After Inko explained the situation to her son, Izuku said his goodbyes to his mother, who promised to come every weekend to see him, leaving him in the nurse's office with the U.A. staff. "Well Mr. Midoriya," Nozomi said. "We will find some accommodations for you."

"That's okay, I don't need much," Izuku quietly said. "I never really got over how I lived in the lab," he added.

"Tell me about that," Nozomi asked as she sat next to him in a chair, wanting to find a way to help the child in front of her and to gather any possible details he might have forgotten. Anything she could use to pinpoint this "Mr. Doctor" and his laboratory was critical.

Izuku went into detail about how the rooms were nearly empty, to prevent him from hiding, the bed no more than a metal slab, he spoke a bit more about the size of the complex which had to have been large to house all the experiments. Nozomi already in her head trying to comprehend how a facility like this had gone unnoticed with the amount of power likely needed to run it. "Well, I'm sure we can do something that is far more comfortable than that," Nozomi said with a smile.

"But, U.A. doesn't have on campus housing?" Izuku questioned.

"Hmm, good point, it may be time to consider that," Nozomi nodded. "We do have many students who commute a long distance and many foreign students as well. In the meantime, we will be able to make an adequate room for you to stay in."

"Okay," Izuku smiled at the principal, not wanting to be rude and ask too many questions.

"Now you rest up a bit more while we get it prepared for you," Nozomi said as she stepped out of the nurse's office leaving him with Recovery Girl. Turning to look at the amassed heroes, she took a moment to collect herself before inhaling deeply. "Toshimi, you and Keiko," she said pointing to Cementoss. "You need to knock down a few walls and put up new ones, move some stuff around so he has an actual locker room, he cannot change with the other students." The two women nodded before heading to the locker rooms as Nozomi delegated a few remodeling tasks to the rest of the staff to make sure that Izuku had facilities he could use that wouldn't expose him to the entire female student population.

"And what about me," Gran Torino huffed as she walked alongside the principal.

"You and Lady Nighteye are going to help me come up with a training regimen that we can use, he has immense power and the last thing we need is him losing control, we have two months before the semester starts and the world finds out about him."

"I say he should just give the quirk back, maybe that would take away the ones he does have," Nighteye grumbled.

"Not an option, first of all we don't know if that will do anything, secondly, if he doesn't want to, we couldn't force him to and lastly, if what he's told us about these nomu is correct, then I am certain we will need his powers if they were made to kill heroes," Nozomi countered.


As the entire staff ran around trying to prepare for housing a very special student, Izuku sighed as he stared at the ceiling.

"Penny for your thoughts," Chiyo asked as she sat at her desk, typing away at her computer.

"I didn't think this is how it would play out," Izuku replied. "Everything has been so surreal; I just don't know how to handle this."

"One day at a time," Chiyo sighed, in a normal situation she would be frustrated with what was happening and in a way she still was, but none of that was Izuku's fault, if anything he was at least the victim in this strange circumstance.

"Ms. Recovery Girl?" Izuku called out. "I uh, sorry, I shouldn't bother you."

"Child," she said calmly but firmly. "I am here to heal, and that is not just for injuries. If you have a problem I will listen, I'm over a hundred years old, I have a bit of experience when it comes to that department."

"Should I, be here?" Izuku asked. "I mean, not alive, I already know I shouldn't be, I'm some lab-grown abomination after all. But at U.A., is this the best place for me?"

Chiyo had been prepared for a lot of scenarios, a child questioning their lot in life, many students in the past asking if they had what it takes to be a hero. But this was not one of them, for a child to just state they shouldn't be alive so simply as if they had rehearsed the words for ages, it shook her. "Midoriya, you have every right to be alive, do not ever think otherwise. And it is possible that U.A. is not the best place for you, but I promise you, we will try to be," Chiyo said with conviction. "Please get some sleep, you had a very long day."

"Okay Ms. Recovery Girl," Izuku said in compliance as he shut his eyes.


Carefully and quietly Recovery Girl exited the nurse's office, locking the door behind her, before she moved as quickly as she could to find Nozomi. "I am very worried about that young man," Chiyo said as she barged into Nozomi's office, not caring what she could be discussing as what Midoriya told her was far more important.

"Is something wrong with him?" Nozomi questioned.

