Chapter 4: Survival Training Part 1
Written By AnimayWriteY0
[Deep within the forest entry near Training Ground Alpha]
Inko and the Bakugou's are trailing behind the mysterious pro hero Mirror Guard in hopes of finding Izuku. To their current knowledge, the hero mentioned them that his wife had witnessed a green haired boy being drifted alongside the currents of the creek where she's been fishing and is looking after him under her care at the moment. Inko pacing faster than the Bakugou family, the mother of the younger greenette catches up to Mirror Guard hoping to ask the silent pro hero a crucial question.
"Pardon me if this question came off as rude but do you and your significant other live around this forest? Judging from the distance between here from Musutafu it looks to be out of grid." The pro hero stopped his tracks while turning his head slightly giving the green haired a side eyed glance before sighing. "Yeah, it's a way to stay clear from unwanted attention. Especially some unreasonably rabid fans…" The pro hero shuddered at the thought of fan boys and fan girls hounding him just so they can take pictures with him or asking for his autograph.
Inko and the Bakugou parents blinked and blinked until they sport confused looks at his reasoning to stay out of the public radar. It's quite strange to hear that coming from a pro hero. However, Mirror Guard doesn't want to divulge his life stories towards these strangers. They aren't acquainted enough for him to tell his tales unless they earned his trust and respect.
"That's bullshit you damn extra!" That vulgar comment instantly halts the adults. Mirror Guard sets his sights on the only non-adult in the group. He notices the way the young ash blonde is looking at him by the way his teeth bared, his clenched fist shaking uncontrollably, along with his red eyes pulsing small veins from the side. Mitsuki was about to chastise her son for his disrespectful jab at the pro hero, yet she's been stopped by a raised hand by said pro hero.
Mirror Guard crossed his arms over his chest while staring down on the explosive quirk user incline to hear his thoughts. As much as he wanted to get home to see his beloved wife and fulfilling a worried mother's wishes to reunite her with her lost child. This conversation will help understand the mindset of the ash blonde boy. "Oh? And do you know the life of a pro hero?" He asked with a terse tone behind his voice.
The youngest Bakugou snarled and pointing at him. "Are you stupid?! You're a pro hero damn it! Why should you stay away from the fame in being one! You got people who worships you! Why the hell would you not take advantage of that?! It makes you better than those extras with weaker quirks! And I know you have a strong and flashy quirk too! Tell me you fuck!"
Once again Mitsuki is close to smacking her son for his choice of words, yet Masaru placed his hand on her shoulder and shook his head. As for the pro hero, he took a deep breath and decided to say his peace towards this overly arrogant and ignorant brat. "Quirks. Aren't. Everything." He said exasperatedly while continuing. "And heroism isn't something you should use as a way to build yourself up through fame and glory. So many of my fellow pro heroes are stuck to that notion now a days...the point of heroism is to be able to help save those who are in need and ensure that nothing bad happens under our watch. Heroes are supposed to be pillars of truth and justice while ensuring hope and peace for the people we must protect. Not only that, but heroes should also be able to risk their lives no matter the opposition! The way I see it now coming from my fellow heroes and Commission, the idea of heroism is just another fancy name for a job position." He said dejectedly knowing that the word heroism has lost it's true meaning at these times.
That caused the enraged explosive user to flinch back yet in an instant he growled viciously. However, when he is about to angrily retort. The absorb shield user informs the others that they're close to their destination.
[Inside Training Ground Alpha]
If there's one thing Izuku regretted, it's the fact he allowed himself to be subjected to his sensei's grueling training sessions. Right now, he's doing 200 counts of pushups and sit ups while having his limbs being strapped by makeshift weights comprised of stones and vine rope. It also didn't help that Utobe San is sitting a few feet away from him while drinking a bottle of fresh ice-cold water. Despite his misfortunes the green haired boy didn't let that factor get in the way of his focus in bettering himself through this physical training. He's close to achieving his sets, he just needed that extra push. His entire body is screaming at him to stop before he could potentially injure himself, yet the greenette fought against his urges to take a break. Soon enough he managed to persevere and finish the workout. Izuku took a deep breath while adjusting himself to sit comfortably on the grass patches. He turned to Falsha and gave her a shaky thumbs up.
Falsha nod her head in approval towards her freckled pupil while throwing him a water bottle. "Here catch kiddo!"
