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Released: 14/11/2021 - dd/mm/yyyy

Edited: 08/01/2022 - fixed error with Shindo Yo's year level

Previously on Izuku Has a Weird Quirk…

"Oh great. I'm back here."

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"Why are you guys here too, eh? What kinda sickos actively continue reading fanfiction about a kid with a talking dong? I can understand the interest in the first few chapters, but why are you all still sticking around until now?"

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"Whatever. Let's just get this over with."

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"What's that? Why do I need to say that? It isn't even anywhere close to October in my world. Ugh, fine. HAPPY (extremely belated) HALLOWIENER to all of you readers. Apparently this chapter was supposed to be released two weeks ago but it took this long because life sucks."

...

"I was busy for the first half of the previous chapter, so you guys won't be getting the full recap."

"Let's see… my flesh sack went to the entrance exams, and I graciously helped the pitiful dummy get rescue points. Heh, not that he knows those exist. I also took down a giant robot in one hit! Blast of wind isn't as cool as a deadly laser beam, but I'll take what I can get I guess. Afterwards, my flesh sack decided to play 20 questions with me about where I was. It ended up with his face getting doused in pepper and then him fainting afterwards once he learned that - surprise, surprise - I'm not the only one in his body now."

"God, these recaps are so cringey. Why do you even make me do this?"

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"Mark my words, once I've gotten a better hold over this power you're gonna regret dragging me here every chapter. Yeah, that's right. I'm gonna smash your little-"

~POOF~

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Back to the present…

~Oh, he's waking up.~

About fucking time. It's been… what, 15 minutes?

Izuku groaned as he blinked himself awake, wondering why there were two voices having a conversation inside his head. As far as he remembered, he was only cursed with having one annoying parasite intruding on his personal space.

~Calling your new quirk a parasite won't earn you a lot of brownie points with it, kid.~

"Gah!" Izuku shot up like a bullet, startling the pigeons strutting along the sidewalk and prompting all of them to fly off. The sun was setting in the distance, bathing the empty street Izuku was in in a medley of soothing colors. The sudden movement made his head throb, and he would have fallen right back down if he hadn't grasped onto the utility pole next to him.

"You're… Nana, right?"

~Yup, that's me.~

"So you're… One for All?" Izuku flinched when the question came out of his mouth in a rather unfriendly tone. Sure, he was extremely grateful for All Might's power, but getting another it to go along with it didn't seem like a worthwhile tradeoff.

~Yes… and no.~

I already had this conversation so I'll let her explain it to you, flesh sack.

"Eh?" Sensing that there was probably a load of exposition about to be pushed his way, Izuku shifted his position so that his back was now leaning against the pole. It wasn't the comfiest, but there weren't really a lot of other options.

~Your quirk has informed me that Toshi hasn't told you about the whole history of One for All. Now that you have it, and you can communicate with me, I think it's time you finally learned about it.~

"H-history? That doesn't sound ominous at all."

Nana spent the next few minutes launching into a brief yet detailed history of the sacred power that Izuku had come to wield. It was terrifying to imagine an evil overlord with the power to give and take quirks as he pleased, but Nana assured him that All Might had taken care of that problem, so that was a huge weight off his shoulders.

"Wait, you still haven't explained why there's a new voice now in my… uh, you know," Izuku awkwardly trailed off as he gestured at his groin.

~I'm actually the 7th user of One for All, Nana Shimura. As for how I'm able to speak to you… I'm not really sure myself.~

At that admittance, Izuku's emerald eyes lit up like Christmas lights. "So you're All Might's mentor?!"

Nana let out a soft chuckle in response, prompting the green bean to blush as he was reminded that the voice in his head was inherently female.

~Among other things, yes.~

"Wow, that's…" Izuku couldn't finish the sentence, his brain overclocking with questions and theories about the impossibility of One for All. "All Might told me that One for All is a quirk that stockpiles power. How is it able to keep a past user alive if that's the case? What else does this quirk have stockpiled? Was All Might also able to communicate with-"

~Woah there, kid. One step at a time.~

"R-right," Izuku amended with a sheepish grin as he scratched absently at his cheek.

~You already have an answer to one of your questions, you know.~

"I do?"

