The bed was normal, comfortable, warm, soft and with a good blanket. The curtains in my room were closed and the dolls were piled up at my sides sleeping, without interruptions. I was awake, staring at the white ceiling, not blinking and not making any particular movement. I didn't feel my dad leave his room yet. There was no noise in the house. Just me and my breath.

The event with Bakugo stuck in my mind.

I didn't tell my dad anything, and my dad tried to force my words out. But he got nothing. He only stayed with my silence. These days, my dad went straight to school, I guess to talk to a teacher. For some reason, I was afraid that he would bring up the subject of the girl and Bakugo. When he came back, my dad looked all frustrated and had a hand in his hair. When he captured my figure, his personality changed to a more cheerful one, forgetting the emotions that he had and felt. My dad tried to bring it up a few times, but he always came out defeated. In the end, he did not touch the topic again.

When I got up from my bed, I felt the door to my dad's room open, at the same time feeling him rush down to the first floor. I look at my dolls, which were still sleeping peacefully in my bed. Maybe I won't make the bed this time, I made them rest. For some reason, the word reminded me of when I was lying in the park, just like Tadashi, both of them with blood staining the grass. I look at nothing now, not at my room. Only the nothing. I had to close my eyes before that image appeared again.

Taking my clothes off the furniture, I got to dress, just like every day. I was grateful that it was the weekend, so that I shouldn't put on my school clothes again. It's already gotten dirty and now it's drying outside. Finished with the clothes, I looked back at my dolls sleeping in my bed. They did not move. And finally, that image did not come back to my mind. Smiling, a little, I opened the door of my room.

"Dad! I woke up!"

"O-Oh! Wait a minute, (Y/n)! Stay where you are! Don't move! I'll tell you when you can come down, okay?"

Uh?

"Uh? Dad? What's wrong?"

"It's okay, (Y/n)! It's just a little surprise that I prepared you, especially for you! So since I want it to be special, I'd rather you don't see it yet. Right?"

"O-Okay, Daddy! I'll stay here!"

"Very good, daughter! It will only take a few minutes! It won't take me long!"

On the first floor, assuming the noises were coming from the dining room, hurried footsteps and metallic movements were heard along with the footsteps. Remaining with my feet attached to the wood of the second floor, I started to think that it would be that big special surprise that my dad has. Could it be another toy? Would be a figure of a new hero? Will he finally show me what it's like inside that secret door? No, that would be very fanciful. The final decision has already been made, so there is no way to convince my dad to go in and see what happens in there.

When I saw that light come out of the secret room, it only generated more questions than answers. Metallic sounds, different lights and I noticed that most of these were white and blue and in some cases red. More than that, I couldn't. Not even the single words of my dad helped much. Just pure mystery. I clasped my hands together, staring at the white ceiling again, and looked at the closed door to my room. Will I finally be able to achieve all my goals?

"(Y/n)! All set! You can come down!"

Hearing my dad's voice, I stopped looking at the ceiling and went down the stairs slowly. I didn't want to wake my dolls. When I was finally able to reach the bottom of the stairs, I saw my dad walking towards me, a big smile occupying his face. He crouched down to my height again, putting his hands on my shoulders.

"(Y/n)! You remember you always wanted to know what I was working on behind that door?"

I look at the secret door, which now did not emit any light. Still, I could feel that there were still more metal objects behind it. Without saying a word and with a confusion on my face, I nodded. My dad smiled more.

"Well, now I want to present you one of my greatest projects that I have created and built with my own hands!" My dad laughed and remained calm, pointing to a large object which was on the dining room table and was being covered by a white blanket. "I made this beauty here thinking of you!"

"Me?" I look at the blanket that covered the unknown object. I look at my dad "What do you mean, dad?"

My dad stood next to the object, taking the blanket between his two hands. Without saying anything even with that big smile, he pulled out the blanket that covered the object that is no longer unknown. Adjusting to the brightness of the dining room light reflecting off the object, my mouth dropped open in surprise.

What? What is that? Does it look like a metal object with arms and legs? Judging from its size, it is about the same as my dad. It has a head with a blue line that occupies its eyes. It was so large that it took up the entire dining room table. I couldn't close my mouth. What is that? Does it look fascinating? Amazing? It looks very cool! Is this what my dad was working on? That's why it took so long! It looks too cool! I ran with sparkles in my eyes, I looked at my dad. He nodded. I touch the object, it felt very smooth.

"Daddy! This is... amazing! What is this? Is it some kind of robot? What is it? Tell me, Daddy! Is this why you never left that door?"

My dad scratched his neck nervously.

"Sure! It's exactly a robot! And guess what? It will accompany you wherever you go! It's like a new friend that you will have and who will follow you to the end!"

"A new friend to join me at the end?" I slightly moved my head to the side "Like Izuku?"

"Like Izuku! The robot can be your new best friend too! You can play with him together with Midoriya! You can ask him for anything! He can even be your own advisor! See how it works! Better to see him in action!"

