questioned, although she sounded uncertain herself.
Iida shook his head. "It speaks badly of him, of us, and of the school for him to be late today of all days!" At that, he started to move his arms back and forth, like a steam train's side rods.
"I mean, he's as human as the rest of us," Sero remarked. "Even he's gotta have a late day now and then."
"But as heroes, we can't afford to be late – should that not be shown by promptness in arriving at the classroom?!" Iida insisted.
Still, even as the muttering continued at a light pace, time crept on, and then the bell for the end of homeroom rang. Still no Aizawa-sensei. This only meant the muttering turned into full-blown chatter, not hurt when Momo spoke up.
"Isn't it nearly time for our parents to be here as well?" Momo asked. "I haven't seen a single one yet."
"Well, they've still got a bit until they need to arrive," Kirishima noted.
"Still, not a single one?"
"Maybe they got lost," Jiro suggested.
Mina hummed and nodded, but even she wasn't entirely all smiles as usual. "U.A.'s huge after all." She added.
Iida stood up from his desk. "Then it falls to me as your class representative to go to the staff room to check." Iida declared. "Everyone! Remain here until I return!"
But at that, there was a simultaneous buzz from all of us. At that, everyone reached into their pockets and pulled out their phones. I imagine they all got the same text message as me from Aizawa.
RIDE BUS TO MOCK CITYSCAPE. NOW.
In other words, training grounds alpha through sigma. But why?
"Huh… the city?" Kaminari questioned, and then snapped his fingers. "I got it! Aizawa wants to host the model class, the letter reading, and facility tour in one place, so we're gonna show them an example of the class in action!"
"Even so, it sounds a bit odd for sensei to not tell us first," Ojiro noted.
"You think it's something else?" I queried.
Bakugou snorted. "If it's some fucking villain plot, we'll just kick their asses." He insisted.
"And it could be something like the start of term test. The… uh, what was it? Rational Deception?" Mineta noted.
Izuku was… muttering a bit, but for once Bakugou's reaction was more… subdued, giving him a death glare. Baby steps.
"Regardless, we don't have a choice. We can't afford to be late." Iida remarked. "Everyone! Remember your letters!"
At that, Iida tapped the… bulging chest of his uniform. Is that a letter or some new type of uniform? Regardless, everyone shuffled out of the classroom, and out to the front of the school, where there was indeed a bus waiting. A bus that was being driven by one of the U.A. robots, surprisingly silent as we filed in, not even answering hellos or questions. Curiouser and curiouser.
"Ojiro-san is right. This isn't like Aizawa-sensei." Izuku said as the bus started off. "He hates wasting time, so why would he have us all gather in class only to leave it for somewhere else without telling us directly?"
Mineta let out a scoff. "Or maybe he just forgot to tell us." He insisted.
"As much as I hate to agree, Mineta has a point." Jiro pointed out. "Sero said it earlier, he's as human as the rest of us."
"But what about the parents?" Izuku added. "None of them showing up? Were they informed beforehand?"
"Fuyumi-nee-san didn't mention anything this morning," Todoroki remarked. At that, Iida yawned. "Are you ok Iida? You seem tired – that's not like you."
"Rattling vehicles can have that effect on me," Iida noted with a little smile. "That, and I was up all night parsing my letter from forty pages down to twenty."
"You still ended up with twenty?" Izuku exclaimed.
"Of course! I couldn't drop a single word more, showing how much I appreciated my mother." Iida insisted.
We all had a little laugh at that, even as Iida pulled out the envelope in his jacket pocket to prove it. It lessened the tenseness. We could just be overthinking this, after all.
Soon enough, the bus arrived at the mock cityscape, before speeding off. No signs of Aizawa. At this point, I was halfway towards transforming for its own sake, and it hadn't escaped my notice that Shoji had shifted some of his hands into eyes, ears, and noses of all things.
"Clearly sensei is waiting further inside for us." Iida tried to reassure. "Everyone-"
"Wait!" Shoji called out. "I smell gasoline."
Kirishima looked at Shoji at that. "It could be fine. That might just be some fake pileup they've left there-" He began.
Whatever Kirishima was going to say was cut off by a distant scream, followed by a series of cries. Immediately the class broke into a run… but not unprepared. It didn't escape my notice that Sato was searching his pockets, that Mineta had grabbed and plucked one of the balls off his head, that Tsyu's stance was more frog-like, or that Dark Shadow had manifested.
