Yo, I know you said that To Create One's Path would be next, but I felt a bit more motivated to make another chapter of this story than the other one. Situational things I guess. Anyway, I'm about to drop a god damn nuke on some of you in this chapter, you'll see, Now on to the chapter.
Today had been such an eventful day for one Izuku Midoriya. First, he woke up, fully expecting for this day to be as routine as it had been for the past three years.
Get up, try to rub away any of the sore muscles from the night before. Maybe try to get some stretches done for the rest of the day. Until he hears the shuffling of his father in the other room, getting up for the day as well. Sneak something from the kitchen as his father got ready for his job, which has actually helped with his stealth skills weirdly enough. His father was very vigilant, as he could detect even the faintest of sounds. Luckily, It has also helped with trying to get away from school bullies. Though he couldn't hide from them forever, and he definitely couldn't hide from his father for too long either. A few minutes is the maximum amount of time for breakfast before his father called to him and either sent him off to school, beat him, cast him off to the Bakugo house, or most likely a combination of the three. He never quite understood why his father hated him so much. Though he thought that it might be somewhat his fault for some reason. The fact that his father kept saying so wasn't helping either. From there, Hisashi would most likely head off to work or stay home. Izuku would either go to his hiding spot under the bridge, or go to Katsuki's house. Today, however, was different. Mostly because, it was his birthday; July 15.
He turned eight today and his father was always particularly angry on that date specifically. Usually starting off the day by getting up early and waking him up by tossing his body off his bed and onto the floor before proceeding to beat his skin blue and purple. He never punched him on the face however, that would raise too many red flags. Simple body blows and other places that could be covered easily. Then his father would leave him to get ready to go to work. After he left, Izuku would try to get up and get ready to head out. This year, his birthday was on a school day. Not that many people cared enough to know that, or even care about him in general. So he got his clothes from his drawer, put on his shoes, put on his long sleeve undershirt and his uniform along with it, then walked out the door with his school bag on his back.
A pair of blank notebooks, school issued textbooks, his writing utensils, and his personal Hero Journal that he keeps on him all reside in his school bag. The two blank notebooks are for his note taking or for when he runs out of space in his Hero Journal. The Hero Journal is a hobby that he picked up a while back, he only has about four for now. All filled to the brim with the different Heroes that emerge to fight off crime. The Journal itself isn't too much to look at from the cover, o as to make sure that his father didn't get any suspicions, but he liked to see the different fights that happen and to document the different Quirks that he sees. Even now he hasn't stopped writing them. Even if he couldn't be a hero himself, his old habits would indeed die hard. So, when he went out to go to school, he met up with his one and only friend, Katsuki Bakugo.
They would often walk to and from school together. Katsuki would be talking about the different things she has done, or wanted to do. One of the biggest categories that they talked about, or what any child would be talking about really, would be about Heroes. Or more specifically, All Might, the number one Hero. The one that set the new standard for what Heroes should aspire to be and for what Villains should fear. He is the hope of the people with his seemingly infinite charisma, and his dauntless personality. Everyone loved him. His Quirk, whatever the heck it was, is something that had been debated over for years now. Yet no definitive evidence can properly claim what it might be. Even Izuku had no idea what it could be. And trust him, he's tried to figure it out.
What a waste of notebooks too...
But anyway, Moving on, Izuku would often talk about the newest Hero that debut or even just about the latest save that All Might pulled off. It was reserved, as Katsuki has always been mindful of Izuku's preference to be a reserved person. Though, she tends to be loud and spontaneous without even knowing it anyway. And Izuku wouldn't have had it any other way. He cherished their friendship dearly, and wouldn't trade it for anything in the entire world. So with that in mind, he put a small smile on his face as he took on the day.
It was mostly uneventful, nothing unusual happened, though Katsuki would stay by his side for the day, saying how the "A kid shouldn't be alone on his birthday." He appreciated the sentiment. He really did, but for her to just shout out that it was his birthday was a but uncomfortable for him. Still, he persevered. It was after school was over that things really got out of hand.
