Naberious Kaego stood tall, even as the moronic students of his approached. Midoriya keeping that ever present grin he's had on since their talk this morning, it honestly creeped him out, but he held it together and showed no reaction. "Can I help you, brats?" He asked.

"Oh, see I came into a little thought process." Midoriya started, Andro letting out a grin. "See, I figured you might not give us your stamp out of spite. So I thought hey-" He exclaimed, pulling out a familiar sticker. "-why not just have your Kohai ask you for it?"

"NO WAY IN HELL!" He yelled out, reaching for the stamp. Screw composure, screw dignity, he wasn't going to deal with these menacing misfits and that Androngous bastard at the same time.

"Come on Kalego-sensei, Opera's not that bad when you get to know them." The smaller bastard had the audacity to laugh as he dodged him. Damn it, how could someone who's never used his wings before be this graceful at using them?

"I do know them, and that's why I know they're the worst!" He shouted, closing out the world to snatch the seal. The bastard just laughed and jumped back.

"Fine, fine, I won't summon them." The boy relented, walking away with Andro. That raised a question, why would he bring them out of everyone? They weren't the type to enjoy torment, compared to Shax or Valac. He was only in it for the money, or to take some-

"Hold it." He called out, the two freezing in place. He genuinely thought about reaching out and taking it back after a quick scan confirmed they took his book. But Midoriya wouldn't do this in his normal state, only his Wicked Phase, where he chose to try and advance their class. A class he had to give a chance to … regardless, he had a job to do. "The familiar sticker. Give it." That bastard wouldn't be summoned. Besides, they wouldn't be able to blackmail him, nothing truly vital was in there.


Those two boys were holding everything vital in her life! "You actually have Kalego-sans planner?!"

"Yep, his daily schedule, his thoughts on all faculty, even his interests and hobbies." The normally quiet yet rambunctious honor student held it out to her, waving it like she was a dog waiting for a treat. "I'm pretty sure he'd be super grateful to whoever finds it and gives it back to him."

Yes, he would, very much so. She could be thanked, even commended by Kalego for giving it back to him. She could also learn so much about the man-to help his day of course, nothing else. "All you've gotta do is sign this slip and we'll give it to you, no questions asked, no gossip about the transaction spread." Andro grinned and handed her a paper. The one Kalego was very against as well.

These boys were truly devious, just as her precious-she means intelligent- co-worker was. On the one hand, she could aid him in his efforts to stop the Misfits from claiming Royal One, but on the other hand, being thanked by her lov-her frie-her associate was practically being given the world itself! Now then, she must steel herself down, man up, and tell them no.

"I have to say-"

"Oh, I've read through it, he even has thoughts on you."

"-say that I accept your proposal one hundred percent." She was a weak woman. But that hardly mattered when she was also a happy one as well! She quickly stamped her permission slip and snatched the book out of their hands. "I'll hold on to this for now, for research purposes."

"Sure you are." Midoriya rolled eyes, but shrugged. "Huh, why do I get a sense of DeJa'Vu here?"


Stolas would have given these beautiful budding flowers the stamp anyway, Midoriya was such a nice kid, but here they were helping her and the gardening staff take care of the entire field! It was a major help to gain and she was loving how quickly they could move forward with their growth.

"Is it over yet?" Picero sighed on his cloud as he waved his hand, clearing the field and making it ripe for gardening. "This is more than my usual two minutes of work I usually do a day."

"Just keep the ground soft, and you'll be able to sleep the rest of the day away." Midoriya instructed, a rake and some hedge trimmers in his hands. "Goemon, you have another section of weeds to cut about three yards to the left."

"Of course, Midoriya-san! My humble self shall cut these strong and invasive plants with mighty power and honor at my side!" Such a high spirited kid.

"Thanks a lot Izuku-san." The gardners showed their appreciation. "This usually takes us the entire day, even with your usual help." That's right, Midoriya pitched in every now and again, usually when Garp or Sabro made a mess of things on the trees.

"Think nothing of it. Just wanted an excuse to stretch out my wings a little." Midoriya waved off the compliment. "If I only knew what I was missing out on." The boy was absolutely giddy with his new form, like a kid riding a bike for the first time.