So, I decided to take their lead. Honestly, I was sorta glad I wasn't the only one who felt this way even as the smell of gasoline got stronger. What with the USJ and Hazard, I'd started to consider I might've been being paranoid. Still, as we rushed forward, I let out a burst of Nebula Gas, changing into the Blood Stark form wordlessly as we went up the street… only to skid to a stop.
Before our eyes was a cleared lot, craggy rubble of the building or buildings that used to be there scattered around the edge of it. In the centre of the lot was a massive pit, easily twenty feet in diameter, with a cubic cage in the centre of it, seemingly floating on its own platform… no, wait, it's barely being held up by a spindly tower, looking more like an apple core than anything else. And the source of the cries from before was now clear to see.
"Ochako!"
"Dad?!"
"Shoto…"
"Fuyumi!"
"Tenya!"
"Mother!"
"Izuku!"
"M-Mum?!"
In short, the question of where our parents and guardians had been was answered in one fell swoop, with them crying out in terror, all barring Te, who instead was composing herself the best she could… but I could see she was breathing in and out heavily. The Hatsume don't panic in the traditional sense usually, they bury themselves in their work… but Te had no costumes to craft, and was hyperventilating!
We steadily moved closer to the pit, and Ochako leaned over to look below it… before recoiling. "Yech, it's gasoline alright." She remarked, holding her nose. It was all about seven to eight feet below the cage itself.
"What the heck happened?" Sero asked. "How did our parents get in there?"
"And where's Aizawa-sensei in all this?" Ojiro added.
The panicked questions were soon cut through with a tinny voice that cut into the air.
"Your dear sensei Eraserhead is down for a nice nap. A dirt nap." An artificially altered voice declared, somehow full of malice despite the alteration.
"A dirt nap? You mean he's dead?" Hagakure – wherever she was - questioned. Oh hey, I've spotted her dad in there, he's the one with the same invisibility.
"Can't be, Sensei wouldn't go down that easily." Kirishima insisted.
Kaminari nodded. "Yeah, so ha ha, but April Fool's day was a couple of months ago! So, show yourself, whoever you are!" He demanded.
"Calm yourselves." The artificial tone cut in. "You are free to feel that this is a joke… but there are hostages in play."
Shit. This just turned into USJ2, now about a month or two before it's meant to happen. I – and a few of the others, including Bakugou, Izuku, and Todoroki, start looking around, only for Shoji to shake his head.
"The voice isn't coming from around here – it's inside the cage." Shoji pointed out.
"Inside…?" Someone – probably Izuku, I didn't check – asked.
"Yes, I am in here with them."
As if on cue, the parents and guardians recoiled away as a figure strode forth from the crowd. A slim man, clad in a black shirt and green trousers with a red belt that had bulky pockets. A pair of bulky spiked shoulder pads clad to him through a strap that went across his chest and his back. An almost porcine-like gasmask completed the ensemble, silver mostly, aside from one half of the section that covered the actual face being orange, oddly spiked silver hair clear to see.
It was an outfit that seemed oddly familiar, but it wasn't ringing any specific bells. But the fear of the parents was clear, as they scattered back into the four corners of the cage, clearly not wanting to mess with the villain.
Immediately, Iida pulled out his phone-
"I'm afraid if you try to contact the authorities… or anyone else, in fact, the lives of the dear people here are forfeit." The villain purred out. "That goes for little Denki's Quirk as well."
Kaminari flinched back at that… but that just had me even more confused. How does he know so much about us? Is it the mole? I doubt it, they had numbers last time and Shigiraki should only be gathering his new League around now – not fast enough for them to pull off some strike. A ninja like Ninjutsu maybe?
"Fleeing or otherwise trying to seek help is also forbidden." The villain remarked, although not one of us had moved. But that meant he knew about Iida's run to the faculty from the USJ, how?
At that, an older man with long blond hair grabbed at the cage and shook the bars. "Damn, this is so not punk, I can't do a thing to rock these heavy metal bars!" He exclaimed.
"Keep it cool dad!" Jiro responded.
"Help us Momo!" YaoMama asked from within the cage, her demeanour a complete 180 to how she had been yesterday.
"Stay calm mother!" Momo replied, her eyes darting about, clearly trying to find a weakness the villain hadn't thought of.
A worried croaking came from another corner, a toad-like man – Tsyu's father no doubt – having his mouth bulge as he clearly acted on instinct.
"Croaks like that mean big trouble, kero," Tsyu explained to us, worry clear in her usually unshakable tone.
Izuku said nothing, but I could see him staring straight at Inko Midoriya, who was… well, showing not quite the Midoriya level waterworks, but was sobbing, being comforted by Te who had steadied her own panic, but I could see the worry in her eyes.