By pressing a button on the side of the robot's head, the robot began to gain life on its own. The robot raised its arms first, holding onto the edges of the table tightly. Its legs moved later, leaning on the table. The robot, sitting up completely, shook its head, at the same time that a sound came out of it every time it turned. Its head moved to our side, with my dad smiling more than ever in his life and me still with my mouth open. The robot has life! The robot is moving! The robot, noticing my figure and analyzing it for a few seconds, raised its hand and gave me a little greeting.

"Hello (Y/n)! My name is Kano and I will be your new friend! I hope I have good memories with you!"

The robot, now stepping off the table in order to stand up properly, stretched out one of his metal hands, waiting for my hand to squeeze his. I did not know what to say. I was speechless. I have never seen such a cool robot! Is my dad making more robots? That would be even cooler. Finally closing my mouth so that no critters would enter, I reached out my hand, grabbing the robot's giant handle. I smiled.

"Nice to meet you, Kano-Kun! I hope to have good memories with you too!"

"Of course! We are going to have a lot of fun together!"

In the next few minutes, spending the entire afternoon talking while my dad was in the background, watching all the interaction with eyes full of affection. Every time I talked to the robot, I could feel how now, apart from my dolls, I was no longer alone in this house. It's not that I don't appreciate the company of my dad or my dolls. It's just that knowing that this robot will be walking and following me around here and there makes me feel like I'm not alone wherever I go, I'm going with a friend who can support me like Izuku. Someone who will understand my sense of justice and help me to start my desired plan.

While the days I was in school, I did not find any books related to the word justice. There were only children's stories of a rabbit with hers two other baby rabbits or something. Those kinds of books weren't of my interest, to be honest. I went to see if they had some kind of library. Well, they had one but it was not at all what I imagined it to be. It was just pure books thrown on the table and very few arranged on the shelves. You can tell that the children here do not know the order. I had to leave school defeated several times. Even that girl and Bakugo are still happy.

However, with the books I have at home I suppose I will have to hold on. With the information I collect from the books in the house, it will be enough to start with the plan that I have longed for and dreaded to start. What is that plan? I turned around to look for my dad, he was still in the same place watching us play.

"Dad! I have a question?"

My dad snapped out of his trance and looked at me fondly.

"Anything, little one! What doubts do you have?"

"Can I invite Izuku to our house?"

My dad accepted the request, he only said that we should try not to be running all over the place, that we could get injured at some end of a piece of furniture in the house. Nodding and keeping this warning in mind, I went to open the front door. Of course I was going to be careful, I'm not going to end up like that fight with Bakugo. No no no. Nothing of that. Izuku is at my house, so everything will be fine. When I opened the door, Izuku was holding his fingers together and an adult person was next to him. An adult woman, rather. I looked at the grown woman. She smiled.

"Good afternoon! You must be (Y/n), right? Izuku's best friend?"

Best friend. Izuku regards me as his best friend. The pain in my chest has completely disappeared since then. Just seeing that Izuku considers me and I consider him a best friend is enough for me to make me smile. I can't wait any longer when Izuku agrees to help me with my plan. Seeing this woman, must she be his matta? I shifted to the side a bit, wanting to speak but Kano arrived just behind me.

"Good afternoon, miss! Nice to meet a lady like you!" Kano bowed to the woman. I stared at it. Hey? Cast? Is it a pose? I felt the woman laugh, at the same time that she had an ink of astonishment in her voice when she saw a robot receiving her.

"It's nice to meet a robot like you too!"

"Call me Kano, miss! What's your name?"

While the conversation between the robot and the adult was going on, Izuku looked at the robot with a twinkle in his eyes. I guess he has several questions on how a robot is caring for and watching a little girl. So she wouldn't be left alone while her dad was down there behind the secret door. So that she wouldn't feel lonely. Yes. That's. I think so. Don't know.

"(Y/n)-chan! Is that a robot?! Where did you get it?! Did you or who built it?! It's so cool!"

Izuku came closer and looked at me still with that glint in her eyes. Admiring the sparkle in his eyes, I answered what he longed to know.

"Not exactly, well uh I didn't build it myself uh rather my dad was the one who did it!" I showed him a smile "You should thank him! But not now! Now, he is too busy!"

"Amazing..."

The lady, now shifting her attention to me, smiled.

"It's a pleasure that you invited us, (Y/n)! And it is also a pleasure to meet a robot as kind as Kano! It sure does a good job taking care of you!"

"And I'm just starting out, Miss Midoriya! Please come in and feel like you're in your second home!"

The robot enthusiast scares me sometimes, I must admit. But just a little, just a little. I think.

Upon entering the house, the robot was the one who began to speak to Izuku's matta. I and Izuku went to our room. I had to apologize for the mess as my dolls were sleeping on the bed and I didn't want to disturb them. Izuku nodded, understanding. I noticed that Izuku also had one of the dolls I gave him tied around his neck. That afternoon I was full of adrenaline. The feeling that I feel is getting stronger and stronger. It is nice.