"Well, deal a deal. Here you go, mew." She handed the boy a whole stack of papers. "All the permission slips from me and every faculty member from my Battler. Fresh Hellgrey tea?"

"Yes please!" Picero accepted, though Midroiya stopped him.

"Not now. Finish the section you promised to complete, then tea time. I'll buy you that extra soft pillow that just came out if you make the ground really fertile too." Such a hard worker too, even getting the laziest student to put in some effort. Were the other Misfits actually capable of doing the same?


Raim watched the two girls take multiple photos in, quite frankly, embarrassing outfits. "Are you sure you girls want to be doing this? It'll be good for my weekly cover op, but I don't want to pressure you into something you're not ready for." She spoke seriously.

"I would do this for free in all honesty." Ix said, making her bust look larger with a squeeze. Nice work.

"And as long as I keep the mask I'm fine doing this." Crocell spoke out. "Can't believe I'm doing this for Izuku of all people."

"Already on a first name basis?" She teased while being half serious. "Already found someone to use my seduction tactics on?"

"Oh heck no, not touching that with a ten foot pole." Crocell clarified. "Just on a companion basis, maybe. I still don't know how this friend thing works." She shrugged. "At most I'm giving the boy sister status."

"And for me, he's been moving down recently, I have my eye on a rising star though." Ix spoke, smirking in a way that made her feel proud as a teacher. "Regardless, you'll make sure to stamp our paper, right?"'

"Of course. Can't leave my precious students hanging high and dry now, can I?" She stamped the slip. "Such bold behavior should be rewarded. Just imagine the attention students of the Royal One will get." They should stick together, the mix of one happy and one fear made a great contrast.


Robin tapped his feet impatiently, waiting on the door in front of him to open. Any second now, any second now. Come on, the window was closing! Valac walked in, perfect. "Hey there, Anibin, Izuk-... Deku-kins." She repeated, frowning a bit before shaking it out. "Told me to hold this out." She held out the paper, perfect!

"Sure thing!" He stamped it as fast as demonly possible."What you guys are doing is totally amazing! I'm all in! I'd give you more permission slips if it were possible, but just know I support you guys one hundred percent!"

"Thank you, Anibin-sensei!" She smiled brightly, aww, it warmed his heart. "Maybe when we get the roly poly one, Izu-Deku-kins will stop being so scary looking."

"Hopefully so, just don't tell Kalego-sensei, for some reason he doesn't like it when I hang out with you guys or do fun stuff." Robin smiled. He just didn't get what was wrong with the guy.

"But he's right behind you." The next thing he knew, a hand was grabbing his face and he was being thrown out the window! Such a buzzkill! He really needed to loosen up.


Fucras flipped through the pages furiously. She was so close to cracking time travel, she just needed one more key factor. Should she go for a frame of reference? No, that would imply she could be aware of time before her own existence, which she was not. Bodies kept passing by her throughout the day, but none of that mattered. She couldn't give her attention to anything else. Nothing else mattered at the moment

"What if I work on the singularity's absence of space time to allow travel? No, that would only allow information to travel through."

"Have you considered the idea that time travels differently when one exceeds the speed of light, overlaying the theory of relativity with reverse time?" Said a voice that particularly stood out to her.

"Wait, that could work. It's a little unorthodox, but the physics of such a feat do tend to bend at a certain point." She laid her eyes on a lion headed first year, Allcor if she recalled correctly.

"All you would need is someone with enough mana to reinforce the atoms to not separate at the high velocity, so your body remains intact." He spoke while looking at her with those big and knowledgeable eyes.

"Fascinating, but how would you consider the infinite energy required to compensate for such a velocity?" She questioned, sliding the boy a drink.

"Well I could chat some more, and offer my idea of perpetual sustaining magic, if you'd be willing to sign." He spoke with a voice filled with experience and wisdom. Oh that sounded very pleasant.

"With a bargain like that, I'd be a fool not to." She giggled, placing her seal. "Now, how does one go about making perpetual sustaining magic?"

