One thing Izuku quickly discovered regarding the fact she now had powers was, maybe fittingly enough, a sense of horrific dread when she wasn't wearing her suit.

Unlike a quirk, which would have been a natural part of her, her father's gift was not.

It could easily be separated from her.

As her having to go to school in a spare school uniform proved rather well.

With the suit, she had powers, strength, and a way to defend herself if she had to.

Without it… She was the same, frail girl she had always been.

The difference… Was that she now had had a taste of something more. And once she had gotten a taste of what it was like not to have to live in fear anymore(No matter how embarrassed it made her feel.), going back to feeling exposed, and vulnerable was a truly nerve-wracking experience.

Gura Middle school had never been one to bring the kind of worry and fear in Izuku that Aldera had, but now… Now she felt like at any point in time, something horrifying and unknown could swoop in and attack her.

In some ways, it was even worse than the kind of fear she'd experienced in her old school.

At least there she knew exactly what kind of dangers lurked there. Kacchan, who at any point might decide to attack her for fun. This though… She didn't logically think that she would be attacked, but the feeling of just how vulnerable she was was impossible for her to shake.

The memory of a projectile that had rendered a large chunk of her asunder was still painfully fresh in her mind.

Her new skittishness and constant, semi-paranoid glances to the sides were not missed by most students… But as usual, everyone ignored her.

Which was fine. She was way, way too stressed out to try and make friends right now.

Finally, though, her first new day at school after her rebirth came to an end… And what she'd been looking forward to all day came around.

A quick trip to a bathroom, and as she walked out wearing another set of clothing.

As she walked she felt all her worries, and fears begin to… Melt away like ice cream in the hot summer sun.

It was silly. Untransformed as she was, she wasn't any more powerful than she'd been all day. It didn't matter though. She FELT like an invisible steel wall as she began her walk home, and that, frankly speaking, was a feeling so good for her, that it was beyond words.

Her second skin against her first was like the warm embrace of a caring and loving God.

"Ahhh… Finally, this backpack of yours was starting to drag!"

"Sorry…"

"Is it going to be like this for the rest of your School Years?"

"No… Hero Schools with "Quirks" that involve a special set of inborn equipment usually have exceptions for those. I should be able to wear you full time when that comes around."

If she was getting weird looks as she walked, she ignored them.

This kind of conversation was going to be a permanent fixture of her future life. She would need to get used to it, regardless of how people might look at her for talking like this.

"I see… So I must spend months and months in that Backpack? Truly this Middle school is a true hell!"

"I like it actually. It's… Peaceful."

"Peace is for the BORING and Uninteresting! I want ACTION! DRAMA! THRILLING DEVELOPMENTS! There is nothing that is less appealing than once more being stuck in a dark room with nothing to do!"

She opened her mouth to say she could leave him at home to watch TV if he wished… But she thought better of it. That wasn't going to happen. She was NEVER leaving him behind again.

"Well… You'll get some of that today. After I get home with my school stuff, we're heading out to test what we can do."

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"You sure you wanna tag along Mei?"

The girl, still with a huge bruise that made it impossible to see out of her left eye, just grinned.

"Of course! Why wouldn't I want to see the life's work of a scientist in action!"

As she stepped up beside her, Mei continued.

"Imagine it, Izuku! All your father's life was building up to this moment! Years and years of work, of trials, and the creation of hundreds of sentient creatures along the way, the dream of every mad scientist since the 1800s, was all building up to this, final, result! Why wouldn't I want to get a good, front-row seat for that action?!"

Izuku wasn't sure she was comfortable with her dad being described as "A mad scientist"... But arguing against it seemed like it bordered on denying reality.

The crazy madness and science it took to create a superpowered piece of clothing that could have come from the silver age, would be enough to be labeled "mad", by any definition.

She couldn't have cared less about what people labeled him as though. For her, her dad had been one of the only two lights in her rather dark, sad, and depressing life.

His death had been a harsh lesson that despite what she had naively thought about her life, things could always get worse than they were.

"Well… If you really want to, then I guess there is nothing wrong with-" "Sweet, let's go!"

