Chapter 16: First Day II

A/N: Thank you for all the reviews :D

"Man, Gai-sensei is really ruthless huh?" Shisui panted. The students were in the locker room after a grueling training session with Gai. Some of the other students nodded in acknowledgment.

For Izuku, it was grueling but he felt that Gai wasn't overly strict. Aizawa was much more strict and pushed the limits while Gai knew the limits for each of them and was focusing on expanding their limit first. Then again, it was an unfair comparison given that Gai was only looking out for their physical conditioning and not combat skills as well.

"I wonder when we will get our routine.," Shisui hummed.

Itachi shrugged, "Seems too lackluster for such a huge academy to not hand out a routine first,"

"Maybe they're just trying to get us settled in first," Shisui offered.

Izuku didn't bother to chip into the conversation but silently agreed with Itachi. The students filed into an empty classroom and took their seats with a groan. Their muscles were too sore for them to run around the class.

Once all the students took their seats, a white-haired man dropped down from a panel in the ceiling, "Hello, I am Gojou Satoru, your teacher for this class!" he introduced.

"It's an old man!" Someone exclaimed from the back of the class.

Gojou laughed, "Not at all! This is just my natural hair,"

"That seems unlikely," Itachi deadpanned.

Gojou took no notice and continued his introduction, "I think I will explain our syllabus to you a bit more. You got an overview of it from the principal but I will explain it a bit further,"

He waited to see if anyone wanted to speak and continued, "Ok, so besides all the special courses a police officer requires, like investigation, teamwork, laws and all that, you will also need to learn normal subjects like maths, science, etc. Only two teachers will do this, Kushina-senpai and me. You will be given the routine tomorrow since today is just to break you into the academy. With me so far?"

"Yes," The class resounded.

"Good. The syllabus states that we will be teaching you the normal things first and slowly bring in subjects like criminal investigation to get you accustomed to it. That being said, we will start today by investigating a murder!"

"H-huh!?" The class exclaimed.

Izuku raised his hand, "Sensei, I thought you said we'll be doing those later,"

"No, I said, the syllabus says so. I like to do things differently," Gojou pinched the bridge of his nose, "If you will open the drawers below your desk, you will find the booklet with all the information you will need. Then we can discuss it to see how good of a detective mind each of you have," Gojou explained.

Izuku took his copy in his hand and opened it, almost gagging at the brutal scene of the murder that met his eyes immediately. Unfortunately, some of the other students did not have as strong a stomach and puked.

Gojou shook his head, "You can't be a police officer if you can't even endure that," he grumbled.

"I think that's why you were supposed to break it to us slowly," Izuku deadpanned, his voice barely above a whisper but Gojou heard him and turned to meet his eyes, well his eye cover met Izuku's eyes.

Izuku braced himself, thinking that Gojou would punish him for talking back like the teachers at Aldera but instead he laughed, "I suppose it might be. But it's not fun otherwise! You have to be prepared for everything!"

Izuku couldn't really argue that.

Once the vomit had been cleared by tissues and the air was sprayed, Gojou continued, "Now, you have 10 minutes to read through it and then we'll discuss theories. Try not to puke!" He said cheerfully, earning dirty glares.

Izuku hummed along as he read the booklet.

The murder at Osaka

On June 11, 2013, a man was found dead at his apartment. The body was found when he failed to appear for work, three days in a row. A neighbor called the police, saying that there was a bad smell.

The first responders observed that there was no sign of forced entry but there did seem to be a struggle in the bathroom. But this could also be because the victim slipped and tried to recover before his untimely death.

At this time, detectives believe that it is an accidental death, but other signs indicate it's a murder. The death would have to be a result of blunt force trauma as no bullet piercing was found,

The extract was short and to the point but still very cryptic. Izuku was puzzled at the lack of information and wasn't surprised to see the rest of the class deep in thought as well.

There was no information at all that could be useful to find the culprit and solve the case. All they had was a text that stated there was no forced entry and signs of a struggle and a few grizzly pictures of the body.

"I think that was enough time," Gojou clapped his hands after a few minutes, "Let's hear the theories. You," he pointed at a girl at the back of the class, "What do you think?"

