Welcome to the second chapter! I haven't told you guys yet but this premise was originally a one shot, so expect some massive timeskips here and there in the first arc.

Anyways, on to the story.

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Chapter 2

A year and a half have passed, both Izuku and Ohma continued on with their training with the addition of Kaede aiding them. Her healing quirk was able to help Izuku heal and get stronger faster, allowing him to reach the preferred physical condition far faster now.

Both Izuku and Ohma stood before each other with their hands in front of each other, both of them are currently shirtless and are only wearing black pants. Revealing their muscled and toned body. Izuku had even gone through quite the growth spurt as he was now nearly matched his master's height and build albeit a bit leaner. His hair however had gotten even longer and now had almost reached his shoulder. His usually curly green hair now looked rather wavy instead thanks to how long it was. The beach around them was also clear, the sun currently just rising as it shined upon the sand and the sea. The white sand glistened under the light.

Both master and apprentice stood before each other, the distance between them was very close. To the point, their hands are just crossing against each other as they hold it up.

Suddenly, Izuku moved. His hand flashed, aiming for a punch towards his master's face. But it was shut down by Ohma by a mere movement of his arm blocking his inner elbow, limiting and blocking the fist from even getting further.

Izuku did not let that stop him as he maneuvered his elbow, maneuvering the flow of power from the rather simple and albeit a bit soft block to flow into an elbow attack. Ohma merely moved his previous arm to slap it away while using his other hand to attack with his fist. Izuku easily caught it with a quick movement of his other arm.

Both seemed to be at a stalemate to any onlooker, but if one looked closely they could see Izuku sweating a bit while Ohma was as calm as ever.

"Let's ramp it up a bit," Ohma spoke, causing Izuku to nod.

SPLASH SPLASH SPLASH

The sound reverberated throughout the beach, catching a few early birds to look towards their direction. They could see both of them trading multiple blows from super close range in mere seconds, the sound between each clash reverberating throughout the area.

Some of the people there would have called the act fake or practiced, but they could see that their movements were raw, instantaneous, and purely reactive. Each movement flows into both offense and defense seamlessly. Even those that never dabbled or cared about martial arts could see how powerful and precise each strike was.

Izuku let out a small breath through his teeth as he continued their flow, his mind remembering and mentally chanting the advice that Ohma had given him.

'Water Kata to let the power flow through you…'

'Redirection Kata to control and save energy…'

'Flame Kata to keep your footing even and power your attacks in continuous bursts…'

'Adamantine for a constant defense and offense…'

'Combine all four to turn your body into the ultimate weapon!'

With a final clash, both slid back from each other. Creating some space between them, Izuku's arms looked a bit bruised and shaky but his body was sturdy and calm. Light sweat could be seen matting his body, creating a light sheen.

Ohma on the other hand looked as calm and collected as ever, making Izuku click his tongue in slight frustration. His master was on a whole nother level entirely. Even after a whole year and a half, it feels like he could barely even catch up to him. It would have been disheartening if it wasn't for the fact that he could notice that his master was getting more serious in their spars as time went on. It was the only indication that he could feel when he wanted to know if he was getting better.

"Right," Ohma suddenly dropped his stance, "That should be enough."

Izuku looked a bit surprised at that, slowly lowering his stance as well. They had been training like this ever since he could perform all four katas efficiently. First, they would start with a close-range warm-up (for them anyway, for others it would look more like a serious spar), usually to check his proficiency with mixing the four katas so far. They then would make space before continuing on with a real spar.

"We're not continuing on?" He asked curiously.

"Nope," His master simply answered, "Dress up, we're gonna get your mother and you a vacation." He smirked.

"Eh? Wait a minute, was that what you guys were talking about in secret?" Izuku asked while Ohma wore his shirt back.

His master had met his mother around a year ago after his mother's insistence, suffice to say she was rather worried about him coming back home in bruises and slight limps.

After a personal meeting with his master (which had surprised her a lot considering how similar to Hisashi he looked), Inko was convinced into letting Izuku continue his training after gauging the man's personality. It had taken some begging from him with some aid from Ohma himself as he was sure that given enough time Izuku himself could become quite strong if he kept following this path, helped that Ohma even had quite a lot of backup plans to make sure Izuku stayed healthy. It didn't take long for Inko to relent after seeing how passionate Izuku was about it.

Both of them immediately get ready and head back towards Izuku's house. They made their way inside with Izuku getting them in.

"Mom? I'm home! I brought Ohma-sensei along with me!" He called out once he entered the house.

"Oh, Izuku? Great! I already packed everything, why don't you help me check on everything to make sure." Inko greeted them both as she stepped out of the room she was in.

Seeing how hard her son was working, it had helped inspire Inko to work out and get back her slim figure. With some help from her old friend Mitsuki, she had gotten back in shape and looked better than ever. She still eats quite a bit when stressed but at least her constant workout helped offset it.

Izuku looked at her with a questioning look, "So we are going on a vacation. Why didn't you guys tell me?" He asked.

"Ohma here wanted to make it a surprise for you," Inko answered with a bit of sheepish smile.

"You've gotten far kid, in a year and a half you pretty much had mastered the Niko Style to its fullest. All that's left is for me to pass on the secret arts." Ohma revealed, making Izuku widen his eyes in shock.

"Are you serious?!" He asked excitedly.

"Course I am," Ohma chuckled as he patted the verdette's head. "I'll explain more once the car gets here,"

Both of the Midoriyas nodded at that before blinking at his words.

"The car gets here?" Izuku wondered to himself as he started helping his mother pack their stuff.

It didn't take long for them to finish since Inko had done most of the job before the sound of honking could be heard outside. Both the mother and son look outside of their home, their eyes alight with curiosity.

Their eyes widened once they saw what was out there, there stood before their apartment was a decently sized limo waiting outside. The door was opened so they both could see Kaede waiting right outside the car, waving towards them.

"Ah, there they are." Ohma remarked right beside them, "Come on, I'll carry the bags."

"Ah! No need for that Ohma, I can handle that." Inko tried to dissuade him.

"Nonsense Inko, it's the least I could do."

"You've already helped pay for everything to even make this vacation possible Ohma, if anything this would be the last thing I can do." She retorts, trying her best to stand her ground. She already feels guilty about having Ohma pay for everything despite him assuaging her worries.

Seriously, does he really don't know what to do with all that money?

"And I'm telling you to not worry too much, this vacation is for both of you to relax. So let me do the heavy lifting." Ohma immediately grabbed the bags and made his way out of the room.