"Truely a tale for the ages. But for now, we must discuss the mechanics of a certain device a colleague of mine calls a flux capacitor." Oh yeah, talk smart to her, baby. Tonight was going to blow her mind!


"Ms Fucras has given her stamp to one of the Misfits, sir." Said one of the younger staff. Bah, he couldn't believe his ears.

"That old harlot never gave care for anything other than knowledge." He spoke. "They must have tricked her. Wisdom is a road that can be traveled endlessly, the summit only being possible by the strongest of us all." He's spent this entire journey alone, and look where he is now! "It's going to take a lot more than simple intelligence to gain my seal."

"That's our Morax, the brightest and most stern among all the staff!" The praise of the young warmed his heart, but they were merely stating facts.

"Ahem"

A cough drew their attention. The bird student, Caim, patted the seat next to him. It was a trap, obviously, but he wouldn't fall for it. Whatever this mere child had in store for him, he would decline all of it. There was nothing this boy could ever offer him in this world, and there was nothing he craved or wanted.

The boy reached up and seemed about to whisper something, but there was nothing the man could be tempted with that could-"When you set the air conditioners to a eighty degrees after seventy, women have a tendency to flip their skirts subconsciously"-HOLY SHIT! Was this real? He noticed they never wore skirts when it got too hot, preferring shorts.

"You are truly wise beyond your years." The old man sneezed a little blood, before quickly stamping his seal. "It appears this old fool has much more to learn about this little world we live in."

"A true gentleman knows he can't walk this path alone." The wise young owl nodded. "There's plenty more to discuss between us intellectuals. I look forward to learning from you, great master."

Ah, a true student of the arts, he let out a haughty laugh as the others looked confused. He hasn't been this excited to train in years. Let the training begin then!


"Gloves."

"Right sir."

"Glasses polished?"

"Done."

"Chainsaw?"

"Unnecessary, but good to be prepared."

"Bleach?"

"Locked in the cabinet, because I feel you two are going overkill." Inko bluntly stated. "Seriously, Papa, Opera, I can appreciate your clueless charm at times, but you're really making a mountain out of a molehill here."

"Inko, darling, I'm afraid you don't fully comprehend what's happening here." He adjusted his suit. "Clearly, a terrible curse or burden has fallen upon our beloved Izuku-kun, and this, it is my duty as his Grandpa to set him on the right path again."

"Also, here, molehills do become mountains at times. The third one from the left outside the window, for example." Opera clarified.

"Okay, I'm just going to be blunt: Don't do anything." What? Has the curse affected his dear daughter as well!? "Izuku is doing fine now, and he's the most confident I've ever seen him. Do NOT take this away from him."

"Inko, the boy just grew horns out of nowhere a few days ago! This isn't normal for him, aren't you worried that he won't be the precious innocent little child that you've known forever?!" Both he and Opera found themselves forced from their feet, and their collars clenched into Inko's hands.

"Listen here, dear Sullivan-san, just a few days ago I almost got devoured by one of my baby's friends, and you hardly seemed to bat an eye at the idea of him constantly be around Asmodeus and other similar threats, and when he finally has the power to blend in and fight back properly, you WANT to take it all away!?"

"We see your point, but remember, he called you mother." That alone seemed to shock the woman. Good work Opera. "We're not getting rid of the confidence, we're merely making sure he crosses no lines, along with making sure the source of this transformation is safe."

"Yeah, and maybe get rid of his scary scowl while we're at it!" He needed to emphasize the most crucial part of this operation. "How can he smile for people if he's stuck giving them an angry look, like this morning?"

"Hey Grandpa." What!? Izuku-kun was here? Skipping school! He's become a no good delinquent! Now he's going to run off and join some biker game somewhere and only come back when he knocks up some no-good second rate hussie! "Would you please sign my permission slip?"

"Izuku, we need to talk-" His words were cut off by the utter innocent look he was displaying, so vulnerable and pleading with big puppy dog eyes, absolutely adorable! But so sad too, how could he get rid of this sadness!?

"We're trying to transfer our really bad classroom into a better one, so we can learn more, do you mind stamping this, please?" There was no hesitation as he stamped the thing three times over, and was returned with a cheery smile. "Thank you, Grandpa, you're the best!"