~Think back on the entrance exams.~

Following Nana's advice, Izuku sifted through his memories of the exam. He doubted Nana was talking about the various misunderstandings he had gotten himself into, so he quickly skimmed over those.

What stood out during the entrance exams?

"Oh! Was it when it was guiding me to all those people in trouble?" Now that he actually had a moment to think about it, the whole thing was extremely fishy. How was it able to tell exactly where those troubled examinees were? It was like it had gotten a power-up, although that didn't make sense since One for All's power was the astounding strength that it had utilized to take down the zero pointer.

Unless…

That's right, flesh sack. I got more than one amazing new power!

Already, Izuku could feel the threat of impending doom and world destruction via magical talking penis looming over the horizon.

~Your quirk was using the 4th user's power: Danger Sense. It allowed your quirk to detect potential threats in the area, so that's why you were guided so well.~

The name needs some workshopping now that I'm using it. Haven't come up with one that fits my aesthetic yet, but I'll let you know once I have one ready.

Izuku made a mental reminder to beat his quirk to the punch when it came to the new name. The last thing he needed was for it to give Danger Sense an inappropriate revamp.

"Hey, Nana. Is Danger Sense always active or does it need to be activated on its own?"

~It's always active. Why do you ask?~

"No reason. None at all."

A brief silence followed Izuku's response before the teen snapped and went haywire, strangling his wiener for the second time that day.

"You could sense danger and you didn't warn me about the PEPPER SPRAY?!" Izuku howled like a deranged banshee as he jerked his member back and forth.

Think of it as - ow - hero trai - owww - ning. Helps practice your - OW - situational awareness!

"Yeah, right. You just didn't tell me because you wanted to see me get sprayed in the face!"

Well, yeah. That too.

"Argh!" The enraged teen gave it one last tug before letting his arms flop to his sides. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, only speaking once he had finally regained his composure.

"Sorry about that, Nana. Me and my quirk just… don't really get along most of the time."

~I can see that. Nevertheless, you're now both the new wielders of One for All, so you'll have to find a way to work together.~

Debatable.

"So I got All Might's quirk but it only powered up my own quirk and not me?" Izuku whined, obviously disappointed at how things turned out.

It's called 'skill issue', flesh sack.

Izuku growled at it in response, and it promptly shut up.

~Not at all. Your quirk just has better control over One for All than you, so we decided to let him use it instead of you. The last thing we need is for you to break your arms punching something or get a stroke whenever Danger Sense picks something up.~

"EHHHH?! But All Might said my body was ready!"

~Toshi's not wrong about that. But just because you have the right equipment doesn't mean you know how to operate the machinery from the get-go.~

"I… yeah, you're right," Izuku conceded. As much as he despised how it was somehow more suitable to use All Might's power than him, he had to admit that Nana made a point. Better that it was broken than him.

Speaking of being broken…

"Would the damage that happened to it after it smashed the zero pointer happen to my arm if I had tried to punch it or something?"

~The damage would actually be much worse if you had punched it. The only reason your ding-dong isn't permanently damaged from letting out 100% of One for All like that is because there's no bones to break in that particular area.~

Izuku shivered at the image of his limbs flapping uselessly like jelly if he had ever attempted fighting any of the robots during the exam. Determined to get the horrific sight out of his mind, Izuku decided to analyze everything he and Nana had discussed so far. A key point of information scratched at his noggin, a question slowly forming in his mind.

"Earlier, when you told me why it was able to use One for All, you said 'we' instead of 'I'. Who is 'we'?"

~You didn't really think I was the only one residing in One for All, did you? Your quirk was able to use one of the other user's quirks, after all.~

"Oh. So there's more of you guys just… setting up shop inside me?"

~Eight of us, to be accurate. Although Toshi isn't fully here yet, so maybe seven and a half?~

"Oh, okay. Cool," Izuku silently mumbled in reply.

Timberrrrrr in 3. 2. 1.

And just like that, Izuku passed out again.

"So how did the exams go, sweetie?"

"Hm?" Izuku looked up from his half-eaten bowl of katsudon, his chopsticks lazily poking at the meat as he made eye contact with his mother. His mind was still busy picking apart the eye-opening conversation he had not too long ago with his quirk… or rather, both of his quirks.