As they walked, and Mei went on and on, Izuku considered her relations with this girl.

Were they friends, or just acquaintances?

In her mind, she didn't have anything against Mei, but she wouldn't exactly describe them as close friends.

By comparison, Mei treated their relationship like they'd been close friends for years, instead of having just met yesterday.

She didn't mind that, but… It did feel kinda awkward. There was… Something about it that made her feel mighty uncomfortable, though she wasn't able to fully explain why.

"So what Hero school do you aim for Izuku-Sama?"

"Y-yuei…"

"Ah, aiming straight for the top? Go big or go home! That's the motto any true scientist lives by!"

She frowned.

Was she… Aiming for the top? Becoming the next number 1?

She would be lying if she said she had never dreamed of it. Of being the number one hero of Japan.

That dream was dead and buried though, as reality had dealt her some pretty hard blows to the face.

"Imagine it! To partake in the Yuei's sports festival and have the better part of a hundred million people watching your face, your accomplishments, your very moves, and listening to whatever you have to say!"

She could imagine it. As it happened, it was the main reason she did not have any plans of trying to become the number one hero in fact.

Maybe becoming an underground hero, so she didn't have to deal with reporters and rankings would be best?

She was pulled out of that thought by what Mei said next though.

"It's going to be a glorious time to shine for both me and my glorious babies?"

"Babies? Wait! You're aiming for Yuei too?."

"Of course I am, what stage would be better to shine than Japan's greatest sporting events?"

"No, I mean… You want to be a hero?"

"Actually I want to be a tech developer! Creating gadgets, robotics, and advancing the glorious fields of SCIENCE! Is what I live for!"

"I… See… Well, I hope you'll make it."

"Oh, I will. I've already got a recommendation to get inside into the tech department."

Izuku blinked and looked over her, the hidden, unseen eyes of her sailor suit doing the same.

"Wait, really!? By who?"

"Oh, one of Yuei's teachers is an old friend of mine. Sure, I need to go through some other tests even with a recommendation, but I'll ace those, and then get inside the walls of Japan's most successful and prestigious academy, no problem!"

"Seriously? Which teacher is it?"

"He went by the name DTR before retiring to a teaching position, but he was an underground hero so you've probably never-" "You know DTR!?" Izuku exclaimed with stars in her eyes, interrupting the pink-haired girl.

"Who's he?"

"DTR is Mikisugi Aikuro, an Underground Hero whose quirk allows him to create mechanical, superpowered power armor out of thin air! He is also famous in hero circles for his political campaign against Japan's "Hero Costume Skin Exposure Limitation Act" against skimpy Hero costumes, which came about due to the hero Midnight's pro debut, as her incredibly skimpy costume caused a backlash against the idea of costumes that showed much visible, naked skin. However as Mikisugi Aikuro said in his campaign, this ban was far too restrictive, as many, many quirks would be hampered by the ban, which would have a detrimental effect on hero society as a whole!"

"You sure know a lot." Mei commented, though unlike most Izuku had met, she did not seem particularly bothered by the way Izuku would just go on and on about heroes.

"But yeah, that's him. He's an old friend of mine."

"Really? Man… To know a pro in childhood… That sounds sooo cool…"

"So what happened to him? Why did he end up retiring?"

Izuku was immediately pulled out of her happy thoughts as the more depressing reality of Mikisugi Aikuro's life came to her mind.

"Well… The thing is that while his campaign ultimately got the massive ban and regulation repealed for anyone with a quirk that could even remotely benefit from exposed skin… That ironically enough did not cover himself. While he uses power armor to fight, his actual costume was just a set of swimming trunks and a jacket."

"So he was forced to change it then?"

"Well… He actually retired afterwards, not wanting to work in a system that "Embraced censorship"

"To put it bluntly, he's a massive exhibitionist," Mei noted nonchalantly, seemingly not caring about the fact that the one she was talking to could not directly reply back.

"And that's the sort of person Mei knows personally… Should we be worried about that?"

Izuku just shook her head. DTR was a respectable, effective, and great hero, despite what some of the more conservative members of society would claim.

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Eventually, the two of them reached the spot where she was planning to do her tests.