The girl hesitantly stood up, "Um, I'm not really sure?"

"Go on, try! I won't bite,"

"Um," The girl stood awkwardly, desperately scanning the booklet to form a theory, "The window?"

"Elaborate. There was no sign of forced entry,"

"T-the window could have been open before the murder. The culprit could have entered through the window, killed him, and shut it while leaving?" The girl replied hesitantly.

'I'm impressed, very impressed," Gojou smirked proudly, "What's your name?"

"Tenten,"

"Ok, sit down Tenten. I am very pleased with your theory," Gojou told her and turned to the rest of the class.

"Sensei, was this your case?" A student asked curiously.

"Yes, one of my first cases as a detective!" Gojou grinned, "Now, what's your theory?" he asked the boy.

"Shot a bullet through the window,"

Gojou frowned, "Read it again, it's mentioned it can't be a bullet. If you can't even remember a small text like that, you will be in trouble as a detective,"

The boy turned red, "It would have been better if we had the coroner's report," Shisui moaned.

"It would have been too easy then, no?" Gojou asked, "First sight is everything and that's what I'm testing. What's your theory?"

"Uh, came in through the window," Shisui copied Tenten.

Gojou sighed, knowing that most of them were going to just copy Tenten now, "Does anyone have any theory except Tenten's one?" he asked, bored.

Itachi's hand shot up, "Yes," Gojou pointed.

"There's a takeout bag in the picture of the dining room. The food was poisoned,"

"And the signs of the struggle?"

Itachi frowned, "The murderer climbed up the roof and entered through the skylight?"

"No ladder," Gojou pointed to the picture of the exterior of the duplex house. Itachi mumbled something and sat back down.

Tenten grinned, thinking she had won but Gojou cut her excitement short, "Tenten's theory seems the most plausible but is wrong," he announced.

Her face fell, "Don't worry!" Gojou assured, "You wouldn't know that. I know only because we tested the soil and there was no evidence. 5 bonus marks for that," he told Tenten who grinned happily.

"We get marks too?" Shisui asked.

"No, this is not marking. Tenten only gets 5 as a bonus mark. The rest of you copied off her,"

"But what about those who also came to the same conclusion," Someone asked.

"Gojou stared at the student, "Did any of you come up with it by yourself?" he asked. Silence met his question and he mumbled, "Thought so. Well! We have some more time. Does anyone else have any other theories?"

Izuku hesitantly put up his hand. Gojou called on him and he stood up nervously, almost sure that he'd be wrong, "It was an accidental death. He slipped in the bathroom and he tried to catch himself while falling. After hitting his head, he tried to get up and splattered blood everywhere, mimicking a struggle,"

Gojou's mouth twitched into a proud smile but a student interrupted, "But the booklet says it's murder! You're wrong,"

"The booklet only says that it could be a murder. There is nothing definite," Izuku replied.

"Exactly!" Gojou burst with pride, "Midoriya Izuku, right?"

"Mhm,"

"Wonderfully done. You are absolutely right. 10 bonus marks for you!"

"Huh? But then why did you give us this copy?" Shisui asked.

"That was actually an extract from a newspaper that was covering the murder, not an actual case file," Gojou replied.

"But what was the point of this then? I thought we are capturing a murderer?"

"The point was to teach you that the media should not cloud your judgment," Gojou put on a serious face, "I had closed the case as an accidental death but my partner went after a phantom killer for 2 months because the public believed otherwise. It was a waste of time and manpower and I expect this will be a lesson for you all," Gojou told them calmly.

The class went silent but nodded, "Good, we are done for today so you can go ahead for lunch. Dismissed!"

The students slowly filed out of the room for lunch but Izuku went up to Gojou's desk, "Thank you for the ten points sensei,"

"Hm. It's to be expected, you did a good job," Gojou patted his head.

"No, I just thought you didn't like me because you changed my quirk status during the entrance exam," Izuku told him nervously.

"Oh, you're the quirkless one?" Gojou asked. Izuku braced himself for a backlash but it didn't come, instead, he got an apology, "Sorry if it troubled you, it was only a prank on the principal. Don't worry, none of the staff here have anything against quirkless people or mutant quirks. And if any students do something, just tell me or another teacher, and they'll be out of here before you can say, Gojou-sensei is the best teacher!"