"He believes he doesn't deserve to be alive," she said as she sat in an open chair, at the table.

"He's suicidal?" Gran Torino questioned.

Chiyo shook her head. "No, worse, in his own words, he is a "lab-grown abomination.", that is unacceptable. If I hadn't seen firsthand how Ms. Midoriya interacted with him, my immediate thought would have been psychological abuse, but it's far more likely that he's internalized his origins and likely how he sees himself in society."

"So what do we do about it," Nighteye asked.

"We have to get him to develop some self-worth. I am not aware of his living situation after he escaped from that laboratory and before coming to U.A., but I suspect it's from outside the home." Chiyo speculated. "We'll need to do some kind of background to determine how to even approach him."

"So besides him being a ticking timebomb with all those dangerous quirks," Nighteye summed up. "He's also an emotional wreck that might lose control. Isn't that just perfect."

"Young lady, do not make me come over there and whoop you with my cane," Gran Torino cautioned. "Have some sympathy, he's in a new place and his entire world changed because he's got quirks and that's not even touching on the shitstorm that's going to happen once the press gets wind of this."

"I know, which is why we need to nail down this training, Toshimi did an excellent job with him physically," Nozomi sighed.

"Pretty much the only thing that lunk head could do right," Gran scoffed.

"Yes and now the issue is we need to identify the quirks he does have and then figure out if we can train him in the same manner those pros used," Nozomi continued. "Of course Aizawa will play a critical role in this, since she can disable his quirks if he starts to lose control."

"I still think this is ill advised," Nighteye grumbled. "But in the interest of making sure it's done properly, I can have Centipeder and Bubblegirl begin pulling files on high ranking pros of the past two decades to determine where his powers originate from."

"I'll test the brat," Gran Torino nodded. "I helped Nana and Toshimi with One for All, he can't possibly be a harder student to teach than those two were."

"Now what do we do about him psychologically," Nozomi asked.

"Well long term, praise, positive reinforcement, acknowledging his strengths and helping him over come his weaknesses," Chiyo shrugged. "Short term, I don't think anyone but his closest friends may be aware of what his likes and dislikes are."

"Great, I'll have Hound Dog and Midnight speak with his old teachers, they should be able to point us in the right direction," Nozomi said as she scribbled down possible avenues to check with.

"We can ask the mother if she knows about any of his haunts or favorite places to hang out," Gran Torino added on.

"Not his mother," Nighteye rolled her eyes.

"Well what would you call her then, she raised the boy for over a decade," Gran Torino barked as she waved her cane at her colleague.

"Ladies, please," Chiyo shouted. "I'll give his mother a call in the morning, it's been a long day and we are all stressed. Now let's check with the other teachers and then set up a shift to keep an eye on him over night."

"Fine," Gran and Nighteye huffed as they sat down. While Nozomi sent out a text to her staff to finish what they were doing and then come meet with her.


The next morning Izuku awoke to find that Present Mic was sleeping in a chair next to his bed. "Oh," he muttered as carefully extricated himself from his bed and pulled the blanket off. Creeping over he softly draped it on Present Mic, before tiptoeing out of the room. As soon as he shut the door he felt someone place their hand on his shoulder. Nearly screaming in fright he jump backwards into the person only to feel them catch him.

"Woah young Midoriya," Toshimi said. "I didn't mean to scare you; I was just coming by to see if you were awake and you were already coming out."

"S-sorry All Might," Izuku apologized. "Um, is there anywhere I can change," he asked.

"Certainly," Toshimi pointed down the hall. "Use the locker room with the red door, there will be a U.A. uniform for you in there and some toiletries to freshen up."

"Thanks All Might," Izuku beamed at the woman before walking down the hall.

"Wait was it the red door or the blue door," Toshimi hummed as she scratched her chin. Shrugging when she couldn't remember, Toshimi just remembered using one of the doors all the time when she attended U.A., instead of checking her answer to be sure she instead opened the door to see what Midoriya had been doing that he didn't want to make noise. "Oh, that is just precious," she cooed as she pulled out her phone and snapped a photo. "Blackmail material," she chuckled. "And who says raising a kid isn't rewarding."

"The red door," Izuku said as he looked at the two separate doors. Reaching out he turned the knob and entered the room.