"My precious Grandson has returned!" What was he worried about? Izuku-kun was still the same sweet little boy no matter what form he took!

"Sir, I must implore you..." Opera was held back by Inko." Miss Inko, I'm only trying to look out..."

"Being this confident means he isn't shy around girls anymore. I want Grandchildren too, you know." Ah, his daughter was taking after him, his grandson was back to normal, and Opera was terrified. All was right with the world.


Clara watched as … Deku-kins talked with everyone with big and fancy plans. He still talked all big and complicated like Izuku-kins, but this wasn't Izuku-kins. Deku-kins didn't have Izuku-kins approachable aura. It always felt like Deku-kins was surrounded by fire, threatening to burn her if she made a wrong move.

Deku-kins was actually surrounded by a lot of paper right now, looking more and more exhausted day by day. She didn't even think he was sleeping at night now. "Clara, you alright?" Azz-Azz came up to her as Kerolice said something to Deku-kins.

"I don't like Deku-kins." About half the class turned to her in shock at the idea, other's ignored it as they talked to Deku-kins.

He looked at her, then at the guy who took over their friend. "I agree that something is … unsettling about this, but deep down he's still Izuku, just different right now. It's a Wicked Phase, it'll be over."

"But what if it isn't!? Izuku-kins is different from everyone else! What if going scary and pointy is permanent for him!? What if, what if we lose him. Our best friend …" She muttered. "I was supposed to keep him smiling, but I don't want him to keep this smile where he looks like he's about to eat me!" He looked so much like him these days, like … Amy.

"There's nothing we can do Clara, all we can do is-"

"Alice, Clara-chan, can we chat outside?" Deku-kins asked the pair, who looked at each other before following him out. The guy looked tired, like he'd been playing too long without the snacks she sometimes gave. "I want to thank you for sticking around. I'm aware I'm not, myself, now. It feels weird, to know you'd care about something but at the moment find your values shifted. Is that what a wicked phase should feel like?" He asked the pair.

"Izu-Deku, the fact of the matter is, you're not yourself." Azz-Azz was finally talking smart! "You're as bold as ever, but threatening those upperclassmen, the way you spoke about those burns, you talk like this is something you thought long and hard about."

"I mean-" Deku-kins looked thoughtful. "It kind of is, I guess. I sometimes have dark thoughts, but I just shove them away. Most of the time I just feel guilty, other times I think logically about the safety of others, and then there are times I just feel weak. But-I don't know how to describe it. The voice in my head telling me good and bad is gone, and right now all I want to do is make sure everyone I care about is safe, regardless of the cost to myself or others."

"That's not who Izuku-kins is!" She had to get it through his thick pointy head. "Izuku-kins is always there to save everyone! He always stayed nice to Azz-Azz, even when he was a mega jerk! He didn't curse Aggy-teach even when he didn't like him! He became Kerorice's friend even when she thought about stabbing him!" She brought Deku-kins in a hug. "I want Izuku-kins back! I want my best friend back!"

"I know, I know I'm not Izuku." He said. "I have his beliefs, his values, but this chain that held him back is gone. And I just … really hope I'm going to get it back." He said, pulling them both into a hug, wings and tail wrapping around them. "I'm scared, honestly. That this Wicked Phase doesn't end."

"Izuku, I'm sorry, I'm..I'm so sorry." Azz-Azz, for the first time ever, gave everything he had in his body to give someone a hug. "I claim to be your friend, yet I've struggled to change who I am. I still think about being superior to others, about trying to best you, because, because I know you're better than I'll ever be."

"No, I know I'll never be anyone's superior. This forms the only time I'll ever be like everyone else." He started crying. They looked more painful than his usual tears. "I know I'll always be Deku deep down."

"I don't want you to hate yourself, Deku-kins/Izuku-kins. I want you to love yourself, like I do." Clara said. They just spent the rest of the time hugging as he let it out. It was nice and cozy, and they felt better after.

"Thanks … like I said, just hope it ends soon."