"O-Ohma!" Inko called out as she pursued him.

Izuku on the other hand was looking at both of them suspiciously from the side as he followed them, throughout the past months part of him can't help but feel like both his sensei and mother are getting rather close. Too close even.

Suffice to say, Izuku had started to keep a close eye on his sensei whenever he was near his mother.

He was not blind to see how much attention his mom had gotten now that she was getting back into shape. He always noticed a few people staring at her or outright flirting with her whenever they had the chance. He had to scare them away with a glare or just by standing by her side menacingly. It always works much to his mother's exasperation.

So he's a bit overprotective of his mother but can you blame him? After his dad died, his mom had been really inconsolable. And really he's not gonna let anyone come into her life and try to take advantage of that.

Though it was nice to see that she had moved past it, judging by her interactions with his sensei. He just wished that they stopped being so chummy with each other though.

Izuku followed the two after locking the house. Climbing down the stairs, he could see both his mother and sensei talking with Kaede as they fit their belongings into the truck. Walking towards them, he could also see two familiar faces making their way towards them as well.

"Inko!"

"Hmm? Oh, Mitsuki!" Inko greeted her old friend with a blinding smile, making the woman chuckle as she saw that. She was always the cheerful one between them.

"Where are you going Inko? With a pretty fancy ride too to boot." Mitsuki whistled as she saw the limo, she could also see Ohma and Kaede leaving both her and Inko to their devices.

"Not sure really but Ohma had promised us it would be quite the nice place. It's more of a present for Izuku really." Inko answered while chuckling sheepishly.

Mitsuki however gave her a teasing smile when she heard her words. "Ohma eh? You two seemed rather chummy with each other."

"It's nothing like that Mitsuki," Inko blushed a bit under her friend's gaze, "He's not the type for formalities so he was fine with me calling him by his name."

"And you're fine with him calling you by your name as well?" Mitsuki raised an eyebrow as she retorted, her teasing smile widening.

"I mean it's only fair," Inko tried to defend herself, though judging by her nervous expression she was failing rather badly.

"Hey relax Inko, if he makes you happy then I won't stop you. You need to move on sooner or later anyway so it's to be expected if you find someone new." Mitsuki assured her, she knew that her friend still had some trouble moving on from her late husband.

Inko sighed as she heard that, "Enough about me, how are you doing?" She asked with a curious look, her eyes alight with a questioning gaze.

"Eh pretty fine, Masaru had found a few offers for me. So I might be able to get back into my modeling career if I want to." She remarked.

Inko looked a bit worried as she heard that, "I thought you decided to stop once you married him? Is there something wrong?"

"Nah, both of us are doing just fine. Just people trying to hound my husband to get me back into the industry."

"Can't blame them that much, you do look great after all." The sudden voice of Izuku spoke up, causing the two older women to look at him in surprise.

"Izuku!" Inko admonished, her face looking a bit scandalized while Mitsuki just laughed about it at the side.

"My, my, I haven't seen you in a few months and you've already gotten rather bold. Not that's a bad thing, you look quite great yourself Izuku." Mitsuki smiled as she eyed the young man before her.

And what a young man he was.

Izuku was wearing a simple green unzipped hoodie with a really snug black shirt underneath that showed off his well-trained muscles. He also wore shorts that barely went past his knees along with his signature oversized red shoes. His rather long hair was tied into a ponytail at the moment with a few bangs framing his face. It really draws some attention to his emerald green and expressive eyes.

"Thanks auntie, how's Kacchan by the way?"

"Ask her yourself, brat get over here!" Mitsuki called out to her.

"No need to scream you hag!"

The sounds of footsteps approached them, making them look towards the source and see Katsumi Bakugo standing before them.

She has spiky dirty blond hair similar to her mother, but unlike her she let it grow past her shoulder and kept it neat. She's wearing an unzipped black hoodie with an orange shirt underneath, her outfit hugging her rather snugly. Showing off just how developed she was. She also wore shorts that revealed her toned and long legs along with black shoes.

Suffice to say, she really did inherit her mother's looks.

"Hey Izu," She greeted him, though she did look a bit embarrassed when she saw him.

Their school uniform really hid his physique. It caught her off guard with how well built he was.

"Hey, Kacchan! How're you doing?"

"I'm fine really, though some of the extras at Aldera tried to drag me to hang out with them today." She grumbled.

"Calling people extras is not nice Kacchan." He admonished with fond exasperation.

"I'll stop calling them extras if they stop acting like one. Seriously, all of them are just a bunch of leeches. It's gross!" She retorted with a disgusted look on her face.

"I should have expected that I supposed," Izuku chuckled sheepishly, "Still, why didn't you hang out with them? Sure you're kinda annoyed with them but won't it be better if you at least make some friends?"

"What makes you think I want to be friends with them?"

"Well I kinda annoy you a lot sometimes but you seem ok with me," Izuku admitted sheepishly.

Katsuki pouted at that before she pinched one of his cheeks, "That's because you kept doing stupid stuff without thinking!"

"Ow ow ow! I'm sowwy! I'm sowwy!" Izuku tried placating her.

"Besides…" she eased up her pinching as she looked down with a slight dusting on her cheek. "Most people can't really compare to you…"

Izuku seemed a bit surprised at that before he smiled widely at her. "Aww Kacchan, that was sho shweet!"

"Shut up!" She shouted in embarrassment, pinching his cheeks harder in response.

"Ow ow ow!"

AT the side both mothers smiled as they saw this, mentally however both of them were wondering when they both would finally get together.

Both of them had been inseparable since kindergarten, especially so when Izuku was confirmed to be quirkless. Katsumi had taken it as her job to protect Izuku from any would-be bullies. Of course, she can't be there all the time but the fact that she was willing to stand up for him when he couldn't have made Izuku appreciate her even more.

"Seems like both of you are getting along well." Inko chuckled, making both of them freeze in their steps.

"Hey, aunt Inko." Katsumi greeted her as she finally let go of Izuku, making him sigh in relief. "Seems like you're getting back into shape, you look great."

Inko looked a bit bashful but was happy that she noticed. "Why thank you Katsumi, though it was mostly thanks to your mother here."

"It was nothing Inko, though maybe I should start joining you as well. I think all the spoiling Masaru did is starting to get to me." Mitsuki sighed depressively, looking over herself as she did so.

"That would be fun! Better to have you actually join me instead of just sending advice through text." Inko offered, her excitement clear to be seen.

"Yeah, that does sound fun."