"It's just that you haven't really said anything ever since you came back home."

Izuku answered with an indifferent hum, his mother's words of concern going in one ear and coming out the other. The frazzled teen was currently lost in his own psyche, pondering if the universe was out to get him. There was just no way all the abnormal incidents he had gotten involved in ever since he met All Might were just happenstance.

Should I put a pair of scissors under my pillow tonight? [1]

"W-what did you just say, Izuku?"

Izuku jolted out of his stupor, filing away the various superstitions he remembered for getting rid of bad luck to analyze later. His mother was looking at him like he had grown a third head, and he belatedly realized that he had spoken his last thought out loud.

"I-I'm not gonna do anything with the scissors!" Izuku quickly shouted as he stood up and frantically waved his hands in front of his face like they were swarming with ants.

Judging by the look on his mother's face, as well as the scissors that were just recently laid around the house now slowly floating towards her waiting palms, she didn't believe him one bit.

Seeing no way to convince his mother that he wasn't suicidal, Izuku decided to just pick up his half-eaten meal and head to the sink. While one hand worked at cleaning up the dishes, the other subconsciously drifted down to his shorts' pocket, palming at his phone which hadn't buzzed at all the whole day.

Should I call him? But what if he's busy? He is the Number 1 Pro Hero in Japan, after all. He entrusted me with his number so I could contact him in case of an emergency. But doesn't this count as an emergency? All the past users of One for All are apparently living inside my body! No, I should wait for him to get in touch with me first. But what about Nana? Shouldn't All Might be reunited with his mentor again after so long? But…

While Izuku orchestrated a mental game of tug-of-war inside his head, Inko watched him like a hawk from the other side of the room. The thin lines that made up her eyebrows were scrunched up into squiggles as she watched over her son.

He had left the apartment earlier that morning with a happy and excited demeanor, and now he was all sad and gloomy. Were the results of the entrance exams really that bad? Or perhaps her son was finally entering that age of adolescence where they got all emo and rebellious?

Inko sighed as she watched her one and only child have a spirited mutter debate to himself while he scrubbed the plates clean, wondering how she should approach the situation. Asking him personally was obviously out of the question; she had just attempted that, and that route failed horribly. Could she ask someone else to do it?

Her gaze drifted downwards to where her son's crotch lay, pondering the pros and cons of trying to get Izuku's quirk to open up to her. It had been a few years since the last time she had done so, their secret meetings discussing Izuku only possible thanks to the green teen's heavy sleeping.

But his quirk has been silent all day too. What if they both don't want to tell me about the problem? No, I'll have to get someone else to ask him.

A sharp ping from her cell phone diverted her attention, and a thankful smile spread upon the Midoriya matriarch's face as she read the new message from her best friend. Perhaps her dilemma wasn't as tricky a puzzle as she initially thought.

Bingo.

Izuku remained oblivious to his mother's plans as he placed the cleaned tableware onto the dryer. Although his ears did perk up upon hearing his mother talking to someone over the phone, he quickly tuned the conversation out. It was rude to listen in on other people, after all.

He spent the next few minutes in a weird funk, lounging on the couch in their living room as he flipped through the various channels. Normally he would sit back and relax to a documentary of his favorite hero, but even just thinking about All Might brought up the slew of issues he couldn't bear to tackle, so he resorted to idle channel surfing.

So, what are we watching?

Commercials.

What? Boooring.

Izuku ignored his quirk's protest, his curiosity captivated by what was unfolding on the television screen. A man dressed up in a tuxedo had just crashed a wedding, a bouquet of Long Sakeru Gummies nestled in the crook of his arm. The bride ran up to the wedding crasher, excitement written clear as day on her face as she confessed that she had been waiting all this time for him. [2]

Wait, is this like a 'cuck' thing? Seems like you might have some good taste after all, flesh sack.

Izuku's eye twitched at the perverse comment, and he was about to tell it off, but he was interrupted by his mother calling out to him from behind.

"Izuku, could you be a dear and place these flowers by the door?"

"Flowers?" Sure enough, Izuku turned around in his seat and came face-to-face with a bouquet of asagao flowers. The collection of periwinkle blossoms was perfectly wrapped up in exquisitely soft fabric, which made him wonder just how expensive the bouquet was. A small rectangle of white nestled within the petals glittered as it caught a brief ray of light, but it was quickly whisked away by an invisible force before the curious teen could get a better look.