Izuku chuckled and teased his teacher, "Are you sure it's not because my dad is a decorated officer?"

"None of us give a crap about who your parents are. You are yourself, though it seems you do have a good head like him. Garp-san is the only one who'll take your parents into account. If he knew your parent, he's likely to torture you more," Gojou hummed.

"T-torture?" Izuku spluttered.

"Ah, don't worry, you'll live" Gojou replied as the bell rang, "Go for lunch before it's all over. The food is too good to miss!" Gojou drooled and skipped like a child to the cafeteria.

Izuku watched after his teacher blankly but with a shake of his head followed him to the cafeteria but nearly screamed as Gojou flew through the doors. A tall yellow-haired man came out and slammed his foot on Gojou's head, "You bastard! How many times have I told you not to waste food, huh? Trying to start a food fight with the new students, freaking dumbass," he kicked him repeatedly.

Izuku watched the scene with a pale face. Sanji noticed his look and stopped hitting Gojou. He turned to face him with a smile, "Ah, a new student. My name's Sanji and I am the chef here. You can do whatever you like except play with your food or waste it, got that?"

Izuku nodded rapidly, "Good. And the rest of you?"

The first years nodded too, clearly in fear. The seniors ignored the entire thing like it was a daily occurrence.

Sanji smirked at the fear he exhibited, "Good, otherwise, you are going to become like him," Sanji pointed to Gojou who was lying on the ground, "Come on, I'll get your food," Sanji motioned to Izuku.

Izuku gulped and followed. He was handed a plate of food that smelled so delicious that he couldn't wait to try it. He took a spoon and ate, "Mmm. This is delicious!"

"I know, right?"

"Ah, Kushina sensei!" Izuku nearly spilled his food in surprise. The teacher chuckled, "I'm not a ghoul you know. Seconds please, Sanji!"

"Coming right up Kushina-chan!" Sanji yelled back.

"So, anyone gave you a hard time because of your quirk problem?" Kushina asked.

"Nope!" Izuku grinned, "It feels so unreal, I even made friends!" Izuku said excitedly and then smiled sheepishly, "Sorry,"

Kushina laughed, "No, not at all. I'm really happy for you. I read about everything that happened at your previous school and I'm glad you're doing better here,"

"Thanks," Izuku replied but became a bit gloomy at the memories resurfacing.

"What's wrong? Didn't like the food?" Sanji asked concerned.

"No, just thinking about my old school," Izuku replied, "The food's great,"

"Ah, missing your old friends?"

At that Izuku started sobbing a bit. He didn't have any friends at Aldera in the first place. Sanji didn't know that but it still hurt when someone poked at it like that.

The chef stepped back in surprise and stared at Kushina for help who gave Izuku a tissue, "That's all in the past. You're making friends now, see! And your dad would kill anyone who tries to hurt you,"

Izuku smiled slightly.

"You know, my son and you would get along well. He got bullied too but that was because of his quirk rather than not having one," Kushina told him.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Shisui asked worriedly, running to his friend.

"N-nothing," Izuku tried to hide his tears, "Don't worry about it,"

Shisui frowned, "I can't not worry about it," he told him and looked at Kushina who just waved her hands to tell him to drop it, "Well, we're going to go play some football (soccer), wanna come?"

"Y-you mean it?"

"Of course, why wouldn't I mean it?"

"Just because…"

"Oh, hold on a moment, where do I keep the bowl?" Shisui asked Sanji.

"Give it to me," Sanji told him, "Thanks!" Just as Shisui handed the bowl to Sanji, the chef used his other hand to push Shisui's head into the bowl, "I said not to waste food! Lick the bottom too if you have to!" He yelled as the students looked on in fear.

"You better finish all of it. Sanji won't let you waste food just because he made you cry," Kushina advised.

Izuku gulped and rapidly ate the leftovers before Sanji moved his attention from Shisui.

A/N: Full disclosure, I highly doubt I captured Gojou's character properly. Apologies for that but it's the best I can do.