After some more discussion on when and where they could meet up, both Inko and Mitsuki finally settled on a date they could join in and see how things go from there.

"Midoriya-san! Can you help with this bag? We're not really sure what's inside." Kaede called to her, making Inko nod.

"Kaede, I told you we shouldn't bother her," Ohma grumbled.

"I'd rather we bother her than let a big oaf like you break something important to her." Kaede retorted with a huff.

"Coming! it was nice seeing you Mitsuki. We should catch up more once I'm back."

"Sure thing Inko, see ya later!" Mitsuki waved as Inko made her way toward the arguing couple. Not that Mistuki knew that Ohma was married.

Mitsuki eyed Ohma from afar, that man really does look like Hisashi. Albeit a bit buffer, she can't really blame Inko for getting attached to him. Though from the small amount of time she had seen him, the man never acted that similar to Hisashi. So they can cross out Inko being attracted to him because he was similar to Hisashi.

"He looks really similar to your late father," Mitsuki remarked to Izuku.

"I know right? I even thought he was dad when I first saw him." Izuku nodded in agreement. "Still, he doesn't act like dad at least."

"That reminds me, how have you been Izuku? You looked rather great. I'm guessing all that training you did with Ohma there really shaped you up huh?" Mitsuki remarked with an impressed smile as she drank in his form.

Izuku smiled a bit bashfully as he heard that, "Yeah, sensei is a slave driver though. I still remember how I went back home with bruises every day back when I was starting."

"Well, nothing worthwhile is ever easy. Are you still aiming for UA?"

"You bet I am!" He nodded excitedly.

"Well, I'll be cheering you on from the side then! I'm sure you'll kick ass and take names once you've entered UA."

"Thanks!"

Katsumi huffed as she heard that, "You're really aiming there huh?"

"Of course! It's the number one university in Japan and all the heroes that it produced were considered at the top of their respective fields of focus! Even All Might went there!" Izuku confirmed passionately.

"Ever the nerd huh?" Katsumi huffed in amusement, "Still, the people there might be a lot more different than Aldera. Heck some of them might even actively stop you from succeeding. Think you'll be up for it?"

She does believe that Izuku could be a hero, she believed in him from the start. But years after years of him just doing nothing but focusing on his own mind diminished some of her own belief in him. Kinda hard to keep up her own enthusiasm if she sees no results.

Another part of her, a more silent part, would be happy that Izuku won't be a hero. It means he won't be in constant danger and be safe. She could go back home and see him smile after a hard day of work– and she's daydreaming about them again. Dammit!

But still, the last year and a half had her seeing her childhood friend getting taller and more buffed. Of course, just being physically stronger won't be enough but it was relieving and refreshing to see him finally put in some work to be a hero.

She could see that he's not just physically stronger, but more sure of himself. It's like he had changed into a better version of himself.

"Of course! It will be hard, but If I'll show my strengths then I'm sure things will be fine." Izuku assured her, confident that the future would look bright. "Besides, I will have you around, won't I? With you around, things will be fine."

His words caused her to blush, making her slap his arm in embarrassment.

"Ow! What's that for?!"

"For saying stupid stuff!"

"Izuku! Say your goodbyes already, we can head off now!" Inko called out to him, capturing both of their attentions.

"Well I'll get going now you two, see ya around," Izuku spoke before he headed off, however he was stopped by a sudden grab from Katsumi.

"Wait!"

"Hm? What is it, Kaachan?" He asked curiously.

"Just…give me a call when you get there alright?" She requested, looking a bit embarrassed by her own request.

Izuku smiled down at her, patting her head as he did so. "Course I will! See you when I get back, Kacchan!"

Izuku immediately made his way towards the limo, entering the car but not before sending a wave toward the mother and daughter. Something that was returned cheerily.

Both of them watched the car drive away from them, keeping an eye as it disappeared into the horizon.

"You still need to work on being more honest with him," Mitsuki suddenly said, making Katsumi freeze in her spot.

"I-I know that! I'm trying dammit but he makes it hard sometimes." She retorted with a cute pout.

"Well you better start learning to be better and put him on lock soon, because from what I've seen Izuku here might attract some other girls." Mitsuki teased, making Katsumi huffed just from the thought of it.

The thought of some bitch trying to take him away from her was enough to get her blood boiling, she already had to deal with some of the extras starting to notice him a lot more now thanks to him being more confident and sure of himself. Like hell she was gonna let them be near him, some of them had harassed him before and even those that didn't do such things to him, still haven't interacted or even done anything for him whenever he did get harassed in the past.

It was just her and her presence alone that stopped the bullying from getting worse, it still happened and those bastards still got a beating from her but it still happened. But it was still a fact that it was because of her alone that Izuku was not a complete wreck mentally after all these years.

And she would be damned if she let anyone try to ruin that.

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The car ride was rather uneventful, his mother was introduced to Kaede and both of them had gotten along pretty fast. Both he and Ohma on the other hand had turned to each other to alleviate each other's boredom and it had turned into a sort of revision of his knowledge of the Niko Style, specifically the secret arts.

"So, what can you remember about the secret arts of The Niko Style?" He asked.

"You told me there were two paths to it, one was a series of techniques that were derived from the Niko Style. Only a complete master of it would be able to use these techniques. The second path was also another series of techniques but instead, it was made to support the Niko style." Izuku recited, remembering the words that Ohma had told him.

The man himself nodded at that, "Correct, good you remembered it." His words caused Izuku to beam in pride. "Can you tell me the first path techniques?"

"First there's the technique called Demonsbane. At its essence, it's essentially a formless counter that uses the opponents' attacks against them. Absorb the attack with Water Kata, use Flame Kata to fix your positioning while directing the flow of power from the attack with Redirection Kata, then add your own power into it with Adamantine Kata." Izuku rattled off, making Ohma nod.

"Good, then what about the second technique?"

"The second technique is more of a simpler method of Demonsbane that only requires our own body's full strength. The execution is similar but has only one variation." Izuku tried to remember, his face twisting in thought as he tried to remember what his sensei had told him.

"Aaand? Can you remember how it is performed?" Ohma trailed off patiently, wanting his student to remember it all on his own. Because all of them had been explained to him in their most basic principles, if he can't remember them then he can forget even trying to perform them while in live combat.

"Yeah, I think I got it!" Izuku nodded resolutely, "Fire Kata to check and arrange your positioning, then use Redirection and Water Kata to direct the whole body's flow of power into a single spot while using Adamantine to add more power to it."