It had been a while since she'd come here. Years ago in fact.

"Hmmm… Remote spot in the woods, far from anyone else, and no one here at this hour… You picked a good spot to make field tests."

"Mhm…"

The grunt was fairly neutral, as Izuku tried not to recall the company she'd had the last time she was here.

It was likely to bring back memories from her last day at Andora. Those weren't the same kind of horrible, awful memories as the ones she had of the final time she and her dad had spoken, but they never failed to spoil her mood.

Her old stomping grounds of the woods not too far from her home were pretty remote, and more to the point, other than adventurous kids out exploring or looking to collect bugs, people didn't tend to come here.

It was the perfect area to explore her new powers.

It was weird. She had been so, so obsessed with the idea of having powers during her earlier years, but she had never really considered how to go about things if the day ever came she got them.

Not before now.

The first thing to do though was obvious.

And so she left a bag containing a new notebook and pen, hanging from a low tree branch as she stepped out into a bit of open ground.

"Sorry I can't give a full breakdown of what we can do. The creator never gave me a full list of my abilities."

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's one of the things dad was talking about when he wrote I needed to figure things out on my own, or not at all."

Not leaving around a list of powers and weaknesses was probably for the best. But it did leave her in a situation where she had to figure out everything herself.

Starting with the transformation itself.

As she bit her cheek, the pain sharp and immediate, she quickly glanced down at her feet and the ground, as Mei sat down at a large stone to watch.

Then she spat.

The transformation was immediate and total.

As she transformed she gave out a sigh of joy as she felt the power run through her. Even weakened as it was, it was still tremendous.

It was a contained storm, barricaded inside of her, just waiting, hoping to be let out into the outside world.

"Yes! Finally! Now, let's cause glorious, glorious destruction and paint this area with obliteration! Let us immortalize ourselves here!"

Instead, she immediately powered down, reversing the transformation with a thought.

It immediately struck her just how easily she was able to do that, and how it mirrored her suit's side of the equation. She wondered if the reversals were intentional on her father's part.

Izuku could seemingly not absolutely nothing to stop the transformation from happening, even if for some bizarre reason she wanted to. And on her part, somehow, she felt that she was the utterly dominating part of this equation. There was nothing that could prevent her from powering down. She wasn't sure how she knew that so certainly, but she did.

"What! WHY!"

"There are some tests about the transformation we need to run before we move on to more complicated and straining tests."

"BAH! What's there to test about our transformation?"

A lot actually.

First of all, she wanted to test whether one aspect of it was something that just happened the first time, or if it would happen again every time she transformed.

To her dismay, she felt that every bit of clothing she wore underneath her now standard form suit had disintegrated, just like it had the first time.

That was going to be a pain in the ass. She could already see that this powerset did not lend itself well to winter, or colder climates. Then again, if her activated suit did not have a form of resistance to cold… Well, moving to Kyushu wasn't the worst thing in the world.

However, just like that previous time, there was one exception. Her shoes and her socks were untouched around her feet, just like they had been the first time she'd transformed.

Well, most of them anyway.

"Oh, so that's why you wore knee-length socks! To measure it."

"Yeah…"

The cutoff place was about 10 centimeters over her ankles, where it looked like someone had cut her socks in half with a pair of diamond scissors that had simply passed through her flesh without rendering it.

Alright… Second test.

She quickly bent down and took off her shoes, putting them beside the tree with her bag of stuff, before she returned to the spot where she had just been.

Then she thought better of it and looked around for a bigger rock, which she quickly found.

She went over to it, then knelt down, and put her finger against her left sock, before she once more activated her transformation.

She made sure it lingered for just a bit, then reversed it, before looking at the results.

"The socks are okay!" She exclaimed in a surprised tone.

She'd expected the contact with her hand as she transformed to override whatever it was that protected them, but no, they were completely fine, other than the damage already there.

That meant that this was a specific choice on her father's part. What she wore on her feet was specifically shielded, probably by whatever it was that made it so that she didn't disintegrate whatever it was, she stood on as she transformed.