Izuku caught the water bottle and instantly chug the heavenly crystal-clear beverage with gusto. After satisfying his thirst, the green haired boy turned towards Falsha waiting for his next workout exercise. To his surprise, his sensei got up and approach him with slight wariness. That sign coming from Utobe San made the greenette gulp in worry. Is she somewhat disappointed in the way I handled my first workout lesson? Did I not meet her expectation by not pushing myself to go further? Izuku thought hoping that isn't what Utobe San is thinking at the moment. Fortunately, it wasn't him she's paying attention to. In fact, Izuku could hear someone behind him calling out to someone with such familiarity. As soon as he turned to look who's behind him his eye's bugged out at the sight of one familiar girl, he saved from Bakugou and his lackeys.
The same raven haired, ocean blue eyed girl came up to Falsha and planting a quick hug on her leg. "Mom I'm home! I'm so sorry for being this late!" Akane kept her grip on her mother's knee until she took a quick glance at the young boy. To her own shock she instantly points at him with a dropped jaw. "Ehhhh?! Y-You're that same boy who saved me from Katsu Kun!"
Izuku tilt his head a bit perplexed. Katsu Kun? Then it clicked on who she's talking about. Oh, she must be talking about Katsuki Bakugou. The greenette thought while rubbing the back of his neck still nervous to talk to a girl his age. But what actually caught his interest is the fact that the girl had just called his sensei her mother. This made the greenette sweat a little at such an awkward disposition he placed himself in. W-What if Utobe Sensei thinks I'm taking advantage of her?! The freckled boy silently screamed in his mind.
Falsha glance at her daughter then back at her pupil with equal curiosity and confusion. "You two know each other?" Unaware of their unfortunate circumstances that led to Izuku's injuries by a certain angry Pomeranian, especially the girl Izuku talked about back at the cabin happened to be her own daughter he saved. However, the silver haired woman did catch on her daughter's claim on her pupil. She narrowed her eyes on Izuku. "Izuku by any chance the girl you mentioned in your story happened to be my Akane?" Her voice held firmness and with no nonsense behind it.
Now Izuku is sweating bullets clearly distressed at his own predicament. He can't lie to his sensei now that she catches on quick. With that Izuku sadly nodded his head. "Yeah...I deeply apologize for this, but I just can't stand by and let her get hurt…" Izuku gave Akane a sad smile and turn towards his Sensei. "What kind of hero am I if I just let someone who's clearly distressed get punished for something she has no control over. I couldn't live with myself if I just simply ignore her cries of help…especially a fellow quirkless." His eyes shadowed by his hair with his head looking down on the ground. He knew what it's like to be ridiculed and mocked for not having a quirk, and to see someone with the same burden as his, he just couldn't look the other way. There was a long pause, and it drags on until Izuku could sense Utobe San standing over him. In his mind he expected himself to be scolded but instead he got a soft pat on the head from his Sensei's gentle hand. He looks up and saw a motherly smile coming from her.
"Izuku, don't sell yourself short. Like I said, your actions reflect your earnest feelings of doing the right thing and for you to stand up for my daughter you've just gain my respect along with me owing you a big favor haha!" She gave him a huge smile while Falsha waves her hand at her daughter to come close and introduce herself.
Akane's cheeks flush red while she hesitantly walks up to the greenette and bows. "H-Hello my name is Akane Fumo it's nice to meet you Midoriya San."
The greenette chuckled nervously and rub the back of his head while doing the same respectful gesture. "Ah right, it's an honor to meet you as well Fumo San." Izuku doing his best not to stutter.
Just when Falsha is about to address something important, the three could hear some leaves rustling from behind them indicating someone is approaching them. Pascal got in front of them protectively while growling lowly at the intruders. Pascal catches a scent she knew all too well, she lowers her guard and happily call out his name. "Ah! It's great to see you back home Takagami Sama!"
Izuku took a quick peek and his inner fanboy burst out with his eyes sparkling. "H-Hold on isn't that The Shield Hero: Mirror Guard?!" Just then Izuku somehow pulled out a notebook out of nowhere and furiously scribble details about the Shield Hero. There are collective sweat drops coming from those who just witness the freckled boy's muttering and lack of self-awareness.
Luckily his muttering stopped when Izuku heard his mother call out to him. "Izuku! My baby!" The worried mother ran towards him and quickly embraces her son. Once she gave Izuku some breathing room she realizes that Izuku's upper body portion is practically bandaged up. "My kami did Katsuki hurt you this badly?!" Inko said clearly sounding outraged at this development of his injuries. Then she motions her eyes on the stones being strapped on both his arms and legs and immediately put the pieces together in her mind. "And you're training in that state Izuku?!" Inko cried out.