Ohma grinned, "And the added variation?"

Izuku looked back confidently towards him, "Twisting the flow of power to make the attack more piercing. It's the basic principle of Godslayer, a formless attack to mirror Demonsbane's formless counter."

Ohma nodded in satisfaction at that, "Very good."

Kaede looked a bit confused at the name, "Godslayer? Was that the new technique you've added to the style?"

Ohma nodded, "Yeah, Demonsbane is good for a counter-attack but it's best used as a finishing move. If you don't finish it in one attack, then the opponent might get weary and become more difficult to handle." He explained making her nod.

"Smarter villains would probably try to avoid physical fights then if they already experienced it once and managed to survive. Making things even harder." Izuku added, making Ohma nod.

"That's why I created Godslayer, it's a way to make every single one of your attacks be a powerful move once you master it properly. Of course, it's still limited by your own physical ability, and opponents with a higher level of endurance might be able to tank through it even with the piercing damage." Ohma brought up, making the three currently in the car look confused.

"Won't that be a problem then? If Godslayer doesn't work, then you need to rely on Demonsbane. If that also doesn't work then what do you have to do?" Izuku asked, curiosity clear in his tone.

"Do you remember the third technique that I told you about?" Ohma asked him instead, making him narrow his eyes in confusion before suddenly widening them in realization.

"You combine both!"

Inko and Kaede however, looked confused at that. "Huh?"

"Godslayer was meant to allow you to wear down your opponent while Demonsbane is meant as an absolute last resort finisher. If both cannot work in a said scenario, then all you need is to combine them." Ohma explained.

"Both techniques are already pretty similar, so it would be easy to combine them. The principles are basically Demonsbane but adding Godslayer's twisting the flow of power concept when you are flowing their attack and adding your own power into it." Izuku realized.

"One technique that kills demons and the other kills gods, a fusion of both would only be appropriately called Majinken (Demon God's Fist)," Ohma revealed with a smirk.

Izuku looked on with stars in his eyes while Inko blinked in confusion, she didn't really understand all this martial arts talk but it seemed like his son was impressed by it. Kaede on the other hand was looking at her husband with a blank gaze.

"Demon God's Fist, seriously?"

"What? It's cool!" He defended himself with Izuku nodding very enthusiastically right beside him. Making Kaede sigh in fond exasperation.

"Anyways, it seemed like you knew the first path pretty well then. I only need to pass it on to you then we can start thinking on the second path." Ohma smiled, making Izuku beam in pride.

Kaede on the other hand seemed a bit alarmed when she heard it, "Ohma, you really planning to teach him the second path?" She asked, her tone alit with concern.

"It's part of the Niko Style Kaede. It would be a good trump card if nothing else."

Kaede didn't seem convinced, "Ohma, you nearly died when you use it remember? If it wasn't for you getting a new heart, you'd be dead by now." She revealed, making both of the Midoriyas looks at him with wide eyes.

"Yeah, but it was long-term damage that accumulated thanks to me being a reckless idiot. But Izuku won't need to worry about any complications with the method I'm thinking." Ohma placated, making Kaede's eyes widen in recognition.

"My quirk can only get us so far, but with that method there might be a chance."

"Wait, slow down, what do you mean by new heart? Ohma what the hell happened to you?!" Inko demanded, her eyes alight with worry.

Ohma sighed in resignation as he heard this, he had expected that he might need to reveal a few things about himself as time went on but he didn't expect to reveal this part of his life to them this early.

"One of the techniques on the second path is called The Possessing Spirit, or simply The Advance as I like to call it. It requires the user to learn how to speed up their heartbeat to increase their metabolic rate, resulting in an increase of combat capability." He explained, making them widen their eyes as they consider the implications.

It didn't take much for them to realize how bad it was, overworking your own heart could lead to some extensive long-term injury at the least.

"Increasing your heart rate…all to gain more power?" Izuku muttered to himself, making Ohma nod gravely.

"As I said, I was stupid back then. I…didn't have anyone tying me down or to ground me. I dedicated my life to fighting since it was all I knew about. Because of that, it leads me to do some pretty reckless things." He explained.

"Like overclocking your own heart," Inko concluded as she looked at him with concern and horror in her gaze.

Ohma nodded solemnly, "If it wasn't for my family, I probably won't even be here." He spoke as he held Kaede's hand, making her give him a reassuring squeeze. Causing both of them to smile tenderly towards each other.

Inko looked at the tender moment between them with some reminiscent on her part, she had known Ohma was married after all. Izuku had made that quite clear when he saw them being chummy with each other the first time. But he had also revealed that Ohma himself has multiple wives and from the looks of things, had an actual healthy relationship between them all.

Inko was of course surprised at first, a bit put off by the info, and had thought Ohma was a womanizer. But seeing the scene before her solidified that fact Ohma was not that type of person and did genuinely care about his family and seemed to owe a lot to them.

It did bring her some thoughts to her own relationships and feelings, she had slowly moved on from her husband, and the sight before her had reminded her of how things had been back when he was alive. But it had also brought up her feelings on the matter.

However, she squashed that down for now. She needs to worry about her own son first before she can deal with her own feelings.

"But you don't have to worry," Kaede swiftly moved away from the topic, "The method that Ohma has in mind would make sure Izuku would be able to learn it safely."

Inko nodded at that, "But still, you're planning to pass on such a dangerous technique to Izuku?" She asked with concern clear in her tone, her eyes hardening slightly at the thought.

Ohma however kept on unperturbed by it. "I plan to, yes, with the method we would be able to 'train' Izuku's heart and body to get used to it."

His words caused Inko and Izuku to look confused at that remark.

"Excuse me, train my heart?" Izuku asked in confusion.

Ohma nodded, "Yes, train it."

"How do the fuck does that work?" Surprisingly those words came from Inko herself, who was looking at Ohma with incredulity in her gaze.

One does not just train their heart! She's a doctor, she knows these kinds of things!

"We'll explain more when we get there," Kaede interrupted Ohma from explaining, realizing that all this new info might have started to get to her. Even Izuku seemed confused at the idea of training his heart judging by his muttering.

"Do I have to make my heart do push-ups? Maybe add some sit-ups and plenty of juice? Or do they have supplements for it? Maybe I have to use some drugs? No, that would be ridiculous but how do you train a heart anyway?" Izuku muttered to himself as he wondered how it would be achieved. Making the rest of the adults there sigh in exasperation.

This might become a long ride.

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"Aaaah we're finally here!" Inko sighed in relief as she stretched her back, the rest of them chuckled in response as they stretched along with her.