Then of course there was the question of where they went. Were they stashed away in some kind of pocket dimension? That sounded plausible, given recent tech had managed to make compartmentalized technology way more portable in modern times than when it was first discovered.

Whatever it was, there had to be something that made it so that they weren't destroyed by the energy she released as she turned on her powers.

"Same can't be said for the rock though. You blew it away like you hit it with a Kamehameha."

Speaking of disintegration…

She glanced at the rock, and yeah, as she'd expected the part of the big rock that was above a certain height(That was the same as her socks' cut-off point), was just gone.

And the surface was as smooth as glass.

Inside her mind, she heard a sigh.

"Please tell me this was the last transformation test? Can we PLEASE move on to something more exciting now?"

She was about to say yes when Mei interrupted her thought process.

"The bush was fine though. Interesting."

The girl put one hand under her chin with a smile and a "thinking" expression on her face.

Wait, what?

She looked at where Mei was looking, and sure enough, right by the stone was a small bush.

That thing should absolutely have been affected, but it had not in any way at all, from what she could see.

How? How could a mere bush of twigs and leaves shrug off something that destroyed pure stone?

She wracked her head around that… Then a hypothesis struck her.

One which was easy to prove or disprove.

"One more."

This time, she quickly went over to a tree, a mighty, wooden oak, before she activated her transformation.

"It doesn't affect living things!"

Sure enough, the tree was completely unharmed. Not a leaf connected to it had even been touched by the power of her transformation.

"Fascinating!"

Discovering this hitherto unknown aspect of her powers, she felt that same kind of giddiness she often did as she observed heroes, just… Stronger somehow.

It was a completely different experience knowing that these were her powers that she was charting out.

Which she promptly did.

As she scribbled down every bit of trivia and what she had just discovered, alongside the effects of her very first transformation.

"Are you sure you wanna write down everything in a book?"

"Yeah, it… Helps me crystalize everything in my mind. Makes it much, much easier for me to remember."

"Well, if you're not afraid of it ending up in someone else's hands, then by all means go for it."

For a moment, Izuku stopped writing… Then resumed like there hadn't been a pause at all.

"I'll just have to make sure that doesn't happen."

"You know… She's got a point. If you want, I could keep tabs on all of this. Sure, it's boring stuff, but-" "I'll manage."

Part of it was irrational but… Though there were both benefits and disadvantages to writing all of this down in a journal, those weren't the main motivator for her.

The fact was that she liked writing things like this down. It was one of the few pleasures and joys she had been able to truly enjoy herself with throughout the latter half of her life.

She didn't want to give it up.

At all.

Finally, once she was done writing it all down, it was time for the second round of tests.

The kind with real, practical applications.

"You know, you seem a lot less bashful now than you were in front of your mom last night Izuku-Sama."

Immediately as she said it, Izuku immediately felt a massive pang of embarrassment, as she'd desperately tried to forget just what she was wearing… But true enough, she felt far less conscious about it than she had during her showing it off to her mom.

"I… I… I guess I feel… More comfortable with just you around."

"Really? But we just met yesterday."

At that Izuku glared at her. Her annoyance for a moment overriding her embarrassment.

"Okay so… Maybe It's just because I like you."

Mei cocked her head.

"I'm flattered Izuku-Sama, but I'm not really into girls. A shame though, I'm sure you would have made a pretty cute boy. Other than being a girl you're totally my type, cute as you are."

Izuku immediately went back to blushing like a torch.

"Tha-THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!"

"Oh. Ok then."

In complete contrast to Izuku's burning visage, Mei's face was the same as usual for her, completely nonplussed.

Did she EVER change that expression?

Any further talks were tabled though, as her suit had had enough.

"CAN WE GET THIS DAMN SHOW ON THE ROAD ALREADY!"

Izuku winched from the sheer volume but ultimately decided that yeah, it was probably time to get on with it.

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The results from her tests were… Well not disappointing, but the sheer difference between it and when she had first transformed was… Startling.

When she'd first transformed, she'd jumped well over half a hundred feet with ease, and moved across kilometers in no time flat. And that was while holding back, not really pushing herself to the limit as she hadn't wanted to expose Mei to too much force on her beaten and bruised body.