"Well a Wicked Phase is just releasing all the stress one picked up during their Evil Cycle. And you haven't accumulated that much right?" Azz-Azz question caused Deku-kins to look a little paler. "Right?"

"Oh, my, look at the time." Deku-kins said, faking looking at a watch. "We need to move on. Clara-chan, I need your help." He smiled, but this time it felt more real. "I want you to make a crazy and confusing board game barely anyone will ever understand."

"You got it, Deku-kins!" She still hated the name, but now she didn't hate Deku-kins himself, much. If Deku-kins was a piece of Izuku-kins, then she'd be sure to love every part of Izuku-kins with everything she had!

"Love!?" She paused while saying that word out loud. "I….I love Izuku-kins?" She had to say it again to be sure. "I love Izuku-kins. I LOVE Izuku-kins! I LOVE IZUKU-KINS!"

"Yeah, we know that already." She saw Lied-kun and Kerorice staring at her, now all alone. "That's part of the reason why I stopped at just being his friend. Not a smart move getting in-between two maniacs."

"Two maniacs?" She asked, and immediately understood. "Yeah, me and Izuku-kins are maniacs." She had no clue what the pity looks were for, but whatever.


Blushenko Buler, teacher of 1-D, healer of demons, man who survived tons of shit nearly reaching the insanity of Naberious Kalego on the daily, was staring down at the bane of his existence. Sabro Sabnock. Kalego may have claimed Midoriya Izuku was the head menace of the Misfits, but none could compare to him than the offish, muscle freak thug that assaulted him unprompted on the very first day.

"Just the very sight of you infuriates me." He started saying his peace to the moron, making sure he said what one his mind before the oof began his attack.

"It does, does it?" The man asked, clearly about to engage in another fight. Did he learn nothing last time? The man was immortal, all you were doing was making useless pain!

"Fighting me will only be an exercise in futility." He prepared his greatest defense magic, creating a green seal in the air. "I've grown stronger than the last time you've faced me. My defenses are at their very peak. If you attack me know, I can guarantee you will wear your body down to the bone, where I'll unleash a pain greater experiencing sixty-six hells all at once."

The boy merely shifted, getting closer. The arrogant fool was the reason why he wasn't accepting the transfer in the first place, it was merely going to be rewarding bad behavior. Such as the oaf walking towards him, raising his hands, and bowing down-Wait, something didn't make sense just then. "What are you doing? If you're trying to get me to lower my guard.."

"I'm sorry." HUH? "In my arrogance, in my foolish endeavour to achieve my goals, I sought the strongest demon I could find and assumed I could reach Youd(10) by annihilating anyone I saw as a threat. I've learned since then how pointless my efforts have been."

This was different. He couldn't believe that this was the same student that so brutally attack him without a second thought! "My my, exposing your wing roots like that made me forget I was even angry to begin with." He dropped the magic shield. "You have changed. Tell me, how do you come to this conclusion?"

"My rival-no, my friend taught me a valuable lesson that day in Cutthroat Valley. A true king isn't made by squashing his foes, a king isn't made by rank, brute strength, intelligence or magic. A King is nothing without his servants, without his companions to prop him up. So I shall arm myself with an army, and overtake thou school!" A little violent, but he's heard worse.

"Well then, a king better have his castle. Just promise to attack anyone recklessly, alright? No unnecessary pain."

"Of course." Sabnock nodded. Wow, wonder how much effort went into the other teachers if they got him to do this.


Oswell Orius was truly confused for the first time in his life. "Road to hero, multi world time wars?" He asked, confused at the three students in front of him.

"Yep, the goal is to have your character go to every world with different rules every second, and be the number one hero!" The Valac girl shouted. "You lose a card in the dark world and gain a dice in the pony world. If you end up in the Pirate world, you have to skip your turn, unless it's during an eclipse, then you send your ghost into the afterlife for an extra life!"

"That is the most convoluted and stupid ruleset i've ever heard, and you are a complete and utter moron for concieving it … so what are we wagering?" Not like he was one to turn down a challenge.

His opponent for the round, Shaxx Lied, smirked confidently as he sat on his tail. "Easy, when we beat you, we'll gain your permission slip for our transfer to Royal One."

