"I hope you haven't had any trouble, I know you have started to take over your parents' business in your free time as of late." She paused. "If there's anything I can help with let me know."
"No, that's fine, Inko-san. Yu-san has been helping me adjust, and you have already done way too much for me as is. I can't impose on you more than that. You have opened your home to me plenty of times in the past." Momo answered, not liking the expression that read disappointment on the mother's face.
"If you say so… " Inko said, not before turning to the other two. "What brings you all here?"
Kyoka was the first to speak as she curtsied in the maid costume. "Hello, Yagi-san if you don't remember me I am Kyoka Jiro. I am in your son's class. Your husband and son have done and continued to do a lot for us and the class wanted to do something for your family while Izuku is sick." She paused, standing up straight. "We have decided to incorporate you into the festivities of our school's cultural festival. We had hoped that you could invite us into your home for several hours for the next three days. I know it might come as an inconvenience, but we are willing to cooperate with pretty much anything and submit to any guidelines that you have for us. Think of our presents as an all-encompassing service, anything from cooking and cleaning to general upkeep and chores." She punctuated her statement with a bow.
Inko looked at the three girls, from Kyoko who still had her heads down, Momo was occupied with a hyperactive Eri and the redhead that was still not in the best of conditions mentally. Deciding that it was best to ask Inko did so. "Uhhh… what do you mean? I have trouble understanding this. And why are you all dressed as maids?"
(…)
"A cosplay café? How exactly am I supposed to sell that to the committee, Jiro?" Shoto asked a prideful Kyoka.
Kyoka laughed at his question not offering a solution as a result. "Come on Todo, it shouldn't be that hard. We are third years and licensed heroes at that, even some of us are famous." She said pointing to herself. "Plus we are the smallest class… it should give us some preferential treatment, after what we all went through we've earned it."
Sighing Shoto got up from his seat at the large desk that the group of six had gathered. "I guess I have to come up with something, and I assume I have to tell the others that couldn't make it." He then turned to their Maroon-headed classmate with a look of surrender. "How did you put up with her as the acting Vice Rep class?"
"I didn't… She kept herself busy becoming a popular 'Idol' and skipping to do any real damage." Kazue said matter-of-factly, a grin growing at Kyoka's sudden embarrassment.
"Mori-san." A desperate cry left Kyoka's lips.
With a smile on her face, Kazue turned back to Shoto. "I can help you with planning, I know what it is like when Mido is gone and you are left with no choice." Her crimson eyes flickered to Kyoka, giving her a wink as the pink spot that developed on her face widened. "I have a lot of experience over my 4 years here. I am still your paisen even though we are in the same year now, as well as Mikoto and Hanzou so don't be a stranger. Being on your own sucks."
"Right, thank you but I will be fine on my own, Mori-san." Shoto said to the girl. After he said his goodbyes he left the group.
(...)
Kyoka explained what the class was doing in addition to what the three girls were doing there. The Yagi matriarch listened but was currently having trouble digesting what was being said. "So, you wanted to help out while Izuku was sick, and since the class was doing a themed café you wanted to include us in your school's festival. Am I getting this right?"
"Yes ma'am." The girl responded.
Inko addressed the other two maids in this plot. "And you two, went along with it?"
"Just to be fair I did not hear about this plot before I had already decided to come. I was a bit surprised at first, but if I didn't play along she would have come by herself if need be." Momo answered.
"I was recruited by Kyoka." The redhead addressed the mother.