He went to his usual pit stop with Katsuki to the small space under the bridge that he calls Generations Head Quarters. Or GHQ for short. Why GHQ specifically? Well, because he wants this space to be used by him, and his kids, and their kids, and their kids, and for many generations to come. Do you get it now? Anyway, after he stops by there to either jot down more notes on a new Hero or added notes on an old Hero, or maybe even drop off more Hero merchandise in his steadily growing collection. So far, it's only lightly filled, but he's aiming to really pull off the Hero theme by filling the place up with paraphernalia
Moving on form that, he would follow Katsuki to her house, where Mitsuki would be home from her workout(gotta keep in shape!) and have already prepared snacks and different things to celebrate his birthday. Overall, it was great!
Until it wasn't.
They were having a great time, playing and having the time of their lives. Katsuki was in the pool that they had when she beckoned Izuku to go in with her. When he refused, she got a little aggressive and tore his shirt, revealing...the damage that his father had afflicted upon him. His secret was out, and his father was going to lock him up in his house for the rest of his life and keep him from seeing either Katsuki or Mitsuki ever again. It was all terrible!
Until it wasn't.
As he had a mental breakdown, Mitsuki and Katsuki both consoled him and made him feel safe in ways that he never thought he'd be able to feel ever again. They reminded him of a lesson that he had almost forgotten when he learned that he didn't have a Quirk. They reminded him of something that he had long since been beaten out of him by his father.
He had worth.
He never saw himself in a very good light. The fact that his father hated his very existence, or that everyone around him had labeled him an outcast due to his Quirklessness didn't help. He really didn't have very many people or role models to make for a good builder of self confidence. He usually had Katsuki to do the talking for him. Though, admittedly, It wasn't all that healthy if he was going to be honest. It wasn't something that he felt was bad. He always thought that this was just how his life would work. That he deserved everything that was dealt to him. But now he can see that, no, none of that was okay. None of what he was doing to cope with it was healthy. He almost laughed at how dumb he was being for not realizing it sooner. So he decided that...if he was going to be a better person, and to also repay the Bakugo family for everything that they've done for him, he needed to be the best person that they always believed he was...he needed to be a Hero.
So with his mind set and his spirit rekindled, he declared a dream that he thought had died long ago...
Not long after, Mitsuki rushed inside the house and dialed the authorities. In a matter of minutes, the Musutafu Police Force payed a quick visit to the Midoriya household. Problem is, Hisashi was nowhere to be found. When they checked the last place he said that he "worked', they had informed the police force that he had stopped working for them around nine years ago or so. This raised a lot of red flags for many of the investigators. Many of them appalled at the extensive scars and bruising that Izuku sustained from the man. The old investigation that was placed on Hisashi when Inko Midoriya fell into that coma so long ago was busted wide open and have now sent a warning across the country with a warrant for the Flame Breather's arrest.
With that in mind, there was one thing that Mitsuki wanted to do more than anything in the entire world. But there was one snag in that plan.
"What do you mean I can't adopt him!? Like hell I can't! I've practically raised him better than that bastard ever could! He's practically my son already!" Mitsuki roared at the Government official as she slammed her fist down on the metallic table in the investigation room. She wasn't being interrogated or anything, they already asked her all the questions they needed, it's just that she was now wanting something that was beyond this agents power, and this Agent was now slightly sweating due to the heat that the mother was exuding. He pulled at his collar before swallowing the lump in his throat. He didn't like delivering news like this, especially with the circumstances given. Or, more specifically, with what they found out about Hisashi Midoriya after doing a DNA test...
"W-well, I'm sorry miss, It's just that...there's been a development." He said nervously, looking at the files in his hands. Mitsuki narrowed her eyes before looking down at the files as well.