The ride was long as expected but they finally arrived, the sun was almost setting and the whole place they had arrived in was also getting more lively.

The place itself was rather closed off from the rest of the world. Hidden deep within the forest with a mountain nearby, a large village could be seen hidden within. The village itself was festive, a lot of stalls can be seen along with much traditional architecture around the place. But from the looks of it, the place does use modern appliances judging by some of the smartphones on some of the people and antennas at the top of the buildings.

But there was one thing that had caught both Izuku and Inko's attention the moment they laid their eyes on these people.

All of them have black sclera.

Granted such a feature is common by now, weird things have become normal now with the rise of quirks. But the fact of the matter was that it was more surprising to see everyone sharing one same trait. They still have different features that differentiate them from each other but they all share the same trait of having a black sclera.

It was quite an impressive sight.

"Woah," Izuku breathed out as he looked on with an impressed and awed look in his eyes, absorbing the light and festive atmosphere around the area.

"Welcome to Kure Village. My home." Ohma smiled as he stopped beside him with their bags in hand.

"This is your home?" Izuku asked in slight surprise as he took in the sight around him.

"Yep. Come on, Karla is probably waiting for us." Ohma gestured them to follow him, making them walk through the rather festive village.

As they walked through the village, they could see multiple stalls and people walking around. Stalls selling food and miscellaneous items around them. They could see the people here were rather happy, the children were running around without a care in the world while the adults looked on with an amused expression.

"Ohma!" A cheery voice called out among the crowd, making the group stopped in their tracks while both Ohma and Kaede smiled widely when they heard it.

A sudden blur rushed past a large number of people in the streets and slammed into Ohma, making the man stumble a little from the sudden force.

"Ohma! Welcome home!"

"Glad to be back Karla." Ohma smiles fondly.

On him was another one of his wives, raven black hair flowing down her voluptuous body. Her grey eyes and black sclera gazed up at Ohma with a loving gaze. The woman was currently wearing a large black kimono along with a white haori. However, she was also wearing some black pants underneath.

The woman then looked towards the side and saw Kaede standing beside Ohma, the woman herself was looking fondly at her.

Karla immediately let go of her husband and hugged her, "Kaede!"

Kaede returned the hug with a bright smile, getting both to enjoy the warm feeling of each other before they separated.

"So who's this?" She asked with a curious look aimed towards both mother and son duo.

"Ah, this is the student that I talked about, Izuku Midoriya. That's his mother, Inko Midoriya." Ohma introduced them to her before facing them, "This is my wife, you two, Karla Kure."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am." Izuku bowed towards her.

"Kure? Isn't this place also called Kure Village?" Inko asked with a curious look.

"Yep, this village was founded by one of Karla's ancestors and was named after their family. In fact, this whole village can trace their whole lineage back to them. Making them all extended family of the Kure Clan." Kaede explained.

"Woah," Both of them were awed at that, looking over the village in a new light.

"You have quite the beautiful village ma'am," Izuku noted, now knowing that the whole place actually belonged to Karla.

Karla however just waved it away, "Oh none of that formality, just call me Karla! Now I would love to get to know both of you but I'm sure you are tired. Come on, let's get back to my home. We already prepared a few rooms for you." Her words caused curious looks to form on Izuku and Inko, but a look towards Ohma assured them that it was fine.

The group then slowly makes their way through the village, appreciating the sites as they walk through the streets.

It didn't take long for them to come near a large mansion, the mansion itself was rather large but looked traditional in nature. A pond could be seen near the courtyard of the mansion, some trees that were grown beautifully could also be seen.

Slowly they made their way inside, Izuku and Inko could be seen gawking slightly at how neat and fancy everything was. The whole mansion itself was clean and tidy, expensive furniture could be seen around them. The atmosphere around the mansion was also rather homely, completely absent of the usual empty aura that most mansions have.

"We're home!" Karla shouted, after a few seconds the sounds of footsteps could be heard rushing towards their location.

"Finally! You guys sure took your time!" The rather energetic but slightly irritated voice could be heard as the source finally rounded towards them.

There stood a rather eye-catching figure, the person was clearly female. But the most eyecatching aspect of her was how pink she was. She has fluffy pink hair with two yellow horns sprouting out of it. She wore a purple shirt with some brand name on it that really hugs her body tightly. Showing off her well-developed bust. She also wore black shorts, revealing her long but very nice legs of hers. Just like everyone in the village, she also has black sclera but her eyes are amber-colored.

"Sorry Mina, you know how bad traffic could be." Ohma smiled as he saw her. At the side, Izuku was looking at her with a bit of a flustered look.

He didn't know there would be such a beautiful girl here!

"Hmph, I'll let you off this time," She huffed before hurrying over and hugging him tightly. "Welcome home dad."

"It's good to be home, Mina." Ohma smiled down at her as he patted her head.

Both Inko and Izuku looked surprised at that info while both Kaede and Karla had already taken their bags and handed them to the maids, the maids already came after Ohma's daughter appeared.

"Take these to their room, will you? We'll show them their rooms later." Karla asked them, making the maids nod.

"Yes ma'am." They chorused before heading off.

Inko couldn't help but look a little guilty and out of place at that, she just realized the sheer disparity of their wealth class here and it was making her a bit nervous.

"Come on! Let's get inside already," Karla signaled them to come in as she led them towards the living room.

Slowly the group starts to make their way into the living room, following Karla as she guides them through the house.

Though as they walked, Izuku couldn't help but shift nervously. He could feel from the corner of his senses that Mina was observing him rather intensely. Her eyes bored holes at the side of his head.

Izuku tried his best to ignore it, the intense gaze was making him sweat slightly.

Unknowingly, his actions caused Mina to narrow her eyes slightly. She was pretty sure that he had noticed her staring. She's not that good at stealth but her mother had given her enough lessons to make her pretty proficient in it. So knowing Izuku's senses were sharp enough to feel her gaze was catching her interest.

Though admittedly, with how hard she was looking at him had probably also played a role in it.

The reason why she was staring so hard was because of the fact that she couldn't really see why her father had chosen him as the new successor for The Niko Style. It's not that she's jealous or anything, heck she herself had made it clear she's not interested in the style when her father had offered to teach it to her.

No, the main reason was how painfully plain he looks. Seriously, there's nothing standing out to her. Other than his admittedly pretty well-built body, there's nothing showing what had caught her father's interest. A well-built body doesn't really mean much as that can always be gained through training and from what her father had told her, he used to be a damn twig.