Finally, Izuku spoke up. "Why? Why are you doing this?" He demanded.
"Alas, it is a tragic tale." The villain insisted… before dramatically posing slightly, a hand against his forehead. "You see, I was a promising young student, a fantastic specimen of humanity, destined for greatness. But despite entering U.A., they had the gall to flunk me out. I took that there and then as proof that this world is cruel and misaligned. And while you children might be luckier than I am-"
"So, what you're saying." Bakugou cut in. "Is that you were such a loser that you got ejected from U.A., threw a hissy fit, and put on that stupid villain outfit?!"
"Bakugou, not a good idea," I grumbled.
"Non non, not good at all~ ," Aoyama added.
Bakugou snorted, letting off a small explosion in one of his hands. "I'm tired of listening to this dramatic dropout." He declared, running forward with a twisted grin on his face. "It's time he gets what's coming to him!"
He burst towards the edge of the pit, preparing to jump-
"Not so fast. Or have you forgotten my hostages?" The villain reminded us, as he reached to the side and pulled over a woman dressed in a lavender coat… and with blond spiky hair. Katsuki Bakugou skidded to a stop at that, a look approximating worry by his standard appearing on his face as he looked at Mitsuki Bakugou, his mother.
… and a second beforehand I realized what was about to happen.
"Nice job going and getting yourself caught, hag."
As Mitsuki's face turned to rage and she started to rant, I felt a tap on my shoulder and a whisper.
"Don't move." Hagakure hushed. "I'm trying to plan. We need to distract him and get a plan going. Tokoyami thinks Dark Shadow can carry one corner, could you do another?"
"Yes," I whispered out, glad that my voice doesn't naturally amplify like this. "But the gasoline needs to be dealt with. Ask Todoroki." I insisted. Plus, we still need two more, but I think Hagakure has that in mind.
Still, I can't tell if she heard it or not, as her presence on my shoulder was gone. We'd also need someone to get the villain – Bakugou will likely do that if he's asked or not, but who else could grab the cage? Momo maybe?
"Why are you doing this?" Izuku asked, even as the villain shoved Mitsuki back into the crowd of parents, clearly having gotten tired at the squabbling between mother and child.
"Why?" The villain asked, before letting out a menacing laugh. "I'll tell you. My ambitions and dreams were destroyed by U.A.… so I plan to do the same to you. You and your parents will suffer… but I'm being merciful to them. Unlike the drawn-out pain I've had, you'll just see them all suffer a quick death, only able to blame yourself for it!"
And yet… I can see the gears turning in Izuku's head. He's making his own plans… and that's probably good. Todoroki is just behind him and seems to be muttering something to him.
"You know you aren't getting out of this free! You're going right to the slammer!" Mina insisted.
Kirishima nodded defiantly. "Yeah, so leave our folks out of this!" He demanded.
The villain looked at us with those lensed eyes. "Oh… I never had any plans of getting out of this at all. Once they go, I'll be going with them. Now… who to start with?" At that, he moved closer to the parents, who shrank back.
Only for a loud, haughty laugh to sound out, as Aoyama pirouetted into place. "Non non, you want to pull off a crime here, that much is obvious, but it lacks some style to it~ . You want to make this big and showy, do you not~ ?"
The villain seemed to be taken aback by that, but before he could respond, Kaminari surged forward with a smirk. "Yeah man, you've made a big speech, but is that really it? The bad guys at the USJ had this sorta… style to them, do you want to go down as that sort of villain who was just… bland and forgettable?"
Kirishima, Mina, and Sato surged forward, all seeming to make their own comments. Perfect, I turned to Midoriya as the rest of us huddled up behind them, except for Bakugou who was still listening nearby, as well as Shoji who stood in front of us, trying to shield our presence.
"We need to get that cage out from over that pit." I hissed. "He's probably planning to set the gasoline on fire."
"I can put a layer of ice over it when we start moving things," Todoroki commented. "But shouldn't we get something like a bridge ready?"
"Too risky, what if that support gives out?" Momo countered.
Izuku shook his head. "The issue is we need to deal with the villain. While he's in there we can't do anything, and he can threaten the others." He pointed out.
That put a dampener on it… before Tokoyami coughed. "Not quite. Dark Shadow could cross the gap, so long as we keep him distracted." At that, we looked back at the distraction group. Aoyama was currently using his laser for some reason. "But he won't be able to move it then."
