Young Kimura was silent as she mused through what she was just informed. Toshinori doesn't blame her, he himself was shocked when Nana told him about the existence of a quirk which could be passed on.
He hasn't told her about its origins yet, but this girl has an innate heroic spirit, a powerful quirk which compliments One for All and the brains to back it up, she is the perfect candidate.
"Young Kimura, " Toshinori spoke up, hesitant, "say, would you be able to control the energy output of my quirk?"
The amber-eyed term blinked up at him, confused.
"Well, yes, I suppose." She looks down and muses, "but you'll have to let me. Quirk energies are very hard to control but I can manipulate it to a certain degree, maybe dail the energy output down." She looks back up at him and tilts her head, "why ask?"
Perfect. Toshinori smiles, "Then, Young Lady, I would like to ask you something."
"Yes?" Her voice is quiet, as she calmly looked at him, waiting for him to continue the sentence.
"For quite some time, I have been looking for a successor to my power." He sighs, and the girl's eyes widen. To the side Tsukauchi straightens up with surprise in his eyes, "Young Kimura, I would like you to..."
"I would like you to assist my successor in mastering my quirk."
Tsukauchi sighs a little, for a moment, he thought Yagi was about to offer the girl his quirk. The girl seems to breathe a sigh of relief, and she pats herself on the chest a little.
"For a moment there I thought you were about to offer me your quirk." She almost wheezes, "thank God, that amount of power would blow anyone up." She then looks up to face Yagi, "but, why?"
"Your Quirk compliments One for All perfectly." After a moment, Yagi explains, "I plan on finding a successor within these two years, preferably around your age so they can have time to get used to it." He places his hand on the girl's shoulder, and Naomasa couldn't help but notice the small but sharp and violent jolt that came with it. (A flinch, his mind later provided) "You have an innate heroic spirit and a good understanding of your own quirk, to top it off you have the brains to complete it all." Yagi smiles, "my quirk can be very hard to control, but with someone capable of controlling the output of my quirk, and even around the same age as the successor I wish to find, it will be a lot easier for them to master One for All."
This is a good plan, actually. Tsukauchi muses, if such an amount of energy is passed onto someone it'll probably be very hard to control it without assistance. Then suddenly enters Kimura, with such a peculiar quirk, capable of controlling the energy output of the immense power of One For All.
"I suppose..." Kimura hums, "plus, I am aiming to get in UA, " she adds, "which will probably be a convince since I'd bet your successor is going to take the Hero Course here, right?" She asked and was responded with a nod. "Then..." She frowns for a moment, and smiles, "I accept."
Nezu watched as All Might patted the girl on the shoulder, laughing brightly as the girl chuckled. To any outsider she might've seemed normal, but Nezu noticed.
The girl is uncomfortable. Her posture is too stiff; she kept eyeing his hand and the doors, she won't look them in the eye but instead maybe their brows or somewhere in their hair. Her legs are positioned in a way to brace for contact. A contact much harder than a pat on the shoulders or generally any friendly gesture.
Bracing for attack, checking for paths of escape and looking out for any hints of a hit... Whoever it's from, Kimura Akemi has been abused. To the point where she's used to it, and is always bracing for it, waiting for it to happen.
She also flinched earlier, when All Might touched her. It was subtle, well masked as surprise for a girl her age, but Nezu knows the sighs of abuse when he sees it.
He watches carefully when All Might exits his office, Tsukauchi standing just in the doorway as Kimura left the notebook at his request, and began to approach the exit. But then she did something which confirmed everything he saw.
Kimura stopped, and began chatting with Tsukauchi, switching topics a mile an hour and making jokes, and waited until the doorway is completely clear before finally exiting the room, and for the entire progress, she's always beyond an arm's length from both adults.
"Kimura-chan?" Before the girl leaves, he calls out. Outside the open door the girl turns around, tilting her head.
"Yes?"
"Are you alright?"
The sudden question seems to stun the girl for a split second. And with his enhanced senses Nezu caught her micro-expressions easily, picking up her panicked look even if it was gone so fast he wouldn't have seen it if he wasn't looking for it.
"Why are you asking?" She grinned, almost genuine, "of course I'm fine!"
She gave a cheerful wave, and Nezu felt bad for the girl. Such a nice, funny child, abused for at least years' time.
"Tsukauchi-Keiji, " he calls out, and the man turns to face him, "I'm sure you've noticed too?"
The man nodded, sighing.
"If I'm not mistaken, this girl's father is Kimura Geikyō." Tsukauchi said, "for a man outside of the hero industry, he has quite a bit of influence... I'd hate to think that Kimura-chan is in such an environment, but the signs said it all." He looked at the door, "more importantly the girl is masking it."
Nezu nodded and took a sip of his tea as he flipped open the notebook, and brushed his paw across a corner, stained with blood and watermarks, and he looks up. "She probably doesn't want us to help, and no matter how many evidence there is, if the victim doesn't want us to interfere, we cannot." He sighs.
"We'll just have to make her trust us."
Please RnR for Geikyō to be caught!