By contrast, her current power output was… Well, it wasn't bad, she would never have called it a low-level strength quirk as she was able to easily rip huge oak trees up of the ground, but it certainly was nowhere near the level of what it had been that first time.

That glorious, glorious first time.

Her suit was perfectly happy with the results though.

"Yes! Yes! YESSSS! This is what We were made to do! Rip it asunder, destroy the environment! CARVE OUR LEGACY ON THE FACE OF THE UNIVERSE!"

"You're way too into this. And besides… We're gonna be Heroes. Our job is to save people and crush villains. Not tear the environment apart."

"Then let's go do that then! I swear you can't seriously want me to just sit in your backpack every day!"

As she jumped with all she had and soared a mere 10 meters straight up into the sky, she landed perfectly on an old log Kacchan had once fallen off from back when they were kids.

She had stumbled quite a bit from the first couple of times she'd jumped but she'd managed to stop tripping on her face on the landing after half a hundred times.

True enough, she did not trip, instead slamming into the log with a perfect grip.

Instead, the ancient log, absolutely waterlogged over the course of the last 10 years since she'd been here the last time, snapped in two like a bad, rotten toothpick.

The log pieces slammed together around her, knocking the wind out of her as she fell down into the stream.

With a bit of strength, she easily pushed the two of them apart, as her head shot up from the water harking and coughing.

"You okay down there? You look really, really miserable."

"Yeah… I'm fine…"

Physically at least. Her pride had taken a beating or two though being dunked in filthy, muddy water.

"Ugh… Filthy, unclean mud! We're gonna have to wash this out when we get home Izuku!"

She nodded, but then focused on her situation.

"I don't feel any cold, so that confirms whether I have resistance to lower degrees."

"That's why you jumped down there? Couldn't you just have used your freezer back at your place to test that?"

Izuku facepalmed.

That wasn't why of course, but yeah she'd considered how to test it out, completely missing the obvious solution.

"I'm gonna go clean off the worst of the dirt further downstream okay? Then I'll meet you back with my stuff.

"Sure Izuku-Sama!"

The girl headed back with a whistle and a tune.

"I really don't understand her…"

"She's… She's just a cheerful person. Nothing strange about that."

"As opposed to you? Don't lie girl, despite it all, you're having the time of your life here."

Well… That was true enough. Despite the current mud on her face, actually doing these tests was… Fun. Gloriously fun.

It was a truly good day for her today.

She was able to just… Embrace this, and just, for now, she was able to not have to think about how she would feel when she was going to have to use this power in front of other people.

"Yeah… Anyway, let's go wash off the worst… We can't really get wetter, but we can rinse off the dirt at least."

About 20 seconds later, she found herself submerged in much cleaner water.

This time though was controlled, deliberate, so she had plenty of air as she did so.

That however turned out to be unnecessary.

"Wait… I recall something! Yes… A thing I can do!"

The metal piece that was her suit's mouth and eyes suddenly shot up and went in front of her own lower face and attached itself to her skin with a skin-tight seal. Then she felt the nice and clean feeling of air on her lips, ready to be consumed.

She blinked in shock, only now realizing just how clearly she was able to see underwater.

"Huh… So you were made to also function underwater. Neat. Dad really thought your design through."

The suit disagreed though.

"Underwater? No… No, this aspect was designed for fights in outer space. That it works underwater as well is just a nice bonus."

"...Outer space. Dad also made sure to design you to function… In the vacuum of space. Yeah… That sounds like dad alright."

He had always been… Kinda insane when it came to overambition.

Truth be told, that aspect of him was probably one of the main reasons she had used to admire Kacchan's iron will regarding his own dreams of becoming the next number one.

"Well… I'm sure this will come in handy someday… Though… I kinda doubt you and I will ever be fighting in space or anything."

That seemed… Rather unlikely to put it mildly.

"Ok, so now that we've seen what you can do at your current level, what do you plan to do now Izuku-Sama?"

Izuku, sitting on a tree stump, considered the question.

"Well… The obvious thing to do now would be to work on the next step… Actually, get used to using it in public." She felt her face go up like a Christmas light immediately as she said it.