Izuku sighed and nodded. "It's nothing serious mom...Plus, I needed to get stronger in order for me to defend myself…There's no other way." The greenette stated yet with a hesitant tone behind his voice. Training under Utobe San may be the only chance he got into fulfilling his dream of becoming the best hero this world has to offer.
Before Inko could argue with her son, Mirror Guard steps in and persuaded everyone to continue their chatter and planning inside the Cabin. With that, the group did just that.
[A whole hour past inside the Cabin]
"Absolutely not! I won't allow my baby boy to go through such a dangerous and life-threatening training process!" Inko protested against Falsha's Utobe's idea of training plan for her son. Meanwhile Izuku sat next to his mother sporting a disappointingly doleful expression. He truly wanted to take on Morally's training routine in order to see whether or not such powers existed for the quirkless. But right now, his mother is making this even more difficult by denying him his only opportunity of fulfilling his dream of becoming a hero.
Falsha waited for the older Midoriya to state her displeasure. The former pro heroine figured her pupil's parental guardian would instantly deny her permission to train her son. Seeing Inko's eyes she can understand all too well on how much of a burden she had to endure watching her own son go through painful hardships of being quirkless. After all, she herself had been quirkless through her younger years, until she found an extremely powerful breakthrough that tip the scale between quirkless and quirks. Hence why she's willing to train Izuku to bring that same power out from him. Unfortunately, in order for her to do that, she needed Inko's approval of handing Izuku over to her so she can start training him seriously.
"I know it sounds ridiculous but see things in your son's perspective Midoriya San." Falsha stated almost pleadingly. "You can't just leave Izuku like this forever, right? How is he going to survive in a world where the majority of the quirked community has a bias against quirkless people like him?"
Of course Inko knew, she's seen it firsthand when the local authorities near her home refuse to search for her son all because he's not worth their resources due to being quirkless. Not only that, but she's also been told by her son that kids his own age bullied and physically harm him for the exact same reason. It hurts her heart to watch her son grow up faster than what a normal child should in order to cope from the darker side of the quirked society. But to have her son go through training equivalent to being in hell for a couple of years straight is not something she's willing to accept no matter the life changing benefits it would have on Izuku.
Further back of the living room Mitsuki, Masaru, and Katsuki could only watch on their conversation with mixed feelings. Mitsuki could honestly hope things would work out for her best friend and Izu Chan. Masaru prayed that Inko would agree to the offer by the two pro heroes, after all he was told by Mirror Guard that Akane Chan is also going to be trained alongside with Izuku. So, it isn't like he's doing it alone. He could just watch on in nervous anticipation. However, Katsuki is mentally seething. Seeing that blasted Deku getting special training by two pro heroes is enough for him to pop a vein from his forehead. What is so special about him?! He's fucking quirkless! Why the hell isn't he given that privilege instead?! And to add insult to injury even fucking Dotty is included! The raging Pomeranian thought before giving off a sinister smile. Doesn't matter as long as I'm around I'll make sure they'll never have a chance of becoming number one! So what if they get fucking training from two pro heroes it won't mean a damn thing to me! I'll still win with just my quirk alone! And soon they'll learn their place! Katsuki declared in his mind.
"You're such a fool, Midoriya San." All attention has been placed onto the Shield Hero. Both Mitsuki and Masaru jaws dropped at how the stoic pro hero just insulted Inko straight at her face. Izuku narrowed his eyes on the man with scrutiny trying to understand where he's going with this.
"Junichi Kun!" Falsha yelled out at her husband in shock. "D-daddy!" Akane followed suit clearly taken aback from her father's rudeness.
Once again Junichi Takagami brought out his pro hero persona and looking daggers on the clearly shocked Inko Midoriya. "Tell me something, do you believe keeping your son away from the real world would make things better for him and yourself? With the way crime rates are on an all-time high right now, do you honestly believe you'll be safe within the confines of your own home? Sooner or later, you'll end up encountering a break in or attempted kidnapping, robbery, or worse…" He said darkly not mentioning the last word which happens to be the worst case. "Who do you think will be there to stop the criminals from causing harm towards you and your son? Any available pro hero patrolling your local area may not have enough time to get there in time from your predicament." He continued. "Sure, the type of training we're offering your son may sound unethical but it's the only way to help him become strong and able enough to follow his dream of becoming a hero. If you refuse this on his behalf, then you're only spitting on his dream and life goals."