As we played with the hero figures in my room, I couldn't help but think of Midoriya's maka. If he has a Mata, then where is his dad? Well, I can't ask that question. My dad says I can't meddle in other people's lives. But curiosity is what corrodes my whole being. I am a curious person and, although it is my curse, I can thank it later. Instead, this time I don't ask anything related to Midoriya's dad, but rather to mom. I've never seen a maia so up close.

"Izuku-chan, is she your motta?"

Izuku, holding an All Might figure, looked at me confused for a moment. Later, he answered my question with an angelic smile.

"Yes, (Y/n)-chan! She is my- wait, matta?" Izuku questioned the question again. Matta? Yes, of course she is matta. Is there something wrong with it or I intruded on it again? Unable to avoid the shame that came to my face, I looked at the ground almost responding in a whisper.

"Yes..." I looked at the ground for a moment, now putting my fingers together "It is said like that, right?" I could feel my face filling with blood. Blood, blood the- No. Forget it. But I can't, I can't forget about it.

"(Y/n)-chan, that's not how it is pronounced. It is said mother!" Izuku corrected me, somewhat nervous without understanding how I can not pronounce the word mom. At one point, his face did something I didn't understand and he looked at me with pity. Piety? Why? Uh Is it good to have mercy on someone who does not know how to pronounce a word well? Uh, I think I'm thinking about it a lot.

"Mom..." Putting a fist in my open hand, I repeated confidently, now without being red "Mom Midoriya!"

"Yes!" Midoriya clasped both of his hands, as if he was proud of me "That's right, (Y/n)-chan!"

"Oh, and I had always pronounced that way, uh... I'm sorry"

Izuku interfered immediately.

"Don't apologize, (Y/n)-chan! It's n-normal that you can't pronounce words right! A lot of people do that! So don't worry! Besides, you pronounced it right this time!" Izuku congratulated me again, now clapping his hands. He applaud. I laughed. I must admit that the image was cute.

"Thank you very much Izuku-chan!"

We played all afternoon with the dolls that I almost forgot the plan. My eyebrows drew together. Truth. The plan. The plan that will start all the eradication of the villains. That plan will be the basis of one of my biggest dreams in life. That plan will be enough to show all the villains, that girl and Bakugo that without a Quirk I will be able to maintain the common good among society, to make them feel good. May the word justice have a greater meaning and a great impact throughout the generations. I know this road will be long, dreaded, but it will be a satisfying journey. In which, I will see what my weak points are, to improve them and be much stronger. I will not become someone weak. I will become someone great. In someone respected for her sense of justice and for her motivations. My motivations are what make and build me as a person. That is why I am grateful for my name, and I do not regret having the name of Noriko to be able to fulfill my goals, because they can be achieved and achieved.

As this trip will be long, I don't want to be alone. I want someone who has my own mind and who is someone I trust to help me plan this in a calculated and efficient way. Taking a good look at my room, I have enough papers and pencils to generate great plans for the great dream. For the great dream of the two. We are going to show the world that without Quirks we can be heroes just as formidable as those who have Quirks. We are not the plague, the real plague are the villains. And they will be exterminated from now on.

"Izuku-chan"

"Yes?"

Now all the determination is reflected in my eyes, at the same time that I see in those emerald eyes in which I can all the beauty of the soul.

"I have a plan"

"A plan?" Izuku was interested "A plan for what?"

"A plan to fight the villains"

Now, Izuku was totally intrigued by it. Falling silent, he allowed me to continue with the details.

"Bakugo has told us that we can't be able to be heroes without having Quirk. I don't want that. I want to show him that we, the two of us, are capable of being just as great, of being heroes!" Standing up, I put my hands into fists "So, I'll create a plan! And you will be part of it!"

Izuku ran back, somewhat amazed and nervous at the revelation, he looked at me as his face formed into a strawberry.

"M-Me?! (Y/n)-chan! I-I don't know if I can do it! I-I-!"

Putting a hand on his shoulder, I silenced him. I still kept my smile on my face.

"I know you can do it, Izuku-san! I know you can because you have the spirit here!" I pointed to Izuku's chest, straight into his heart. Izuku looked at his chest, and then looked at me still confused "You and I have the spirit! Not because we don't have Quirk means that we can't do something to fulfill our dreams! We could even create our own machine that helps fight villains! It will help me and you! Also the whole of society! "

The more I spoke, the more I saw the sparkle in Izuku's emerald eyes light up more. But I saw his spirit ignite that flame that I waited so long for it to ignite in order to start my plan. Because that is what is missing, that flame that makes you feel that you can do things and that you are willing to do them regardless of the hard or soft obstacles that stand in your way. Because we know that, sooner or later, those dreams that we knew so much will one day be worth it.

And it will be worth it when society is plagued with justice. Izuku, placing a hand on his chest, affirmed the agreement of his life.

"(Y/n)-chan! I will be willing to be part of your plan! Everything is to make us super heroes and to protect people from villains!"