This guy had guts. He was going to enjoy putting him in his place. "Fine, but when I win. Midoriya Izuku must join my battler."

"Huh!? Why do you want Izuku-kins!?"

"Easy, the kid joined the Astrology elective a while back. While he was interesting, imagine my surprise to hear he's the brain's behind the Misfit's current hair-brained scheme, and is actually succeeding. It's been a while since I've had my own personal student, sounds like it'll be a fun time."

"Oh my, I'm not sure if we're willing to bet one of our own." Ix Elizabetta spoke, looking at the pair.

"I am, all or nothing, right?" Oh, that was a grin he could get behind. "Now then, I'll take the first move."

"By all means." After all, Lady luck was on his side after all.

An hour later he would learn not to underestimate the Misfits, especially when Shax Lied was crowned steroid bunny man.


"And remember class, the liver isn't vital, but it hurts a lot!" March Marbas called out as students left one after the other. It felt nice to teach one how to inflict immense amounts of pain onto others. It truly was a shame, people just didn't get into the fine art of torture nowadays! When someone held crucial information and they only had an hour to get it out, they'd all be crying to know the perfect way to split a spine twenty different ways in only two minutes.

The hellphone in his pocket knocked him out of his perfectly natural thoughts, looking at it and seeing his sister's number filled him with a bit of joy. They rarely talked, due to conflicting schedules, but when they did it was always a pleasant experience. "Hey, Mar, what's up?" He asked.

"Hey March, I have a bit of a favor to ask of you. It involves, 'you know what'." Oh, that little demdol with a hidden identity?

"Not sure If I can help you out there. I doubt your demdol concerts need anyone's blood spilt across the stage." Although an entire Demdol concert consisted of nothing but torturing while singing did have potential. He'll have to run that idea by Mar later.

"Nonono, nothing that crude, I assure you. It's just, Kuromu's class has this crazy project going on at the moment, and they could really use your seal on a permission slip. It would really help them out."

"You mean the Misfits trying to obtain the Royal One?" Oh yeah, those crazy kids with the one guy always rushing into danger? "Well, that Sabro kid was the most enthusiastic student who joined my class. Guess I could kill two birds with one stone here." He offered.

"Thanks bro, I really appreciate this. Been busy with work, managing Kuromu like a mother, boys." Well he could understand, she loved Kuromu dearly and in the small interactions he had they felt like fami-did she say boys? He suddenly felt a very protective instinct manifest.

"Boys, you say?" He asked, making sure his voice was casual. Couldn't let malice slip in.

"Oh no, nothing like that. She just was really focused on killing this one kid before he helped her out with something, so it's all good."

"Ah, attempted murder. Did she fantasize about mutilation?"

"Constantly. Made like twenty voodoo dolls trying to rip his head off." It was times like this that made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside

"Don't worry, consider it done." He waved off.


Ameri sat across from Izuku, internally confused as hell. The boy was human right? Read Japanese and know very little of their culture? Then what's with the horns!? "Sorry for the sudden appointment, Ameri. I would've given you more of a heads up, but it's been rather hectic within the past few days."

'That still doesn't explain the horns, or the tail, or the wings, or that adorably intimidating aura.' She groaned a little, her recent acceptance of her own feelings aside, it was still very hard to keep thoughts like that in check. "It's no problem Izuku, I should be more concerned with your … condition." She gestured.

"Wicked Phase." He waved off like it answered everything. Bullshit, Demon parts could grow a little, but they didn't spontaneously exist out of nowhere! "Or at least, that's what I keep letting everyone assume that is."

So he wasn't going to pretend this wasn't normal, at least while they were alone with each other. Her stomach started to swirl with fuzzy feelings at that notion. "What do you mean by that? Did you somehow force this transformation on yourself?"

"Honestly, I'm not sure what it is." Izuku admitted with far too much honesty. "All I know is that I want to keep myself separate as 'Deku' and hope that Izuku comes back when this all blows over."

"Deku?" Izuku had been open about parts of his past, specifically after the Division Party, he told her of his childhood insult. "You're calling yourself worthless?" She suddenly had a feeling that, whatever Izuku was going through, it wasn't too dissimilar to her curse a while back.