Her mind became even more confused now when she finally saw him face to face, what had made her old man choose him out of all people?

She needs to keep an eye on this guy.

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The whole night went on quietly but had its own air of liveliness, Karla was rather welcoming of the two and even made them rather comfortable the moment they entered the living room. She was a rather kind and welcoming host. However, Izuku himself can't help but note that sometimes Karla would glimpse at his mother once in a while, a hidden glint in her eyes.

He doesn't know what's that about but considering how she was sitting close and being touchy-feely with her husband, it seems like the woman was establishing her dominance over her husband.

He still remembered the slightly annoyed look that his mother had sent her way but hid it behind a polite facade. Not that he blamed her of course, they can't really be pissed at their gracious host after all. Though part of him can't help but feel slightly helpless from it all. Trapped between his mother's new rivalry and his master's daughter's piercing gaze still on him, it made him feel like he was trapped between a rock and a hard place.

Dinner was a nice affair, the slight tension in the air was smooth over thanks to Kaede being the bridge for those two to interact. It didn't take long for them to move past the initial slight hostility and start being more amicable towards each other. Ohma of course wisely chose to ignore the trouble and hop back into the conversation once the path is clear.

Izuku's not sure if he wants to call the man opportunistic or smart, but then again those two aren't mutually exclusive so he'll settle on both.

After dinner was over, both Inko and Izuku were led to their rooms. The whole thing would have been a simple and quiet affair if it wasn't for the fact that Mina was the one that was leading him to his room. It was fine at first since Karla was also leading his mother to her room while animatedly chatting with her, already moving past the initial hostility and becoming quick friends with each other.

But then it became a problem when Karla led her mother into another hallway while leaving him stuck with Mina, who had remained quiet throughout the walk. However she didn't really stare at him anymore and was just casually leading him to his room, something he mentally thanked her for. The stare was starting to really bother him.

The silence continues to stretch on as she leads him into his room, the door to it already coming in sight. The current state of things wasn't something he minded really, he was never the type to socialize with people frequently. So staying quiet was something he could comfortably do.

Mina then opened the door and showed him the room, "This would be your room. Hope it's alright with you!" She cheerily showed to him, acting like she had bored holes at the side of his head a few minutes ago.

"Thanks!" He instead thanked her as he looked inside the room.

The room itself was rather traditional looking, his bags could be seen at the side of the room. There was a large closet that took up the whole side of the wall, the doors of the closet already opened slightly and showed there were futons, pillows, and blankets that could be seen inside. The whole room was rather vast and wide and there seems to be a wooden table along with a chair on the other side of the room. There's also a balcony attached to the room, allowing Izuku a good view of the village.

"It looks great, thanks!" Izuku complimented.

"Glad to hear that, now then…" The sudden but subtle dip in her tone made him tense.

FWOOSH BANG

The sudden sound of flesh meeting flesh can be heard throughout the hallway, if anyone had come to look they would see the sight of Mina with one of her legs raised. Her shin was blocked by Izuku's own forearm.

"You know, it's rude to attack your guests," Izuku remarked slowly, his eyes slowly analyzing the situation and his opponent.

Mina grinned at his words, it seems like his senses are as sharp as she thought they were. But then again, she herself is not as skilled as her mother.

With a hop, she stepped back from him and created some distance between the two. Izuku was still eyeing her with slight wariness while Mina continued to grin at him.

He then glanced at his back, silently wondering if the same was happening with his mother. He was sure Ohma would make sure that she was safe, but he can't say the same for his family.

Mina seemed to notice her concerns before she waved them off. "Don't worry too much, my mom won't do anything to her. This is just a little something I decided on the spot!" She shrugged as if attacking someone in the middle of the hallway was normal for her.

Izuku raised an eyebrow at her words, "And mind telling me what this is all about then?"

"Just a little test you see. Frankly, I can't really see why my old man would choose you to be the next successor of The Niko Style. You're kinda…. awfully plain." Mina revealed bluntly, her eyes looking at him with an unimpressed look.

He ignored the slight indignation in his chest that was heavily practiced for years as he gazed at her, "So what now?"

"Now? We fight!" Mina smiled a little maniacally before lunging towards him, her leg raised aiming toward his liver.

His arm shot up, grabbing her leg and using Redirection Kata to twist her body with her leg as the pivoting point. Mina widened her eyes as she was lifted off her feet and spun around sideways, threatening to fall right on her face.

Using her hands to hold her up, she immediately got into a handstand. Twisting her body around into a breakdance as she lashed out her legs akin to whips. Lashing at Izuku at incredible speeds.

Izuku's eyes however kept track of her movement, allowing him to minimally avoid the kicks as he slowly stepped back. With a hop, he creates a large distance before crouching down and doing a sweeping kick.

In an impressive show of strength, she used her hands to jump off the ground. Twisting herself in the air, before directing her legs to a downward kick toward Izuku.

However, the verdette's eyes caught the movement. With the use of Flame Kata, he fixed his positioning in a burst of speed. His lowered position turned into a crouch position that was facing towards Mina, her leg now kicking empty air.

'How?!' She mentally gasped, surprised at the sheer reaction speed and how he was even able to catch her movement so quickly.

Izuku himself however was eyeing her with an intense gaze, one of his hands pulled back into a fist. The gaze itself sends shivers up her spine as she falls to the ground. Without hesitation, he immediately punched her midsection, the muscles in his arms tightening as he uses Adamantine Kata to increase his striking power.

The air left her lungs as Mina uselessly gasped for air, her body sliding back slightly from the sudden force of the punch itself.

Izuku narrowed his eyes at that, he was sure that punch should have done more than just leave her breathless. Making her look at her with slight confusion and shock.

Mina on the other hand didn't notice as she was busy trying to get her breath back.

"Holy shit you packed a punch! I only know one guy that can match that and even then he needs his quirk to harden his fist!" Mina wheezed before she straightened up, an impressed look could be seen in her eyes. It seemed like her views on him had changed already. What an odd girl.

"You're pretty cool, man! Guess all that training with my old man made you pretty good." Mina remarked with an impressed gaze. Though she then noticed the confused look he was sending her way, looking down at his own fist oddly.

"Aaah, right. You didn't know yet. Us Kure are pretty tough, centuries of selective breeding made us pretty strong physically." Mina revealed, making Izuku widen his eyes.

"Selective breeding? People still practice that?" Izuku widened his eyes as his posture relaxed slightly, seeing that the fighting seemed to have stopped.