"Oh man," Midnight stretched as she and Hound Dog headed towards the locker room to use the shower. "Why did Nozomi want us here so dang early. I need my beauty sleep."

"So I should just wake you up never then," Hound Dog wheezed as she laughed at her own joke.

"Bitch, you know how long it takes to get all this hair under control," Midnight slapped her colleague on the arm playfully.

"Don't know why you waste the time doing it," Hound Dog shrugged. "I just shake off after a shower, not like I have any guys to impress."

"Yeah," Midnight sighed as the pair entered through the red door. "I mean, what are the odds that we'd meet nice guy with a… hunky… ripped…huge," Midnight started trail off as she stared into the open showers and saw Izuku lathering his body, humming a song to himself. Izuku hadn't noticed either hero as he had his eyes closed but a half second later, he opened them to see two women staring at him. And reacted like anyone would, he screamed his head off, covered his body and started throwing things.

"Why are you in here," he shouted as Hound Dog and Midnight scrambled to get out of the locker room.

"We're so sorry," Hound Dog shouted as she and her colleague ran down the hallways.


"Holy shit we are so screwed," Midnight lamented as she realized she might be lucky to just not have her job at the end of the day. Ryoko and herself had been pulled into Nozomi's office when she heard the pair running through the halls.

"What did you two idiots do," Nozomi hissed as she say both her employees sitting in their chairs like naughty children.

"We uh, might have walked in on Midoriya," Ryoko started to explain.

"While he was showering," Nemuri chuckled nervously.

"Why?" Nozomi exasperatedly asked the obvious question.

"He was in the locker room," Ryoko answered.

"And that makes it OKAY," Nozomi shouted.

"No, we didn't know he was there," Nemuri started to defend herself but all three were silent when they heard a knocking on the door.

"Who is it," Nozomi tiredly asked.

"S-sorry, it's uh me, Izuku Midoriya," Izuku said softly from the other side.

"Come in Mr. Midoriya," Nozomi said calmly as she glared at the two teachers who were in trouble. "How can I help you?"

"I wanted to apologize, I screwed up," he said as he held the hem of his shirt and looked at the floor. "I must have heard All Might wrong and used the wrong locker room. I won't do it again, I promise."

"I am going to strangle that woman," Nozomi swore under her breath as she realized that it was far more likely Toshimi gave him the wrong directions and now he was blaming himself. "Mr. Midoriya, I." she paused as she needed to find a way to convince this young man that he did nothing wrong. "What happened was an accident, you are unfamiliar with the lay out of the building and it is very early, no harm was done to staff or property, please, why don't you go to the cafeteria, Lunch Rush should be getting ready to make some breakfast," she smiled at the young man who solemnly nodded as he retreated from the room.

As soon as that door shut, the principal whirled to face her employees. "You bitches are in so much trouble," Nozomi hissed, forgoing her normal decorum as the pair in front of her could have brought the entire school down if Midoriya had reported the incident to agencies outside the school. "But I can't punish you yet, you have an important job to do." She segued into her assignment for the two of them. "You both need to go to Aldera Junior High and speak to Mr. Midoriya's previous teachers to determine who are his friends and use that to find things that he likes. As you both just saw, he clearly has some emotional issues and we are going to try and help improve that, so forget about your shower, grab a cup of coffee on the road and get going."

Ryoko and Nemuri knew not to argue and were grateful that Izuku had been so forgiving, so the two of them ran out of her office and back down the halls they came from. "Oh today is going to suck," Nemuri whined.

"Well, at least we got to see, you know," Ryoko whistled.

"Seriously, we could have lost our jobs over that," Nemuri said aghast.

"Still we both saw it right."

The two slowed down once they were outside the U.A. campus. "No I wasn't looking, okay fine," Midnight admitted once she how much her friend was not believing her bullshit. "God it looked so perfect, thick, veiny and glistening."

"And he's just going to get bigger with age," Hound Dog licked her chops as she imagined it.

"Keep it in your pants," Midnight shoved Hound Dog. "Could you imagine something like that, inside you," she asked.

"I'm imagining it right now," Hound Dog chuckled.

"I mean it, we all had sex ed in school," Midnight shook her head in disbelief that for once she wasn't the thirsty one. "And we all saw the pictures but, that's completely different than an image, I'm worried it won't fit."