"Yep, because the worthless will surpass those with worth, flipping the board and letting them evaluate their lives. And I'll just be grinning at their confused expressions." Well he was certainly more … vocal. And he confidently said it without a single shudder, as if all his fear had been taken away. "I assume you know about what the Misfits are trying to do?"

"Yes, and I was taken by surprise to learn you're leading the charge to claim the Demon King's classroom. When I told the school you never settle for less, I really underestimated how far you'd truly go." It was definitely a more..attractive quality emphasized by this 'wicked phase'.

"Plus Ultra I say. The only limit is yourself." He grinned. "So, the problem is Kalego won't give us his slip until we get one from every faculty member. But there are teachers that won't give us their stamps simply because he won't. A paradox is created."

"Ah, I see. You want my support and good word as the Student Council President." The thought of giving the boy she lo-lo-loved support in his time of need sent shivers down her spine. She wanted nothing more than to give her seal of approval right away, but she just regained her dignity after that damn personality spell, so she couldn't let him off easily. "I could do that, but I need to know fully why I should do it beyond our friendship."

"Ameri, you're amazing." Wait, what? "You're the strongest student in Bablys and you hold yourself in such a regard, never compromising what you believe and hold yourself to. And yet, you've taken an exception in regards to me." 'Deku' stood up, his wings rising in the air.

"Ex-exception?"

"Yes, because I've seen the potential this class holds and I want it to shine, I want all the smug bastards who've been tasting wine to our dirt to realize we're now in the position this class holds. You're an amazing woman who's gotten here through hard work and talent, and I plan on doing the same." He leaned closer towards her, his breath being easily felt. "After all, it's obvious that you're the first to truly give me a chance to rise in the world."

"W-what are you talking about?" She was starting to shiver, his tail was curling close towards her body, her face feeling nothing but the intense heat of all the blood rushing to her head. "You've always been exceptional.."

"Ameri, let's not lie to ourselves anymore. It's obvious there's a bond between us that I possibly could never share with anyone else at Bablys." Oh devi it's just like Rin and Kakeru! The confession scene, importance for one another!

"Yes, it has been rather obvious." She admitted, gulping as he placed a hand on her chair right by her head, giving him a tall and imposing presence despite their height difference. "I-I guess I-there's no point in beating around the bush anymore."

"Yes, there isn't, because out of all demons in Bablys you're.." His one true love? His Soulmate?! The WOMAN HE WANTED TO MARRY!? "..The only one who knows I'm human." That … what? "The one who understands what I really am yet keeps it secret. The one, who despite having no reason to help or support me, offered her hand to me and set me on the path of accomplishing my dream. I am forever in your debt, Ameri Azazel." He bowed, showing his wing roots and everything.

She suddenly felt so much energy leave her, it was so anticlimactic. It was like saying you don't bring up how awkward silence was, it was just never talked about. Yet he treated it and made her think it was a really big deal.

``But he's also told me of his lack of self worth, his lack of support from even his own family, even about his sui.." She had to shake that thought out of her head. 'To someone in Izuku's position, it probably means the world to him.'

"I want to do for the Misfits what you've done for me, Ameri. I want to raise them up, I want to tell the world they are here, and that they won't back down for anything, not for the doubters, not for sneerers, and not by what society says they should be." He lifted his head. "If there's anything I can do for you to convince you, I'll do it."

'I could get a kiss from you.' That thought was thoroughly demolished into ash and dust. Even if it was exactly what she wanted, it wasn't the right time to ask for such a thing. Regardless of whether or not this Wicked Phase was legitimate, Izuku wasn't fully here. No, this was just a small part of him that was usually locked away underneath his normally cute and charming demeanor. "I'll sign off on this, don't worry."

The boy sent her a brilliant smile. "Thanks Ameri, don't know what I would be like without you." Well that made her heart flutter faster than any drum. Almost as fast as when he placed a kiss on her forehead-WHAT!? "I promise, the next time you see me, I'll be taking the school by storm."

He walked out of the room, though she hardly noticed anything after feeling the warmth of his lips leave.