"There's an easier way that none of you dumbasses are thinking of." Bakugou cut in, although quieter than usual. "Round Face, could you make the cage float?"
Uraraka immediately went pale at the thought… but then glanced over at the cage… and nodded. "Someone would need to get me there, but I could." She insisted.
"Good. Deku, throw Round Face."
"What?" Izuku asked… before cupping his chin. "Oh, wait, I think I get it… you plan to use your explosions to send it back like a rocket, right?"
"Good to see that nerd brain of yours can keep up." Bakugou… sneered? I think he's not entirely sure how to do this without yelling at Izuku, which would fuck things up. "The damn Robot can't keep himself afloat so he'd be dead weight."
"Even then, your explosions might not be enough Kaachan," Izuku commented. Bakugou went to yell but I just slapped my mouth over his face, wincing as it muffled the comeback he had. "Tsyu, do you think your tongue is long enough to grab a pole?"
"I can give it a shot," Tsyu remarked, a finger on her chin.
"And with my tape, we'll have three," Sero remarked
Izuku nodded, before looking at me. "Then Andros, you, Sero, and Tsyu pull it in at the same time. If we do this fast enough, he won't have enough time to deal with Dark Shadow, and we can break in and capture him."
At that I gave Bakugou a look… and as he gave me one back, I pulled my hand away from his face. "You do realize you'll need to slam yourself into the cage to do this." I pointed out.
"Of course, I fucking get that." Bakugou hissed.
I raised a brow… and simply nodded, as I moved away… only to notice Mineta talking with Tokoyami? Huh, weird. Still, it had to be somewhat relevant.
At that, we nodded at one another, and Ochako tapped her fingers together. "Deku-kun, let's go." She stated. No blush, no embarrassment, all business. I guess this is too serious even for her crush.
"ENOUGH!" The villain declared. "Your little games have gone on long enough. Now I choose one of your parents to go…"
Before he can say anything else, Izuku's body starts to spark with green energy, grabbing the weightless Uraraka –
'One for All Full Cowl: 5%!'
-and flinging her towards the cage, sailing through the air with a slight whistle. To anyone watching, they could be mistaken for thinking she was going to sail right over it. Uraraka had enough experience of her own to know what to do though, tapping her pads together.
"Release." She muttered under her breath, grimacing as that metal cage came up far faster than she had expected it to, a ring of pain going through her as she landed, both hands grabbing onto the cage… with all five fingers.
The villain looked up. "Really? Sending someone in to attack me? Far too loud and sloppy. I know of her Zero Gravity Quirk. She won't get the opportunity to immobilize me" He postulated. "You wasted your one chance." With that, he pulled out an item from his pocket – a simple lighter, purely mechanical. With one finger, he ignited it and let go…
Only for it to make a light sound of bouncing off of something far more solid. The villain looked down… and let out a growl of frustration. The entire pool of gasoline beneath him had been covered over with an icy field.
"How did he-" The villain started, before looking over at Todoroki.
Instead of the obvious ice popping up in front of him, it was a trail of frost that extended down towards the pool, turning into ice about a meter or so above it. In other words, a cover OVER the gasoline instead of trying to freeze it, a much harder prospect.
The villain chuckled… before reaching into a pocket and pulling out a trigger. "Clearly, I can't underestimate any of you. Now we ALL go down into the abyss!" He announced.
"Dark Shadow!"
"AIYO!~"
The villain barely turned around to see Dark Shadow reach through the bars, slamming his arm against it. The villain winced as the Shadow even went to the point of biting down on his fingers, forcing him to let go of the trigger which fell out of his hands….
And into one of Dark Shadow's own, holding a purple ball!
"Grape of Wrath!" Dark Shadow quipped gleefully, before pulling back.
A set of blasts sounded off before the sound of things smacking into metal pulled the villain's attention away… and he let out a sound of shock. After all, seeing two silver tendrils, two streams of tape, and a frog tongue wrapped around the cage's bars would be a shock enough, but it didn't help that Kirishima and Sato, two of the strongest boys in the class beyond Izuku, had a hold of the latter two users.
He chuckled. "I see. You had Uraraka lighten the cage with her Quirk. But that won't be-" The villain stopped as he realized he heard explosions, turning around. In time to see the angry face of Katsuki Bakugou turn around.
"Howitzer Rubber Impact!"
With a tremendous CLANG, the cage broke off the spire and flew through the air, tugged along by the quintet at the front. As they ran back, Yayorozu Momo was at the side, her back aimed at the area with a growing bulge beneath it. With a grunt from the young woman, a massive rubber safety mat flew out from her back, destroying the back of her shirt in the process.