"Whoops! Almost forgot about that," Inko called out from the other side of the dining room as she used her quirk to pull the white card towards her. As soon as the card got within arms reach, she snatched it out of the air and stowed it away in her pocket.

Ask her where she got the flowers from.

What? Why me? You do it.

Man and quirk probably would've argued all night and accomplished absolutely nothing, but thankfully the conundrum of who would confront Inko was put on hold by the sound of swift knocking at the front door.

I should go answer that.

You just can't accept that Mamadoriya might be dating someone.

Izuku didn't dignify it with a response as he stood up and headed for the door with the flowers in hand. It was only upon arriving at the door did he realize there wasn't a vase anywhere nearby for him to place the flowers in. He was about to go back and find one, but the knocking started up once more, now more aggressive and akin to pounding than knocking.

Since he was in a hurry and in a bit of a mood, Izuku swung the door open without checking the peephole. That turned out to be a huge mistake on his part.

"~It was you I had my eyes on this whole time, Tooru-kun. We will surely understand each other.~" The voices from the commercial were heard loud and clear, somehow perfectly timed with Izuku's head looking up from its previously bowed state.

"Welco- K-kacchan? What are you doing here?"

The blonde didn't answer him, his whole body seemingly frozen. His ruby eyes were locked onto Izuku's left side, although he had no clue why-

"Ah!" Izuku shrieked as his left hand came up, still holding the bouquet of blue flowers in his hand. Bakugo's eyes had tracked the movement like a pair of heat-seeking missiles, the teen's whole body quivering with some unknown emotion that Midoriya couldn't fathom.

With the grace and efficiency of a well-oiled machine, Bakugo turned around and speed walked away, not looking back even once.

Not wanting to get into another misunderstanding like the one the two had gotten into during the practical exam briefing, Izuku quickly gave chase to try and explain himself. It probably would've worked… if not for the fact that he still had the flowers clutched in his grip as he sprinted after the retreating blonde like a predator chasing its prey.

"H-HOLD UP, KACCHAN! IT ISN'T WHAT YOU THINK IT IS!"

Bakugo looked back with wide eyes that held just a smidge of fear at the sight of the verdanette chasing after him. Seeing no other option, he let sparks loose from his palms and exploded himself away from his pursuer.

"GO CONFESS TO SOMEONE ELSE, DEKU! LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!"

The two teens continued their game of cat and mouse as they hurtled down the street, soon disappearing off around a corner and somewhere into the night. Unnoticed by the two, Mitsuki smirked as she tapped on the red square on her phone's screen, wasting no time in sending the recording of the whole thing to Inko.

Inko had called her and her little brat over to try and cheer up Izuku, but her devil of a child had rushed ahead of her while grumbling and spitting profanities. She didn't really see the need to try and keep up with her hellion's rapid pace, so she ended up falling behind.

How lucky of me. Now I know the real reason why he was so excited to come over here. Never would have thought he swung that way...

The cool night breeze sent shivers down Izuku's spine as he jogged towards Takoba Beach, his heart rate speeding up with each step he took. After two weeks of tense radio silence from All Might, the Symbol of Peace had finally contacted him, telling him to meet at their training area.

He was excited for a multitude of reasons, although he couldn't really pick out which was getting his heart pumping the most.

Just earlier that day, he had received a letter from UA informing him that he had passed the exam with flying colors. If that wasn't enough of a surprise, he also learned that he had gotten the top score in the entrance exams by a surprisingly close margin with his 80 rescue points.

It had remained smug all day after that big reveal, refusing to tell Izuku how it knew about the rescue points. Izuku had tried asking Nana, but she just played along with his quirk and kept her lips sealed tight. His only other options for questioning were the seven other inhabitants of OFA, but he hadn't really built up a rapport with any of them… or talked to them at all, for that matter.

Izuku was absolutely fine with that though. The longer he could act ignorant of the highly intrusive and awkward change, the better.

"Young Midoriya!"

Hearing his name being called, Izuku turned his head to the side and waved at his mentor, rushing down the stone steps that lead to the sandy shore where All Might awaited.