"Oh you'll make it fit," Hound Dog promised. "If you get a chance at that slayer, you will make sure it fits."

"Can we, maybe stop discussing one of our potential student's cocks in public," Midnight whispered as she looked around to see if anyone in the crowd was paying attention to their conversation.

"Fine," Hound Dog tossed up her hands. "I'm still going to masturbate to the memory of him in the shower every night, that was ten out of ten."

"Fine, jeez, so am I, I'm just not shouting it so everyone can hear," Midnight huffed.

"Is this the place," Hound Dog pointed to the bland looking building.

"Yeah, Aldera Junior High," Midnight shrugged. "Well let's get this over with quickly, then we can take Nozomi's punishment and pretend this day never happened. Well all but like a minute of this day," Midnight chuckled as they entered the school.


Izuku cautiously entered the cafeteria and saw that many of the teachers were already awake and in the room. "Good uh, good morning," he quietly called out to them who all turned and acknowledged him with a wave or a lifting of their drink cup.

"Here kid, a nice hearty breakfast," Lunch Rush said as she handed him a plate piled high with food. "Trust me, you'll need it for whatever kooky activities they came up with to test your quirks."

"Right," Izuku nodded as he turned and the stood around as he wasn't sure where he should sit.

"Over here," Power Loader said. "We aren't going to make you eat by yourself and we don't bite, well most of us don't bite," she joked.

Izuku chuckled at the joke and sat next to Snipe. Making sure to keep on his best manners to not disgust anyone, he slowly ate his meal. "So I turned, without even opening my eyes shot all three villains, true story."

"Please that's nothing," Kan sniffed. "Last month, I cornered this big bitch in an alley, after getting her in a naked choke she went down. Turns out she was wanted for a few counts of murder."

"That was Moonfish, right?" Izuku chimed, then looked down again. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said anything."

"No, you were right," Kan quirked an eyebrow. "How'd you know? It didn't get a whole lot of attention."

"There was a small article about the arrest on one of the hero sites. I just thought that one was interesting since U.A. teachers tend to not get a lot of spotlight and you probably saved a lot of lives, since Moonfish confessed to planning to attack a retirement home before you stopped her."

"Ahh, see, someone here recognized real work," Kan proudly stated.

"Oh yeah, let's see if you're the only one," Ectoplasm said haughtily. "How did I lose my legs?"

"You lost those in your second year as a sidekick, you spent six months in physical therapy and then tracked down the villain calling themselves Lacerator," Izuku answered.

"Impressive," Ectoplasm nodded. "You got it right."

"How about one that didn't ended up changing sidekick standards and practices," Thirteen said.

"Fine fine," Ectoplasm shook her head. "Keiko over here has a favorite food, what is it?"

Cementoss tossed her blocky arms up, "Come on, something fair, he's never going to guess."

"Manju," Izuku said after thinking for a moment. "She likes how round they are and most of all enjoys writing positive messages on the ones she makes."

"Okay how," Keiko said in disbelief.

"You uh, said it in an interview once," Izuku sheepishly responded.

"Like ten years ago," Keiko blinked rapidly.

"Do you just remember things really well," Power Loader asked.

"Not, the best, but I just like writing facts about heroes down, it's kind of my hobby," Izuku blushed.

"Oh my god, he's a herotaku," Thirteen squealed. "That's so adorable."

Izuku hid his face and groaned. "I know it's so nerdy. I just, I was made for heroes, so I just kept up with some of it."

Internally the women collectively cringed because instead of being lighthearted, they ended up reminding him of why he was made. "Ahem, on a less, awkward topic, Midoriya, we'll be starting your practice today, so make sure you are prepared," Aizawa said as she rolled under the table and zipped up her sleeping bag.

"Is that, normal?" Izuku asked.

"For a normal person, no, for her, yeah pretty much," Snipe shrugged.

"So is that narcolepsy, insomnia?" he tried to guess.

"Laziness," the group of teachers all answered in unison.


"I'm sorry," Toshimi squealed as Nozomi loomed over her. "I just remember always using the red door and told him that one out of habit, please don't," she begged as the principal approached threateningly with a pair of sharp scissors. Toshimi was doing what she could to protect her hair from the enraged principal.

"One more incident like that Toshimi and I will shave you in your sleep," Nozomi warned.

