Hello, everyone! Back to update this story again! Thank you all so much for reading this story. There will be spoilers of the manga here, so please read with caution. You have been warned.
Warning: There is child abuse in this chapter. Please, don't read if this makes you uncomfortable.
"No! Daddy, please stop it!" Little Tenko cried out as hot tears spilling down his cheeks.
The little black-haired boy was getting drag by his father who was angry at him. Today the family was at the mall to enjoy the day together. His father had told him and his sister Hana to not go to the hero store very strongly. However, Tenko became curious about the store when he saw that they had a new All Might figure on display. One of the employees noticed Tenko and kindly showed him the toy up closer.
His father, Kotaro, saw this and angrily pulled his son away from the toy by grabbing his wrist very hard. Kotaro's strong grip was hurting his son, but the man was too angry to care.
"Tenko, stop making a scene. We're leaving now," Kotaro said as he continues to drag his son.
Tenko's mother, grandparents, and sister follow them to the car. They knew how much Kotaro could get when heroism was brought up in his presence, but they all wish that he could be a little calmer.
The ride on the way home was coldly-quiet. No one dares to speak when Kotaro was mad. Tenko was silently crying since he didn't want to make his father mad at him more than already.
His sister, Hana, was gently rubbing his back as a way to comfort him before they get home where the real trouble began.
Tenko felt his skin was beginning to burning hot. It was getting more and more unbearable for him to take. He began to scratch his skin to stop the itching from getting worse. However, the burning itch seems to have to get more worst with each passing minute went by.
His mother notices his itching and reaches back to caress his cheek lovingly. She knew it was his allergy to whatever was causing it. Thank goodness she put the medicine in the cabinet this morning before they left.
The car stopped once they pulled up in the driveway. Everyone got out of the car, except Tenko who stayed in his set. The little black-haired boy knows it was pointless to run from his father's wrath.
Without any warning, Kotaro roughly grabs his son's wrist again and took him inside where the rest of the family helplessly watch as Kotaro took Tenko to where the latter is usually sent to be punished by his father. The backyard, where little Tenko would spend hours there until he apologized for misbehaving.
"No! I don't wanna go to the yard! Please, Daddy!" Tenko cried as he tries to break free from his father's hold on him.
"Then you should have listened to me when I told you not to go to the store!" Kotaro shouts at his little son.
The man opens the slide doors and roughly push Tenko out of the house. The little boy bangs on the glass loudly as his tears were pouring down on his chubby cheeks. But the look on his father's face telling him to apologize if he wants to get back in.
The family dog Mon came to Tenko's side and lick his tears. The young boy hugs his beloved dog tightly. He didn't understand why his father hates heroes. Heroes are nice people who help everyone in need. Why didn't his father see that? Why did his father have a hatred towards heroes?
Inside of the house, no one had said anything since Kotaro had locked Tenko out. Nao looks out of the window and saw how much her son was itching himself badly. Going over to the cabinet to take the medicine out and waking to the sliding door. But her husband stops her from doing so.
"Nao, you know the rules," Kotaro said to his wife.
"But his allergy is getting bad. I don't want him to start bleeding, Kotaro," She said worryingly.
"He needs to learn he must obey the rules of this house. You know I just want us to be safe from heroism, dear," Kotaro said.
Nao knows how much her husband hates anything hero-related. She just wishes he could move on from his past with his mother. Every day, she hopes her family would be happy like he promises they would.
Tomura woke up from his sleep. He was breathing hard as his skin was itching badly. He was having one of those dreams again, the ones where he doesn't remember everything after waking up.
"Stupid dream," Tomura said to himself.
Getting up from his bed, the young man went over to his computer and play some video games to take his mind off that dream he just had. He hates those dreams since he doesn't remember anything and didn't know what they meant. He always felt like throwing up as soon he woke up. There's something about his dreams he didn't understand much, whenever he had them, he felt safe and calm but he also feels angry and disgusted. It's just like when he wears his hands on his body, he has those emotions.
When he finally reaches the final boss, he wasted no time fighting him. Tomura had sometimes imagined the final boss is All Might and every time he wins, the young man would always imagine he killed All Might. To him, that releases stress.
Thinking back to that girl, Tomura has been thinking a lot of her recently. Tomorrow he's going to meet her at the mall after school. They'll be meeting at the new bookshop that was an addict in the mall a month ago.
Tomura didn't understand why he agreed to her request on some lame shop anyway, but he wanted to have her trust so she could make more notebooks on the heroes. He'll just have to roll with it.
That girl's so too naïve and trusting. That maid of hers was right of not trusting him since he could have killed them both if he wanted to do. But he didn't, letting them go is considered to be a kind thing to do on his part.
Besides, when he crushes the heroes and their beloved society, he'll enjoy her beautiful, sorrowful face when it happens. Tomura will love seeing every second of her tears coming out when she realized that she helped with his plans without ever knowing what was she doing.
"Izuku-chan, what are you doing to me?" Tomura asks himself.
Ever since meeting the little girl that rainy day at the park, Tomura had always been having these strange feelings. But he always brushing those useless emotions aside since he figures that it was because she was the only female he ever talks to. Tomura had seen women and girls a lot of course, but he had never actually talked to any of them. Most likely because he didn't see the use of wanting to talk to the fairer of the sex. That girl's the first that he ever talk to.
"My dear Izu-chan, I hope you enjoy this crappy society while at least? Cause I'm going to destroy it with your hand in it," Tomura said as he finishes the final boss while he laughed madly.
That's it for this chapter everyone. I hope you enjoy it. And yes, Izuku is the first girl that Tomura has ever talk to. Nao is the name of Tomura's mother.
P.S. A beta reader had kindly offered to help me with my story, but I chicken out at the last second. So this chapter was done by them and I'm publishing it as my way of showing gratitude to them for wasting their time on me.