Inko is left stunned by the harshness coming from Takagami San. Yet, she can't help but agree to what he said. If she decided on taking away Izuku's dream just because she's scared for his life, then he would most definitely develop some form of resentment towards her. Not only that, if by any chance she did come across a situation where she and her son are in danger of criminal break ins or villain attacks there wouldn't be any way for them to protect themselves. Sure, Inko may have her quirk but that surely won't be enough to quell the risk of being targeted by random criminals. Inko sighed heavily and nodded in defeat. "Fine...I'll allow it. Just as long as you drop Izuku off at our apartment on the weekends alright?"
Takagami nodded while crossing his arms. "That's fine, thank you for your cooperation Midoriya San."
Izuku sighed in relief and took notice of Akane's wide smile at him knowing full well on what that means. He's going to train alongside with Fumo San. He couldn't help but smile at her with similar enthusiasm. Akane went up to him and place a hand in front of him. "Let's do our best Midoriya san!" The greenette looked at her hand for the longest time until he smirked and gave her a firm handshake. "You got it Fumo San!"
Inko, Falsha, The Bakugou's, even Junichi smiled at the pair. All except for Katsuki. He's had enough of this farce and wanted to leave this dump. Seeing their son's eagerness to go back home, Mitsuki and Masaru decided to take their leave. Before they go Mitsuki went up to Izuku and gave him a hopeful smile. "You better get stronger Izu Chan! I'll root for your growth! Same goes for you Akane Chan!" She took a glance at the raven-haired girl. Izuku nodded his head while Akane blushed lightly at her encouragement. With that, the Bakugou's left the cabin.
Inko took her time to comfort her son, with a soothing prayer while giving him a kiss on the forehead. "Izuku, when you're here I want you to let me know how you progress from your time training with Utobe San and Takagami San. If it gets too difficult, don't be afraid to speak out about it." She trails off on how she'll explain her earlier blunder of not encouraging his dream on becoming a hero. "I'm sorry I haven't been supportive of you, I just felt so scared of losing you I lost sight on what matters but that stops now. From now on I'll assist whatever you need, and I'll approve on your decisions." She smiled while embracing her son once more while looking at the two pro heroes. "If you can, please try to tone down on your methods of training on Izuku." Both Jumichi and Falsha stared at each other and nodded. "We make no promise on that, after all I went through the same training and it's no walk in the park." Falsha stated, clearly not wanting to give the older Midoriya any false hopes on her son's safety.
Junichi pitches in. "But we'll do our best to ensure your son of having substantial results in our training plan. Not only that, but we'll also even have our Akane Chan participate in this as well. So, your son won't feel isolated when he works on his combative capabilities."
The stilled disquieted mother bit her bottom lip but relented. "Very well… From now on I entrust you two of looking after my son. But once it's done, I expect my son to come home a strong young man." Inko said.
"You'll have our word on that." The two pro's state simultaneously.
Izuku couldn't help but smile out of gratitude for his mother to give her blessings to him. "Thank you Mom. I...I won't let you, Utobe San, and Takagami san down! I'll do my absolute best to make you all proud!"
Inko went down to meet her son's level and pets his messy green hair beginning to tear up and smile lovingly. "I'm already proud of you Izuku, you're growing up so much this early on." She wipes her tears away and continues. "As long as you are happy with this, then there's no point for me to hold you back."
Something triggered in Izuku that he kept bottled up inside. For the first time in a long while the freckled boy let out a joyous cry while clutching onto his mother's arms. "Thank you, mom! Thank you!" He repeated while sniffling.
The two Midoriya's finally separated which gave Akane an opportunity to speak with Izuku's mother. "Don't worry Mrs. Midoriya, I'll be there to keep him company." The young girl declared with a wide and passionate smile. "Right ZuZu?" She bubbly said looking at the stunned greenette.
Izuku blinked and blinked before his cheeks turned crimson at the way his new friend just nicknamed him. "F-Fumo San is that nickname necessary?!" He complained until he could hear a familiar squeal behind him as he slumps his shoulders. He knew this would occur coming from his mother. He turned to the parents of Akane, and his entire body froze in fear for two different reasons. Utobe is clearly smirking at their interaction which would indicate she'll start teasing him through this. As for Takagami, there's a menacing aura emitting behind his person as his sheer amount of malicious intent is placed directly onto the poor freckled boy promising him pain and suffering through his training sessions.