"What kind of development? It better be good, otherwise I am going to make you a bit more than just sorry." Mitsuki said in a dangerous tone. The agent jumped a bit from the amount of bad intent her statement had. He shakily looked down at the files before placing them down on the steel table for her to look through. Mitsuki took them and opened the manila folder. Slowly looking over the contents, she slowly realized what exactly the Agent was getting at when he said that there was a development.
"HOLY SHIT! HISASHI ISN'T THE FATHER!?" Mitsuki shouted, making the Agent flinch at the sudden loud noise. He then adjusted his collar again before answering her back.
"Y-yes, that is the case. DNA shows that Izuku Midoriya has no blood relations to Hisashi Midoriya and is not the biological father." The man said, fixing his glasses as he tried to remain professional in the face of this scary woman. Mitsuki was looking through the files a bit more, trying to make sense of it.
"Then...who is?" She asked, putting the files back down and paying attention to the now recovered Government official. He fixed his glasses one last time before telling her about what was to come.
"Do you know how Inko Midoriya's medical expenses have been payed off for the past few years?"
Izuku was very confused right now, but was still kind of excited that he was going to see his mother again after so long. He was being driven to the hospital that his mother was being kept as she still layed asleep. He was told that his mother was in a coma. A state of unconsciousness that she wouldn't be waking from for a long time. He absorbed that...as well as he could for an eight-year-old child. But he was still confused as to why they were going to see her all of a sudden. Don't get him wrong, he really wanted to see his mom, but why they needed to go there right this second was a mystery to him. Another piece of info that he was fed was that Hisashi wasn't his actual dad. That he was happy about. I mean, finding out you weren't related to the same person that made your life a living hell was relieving. But still, why was he being escorted by several police cars to the hospital?
"Go-chan? Why are we going to go see my mom?" Izuku asked, looking at the face of Mitsuki from the rear view mirror. he glanced back at him through the mirror as well before focusing her attention back on the road again. Katsuki was in the backseat with him as well, also as confused as to why they were going to the hospital as well. The mother sighed before answering the question.
"We're going there...to meet your real dad, Izuku. He's going to be taking care of you for now on." Mitsuki answered, her tone a mix of tired and disappointed. How could she not be? First, she found out that the little Cinnamon Roll that she saw grow from an infant to this adorable little child has been abused to hell and back by Hisashi and she didn't even know it, then, when she goes to try and adopt him as her own, they outright tell her no because of some guy that came out of nowhere who is actually the father of Izuku, and that Hisashi wasn't related to him at all. They agreed to meet with him where Inko was resting. Said that he wanted to be with the entire family. She sighed again to herself. She was going to have to talk to the guy, see what he's like and maybe "suggest" to him that Izuku is better off in her care rather than his. It all really depends on how this plays out. Then there was the possibility of Izuku moving away from both her and Katsuki. The two were close. The kind of close that only a pair of childhood friends can be. So she also had to mention that as well. It would break their little hearts if they found out that they couldn't see each other again. But she was going to try and make sure that didn't happen.
"My...real dad..." Izuku whispered to himself. He didn't really know what to think about that. He had been under the impression that Hisashi was his real dad. So to be told that he was going to be taken care of someone else that was his actual dad was a bit overwhelming. But he couldn't be more excited. Finally, he could start living a normal lifestyle! But...
He looked over to Katsuki's face and saw that she had a bit of a sad expression on her face. He thought about it for a moment before coming to the conclusion that she thinks that he wouldn't be friends with her anymore if he had to move away. He smiled before exclaiming his promise again.
"Don't you worry! I'll still be your friend Kacchan! After all, We're both going to be Heroes, right?" Izuku proclaimed, making Katsuki look at him in bewilderment before smiling profusely. Mitsuki looked at them through the mirror again before smiling a bit as well.