"Ge-getting used to it is… Well… It's probably the only way to get to… To the original level, I had… So long as I'm… "Self-conscious" about these powers, then the… Black isn't gonna go away."

Mei nodded, looking over the pages of Izuku's notes on herself.

"So it's a mental block then! Fascinating! Well, in that case, you're in luck! It means that all the power you had that first time is still inside you, and you just need to become able to draw it out!"

"You make it sound so easy…"

"Oh, it won't be easy for you. You'll have to completely turn around your mindset to make this work, not to mention you'll need to keep that changes up through your puberty too! Every single embarrassing little thing about your body through your teenage years is going to be put on full display for all the world to see! Pimples, embarrassing freckles, not to mention you don't exactly have the best figure. As you are, you're scrawny, small, and not exactly able to pull off your outfit at all! And if you're really unlucky, you'll stay that way rather than grow into it!"

"Gee… Thanks for reminding me… I'm glad you have so much faith in me…"

"Of course I do! You saved my ass after all! That makes you a first-class hero in my book! I have full faith you'll pull it off!"

It was amazing how this girl was able to make her feelings jump up and down so much just with words.

Mei wasn't one to mince words but… There was something different about it when there wasn't malice in it.

Strangely she recalled All Might as she looked at her, and couldn't help but contrast the two of them.

The number one hero had tried to let her down gently while exposing her to the real world and it's brutality… While Mei did the same, just with no sense of gentleness about it… And yet it was her who had faith in her, while All Might had not.

"...Thanks… Any advice on how I should do it?"

"Well no… The obvious solution is to simply activate your power and just walk around the neighborhoods. Let folks see you and ignore them. Sooner or later you'll get used to it!"

That, or die of pure shame.

"That's not really an option though, given the laws that pro heroes are the only ones who are allowed to wear costumes, not to mention people would probably think of you as a huge exhibitionist pervert and call the police on you for indecent exposure unless you actually have a license to operate with your outfit!"

Yeah… That was probably gonna be the result if she tried to train using the most natural method.

"Actually Izuku… If it's more power you want, I have a solution… I think?"

"Yeah?"

"There is one aspect of our higher powers that still works despite your drastic drop in compatibility. Our healing powers!"

She blinked.

"Oh yeah… That… Part where you healed up my body yesterday."

"Exactly! I reknit all your broken bones and muscles, using your own blood as the power source for it! And I've done the same with your cheek every time we transform! Point is, by letting me feast on your glorious superior blood, We can force out the full power for healing! Sure, the equivalent of blood, sacrificed for healing is way larger than it was that first time, but it works!"

Izuku immediately caught on to what he was trying to say.

"So… We can probably force out that power by using blood as a sacrifice then!"

It was worth a try anyway.

"Sooo.… Do I need to continuously injure myself for this to work or…"

"I'm not actually sure… I… Think I should be able to tap directly into your bloodstream without a direct wound. You just need to let me do it."

Izuku considered.

She… Wanted to try and see if she was capable of using this power at max as she pleased… Not to mention it would be nice to have a baseline for how much blood she would need for doing so anyway.

And after all… What was the harm in testing it out?

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As it turned out, trying to overdo it with techniques that drained your blood was a truly, spectacularly, bad idea.

Losing blood was not like tiring out your muscles.

The body only had so much of it, and once you fell below a certain threshold, your ability to just function, never mind fight, went down like a brick.

"That's… That's not something… Something… Something I can use except in short… In… Short bursts…"

Her head was spinning, though thankfully Mei was there to guide her out of the forest and back towards the train station.

"Mhhhmmm… Delicious… But it's not good to overdo it Izuku… You dying would be the absolute worst! You're precious! Do not forget that!"

Oh… He cared… That was really nice of him…

"Thanks, man… Means a lot to me…"

"Oh… By the way, Izuku-Sama! I noticed you haven't given your suit a name yet. Do you have anything in mind?"

Name…? Oh yeah… A name… She had to give him a name!

"27 won't do… So how about…"

She struggled to think of a name. None came up.

"...New…gate?"

Mei, and the Kamui both stared incredulously at her.