With that, the Midoriya's and Akane's family became close acquaintances after this meeting.
[A weeks later, Afternoon]
Izuku and Akane are currently sparring each other to get a feel of what their capable of in terms of combat skills and techniques. Through observation by Falsha and Pascal they notice how Izuku is aggressive when he charges at Akane with fast punches and kicks. He's slightly well-built thanks to his earlier exposure of his own workout plan when he started. However, they caught on some of the flaws in his movements. He's shown to analyze his opponent and deliberate possible outcomes that either benefit or detriment his next choice of action. It's quite clear he's hesitating and easily slightly unfocused of the fight at hand.
Akane definitely has less than favorable input of her fighting experience. She's clearly unable to fight Izuku, her sloppy attacks are easily predictable to anticipate. The added weights didn't help too which caused her movements to be sluggish. The raven-haired girl attempted to launch her left leg to enact a slow round house kick. Her momentum once again failed her thanks to the weighted leggings. Izuku used his arm to block her kick and ran at her with a shoulder tackle. "Oof" Akane grunted. Suddenly she realizes Izuku is falling over her. Seeing an opportunity, she lifts her left knee up and embedded it within Izuku's stomach. The greenette coughed out in pain yet he manages to maneuver away from Akane's proximity as he clutches his stomach where Akane kneed him.
"Dang Fumo San you hit hard!" He struggled to compliment. "But don't think that will deter me!" Izuku declared while grinning. Once again Izuku dashes towards her fairly quickly despite being weighed down. Winding his fist for a haymaker fully intent to strike Akane right at her face.
Akane's eyes widen at Izuku's speed. He's still able to run that fast?! This is bad I need to do something before he lands another blow on me! The raven-haired girl panicked. Luckily, she crosses her arms in an X motion barely blocking Izuku's punch. Her arms definitely felt the power behind his attack, and it showed when she skidded away from her opponent for a good yard apart from each other.
His punch felt like a rock being thrown at me at 40 miles per hour! Akane thought in awe and shock. I gotta find some way to counterattack! Her internal musing has been interrupted by Izuku who got behind her and arm locking her neck. Crap he's planning to suffocate me! Akane flailed around with much force possible in order to loosen Izuku's grip but there's no budging him. With quick thinking, she reared her head forward and slams her back head onto Izuku's face just enough to get out of Izuku's grasp.
Izuku stumble back and felt disorientated from the surprise attack. Seeing a chance, Akane ran at Izuku and deliver him a harsh drop kick right at his chest. The greenette landed on the ground hard causing him to spit out saliva while Akane barely pull off a safe landing. Before Izuku could get up both he and Akane heard bell chiming. The two stared at the one responsible for the noise. Laying further away from the two, Pascal used her tail to carry the small bell and rang it. "Alright you two, I believe it's time to work on your individual fighting styles and refine it using the foundation of The Four Symbols Styles."
Pascal turned to Izuku. "Great job on combining the Seiryuno fighting style along with Byakkodo. It's quite impressive on how you used the speed of Byakkodo to close the distance with Akane and then switch to Seiryuno to attack her with powerful strikes. Though it was brief you manage to greatly utilize your two preferred fighting styles and momentarily combine them to throw off your opponent. However,…" Pascal trailed off while licking her sharp elongated fangs. "You've put too much energy on your movements and it's glaringly obvious you're experiencing moderate fatigue despite the match only lasting 10 minutes straight." The dark tiger sighed. "If this was a fight between one vs one then it shouldn't be much of a problem unless you're dealing with numbers. You'll eventually tire out and the remaining group wouldn't hesitate to kill you when you're vulnerable."
The greenette sighed but nod enthusiastically. "I'll definitely keep that in mind! Maybe I'll try to put more effort into working out more than what I usually do. That will be definitely help me develop more stamina."
Pascal smirked and hummed. "Yeah, you do that green bean!" The feminine tiger teased which Izuku indignantly twitch his eyes from the unneeded moniker. The dark feline now set her attention fully on Akane. "I must say Fumo San, you've done a fantastic job of taking immediate action of countering Midoriya San's chock hold at the end. You made decent progress of experimenting both Suzakugo and Genbuka fighting styles. Then again..." The tiger paused and looked at the raven-haired girl with sternness. "You're easily prone to panicking and lose whatever focus you have thus given your opponent the drop on you." Pascal chastise but slowly soften her feral voice. "But I can't fault you for that since Utobe Sama told me how much you've endured quirkless discrimination. Which explains why your confidence are low if not nonexistent."