"I promise, no more incidents," Toshimi raised her index and middle finger up.


"So young Midoriya are you prepared to try activating some of your quirks," Toshimi asked.

"Yes All Might," Izuku nodded before he glanced to the side and saw that most of the teachers were watching. "Do I really need a crowd?"

"It would be most beneficial for everyone to be aware of your quirk developments and the more people involved the more likely some detail that might have gone overlooked is brought up," Nozomi answered as she and most of the teachers had a clip board.

"Okay, if you're sure."

"Great, so just do what I told you last time and we'll try to control from there," Toshimi said.

"And what were those instructions so that I may write them down," Nozomi inquired.

"Oh, clench your buttcheeks really tight and scream really loud," Izuku answered.

"God dammit, and I hired that woman as a teacher," Nozomi lamented as she knew this was not some elaborate prank Izuku was pulling with that insane answer.

"What, it's good advice," Toshimi said annoyed.

"I don't even know where to begin with that," Gran Torino said as she tossed her clipboard away. "Okay sonny boy, none of that buttcheek stuff, that stays in the bedroom. Step one, plant your feet shoulder length apart, that way you aren't bunched up," she said as she started to poke and prod and adjust his posture with her cane. "Alright, feel balanced and open now?"

"Mhm," Izuku nodded.

"Great, now try to feel the quirk inside you, for those of use with activation quirks, there's usually some kind of tingling, or a twitching of a group of muscles, however because you have so many, those signals might be getting mixed up and you can't tell them apart, which is why you went haywire the first time, so just look for one and focus on that," she instructed.

"Right," Izuku said as he closed his eyes and took slow, deep breaths. "I feel," he whispered as he felt the earth below him. "The ground."

"Good, good, that's probably one of the quirks, now what do you want to do with it?"

"Move," Izuku said as he lifted his foot. "Woah," he cried out as he lost his balance and fell over. Looking at the results he managed to create a few ripples in the floor. "Sorry, I know it was a pretty bad attempt."

"No, far from it," Gran Torino said quickly, recognizing this as a prime moment to reinforce good behaviors. "You never had a quirk before and on your first attempt willingly activated and then produced a result, a small one, but one nonetheless. That normally takes months for a young girl who just gets her quirk."

"I guess," Izuku sighed as he stood up. "I'll try again," he said confidently. For the next four hours the teachers documented the progress Izuku was making with this first quirk. Which were remarkable, with little feedback he was testing and trying different aspects of the quirk and had already gained enough control to move some earth.

"We should really stop him," Keiko said as she noticed the amount of sweat dripping off Izuku's body, to the point that it was pooling.

"That endurance is impressive at least," Snipe commented.

"What kind of training did you have him do Toshimi," Nozomi asked, knowing the answer was going to annoy her.

"Well you know that trash beach in Musutafu," Toshimi nervously said.

"That illegal dumping ground, that, got cleared up by an unknown," Thirteen trailed off.

"Oh god dammit," Lady Nighteye groaned.

"Toshimi, that was tens of thousands of tons of garbage, there were large appliances and vehicles dumped there," Nozomi shouted. "You mean to tell me you had him clear all of that, by himself."

"I gave him ten months to do it," Toshimi nervously stepped back.

"Ten months, that's insane, that must have taken up all his free time outside of school," Kan guessed.

"Well…" Toshimi rubbed her finger tips together.

"Nooo," Snipe gasped. "You piled more work on him?!"

"Yeah it was the Aim to Pass! American Dream Plan," Toshimi said as she pulled out the planning sheet from her back pocket. She had originally planned to put him back on the schedule after everyone was impressed by her genius training regimen.

"I am frankly shocked and horrified as I read this Toshi," Recovery Girl said as she read down the list. "On one hand it's impressive that you have a plan this detailed, but terrifying that nearly every minute of his time is dedicated to training."

"Yeah, I uh had to modify it a bit too, he was working outside the designated times too, lifting weights at home and doing more exercise at school as well."

"The dedication to get in, it's unfathomable," Thirteen said in amazement as the group looked up to see Izuku wipe some spittle from his lips and try using the quirk again.

"This just got even more complicated," Nozomi sighed. "He's completely self-destructive in his pursuit of success."