"New… Gate?"

"Yeah… Newgate! Cause… He's the gate to my new life..! And stuff…"

"That… That's so lame, Izuku-Sama."

"Oh… Well… I'll figure something out…"

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Mei left the Midoriya household after day 4, finally having healed up relatively well.

It was… Nice.

That was basically the word to describe the Midoriya's. Nice.

They were a nice couple of mother and daughter.

Izuku-Sama's father had left very little of himself in his child, as other than her freckles and natural hairstyle, there was a very blatant resemblance between mother and child, at least with their faces.

Inko was a beautiful, middle-aged woman with a cute, pretty, and kinda adorable face, which her child had inherited much of.

In terms of her body, she was average in height for a middle-aged woman, with a developed body structure, though she was also clearly developing a stomach, presumably from all her recent drinking if Mei's analysis of their home was any indication.

That might go away if she dealt with it in time… Or it might not, and just develop further.

That wasn't her business though. No, her business was Izuku.

"You… Don't wanna share contacts? I… I got a new phone now, so we can…" "Nah, it'll be fine! We'll meet again at Yuei after all! In any case, good luck with the rest of your school year Izuku Sama! And thanks for the hospitality! It's been so nice to actually get some medical attention for a change!"

"Don't mention it dear… But if you get hurt again… Just come over and we'll help you out."

Yep. A kind woman, Midoriya Inko was.

So caring and trusting.

Just like her child.

That latter part was something that had greatly surprised her.

Her sensei had never fully trusted anyone as far as she knew. She had fully expected his firstborn and wife to have the exact same vibe.

They didn't though.

Someone was likely to take advantage of that trust.

She pulled out her phone once she was on the train. Certain that she was far, far away from the Midoriyas apartment complex.

"Hey, Aikuro-san!"

"Finally… You've been taking way too long to call. I've been starting to get worried just watching the apartments."

"Yeah, well, it's impatient folks who blow their cover first right? Anyway, I'm heading out of Midoriya's home right now and back to Tokyo."

"So how did it go? Did you and Izuku hit it off well?"

"Eh, pretty good actually. She tolerated me, so that's good. Kinda like her dad in that regard."

"They similar at all?"

"Other than having a penchant for awful names, not particularly. But you were right. It was WAY too early to let her meet Satsuki-Sama. Izuku-Sama has no direction in her life yet. She needs time to figure out what she actually wants to do with her awesome new powers! A lot of time probably."

"Yes, I figured as much. There is no way we can let her meet Satsuki as she is now. Especially not now when our little "Despot's" school has begun to really build up momentum. We need her to have a strong connection to her new school before they meet, so she doesn't doesn't do anything stupid like transferring schools."

Made sense.

"It's Yuei by the way. The school Izuku-Sama wants to enroll in."

"Of course it is…"

"What about the other girl? Did that go well?"

"Yeah sure did… Well, unlike with your mission… We got the Kamui to her without issue. What she is going to do with it though… That's another story. But that's not something you need to worry about. If Izuku is going to enroll here, You need to worry about getting into Yuei's Hero course."

"Hmmm… That sounds really, really, really hard."

"Yeah… You'll have to balance it, alongside also finishing going through a full course through our tech development. Only 6 People have managed it through the last century. And all of them with way more combat-oriented quirks than you. You up for it?"

"Of course!"

"Good. I'll send you a list of the loopholes you can use to make full use of tech for the entrance exam. Also… Speaking of tech… Did you find them?"

"No. The Rending scissors weren't there. And trust me, I LOOKED!"

"Too much to hope for huh… Well alright. You just head back to your base and I'll contact you there."

"Sure thing!"

I

Notes: Also, for those wondering what's up with Inko's appearance in this story, Canon Inko's drastic body shift over the course of the decade between Izuku being discovered as quirkless, and the start of the series, was because of massive stress from a situation where she had to deal with the stress of raising her child alone under very hard circumstances.

In this timeline however, Inko had her husband at her side during most of it, who served as a much needed stablizing factor for Inko, thus avoiding this. However, following his death, she began to put on weight in this timeline as well, though for different reasons than her canon self.