Akane looked down and away from Pascal's worried expression. "I-I'm sorry aunt Pascal…" She apologizes shakily. In all honesty, she just wanted to understand why the majority of the 80% showed so much hostility on the quirkless along with those whose quirks are labeled as villainous. Suddenly Akane felt a hand on her shoulder, when she turned, she sees a smiling Izuku.
"Fumo San...that is one question I always wanted to ask as well." Izuku stated with a firm tone of his voice. "It always bothered me on how much some of the quirked masses just dismissed us like we mean nothing to them and sees us as a plague or useless…" Izuku spat venomously. "And if the answer happened to be what I theorized from my notebook, then I'm pretty sure I'll never forgive those who judged us without having a second opinion or give benefit of the doubt!" It's true, despite wanting to become a hero. Izuku had already developed an anti-quirk mentality which won't allow him to easily forgive those who purposely hurt him. All because it's convenient for the abusers to test their quirks on a defenseless bystander who doesn't have the means of defending him/herself.
Pascal nodded at Izuku's declaration. "Which is why me, Utobe, and Takagami Sama are doing whatever we can to help you both become stronger and well verse in combat experience. After all, you both have great potential of becoming something great and-" The dark tigress soon has been cut off with Izuku placing a hand up.
"Pascal please don't praise us." Izuku slowly turned to see a confused glance of his training partner and shrugged. "It will eventually fuel us false encouragement and surreal expectation that will skew our priorities and personal morals. "We don't want another Katsuki Bakugo."
Akane fully understood Izuku's point and smiled softly at him. He's just so humble about it. Alright, I should properly get myself prepared for whatever comes next for us. The raven haired girl thought with seriousness.
And on cue, Falsha enters the field in her pro hero attire which consist of a dark blue capped dress where her legs are exposed from the side while she have bandage wraps around her forearms, thighs, and waistline. She wears light brown combat boots, and sport pairs of golden shin arm guards on her arms, along with similar upper golden chest guards. Her hero costume is quite intimidating yet quite revealing which has the desired reaction from a furiously blushing broccoli haired boy.
Akane raises an eyebrow on her mother. "Mom, aren't you a little early to take charge of our training? Pascal still haven't got into the last hour before she switches."
Falsha chuckled heartily and rub her left cheek with an index finger feeling abashed that Akane caught on with her usual early bird tendencies. "Ah yes well, it's about time to show you what type of power is available for us quirkless folks!" She grin widely while coughing lightly. "I suggest moving further away from me." She warned the two as they complied.
Being in a good safe distance from his sensei. Izuku magically took out his notebook and pencil preparing to write down Falsha's claimed powers. While Akane held deep and anticipated breaths to finally witness her mother's powers that allows her to be one of the greatest heroes.
With that Falsha, no Morally is taking a deep breath before she gestures herself in a crouching posture, her arms placed near her face with her hands clenched tightly as she closed her eyes in concentration. Nothing interesting happened for several seconds for the two kids but they soon notice blue flames emitting around her and the debris beginning to rise off the ground. Morally conjured a word for some reason caused both Izuku and Akane to feel a chill running down their spines.
"Spiritua Burst!" Suddenly there's an invisible force that pushed both the kids back even further as clouds of dense dusts engulf the surrounding area. For several seconds the dust dies down and the field where Falsha resides became clear enough for both Izuku and Akane. What they saw have warranted their jaw dropping reaction.
Standing before them is Morally encased with raging and fiery blue aura so dense you could practically feel it's majestic power. The way the translucent flames continued to flare even more around the former pro heroine, Izuku couldn't even fathom the thought of his sensei's power! At first impression he thought that this is just her quirk, an emitter type yet deep down he knew that wasn't the case. He actually felt how discipline and heavily controlled Morally kept her ability in check. What's more, it just felt so natural. There is no doubt this power of hers definitely earned her place as one of the strongest hero equal to All Might.
Rightfully in shock and awe Izuku stares directly at his sensei with stars on his eyes. "T-This is amazing! This ability! I like to know what this power is called sensei!" Izuku eagerly begged.
Morally let out a heroic laugh and smiling widely while puffing her chest up. "This my boy is the power that any quirkless person can achieve through hard work! This is called Spiritua!