It was tense as they walked the halls of the Ivory halls of the hospital. Or, It was tense for the adults present at least. Izuku was as excited as they come while Katsuki was just curious as to who this guy could be. So as they approached the room that Izuku's mother was in, The young man was practically vibrating in his spot with how excited he was. Some might say that he should be a much more nervous that he was right now, but as a counterargument, you cant really get any worse that what Hisashi was. So he figured anyone would be an improvement. Anyway, as they approached the room, one of the Officers stepped up to the guard at the door and whispered to him about something before the guard stepped to the side and let them through.
The moment of truth was here. Whether Mitsuki would have to pummel this guy to the ground to get the parental rights to Izuku. Whether or not Izuku would be justified in his excitement. Or if this guy was...in need of a doctor?
The man came into the picture, wearing a baggy white shirt and some over sized cargo pants. He had blonde hair that was obviously forced to be neat, as it seemed to fight against the gel that was applied. His face was actually not all that bad really. He looked relatively young, with blue eyes and a somewhat angular jaw, he seemed to be riding the tail end if his prime years. While his figure was slightly built, it was nothing to really talk about. What was really concerning, was the blood that the man was spitting out.
"Oh my gosh! Sir, are you okay?!" Mitsuki asked, rushing over to him with a box of tissues in hand. The man held up his hand to gesture that he was okay before speaking.
"No need to worry, I'm quite alright. This is just a minor condition that I forgot to take my medication. It's nothing serious I can assure you." The man waved off, wiping the small amount of blood from his mouth with a handkerchief. After putting it away, he held out a hand for Mitsuki to shake.
"My name is Yagi Toshinori. It's a pleasure to meet you." He greeted with a smile. Mitsuki took his hand and shook it as she looked him over to see if there was anything suspicious about him. Though nothing was too out of the normal. So that was a start.
"Mitsuki Bakugo. You're the father of Izuku then?" She asked, looking him dead in the eye. He met her gaze and didn't falter in the slightest. That was a good sign that he was confident. Another check off the list.
"Yes...though, I wish I could have been there sooner and under better circumstances...Hisashi kept me from intervening until now." Yagi said, saying the mans name with no light amounts of venom. Mitsuki could already see that this guy was not a bad guy, so she felt a bit more comfortable around him.
"Alright, I can see that. It's probably something that he would do...but how did you have Izuku then? If Inko was married to Hisashi." Mitsuki asked, curious as to how this Yagi Toshinori fit into all of this. Yagi gained a far off look in his eye as he turned to face the resting form of Inko Midoriya.
"Inko and I...go way back. We were friends back in grade school. We used to do everything together. We were practically inseparable. In fact, things couldn't have gone more perfect for us. I loved her, she love me...But the problem was that her father had made a bet with another man and lost, having to give her hand to the man's son, Hisashi. She never wanted to marry him. But, if she didn't, her family would lose everything. So she had to. We both hatted her father from that day on. Her mother had died a while ago, so she was on her own on this. It wasn't until a few years later that we bumped into each other again. From there, things got heated, and...nine months later, Izuku was born. When I heard the news from her, I was so excited. I was a father with the woman I loved. But somehow, Hisashi found out about our affair and that the baby wasn't his. He cut off all communications between me and her for the next few years. I heard that the woman I loved, Inko, had fallen into a coma for an indefinite amount of time. I knew instantly that Hisashi was to blame, but his lawyers had my hands tied, I couldn't do a thing to him. But I was able to keep Inko on a steady life-support, thanks to my ties to a few Heroes and my old job as a lawyer. So I took solace in that. Yet, what he did to Izuku...my son..." Yagi explained, making Mitsuki's eyes widen before she smiled at him. If he was willing to use his money to make sure that Inko stayed alive and wished for nothing than to be with his son, then she definitely knew that he was a good father material for Izuku. Speaking of whom, he was looking at the older man with wonder. This was his father...
"Izuku, My boy. My son." Yagi nearly whispered, kneeling down to his height. He kept his arms open, wanting to embrace his son for the first time in years. To finally give him a father that he deserved. He had been away long enough, It was time for dad to come home.