"All to pass our exam, I doubt half our students could do this for a month, let alone almost a whole year," Aizawa said. "I might actually incorporate some of this as punishments for people who slack off in my class."

"And now he's got to get multiple quirks under control," Lady Nighteye sighed as she realized that Izuku was not some kid who lucked into getting power, he worked and suffered for it.

"Good job, take a break," Gran Torino said as she watched Izuku lay prone on the ground, breathing heavily.

Izuku's fingers gripped the dirt and he shakily stood back up. "I can, keep going on. I'm not a quitter," Izuku said as he pulled on the quirk again, causing the ground to rumble.

"He's losing control," Aizawa commented as she and her colleagues stumbled.

"I can't slack off, I have to try harder just to catch up to everyone, and I have to do it for every quirk, every day," Izuku sniffled as he felt his face flush. "I don't want to waste anyone's time. If I fall I have to get up, if I don't, I've failed everyone."

"Someone catch him," Recovery Girl shouted as she realized that Izuku was not going to keep bearing his own weight for much longer.

"I want to be a hero," he shouted as the quirk exploded massive spikes of hardened earth from the ground. Before his vision blurred and he collapsed.

Swiftly, Aizawa had shot her scarves out and stopped Izuku from slamming into the dirt after he passed out.

"And we have to now deal with his imagined expectations everyone has of him and that if he fails," Nozomi started to stab her paper with the pen she was holding. "Dammit, fucking, gaaaah," she screamed as she threw the clipboard. "Why, why can't he have one thing about him that doesn't both inspire me and make me pity him."

"Oh look, Ryoko and Nemuri are back, hopefully they have good news," Present Mic said as she noticed the two approaching.

"Please, tell me you have good news," Nozomi begged.

"Uh," Ryoko looked to Nemuri.

"It's, sorry, I can't, it's bad," Nemuri slumped as she honestly answered the question.

"Alright, hit me, might as well pile it all on, after that it can't get worse can it," Nozomi waved her paws towards herself.

"Okay, you asked for it," Ryoko said. "Well turns out that after his mother refused any marriage contracts, likely due to fear of his not quite adoption being found out, most of the students around him, either ignored him or harassed him."

"Good, anything else," Nozomi waved, indicating for them to keep the bad news coming.

"He's had multiple students use him as target for practicing their quirks," Nemuri said.

"What else, what other little detail did you dig up that's going to make me lose more faith in humanity."

"His teachers would use their quirks on him to set an example for the class. No one reported it and it turns out his biggest bully got first place in the entrance exam and she's already received her acceptance message."

"Fffff," Nozomi tried to prevent herself from swearing up a storm. "That better be the last detail."

"That same bully tried to get him to kill himself too," Ryoko sheepishly tacked on.

Slowly Nozomi straightened her tie. "If anyone needs me, I am going to be in my office," she calmly stated. "Chiyo in thirty minutes leave a tray of tea and sandwiches outside my door. No one is to disturb me, even if the world is ending I don't care," her voice even and steady as she walked back towards the main building.

"Should we be worried," Present Mic whispered. However no one was sure how to answer that question.


Izuku woke up in the nurse's office once more. "Oh no," he groaned as he sat up in the same bed from the morning. Slowly he started to pull the sheets off of himself.

"And just where do you think you're going mister," Chiyo fiercely said as she came out of her office.

"Back out to practice, I can't slack off," Izuku huffed as he stood up.

"You will do no such thing, you may not be a student yet, but you will be and I will not allow you to endanger yourself by overtaxing your body."

"I can take it, I was made for more," Izuku said as he tried to get around her.

"Just because you can take it, doesn't mean you should," Chiyo said. "And I don't just mean the quirks."

"I'll be fine," Izuku said as he stepped out of the office only to see a few of the teachers waiting in the halls.

"You can't be serious, that was barely a nap," Present Mic exclaimed.

"It's okay, I can keep going," Izuku said as he was getting tired of everyone trying to get him to take it easy.

"At least eat something," Midnight requested. "Different quirks draw different resources from the body, and with so many in you, there's a real chance you can draw a lot of resources in a short amount of time and that's bad."