"Release!"
As Ochako let that cry out, the cage lost what little height it had gained before, landing down with a slight jolt on the mat, forcing it to slide along for a moment, only for Shoji and Sato to move into place, grabbing onto it and digging their feet in, forcing it to a stop.
Even as it was stopped, Jiro rushed forward, Izuku having moved over to her to suggest something as she let her earphone jacks fly into the lock, a burst of sound breaking the door open. She pushed it open even as Dark Shadow manifested INSIDE the cage this time, grabbing the villain before he could recover and throwing him out of the cage, landing on the ground on his back… and before he could force himself up, found himself being sat on by Kaminari Denki.
"I might be able to communicate with the school… but if you move, I'll show you what my voltage can do." Kaminari threatened.
The villain just chuckled… but without the menace this time. "Congratulations! The exercise is over!"
"Wait, what?" Ojiro asked.
"Did he just say exercise?" Iida added.
"Forget that, we need to find where he put Aizawa-sensei!" Kirishima insisted. "Sensei has to be-"
"Right here."
At that, all the students turned and looked at the very much alive Aizawa Shota.
"WHAT?"
Mineta cackled and I growled. The worst part was, I couldn't even fault him for doing so as I quite literally let off steam from my smokestack.
"Don't say it. This was a Rational Deception, wasn't it?" I grunted. "Our parents and guardians were never in danger."
Yes, I was using the modified voice. Frankly, Aizawa deserved it right now.
Before Aizawa could respond, I felt a hand go on my shoulder. I turned around… and looked right at Te, who was smiling.
"So that's what you're like when you're scared… don't worry! Your sensei talked us through it beforehand, we all agreed."
I grunted… and then pulled away, letting out a huff as I released my transformation, sucking the Nebula Gas back into me.
"Issues of tempers aside…" Aizawa continued. "Yes, this was an exercise designed to seem like a real-life situation. Due to the USJ incident, you all have lost out on valuable training and experience with a rescue situation, so we felt that you could especially benefit from this."
"It still seemed pretty extreme," Mina commented, puffing her cheeks.
Aizawa simply darkened his gaze. "That's because the real deal will be 'extreme'. Your family members were there to make sure that you could see how valuable the lives of those at risk can be. The fact that your parents are as good of actors as our hired 'villain' is just a bonus to it."
"Except someone almost forgot about it." Inko Midoriya said, smiling warmly as she put a hand on Mitsuki's shoulder.
Mitsuki, to her credit, was rubbing the back of her neck, embarrassed. "Ah, sorry about that." She insisted.
"Don't be, crrr-oak." Ganma Asui remarked. "I feel it made things feel genuine."
"Even so… while your parents did well, there was still definite room for improvement from your plan," Aizawa commented. "While your plan worked, it was only because Hagakure had prepared beforehand out of caution. Without that, you would have likely taken a lot longer to plan – and the fact that you had to distract the villain by talking to him meant that you were already taking a risk. There's more to discuss, but we can discuss that tomorrow when you've all written up a page about this each."
At that, Aizawa walked forward… and then stopped. "Oh, but you all passed still. By a higher margin than I expected. So good work. And Nebulos – if you can give others a hard time, you can keep a lid on your temper, understand?" He added
"Yes Sensei, sorry Sensei." I apologized with a bow.
Aizawa nodded back and started to leave. "The bus will be coming back around to pick us up soon. You all have ten minutes or so before it does, and then we will head into your next period. Oh, and don't let any of Class 1-B know about this. They have the same exercise set up for this afternoon."
"Wait! What about our letters?" Iida questioned.
Aizawa stopped, sighed, and turned around. "They helped you understand the reason you treasure your parents – and guardians – didn't they?" He noted.
Iida stood still at that… before bowing. "Truly, I had not considered that. Thank you, Sensei!" Iida boomed.
I just sighed at that, even as we started moving forward as a general group, students and parents pairing up with one another. Jiro and her dad were deep talking in music references, the Bakugous were yelling at each other, Hagakure was dressed and Momo… had gotten given an extra shirt. By her mother. Adorable. Te simply smiled at me, and I couldn't help but smile back as we walked back.
"I will say, it wasn't a BAD plan. But didn't you have any gadgets?"
"Te-san, I can't control that!" I exclaimed as we walked past…
… wait. That costume. Acting. Fake exercise. Fake- GODDAMNIT! That's Toshinori using a slimmed-down version of the All Might filler costume – the one he used to pretend to be a villain twice! How did I miss that?!