Izuku walked from behind Mitsuki, slowly making his way to Yagi. the whole time, the entire room was silent. The only thing that was audible were the slow footsteps that the young boy were taking. Until suddenly, he stopped halfway between Mitsuki and his dad. Briefly looking back at the mother, getting a nod from her before looking back at the now nervous Yagi Toshinori. There was a pause in everything as Izuku fully grasped the situation at hand...
"DAD!" He exclaimed as he leaped into the arms of Yagi and started giggling like he had never done before. Yagi was caught off guard before he grew a giant smile on his face and hugged his son back, feeling happier than he's felt in a very long time.
"My boy, my little Izuku." Yagi said as he hugged his son back with all the affection he could muster. He knew that there was a lot of time to make up for, and he figured that this was a good way to start off. A man and his son being reunited after so many years. It wasn't until a few minutes later that Mitsuki decided that they needed to get the formalities out of the way now and have more time to catch up later. After all, there was the issue of where he would be living from now on.
"I'm sorry to interrupt, but we still have some things to discuss, Toshinori." Mitsuki said, bringing the attention of the man to her again. He was still embracing his son, but nodded nonetheless. He stood up, slowly breaking the hug between him and Izuku. Izuku still attached himself to Yagi's side, wearing a huge smile. Yagi smiled back before gesturing for him to follow him.
As everyone was walking out of the room, Yagi lagged behind a bit, looking at the still resting form of Inko and the flowers that he left for her. He lowered his head to see Izuku looking back up at him in confusion as to why he was staying behind. The father moved his hand to take hold of Izuku's before leading him to the side of the bed. He just had one more thing to do here before he could leave.
So with the both of them at her side, Yagi pulled up a pair of chairs for the two of them to sit beside her. It was then that Mitsuki popped back into the room to see why they didn't follow her out. She was going to speak up until she heard the blonde man speak up.
"Hey there Inko, It's me, Toshi. As you saw earlier, Mrs. Bakugo was just here, and I finally got to see our baby boy." Yagi said, pulling Izuku into a side hug. The child looked up at him before speaking to his mom as well.
"Yeah, I got a new dad! And he's super nice! I think the only thing that could make this better is if you were awake. But that's okay, I know you'll wake up one day. So I can wait." Izuku said, smiling a bit. Yagi smiled down at him, hugging him just a bit tighter, feeling happy that his son could accept him so easily. If there was one fear in his mind, it would be that his own son wouldn't want him in his life since he hadn't done anything for him in all his life. Yet, as he sat there, hugging his only son, he could not have felt any more complete. So he looked back at Inko, with a full heart, and said his final words before he had to leave.
"I know you have your worries. But I can assure you that I can take care of us. You of all people should know how capable I can be. So you can worry, but I promise you. Nothing will happen to our son as long as I'm around. You can count on that." Yagi promised, now holding the hand of Inko. There was no greater pleasure to him than this right here. With the love of his life, and their son. And the feeling was made greater when Izuku reached forward and placed his hand on top of his mothers as well. The entire family here, together again. It's something that he's wanted for as long as he can remember.
He was brought out of his thoughts when he felt something. A squeeze from...Inko?
He turned his head to her face, almost expecting her eyes to be open, but they weren't. He looked back down at her hand, seeing that her hand was still slightly squeezed down on his own. He knew that this was something commonplace with people in comas where they can show to be slightly cognizant, and sometimes move their limbs, or in this case, tense their fingers, but he knew. He knew that this was Inko telling him that she heard every word and that she understood everything. He sighed, his smile never fading.
"I love you too Inko. Now and always." He stated, getting up from his chair, gesturing for Izuku to follow him again. The young boy stayed behind for a moment longer, still looking at his mother before jumping up and giving her a gentle hug.
"I love you mommy. I'll come back and see you later, promise." He said before letting go and catching up with Yagi, who almost had a tear in his eye at how much he loved his son. But he wiped it away quick enough. This wasn't a time to be crying. He was with his family now. So he put on a brave face and gave the biggest smile he could muster. After all, If he was going to be his son's hero, he would have to show him that there was nothing to fear. Because he was here.