"You'd be surprised really," Mina chuckled at his words, "Our clan has been practicing it since before quirks even appeared. We're pretty much a new race of humans that was bred for combat." She boasts, proud of the accomplishments of her clan.

Izuku looked down in thought at that, he didn't know that The Kure Clan had such an extensive history. He might need to ask his master more about this, the knowledge that was revealed to him making him even more curious.

"Amazing, to know that there are such people out here is pretty amazing." He remarked, making her nod excitedly.

"I know right?! But you're one hell of a monster yourself! You got a pretty good body there." Mina smiled at him, making him blush at her words.

The pinkette gazed down at Izuku's body, really appreciating it even more now that she realized the hidden strength that it hid. Her smile turned slightly lecherous when she continued her stare.

"A good body indeed~" Mina grinned, making Izuku blush brighter.

"T-thanks." Izuku squeaked, unsure of how to react.

Mina then shrugged, "Welp! I got all I wanted tonight, you're pretty strong, Midori. Keep up the work, I'll be supporting you on the side." She winked at him before she turned around and left.

"Midori?" He muttered to himself before he shook his head, "Right, I'll see you tomorrow Mina-san!" he quickly waved at her, she just waved back without turning around. Though he couldn't help but notice that she was putting some swing into her hips, making him really focus on her firm and supple-looking ass. Now realize how her ass is stretching her pants.

'Goddamn you could bounce a coin off of that– No! Don't stare!' He mentally admonished as he looked back up, though judging by her chuckles Mina had actually noticed. Making him flushed red in embarrassment.

Without another word, Mina disappeared into the house after turning the corner.

Izuku sighed in relief, what an odd girl. They had gone from fighting to her gaining an interest in him pretty quickly.

His phone then suddenly buzzed in his pocket, making him pull it out in curiosity. Who was calling him at this hour?

Looking at the name, he widened his eyes when he saw Katsumi calling him.

"Shit! She told me to call when I got here! Kacchan's so gonna be pissed!" Izuku muttered to himself in panic before going inside his room, wanting some privacy before he got his ear chewed off by his childhood friend.

Right by the corner of the hallway, Mina was leaning against the wall as she heard him panicking and entering the room.

At first, she didn't really think much of verdette but now after actually having a short fight with him, she can't help but be interested. He doesn't look like it, but there was some powerful power behind his punch back there. She wasn't kidding when she said only one guy was able to match that, Kirishima had trained for Boxing for a few years already and a lot of people had commented how explosive his punch was.

And here was another person with that same level of strength but not needing a quirk to even match it. Oh she knows he's quirkless, her dad made that quite clear and she doesn't really have a problem with it. Her own father is quirkless after all and he's a badass.

Her main interest here came from how strong he was. His speed, reaction time, and strength were all impeccable. Izuku himself might not have noticed it, but their short exchange was far shorter than he thought. It had happened in seconds and if anyone was there, they won't even see them properly due to how fast it was.

It seemed like she needed to pay more attention to him as her earlier assessment did not do him any justice. He's plain yes, but he's strong. And that's already enough for her.

And with that thought, she disappeared into the mansion and headed to her room.

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The sound of nature could be heard around the forest, from afar one could see the Kure Village in the distance. The sun also hasn't risen yet so the surrounding area is still pretty dark.

On one of the paths inside the forest, the form of Ohma and Izuku trekking through the path could be seen. A backpack with some minimal camping gear could be seen on their backs.

Izuku himself looks a bit tired, heavy eye bags could be seen beneath his eyes. His posture was clearly sluggish as he forcefully got his body to move along. The verdette let out a jaw-cracking yawn as he blinked blearily. His master had woken him up in the middle of the night and gotten ready, he had already packed everything for both of them but it was still rather weird to have him get up in the middle of the night. Or in the morning, he's not sure honestly as his sense of time is getting a bit confusing. The sun isn't even up yet!

"I thought this was supposed to be a vacation?" He asked a bit irritatedly.

Ohma merely smiled at that, "It is vacation, for your mother that is. Yours haven't started yet."

Izuku groaned at that, "Whaaaat? Whyyyy?!" He whined, understandably shocked and slightly incensed by it. He was expecting some relaxation time dammit! He was scammed out of a good time!

Ohma just laughed at his expression, "Relax! You're getting your vacation after this. I'm giving a trial. Basically, it's a trial where you need to perform all three secret techniques of the Niko Style while under pressure."

Izuku looked at him in confusion due to that, "A trial? Considering that all three techniques are connected to each other, would just using Majinken be sufficient?" He curiously asked.

"Sure, it was made out of the other two techniques anyways and if you can use that then I won't have to worry." Ohma shrugged, making Izuku nod. Well, at least he doesn't have to worry too much.

"Though I should warn you, I won't hold back. This training is to make sure you can use those techniques even when under the pressure of death. You won't be coming out of this with just bruises and injuries, you can die in this." He states, causing the atmosphere to turn cold. "If you want to go back I won't blame you, but you need to go through this in order to become a proper master of The Niko Style." He warned, his gaze serious as he spoke.

Izuku gulped as he heard that, the sudden serious tone from his master making him sweat. This was serious, even the air felt still when his master mentioned him working under the pressure of death. And from the looks of it, his master was serious. He could die from it.

He slowly gripped his hands into fists, his own resolve hardening. Being a hero also includes a high chance of dying, he could see this as a chance to get accustomed to the pressure.

"I'm not backing down, I'll go through this trial." He answered, making Ohma nod as he accepted his decision.

The atmosphere then calms back down to natural levels, and both master and pupil settle into a comfortable silence.

As they walked through the forest, they slowly came across a sizable cottage. The whole cottage didn't have any walls and was rather small. It only had a roof, some floor it could be used to sit on, and four pillars keeping it up. All in all, it seems like the cottage seems more of a pit stop than a place to live in.

However, what took both of their attention was the woman sitting inside it. The woman looked rather mature and had a sultry air on her. She looked slender yet had a voluptuous body, she wore a white loose kimono that made it easy to see her sizable breast and down to her navel. She wore a red hakama along with wooden prayer-like beads around her neck, completing the Nadeshiko look. Her raven black hair flows down to her back with bangs hanging over her face, her brown eyes alight with curiosity when she lays on both of them. Though from how blank her face was, she seemed to be the type to rarely express herself.

Curiously, unlike the other people inside the village. The woman seems to have normal white sclera on her eyes. It might not be something that notable but with a whole village with black sclera on their eyes right behind them, it was something that slightly surprised Izuku.

