Inko was confused.

A week ago her son was sitting in his room drawing or something along the lines.

And now her son was barely home, always saying how he had to go train.

But if she was being honest she doesn't like that Izuku is training. Sure it's good for him but she likes seeing him.

She likes being able to look over and see her son there. To know that if she really wanted to she could just walk over there and talk to him. She liked having the option.

But know that he was barely there it made her feel like that chance was gone. That now she can't just walk over there, she can't just see him.

It made her feel bad, but she shouldn't be, she was a single mom. plus izuku loved her and she could always walk up to him any time and everything would be normal.

Izuku was still the same, the same laugh, the same smile, the same...muttering habit, the same...writing habit, The same love for...heros?

When she thought back on it when was the last time he had heard her son's creepy ramblings? Or saw him take notes on heros that weren't for school? Or even the last time he mentioned heros?

She cut herself off.

She probably had grown so used to it that she didn't even notice anymore!

Izuku ran to the beach.

He liked to get there earlier then Mirio! He liked seeing him gasp and make jokes about how fast izuku was and how slow him and...All Might- were.

Izuku still couldn't look at All Might for to long. Because when he did his head would start hurting and he would just feel...terrible. It was like an intense feeling of dread and regret every time he looked-

even if he was just looking at his shadow, or even just his shoes.

But Mirio was different he sometimes listened when izuku talked. And when Mirio spoke it was always somthing interesting!

He would listen as Mirio chatted about his friends and about working to become a hero. He was glad he could just have moments where Mirio didn't know anything about what was wrong with him.

If Mirio found out maybe he would full on stop letting izuku come to the beach.

Or maybe he would pretend to be ok with it and just slowly try to get rid of him so he wouldn't hurt Izuku's feelings. Izuku is pretty sure Mirio is the type of person to do the second though. He doesn't seem like he would full on kick him out.

At least he's pretty sure Mirio wouldn't.

But as his shoes stomped against the concrete the sight of a sunrise came into his vision, followed by a beach with trash on it.

Izuku let out a huge exhale as he crouched down by the railings.

He made it before Mirio!

But based on Mirio's speed for the past week izuku would say he had about 5 minutes before he showed up here, with all might.

(How does he know that? Well by going on runs with him! Yup Mirio invited him on runs sometimes. )

(Oh by the way take this with a grain of salt he does have a C in mathematics so- ya know- not great)

(by his estimate they were about 10 miles each. judging by how quickly he ran them; and what the average is- average human pace being - 1 hour and 30 minutes to 1 hour and 50 minutes. And having Mirio's pace be at about 1 hour to complete that. Not counting times Mirio takes to help izuku or to go secretly talk with all might. And with the average mph per average adult being 10-15mph. Making his average come out to be around 16-17miles per hour. Meaning that if he is coming on his usual rout he he would take about-)

"hellloooo! Can you heaaar meeee?" Mirio yelled in front of Izuku's face.

"UH!" Izuku jumped back in surprise, how did he not see Mirio coming? He should've paid more attention!

"Hey midoriya! Are you awake now? Can you help me with the trash?" Mirio continued to project his voice.

"Oh yeah! I can do that!" Izuku fully came back from his thoughts."what are we clearing out today?"

"Well you see that pile over?" Mirio gestured over to a certain pile of trash.

"Oh uh yeah I do!" Izuku angled himself to see where Mirio was looking and caught sight of it.

"Today your goal is to remove all of it-" Mirio paused

"by yourself."

"Huh? But I've never!" Izuku tried to argue.

"No I think it would really help you! You've been here for a week you should try it! If it gets to hard I'll be over there." Mirio pointed to a different side of the beach where all might was already standing.

"Oh ok."izuku walked to the pile defeated.

How was he going to deal with this? He tried to shimmy a piece of scrap medal out from in between two bigger pieces. But instead a paper from above it fell out.

He looked down at the paper, it seemed burnt and...

Wait he knew where this was from!

This was part of his notebook.

But how did it get here?

He planned it all out nothing should've gone wrong!

How was this here now?

But then he thought back.

One of the pages from his 13th notebook could've fallen out. Or maybe it was left over from the one he had when he went to see his...friends.

Wait it had been awhile since they hung out. He should give at least omawazu a call.

Yeah this page was probably just a coincidence he shouldn't focus on it! He needed to make a note on his phone to remind him to call Omawazu.

"death of pro heros, Death Arms, Suggler, The Fly, Mr. Brave, Kesagiri man, fourth kind, And backdraft. "

"All of which were taken out in the last month. Using the same weapon, or information."

"Thease deadly pieces of information are compact and seem to be bought on the black market."

"The author who made thease seems to have not collected any money or came forward for anything that was a consequence to his information."

"The only thing we can do now is fight against these criminals for the information so we can stop more casualties from happening!"

"Because just one death is too many!"

Nedzu looked at the email in front of him. He immediately started typing an email back. He knew that his staff was on the line. He had to do something about this- now.