Now with formalities out of the way, there was still the issue of where they were going to live...which was solved relatively easily, actually.
"So...the empty lot right next to my house then, huh?" Mitsuki said as she looked at the construction sight next to her home and in the once empty lot now surrounded by a gate and filled with heavy machinery. Next to her was Toshinori and his son Izuku Yagi. He preferred the last name over Hisashi's, which in all honesty. The man just seemed like a nightmare now that had passed as quickly as it came. He wasn't going to lie, living right next to the Bakugo family? Freaking awesome. But still, there was one thing that he needed to get across to make sure that Toshinori was okay with if he was going to be living with him.
"Yeah, I figured that It wouldn't be right to have him live near where he used to live or to take him away from his normal life. Especially not away from the people that stuck with him while I wasn't there. And for that, I am eternally grateful. I don't know how to thank you enough." Toshinori said, bowing to Mitsuki. Mitsuki herself smiled at the man. She could definitely see how Inko would fall for him. They were so much alike. Though, she was more than comfortable living the rest of her life single. She honestly didn't really want to get together with anyone else. She was and always will be loyal to her late husband. For now, she was content with living as a mother to Katsuki. The young girl herself was standing next to her mother as Izuku was standing next to his father. She was taking the whole situation about as well as Izuku really. The new dad for Izuku thing had made her think about her own dad, but brushed it off. She and her mother got along fine without one, so there wasn't really much of a change there. Then when she figured out that they would be living next to each other, she was happy. Because that meant that they could play together more. Not to mention that they could train even more. Speaking of which...
"Don't worry about it Mr. Yagi. As long as you don't keep him locked away or hurt him, we should be fine. It's not like you could do any worse that what Hisashi did. But anyway, where are you going to be staying while the house is going to be built? Mitsuki asked, waving off his concerns. Toshinori stood up strait and was going to answer her question, but was interrupted when he felt a tug at his pant leg.
"Hey, dad?" Izuku asked, gaining his attention. At his side were both Izuku and Katsuki giving glances to each other as if unsure how to say what they wanted to say. Nevertheless, Toshinori gave him his undivided attention. Though admittedly, it was kind of hard to not glomp his son with how cute he was and how happy he was that he was being called 'dad'.
"Yes Izuku? Do you need something?" Yagi asked, looking between the two children. They fidgeted a bit more before speaking again.
"Well, It's just...I want to be, you know...a Hero." Izuku said hesitantly, not really knowing how Toshinori would react. Yagi on his end, gave pause before chuckling to himself and went to respond o him.
"Of course you can, I bet with your Quirk you could be-" He wasn't able to finish his sentence when Katsuki blurted the rest of what they wanted to say.
"But he doesn't have a Quirk. B-but he can still become one, right?" Katsuki asked, saying what Izuku was too nervous to admit. Now all there was to see how Toshi would react.
Toshinori was faced with a predicament. He was just told that his son wants to be a Hero, which was great, fantastic even. But...he was Quirkless. That raised more than a number of red flags. He really was happy that his son wanted to be a Hero, but without a Quirk...It was nigh impossible. There were so many Villains that could bat away countless lives within a minute with their Quirks. The whole reason every Hero has a Quirk is because It was the only way to combat Villains. Only a Quirk user could defeat another Quirk user. While he would love to support his son, he couldn't in good conscience let him out into the real world just for him to be killed by a villain with a powerful Quirk. So with a heavy heart, he was going to tell his son that...no, he couldn't become a Hero.
But before he could get another word in, Izuku spoke up again.