Ohma smiled as he saw her, "Was wondering where you were Mikumo."

Mikumo Kushinada broke out into a gentle smile when she saw him, something that Izuku guessed was only reserved for those that are truly important to her.

"It's good to see you as well my husband." She retorted, making Izuku blink.

Just how many women did he marry?!

The woman slowly got up and walked away from the cottage, approaching her husband before both of them embraced each other. Their lips capture each other as they share a passionate kiss.

Izuku looks away from the scene, he can't help but feel like he was seeing something private. The sheer feeling of love and want that he could feel from both of them was obvious for all to see.

The couple slowly separates from each other, the woman looking over her husband and seeing the verdette looking away from the intimate session.

"So this is your disciple, minus the green hair he looks almost like you." She commented, her face returning back to the blank look she had.

Ohma chuckled at that, "Yeah I've got that a lot."

"So what brings you two here?" She asked with a slight tone of curiosity that could be heard in her voice.

Ohma's happy mood slowly dipped, "It's for his trial, I'm going to have him learn it."

Mikumo's eyes subtly widen, "You're really going to teach him that? I thought you just wanted an heir for the Niko Style."

Ohma smirked, "Yeah, but the kid got the potential for it. He'll go far if I teach it to him."

"If you're sure about it,"

Izuku however was purposely trying his best to not hear anything the two were talking about. The two were just catching up with each other to him, so it was not in his position to pry.

After a few more minutes of hushed whispers between the two, Ohma looked back toward Izuku.

"Come on Izuku, we can go now." He called, making him nod.

The couple slowly let go of each other, their hands lingering for a while before they let go. There were no words spoken, but it was clear how much they love each just from body gestures alone.

Izuku couldn't help but feel a bit jealous, he wondered if he could ever find someone like that.

As the duo moved past her, Mikumo decided to leave a message for her husband's pupil.

"Good luck, brat."

Izuku blinked at that, despite her slightly crass words there was no heat behind it. If anything, it seems like a sort of pet name of sorts.

"A-ah, thank you." He thanked her before hurrying to follow his master.

The two continue to walk into the forest, slowly losing sight of the cottage.

By the time they lose sight of her, some parts of Izuku can't help but get curious.

"So, how did you know her?" He asked curiously, it seemed like there were something more there.

"I was trying to improve the Redirection Kata and met her, I somehow managed to impress her enough to learn from her. If it wasn't for her, the Kata wouldn't be half as powerful as it is now." He revealed.

Izuku nodded at that, "I see, both of you seem….close. Far closer than I expected."

Ohma chuckled, "Let's just say both of us had to go through a lot."

Izuku nodded at that as they settled back into a comfortable silence.

Both of them slowly walked deeper into the forest, they could see a few birds and large trees around them. To the point, the very branches started to cover the skies and the barks to make it harder to see further. As if the very forest is blocking their senses.

Izuku couldn't help but narrow his eyes at that, some part of him can't help but find this very worrying.

Both then entered a clearing, grass-covered the clearing with a few large stones that could be seen around them.

Ohma stopped the moment they entered, "We're here."

Izuku nodded at that, lowering his bag and putting it down the moment he saw Ohma doing the same.

"So what are we gonna do?" He asked curiously.

"There are some weights inside the bags, get them out and wear them around your limbs," Ohma ordered, an uncharacteristic serious look could be seen on him. Making Izuku slightly nervous.

"Y-yes!" He nodded as he quickly pulled out the weights from the bag, not wanting to aggravate his suddenly serious master.

He also idly noted that there was something weird in his bag, there were still some necessities like cooking appliances and his bedrolls but there was no food.

'Did he forget them?' He wondered.

"Are you done?"

Izuku flinched before hurrying to put the weights on, "Y-yes! I'm done!"

"Good," Ohma stood before him right as Izuku stood up, the verdette idly noting that he's also wearing some weights.

"Your trials start now." He suddenly told him, making him blink in confusion.

"Eh?"

However, that confusion cost him as he was not prepared for the sudden punch straight toward his face, sending him skidding back and falling down to the floor.

"Ow!" He yelped, bringing his hand up to check, and yep, his nose was broken.

"Get up, didn't I tell you to be always aware of your surroundings?" Ohma ordered, making him scramble back to his legs. What the hell is up with him?

However, the moment he stood up, a rush of attacks came toward him. Punches, kicks, elbows strikes, forcing him to clumsily block every single one of them before a powerful punch sends him skidding back and falling back on his ass.

"Didn't I tell you? You could die in this trial, so take this seriously before you actually do." Ohma warned.

Izuku panted as he shakily got back up, his voice reminding him of the stakes. The usual light atmosphere he always had with the man had now turned cold and unforgiving, making sweat start to mat down his body. The sheer pressure that his master was exuding made his whole body shake in fear.

He's going to die.

There are no buts or if, he's really going to die if he doesn't do anything.

Ohma blankly gazes at his student, as he did so a saying comes into his mind.

It's in the face of death when the true nature of a person is revealed.

He had seen many people proving the saying right whenever they were about to die, some beg, some cried, some tried to fight pathetically. So which one is his student?

Izuku's body shakes from the sheer pressure, however, his eyes look blank as he stares at Ohma. There was no emotion in his eyes, just pure empty emerald green eyes that were staring back at the emotionless grey eyes of his master.

Slowly but surely, the verdette gets back up to his feet. His body slowly stops shaking as Izuku forcefully steadies himself, his arms rising to chin level in order to fight for his life.

"Let's go." He spoke, the words were soft but his determination was clear for all to hear.

He won't die, he can't die. He was going to be a hero dammit! He still wants to spend more time with his family! With his mom! With Kacchan! He's not going to let himself die in the middle of nowhere!

Ohma subtly smiled as he saw this before he relaxed into a fighting stance.

It seems like he was right, Izuku Midoriya is a fighter through and through.

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And done! And yes I genderbent Katsuki in this. Why? Well a really good pic of Katsumi just came out of nowhere and and here I am writing about it XD

She's still kinda the same as canon Katsuki but I guess more tamed I guess with Izuku around to reign her in. Now then some of you might complain that seeing Izuku straight up master the style quickly might seem a bit fast, but with what I planned for the fic it would actually be needed. That and I actually didn't plan for him to do anything of note during the three years. The time I've given is mostly so Izuku can master the style within a believable time frame.

Besides, as you can see at the end there, he still got some shit to learn via trial by fire XD

Anyways, review and comment. See ya!