"Name's Ine. Himura Investigations. Glad to meet you all, unfortunate to see one of you still alive," Inari says while she closes the door.

"Likewise," Erasurehead says dryly, making Inari grin. She walks over and sits in the only empty chair.

"I found it odd that you would contact me yesterday, hours after the breach," A small animal, Nezu, sitting on many books to see above the table, says cheerfully.

"I found it odd those damn harpies managed to get into UA Grounds," Inari shrugs, leaning back against the chair. "The kids okay? Being trampled by a crowd sucks."

"No one had been trampled. There were minor injuries unfortunately. We got careless in practicing intruder procedures with security breaches never happening," Nezu explains. Inari chuckles wryly and scratches her ear.

"During the breach, Momiji was confused by the harpies intruding on school grounds, so she used her Quirk and saw the probability of what could have caused the breach," Inari explains, getting down to business. She frowns and crosses her arms.

"She saw 85% on the probability of a villain causing the breach. I hope she's wrong, but I know none of those reporters have a Quirk that can disintegrate stuff."

"Yes, Himura-san mentioned it. It's what prompted my decision to update the security as quickly as I can!" Nezu says cheerfully. Inari chuckles slightly and rolls her neck.

"I also have an... interest in this disintegrating Quirk. There's a cold case I investigate on my own time that had suspected a similar Quirk," The white haired woman shrugs, glancing off to the side. "It's five years old, but I want to be sure they aren't tied together."

"Oh? From what I've heard about you, you don't like cold cases," The white rat states, making Inari raise her eyebrow.

"This one's... a bit different. The only reason's it's cold is because no officer or investigator wants to risk their life to solve it," Inari struggles to keep her explanation vague.

Inari sighs and rubs her eyes. "It's–I know it looks weird for me to ask to investigate so soon, but I just want to make sure it won't harm my siblings, the students, or be tied to the cold case. I won't ask to be paid, this isn't a case I was hired to do."

"You'll need an ID to pass through the gate. Will you need anything to help with your investigation?" Nezu asks curiously, making Inari grin.

"I wanna shadow Eraserhead's class. I heard he didn't expell any of his students and I wanna know how they got to him so fast," She says. Eraserhead sighs heavily and puts his head in his hands.

"No. I'd rather die."

"You'd rather die than have a normal sleep schedule, your point is invalid."

"I am not dealing with you and your ability to attract trouble again. Fucking problem child."

Oh, I'm going to love this.


"You know Joke misses you. She's still waiting on that yes," Inari teases, walking next to the exasperated Eraserhead.

"No one will find your body," Eraserhead snarks dryly, glaring heavily at the smirking 18 year old.

"I know, I know. You're waiting on Mic's yes. Just teasing you," Inari cheers with a shrug. His glare gets worse, making Inari laugh.

She places her hands behind her head and leans back slightly. Her smile falters slightly while she stares up at the ceiling.

"Since you're their teacher, I'll make sure to keep you informed," Inari says so quietly, Shōta could barely hear her. He glances over at her with narrowed eyes.

"Don't. We'll talk later," The white haired woman interrupts the older man before he could speak. "I don't trust unknown walls." She glances up with narrowed eyes.

"You better, problem child."

"I will, Shōta."

The two end their silent conversation when they reach Eraserhead's classroom. Inari grins mischievously and opens the door before Eraserhead could say anything.

"Hello, Eraserhead's future problem children! How's it going?" Inari asks cheerfully, walking into the classroom. The class jumps in surprise, glancing up at the average height woman.

"Who are you?" A 15 year old boy with bright red hair, bright red eyes, and fair skin asks curiously while Inari jumps up and sits on the podium.

"With yesterday's harpy incident, I's called to help you future heroes with how to deal with harpies and how to work with those in law enforcement. It's meant to be something you'll do next year, but with All Might being a teacher here, Nezu-san's doin' it early," Inari explains, swinging her legs back and forth. "Name's Ine. Y'all can call me Ine, Private Investigator, PI, barely functioning adult, whatever. I'm a private investigator at Himura Investigations. Nice to meet y'all."

"No way! You're work is so amazing! You do even better than some of the top heroes in investigations!" A 15 year old boy with curly green hair, bright green eyes, and freckled pale skin exclaims. Inari blinks in surprise, not expecting anyone to know her.

"I didn't realize people followed my work. Nice meeting you, kid. What's your name?" She asks, leaning her elbow on her leg. The boy blushes and averts his gaze.

"M-Midoriya Izuku, Ine-san," He stutters, making Inari stare at him in surprise. Holy shit, the son of Midoriya Inko, the best fucking lawyer out there?

"Problem Child," Eraserhead says dryly, closing the door behind him. Inari smiles innocently, not making any move to get off the podium.

"For me to better understand you fetuses, I'm gonna ask one question," The white haired woman gets down to business, raising a finger. "Answer truthfully and don't answer with what you were taught. Answer with your opinion."

"Don't call me a fucking fetus! You're basically the same fucking age as us!" A 15 year old boy with ash blonde hair, bright red eyes, and fair skin shouts loudly. Inari stares at him with a cheeky grin.

"Ooh, I like you!" Inari laughs before leaning back, expression going serious.

"What makes a villain?" Inari asks her question, earning a glare from Eraserhead. He sighs heavily and crawls into his sleeping bag to sleep.

"Who's the class rep?" The young private investigator rolls her eyes at Eraserhead's antics.

"I am, Ine-san! Iida Tenya," A tall 15 year old boy with dark blue hair, dark blue eyes, and fair skin stands up and speaks up loudly.

"What's your answer?" Inari asks, cracking her fingers.

"A villain is a criminal who is responsible for damage, harm, or trouble for the public and for law enforcement!" Tenya explains, making Ine frown.

"You all agree with that definition?" She asks the rest of the class, groaning after she sees the other students nod their heads. Inari quietly notes that Izuku and Katsuki didn't nod their heads.

"This is going to be hard to fix," Inari groans, running an hand through her hair.

"Okay, so you guys remember all the stuff watching heroes taught you, yeah? Like when you saw fights on the news, or listened to their interviews, you remember key things they talked about or repeated. You remember those things?" The class nod their heads.

"Forget it all. It's either some amount bullshit, or something horrible that society as normalized as 'right'. Y'all are the next generation of heroes. Any of you turn out like that flaming trash Endeavor or that fucking harpy bitch, Uwabami, I'm gonna hit you with my cast iron pan named Basic Human Decency," Inari says seriously, making confusion run through all the students. Inari claps her hands and jumps off the podium.

"There might be a future for them yet."


Yo! Hope you like the new chapter! Sorry I haven't updated in, like, months. I've had writer's block. Bye!