"Fine," Izuku sighed as he knew she was right. As the group headed towards the cafeteria Izuku noticed an empty tray on the ground. "Huh, what's this. Oh this is the principal's office," he said as he remembered that he had came here earlier in the day. Slowly he raised his hand on knocked on the door, to the horror of everyone else.

"Who is the no brain having, dead woman that, oh, Mr. Midoriya," Nozomi said as she features softened when she saw Izuku. "What brings you to my office?"

"We're going for lunch, would you like to join us?" Izuku said invitingly.

"Yes, I think I will," Nozomi smiled as she stepped out of her office and walked next to Izuku.

"Okay that's crazy, she's beyond pissed one moment then as soon as she sees him, she calms down," Kan carefully whispered to Ectoplasm.

"Well, could you be mad at him?" Ectoplasm shrugged.

Looking over her shoulder she saw Izuku chatting amicably with the principal, an innocent smile on his face, raising his freckled cheeks and the sparkle in his eye. "No, I guess not."


"So how are you feeling, Mr. Midoriya," Nozomi asked as she watched Izuku eat as she was still mostly full from the sandwiches she angry ate.

"Good, I can keep going after I eat." Izuku stated.

"I think you did enough, we need time to compile our notes and determine the best way to train that quirk, otherwise you're just trying random things and hoping you figure it out, that could waste time or hinder your progress," Nozomi warned, as she did not like the idea of Izuku exerting himself much more today. "And you do not need to master any of those quirks right away, you have two months before the first day of classes and then you will be a student here for three years, even after all of that, no one will expect perfection. You are human, you are allowed to make mistakes."

"I guess that makes sense," Izuku admitted as he understood what the principal was saying.

"So after this, let's try and find something for you to do to relax," Nozomi suggested. "While we are very fascinated by your abilities, my staff and myself do need to make sure the school is prepared for the new school year to begin."

"Alright, I'll find something that's out of the way and quiet," Izuku nodded.

"You know, there's no rule that says you can't get to know us as more than your teachers," Hound Dog offered. "I don't think any of us would object to spending time with you, a little one on one, you know."

"Oh that sounds fun," Izuku said cheerfully as he would like to learn more about the teachers.

"How about you get a shower first, you worked up a bit of a sweat, I'll make sure no one intrudes this time," Nozomi said with a smile.

"Okay sure, I'll use the blue door this time," Izuku awkwardly said as he brought his plate over to the counter.

As soon as he exited the cafeteria, the other teachers started to pelt Hound Dog with spoons and food. "What did I do?" she whimpered.

"You cannot be serious, what are you, in heat or something?" Power Loader asked.

"No, it's just, my sense of smell is so much stronger and when he gets all sweaty and worked up, it's intoxicating," she whined. "I can't help it, he's so powerful and all of my instincts are telling me to breed."

"Oh please, I'm more animal than you and I'm not halfway to jumping him," Nozomi scoffed.

"Nooo, but, you are going all mama bear whenever he's around you," Aizawa mentioned.

"What, no I don't," Nozomi denied.

"Yeah you totally did, you basically threatened us if we disturbed you and as soon as you saw his face you calmed down," Thirteen concurred.

"I just have no reason to be mad at him, is all," Nozomi denied.

"You are so mama bearing right now," Gran Torino cackled. "That's hilarious."

"So I just want to protect and shelter him from the outside world, is that so wrong," Nozomi seethed.

"No, that was pretty much my first instinct with the kid too," Toshimi agreed.

"So half of us want to ride him until we snap off," Snipe shook her head in disbelief. "And the other half want to wrap him up in blankets."

"Why not do both," Hound Dog suggested. "Like a little sushi love pillow."

"Oh can you not, some of us are still eating here," Kan shouted in annoyance as she shoved her plate of sushi away from herself, before pulling it back and continuing to eat. "What, Lunch Rush makes great sushi, I'm not wasting this."


In the shower Izuku's hands softly scrubbed the dirt and grime off his body, the suds pouring off his muscular and toned body. Slowly he lowered his hand to his crotch and began to stroke. "Mmhmm," he moaned as he did something any normal teenager does. Steadily increasing the speed as he ran his hand along his rock-hard shaft. A few minutes later he released a torrent of built up fluid. It took almost a minute for him to stop spurting and when he was done, he had to brace himself against the wall to prevent himself from collapsing. "Man, that's even more than last week," he said as he panted from the exertion.