"All Might!" Izuku cried out, leaving a trail of tears behind him as he ran forward.

"Eh? All Might is here?" someone spoke up from the gazebo a few meters away from where All Might stood.

"Repeat after me, Young Midoriya. 'It was just my eyes playing tricks on me!'"

"I-it was just my eyes playing tricks on me!" Izuku parroted, letting out a heavy sigh once the couple decided to ignore them and get back to whatever they were previously doing.

"Congrats on passing, kid. Just so you know, there was no bias in your judging, so you don't need to worry about only getting that high a score because you're my successor. That was all your work," All Might grinned down at him as Izuku looked up at his mentor with teary eyes.

The skinny hero paused, scratching at his pointed chin as he pondered on something. "I was wondering though… how were you able to tell where all those examinees in danger were?"

Izuku gulped, silently psyching himself up as he got ready to spill the beans about everything he had discovered ever since the entrance exams. As per usual, his preparations were all for naught.

"That would be thanks to me! And maybe some of the past users kinda helped too, but that's besides the point. The point being how I absolutely dominated that puny little test!"

"The past… users?" All Might's gaze pinged back and forth between Izuku's tear-stained face and Izuku's crotch, the pro hero clearly unsure of how he should react to what he had just heard.

"M-maybe it'd be easier if we show and not tell?" Izuku offered tentatively.

"Sucks the fun right out of it, but whatever."

It grew quiet for a second, with All Might giving Izuku a questioning look, but that silence was swiftly broken by a feminine voice speaking up from where it had a few seconds ago.

"Hello, Toshi. It's been a while, hasn't it?"

As if though hearing the voice of his master gifted him a boost of energy, All Might transformed into his buff form in a puff of smoke. "Nana? Is… is that really you?" All Might's voice was frail and quivering, a stark contrast to the boisterous confidence he normally exuded.

"Come on now, keep that smile up. We finally got a chance to talk to each other again after so long. It's a happy occasion, isn't it?"

All Might fell to his knees, latching his arms onto Izuku's hips as he stared at Izuku's groin with a teary smile. It was the polar opposite of what the Symbol of Peace usually looked like, but Izuku couldn't help but feel like this version of his idol was the most heartfelt of all of them.

"It's you. It's really you. I… I have so many things to tell you. So many things to-"

"Holy crap, All Might is giving that kid a bj! Quick, snap a picture of this!"

Student and teacher both froze up like a pair of deer in headlights, the analogy further cemented by the blinding light of a camera flash exposing them for all to see. Izuku had managed to throw his arms up in front of his face, but he doubted it would help much.

This ought to be fun, aye, flesh sack?

Izuku ignored it as he pivoted on his heel at full tilt and started running as fast as his legs could push him. All Might had the same idea of escaping, although he had the luxury of being able to just leap kilometers away in one bound, which the man took full advantage of.

Izuku only stopped his mad dash once he had arrived back home, crumpling into a tired heap in the foyer. It hadn't stopped cackling the whole run home, and Nana had retreated back into wherever she and the other vestiges resided.

His heart nearly jumped out of his chest when his phone vibrated, images of headlines describing the downfall of All Might's career floating around in his mind. He shakily opened his phone, relief instantly flooding through him once he saw that it was just a text message from All Might.

"So his PR team will handle it? That's a relief," Izuku sighed.

Tsukaimono Ninaranai smiled as he walked into Might Tower, a cup of steaming coffee in his hand as he casually strolled through security and made his way into the elevator. It was just another day for him as the head of the Number One Hero's PR team. [3]

He kept up his laidback attitude even as he walked out onto his floor, whistling a happy tune as he made his way to his office. It could barely even be called one though, as there wasn't any office equipment inside the room at all. Instead, the room was decked out to become the ultimate man cave. Gaming setup, mini fridge, bean bag chairs, and all sorts of paraphernalia were strewn everywhere.

What was the reason for such an unorthodox office? It was because All Might's current PR team had never worked a day in their lives.

After all, why should they? Everyone already loved All Might by the time the new batch of employees rolled around. The previous PR team had already done all the work for them, so all they had to do was sit back and collect paychecks for doing pretty much nothing.