"I know that because I don't have a Quirk that It's going to be really dangerous, but...I don't care. I still want to become a Hero. Quirk or not. I want to be able to help people who cant help themselves! If I have to train really hard to have a chance at becoming a Hero, then I'll train ten times as hard to become one! I'll be just like All Might! He's the one that made me want to become a hero in the first place. So if I train really hard, do you think that I could become a Hero too, dad?" Izuku asked, hope in his eyes. But beyond that, Toshinori saw something in Izuku's eyes. A fire. A fire that he could tell would grow to be an inferno of determination. It made him pause. If he did train...he trained and had the heart and ambition of a true Hero, like the Symbol of Peace then...maybe...
He closed his eyes and thought about it. His own son, becoming a Hero like All Might. Becoming the next Symbol of Peace. It would be poetic really. How someone born without a Quirk could become the next number one Hero. But what if...he did have a Quirk when becoming a Hero? That was something that he would have to think about. Was he going to find a successor to that in his own son?
As he opened his eyes and looked down at his still waiting son, he saw the fire in his eyes again and thought about it a but more. He wasn't going to be able to do it forever. He couldn't wait another decade to see if there were any other good candidates. He didn't have that luxury. So if he trained his son now, and then if he was ready...
He made up his mind.
"Izuku...of course you can become a Hero. And if you're really sure you're ready for it, then I think I have a perfect training regimen for you." Toshi said, ruffling the hair of his son. Izuku and Katsuki leaped in celebration that his father would help him too. As the two were celebrating, Mitsuki was watching on with an approving smile. She was a bit worried that this Toshinori guy was going to say no to Izuku, or try to prevent him from achieving his dream, which in all fairness, would be a common thing to do if your kid had a weak Quirk, or in Izuku's case, no Quirk at all. But it was nice that he was being supportive in his son's dreams. But there was still a question that she had yet to hear the answer to though. So she cleared her throat to gain Yagi's attention again.
"Mr. Yagi, you still haven't answered my question. Where are you and Izuku going to be staying until the house is done being built?" Mitsuki asked again, making the man realize that he had almost forgotten about the question all together.
"Ah, right. Well, I figured that me and Izuku could stay in a Hotel or apartment until the construction is finished." Toshinori admitted, making Mitsuki scoff. An apartment? Like hell!
"Nuh-uh, that's not going to happen. You are going to stay in my house as a guest and that's final. No 'ifs' 'ands' or 'buts'." She stated, crossing her arms. Toshi was flabbergasted at her proposition. That was much too generous!
"W-what? Nonono. I simply can not ask that of you." Yagi tried to reason, but Mitsuki wasn't having none of it.
"Nope." She said simply, being stubborn as always.
"B-but-" Yagi tried, but was interrupted by Mitsuki once more.
"I said no 'buts'. You're going to be living with us until you get that house finished up. And I don't want t hear another word of it. We already have two spare rooms, so it's fine." She explained, leaving no room for argument. Toshinori simply stood there in disbelief that she would do that for them. Though, for the mother, it wasn't all that hard to do. She practically had Izuku as a resident in her home already, so what was one more? Finally, Toshinori decided to not try and argue with this woman any longer and concede. So he just slumped over and sighed.
Mitsuki smiled before calling over to the two kids that were now talking to each other about the different Heroes there were and how they would be the greatest ones to ever live.
"Kids, come on, lets go inside. We've had a long day today. I think we deserve some rest." The mother called, getting an 'okay' from the two children as they followed the woman to her home. Yagi looked on with a tired face, feeling worn from today's events. He knew what he was getting into when he took custody of Izuku, but he didn't think that he would be this tired already.
'Well, as they say. Plus Ultra.'
Wow, that was a chapter huh? Yeah it was. So with that in mind, we have seen another chapter of In The Right Hands. Now I know what some of you are thinking. 'When is the his Stand going to manifest?' The answer to that is simple. Soon. His determination to be a Hero and to reach that goal with his own hands will build up so much that it will manifest itself as a physical-ish form. IT can't be seen by anyone else, but that will make him such a better Hero for it. Anyway, To Create Ones Path is going to be updated next. For real this time. Anyway, see you all in the next chapter. I gotta go. Toodles~!