Ninaranai was just about to settle down and get his day started, when his door was kicked open by the full force of the rest of the PR team. All of them had crazed and horrified looks on their faces, like they had just stared a ghost in the face.

"What the hell has gotten into you guys, bursting into my office like that? We didn't plan a gaming party or something today, did we?"

Yuno, one of the only ones in the office that actually knew how to do their job, stormed forward and slammed a newspaper right down onto Ninaranai's desk. The headline of the paper was unmistakable, and Ninaranai couldn't stop a nervous fit of coughs from escaping his mouth.

[SYMBOL OF PEACE, CAUGHT DOING INDECENT PUBLIC ACTS WITH A MINOR!]

"What are we going to do, boss?" Yuno asked.

Ninaranai gulped, hoping his face didn't portray just how nervous he was. "I- we- we're going to do our jobs. T-that's what we're going to do. Yes."

The rest of the PR team echoed their boss' words. Confidence slowly but surely surged within them, overthrowing the fear they had all previously felt upon seeing their worst nightmare come to life.

"We should- uh... explain why All Might's actions were in the right. Yes! The Symbol of Peace can do no wrong, after all. Surely the populace will agree with us." Ninaranai was making shit up as he went, but his subordinates were all nodding along - except for Yuno - so he kept up the act.

If they're all agreeing with my plan, then that must mean this is the best course of action!

"I'm not sure if that's the best way to tackle this…" Yuno tried to argue, but his words fell on deaf ears.

They quickly scheduled a press conference, announcing to the public their official stance on the scandalous matter. They adamantly tried to justify All Might's actions, and didn't deny that the Symbol of Peace had done something inappropriate.

It was too late by the time All Might caught wind of his PR team's official statement, and the public didn't believe him at all when he tried to explain that it was all just a misunderstanding.

In the next 24 hours after the PR team's disastrous choice, All Might quickly gained a massive lolicon and shotacon cult following all over Japan, and even in other countries across the globe. It didn't take long at all for news to cross the Pacific Ocean and reach America's shores, and more specifically, one particular law enforcement agency...

"Director Chad! Breaking news from Japan! All Might has been confirmed to be a shotacon!"

Chaos erupted inside the control room, all of the agents crying out in agony that Japan's top hero had fallen to such levels of depravity. Even if they had once admired the Symbol of Peace, he had broken one of the cardinal rules of their organization.

Chad huffed in disappointment, already dreading the rising army of shotacons and lolicons that the big reveal had brought.

"Contact our operatives in Japan. We'll set up a sting operation and take him down."

"Yes, sir!" the agents saluted as one before they all went back to their posts and started working with renewed vigor. It was to be expected, the number of doors they would have to break down now that their enemies had come out of hiding were more than triple their previous number, after all.

"The FBI is coming for you… All Might."

"Hey, did you hear? They finally figured out who All Might was giving lip service to!" one of Izuku's classmates yelled out.

"For real? Who is it?" another one questioned enthusiastically.

Oh, you are so screwed, flesh sack.

Izuku's breath seized upon hearing that, eyes shut tight as he waited for his class to inevitably turn towards him. But it never happened.

"It's a second year hero student over at Ketsubutsu! Some guy named Yo Shindo."

What?

What?

Not believing his ears, Izuku brought his phone out and checked the latest news reports himself. True enough, it wasn't his face or name plastered all over the various articles all over the net. Something didn't make sense to him though.

How could they have made a mistake identifying me?

One of the articles had a photo of the wrongfully accused next to the candid shot snapped on that fateful night, and Izuku finally understood why he had gotten away scot-free.

For some miraculous reason, the lighting and angle of the picture had managed to keep most of his face hidden, as well as change the color of his hair from a dark-green to a near pitch-black.

The article delved into a slew of questions as to why All Might or Yo Shindo would do such a thing, especially out in public, but Izuku didn't have the heart to read it. He was already feeling incredibly guilty that someone had gotten roped into this mess, and an aspiring hero to boot.

Don't you dare even think about fessing up and telling the truth. Just take the W, flesh sack.

"~bzzt~ Midoriya and Bakugo to the principal's office, please. ~bzzt~"

Izuku looked up at the PA system overhead, staring at the speakers for a few seconds before getting his wits about him and launching out of his seat. Bakugo avoided looking at him as he stood up, walking ahead with a scowl on his face.

Oof, I can only imagine how hard Kacchan must be taking all this news about All Might…

Once the two of them had stepped foot into the office, Izuku was surprised to see that the pudgy man was actually smiling for once. As far as he remembered, the principal always had a scowl on his face whenever Izuku was called into the office.

"Ah, Bakugo and Midoriya. How wonderful it is to see you two! Isn't it great that two of our students managed to make it into UA? And with the top two scores, no less. I see great futures ahead of you two!"

Ah, shit.

The rest of the meeting went by as quick as a flash, and in no time, Izuku ended up with his back against a wall as Bakugo held him up by the collar of his uniform. Izuku was expecting a lot of shouting, explosions, and maybe even some physical assault, but what the spiky haired teen did next blew Izuku's expectations out of the water.

In the calmest voice he had ever heard the blonde speak in, Bakugo asked, "How many points did you get?"

"Huh? Um- I mean… I got 80 points. Er, 80 rescue points."

"Rescue points? Hah! Of course that's the only way you'd manage to get in," Bakugo harrumphed with a smug look on his face.

"Why are you so interested in this, doggie? You've been following us around the past two weeks like a lost little puppy scampering after its master."

Bakugo growled - which honestly sounded more like a bark, which was not helping the blonde's case at all - at it and told it to shut up, which didn't do much of anything.

"It's all my old hag's fault. She's been kicking me out of the house to do all these stupid chores, and I end up bumping into you extras for some goddamned reason everytime it happens," Bakugo tsked.

Izuku tapped his chin thoughtfully. He had been wondering why the two of them were bumping into each other so often in the past two weeks. It was almost like someone was meddling in their lives and purposefully trying to get the two to meet.

But that isn't possible, right?

Elsewhere, Inko and Mitsuki were discussing their plans over a cup of coffee at a quaint cat cafe. The two mothers had started their little meetings ever since the night after the entrance exams, when Mitsuki had sent Inko the irrefutable 'proof' of their children's love for each other.

"I think we're starting to make some progress," Mitsuki said as she showed Inko some pictures she had snapped of Izuku and Katsuki's last encounter at the grocery store. The screen captured the hilarious moment that the two boys fought over who would get the last bottle of ketchup in 4k HD.

Inko cooed at the sight, tapping on Mitsuki's phone to share the image to her own. "They aren't even going out yet and they're already having a lover's quarrel."

"Speaking of lovers…" Mitsuki wiggled her eyebrows at her best friend, gesturing to the necklace adorning her neck. "First he sends you flowers, and now he buys you jewelry? Who is this mystery man? I need to know!"

"Oh, it's nothing," Inko deflected. "They're just gifts from a good friend of mine."

"Rather romantic gifts, aren't they?"

Seeing a way out of the current topic of conversation, Inko quickly seized the opportunity.

"Gifts!" she gasped with a bit too much enthusiasm to actually be genuine. "We should find a way for the two of them to give each other gifts."

Mitsuki's attention was successfully swayed with that, and Inko mentally sighed in relief once their meeting got back on track. The less anybody knew about her secret friend, the better.

[1] - In Japan, putting a pair of scissors under your pillow is said to ward away evil spirits and bad dreams

[2] - This is in no way an advertisement… or maybe it is, I guess? I don't know. I just really liked this commercial series and decided to include it in lol. It also sorta connects with the misunderstanding. I don't wanna spoil it, so if you haven't watched it, go do it right now.

[3] - His name literally just means 'useless' in Japanese.

So… this chapter has made the story take a turn for the… worse? Better? I honestly can't tell anymore. I know I promised that Izuku's quirk's name would be making an appearance in this one… but I somehow managed to make a whole chapter about just the time between the entrance exams and ua. Next chapter will definitely be UA though! This chapter is a bit wordy, but rest assured the next chapter will be jam packed with action.

To all those who thought Izuku's dick was using Danger Sense, you hit the bullseye on that guess.

All Might now has a terrifying army at his beck and call! And now the FBI has their sights on him. Will the FBI invade UA once they learn All Might is teaching there? Only time will tell.

Who is Inko's mystery friend? Is it someone we know? Someone new? Feel free to guess!

That'll be all for this cursed chapter. See you guys next time!