Who would have thought that the next chapter of my life story would be eleven months later? Not me!
Let me tell you: there is a lot of updates. Let's start the most important one.
Eri.
Eri has been doing bloody fantastic! Slowly, everybody pitched in to help her integrate into society in their unique ways. I taught her memes, so she can have some culture. Aizawa has been training her quirk so she can have some control. That way, she can be more confident in her abilities. Mom informed her about what is normal and not. For example, she says it's not typical for a kid to go around cursing and shouting memes.
I don't see the problem in that, but I digress.
Himiko instructed her on how to use a knife. Before you peeps call me out on being a horrible parent, I would like to inform everyone that she needs to defend herself somehow. Sure, Aizawa or I could teach her standard self-defense, but let us be honest with ourselves for a moment.
If someone messes with Eri, we want them dead.
Then Dabi has been playing with Eri. Despite his appearance, he is the calmest in the killer squad and will deal with anything. Mr. Compress taught her magic as he is the goddamn magician in the group. Honestly, it's more to give her a reason to prank me. He's mean like that. Spinner decided it was a great idea to teach her how to fucking drive of all things. Twice hasn't been around her too much, but he taught her how to use a ruler, at least.
Imagine having to explain to Aizawa why Eri's skill set is so random.
'These are necessary skills for a six-year-old to know in life, sir! I mean, Eri will need to know eventually! I am just giving her an advantage in survival.'
Obviously, Aizawa didn't believe that reasoning. Oh well, he can suck it.
Did I mention Eri is six? Yes, a six-year-old knowing how to use a knife and drive. Let that wrap around your head.
The only legit thing that she has learned that is appropriate that isn't school work is the piano. I thought it would help that she had a hobby some sort, so I might as well introduce her to the art of music. She has a talent for it!
Oh, and I may or may not have spoiled Eri with a bunch of clothes. Her favorite is this red overalls skirt, white t-shirt, and these little red booties. She even has a purse with it.
Next important thing: we are losing members of the Mafia.
This has been going on for a little while, and I am glad I know the reason why. One of my undercover members reported that the group they are involved in was growing in numbers, but they couldn't specify why. They can't really explain anything. They can only tell one hidden fact, or else the cover is blown. I can't message questions either. It would be too suspicious. The only thing I know is that the undercover agent there, and that they must have something worthwhile if my recruits are going to them.
For those who have no idea how we recruit members in the mafia, let me explain. Every person in Mafia was a vigilante or villain that is forced under our protection.
Think of it as a redemption program. However, if you decide to screw with us, you are done for, aka, you're dead.
The reason I noticed is that in some of the areas that I had Mafia members in, the crime rate spiked. After some research, I found that some of my members were no longer there. There wasn't any trace of where they want.
This is the most frustrating case in a while, and it isn't even one of my legal cases!
I'll figure it out eventually. No point in getting frustrated over it.
Is there anything else? Oh, Aizawa and I haven't killed each other yet! Actually, for how quickly we get shit done, the government paired us up to be partners.
Yay... please take note of my suffering.
Okay, I may be slightly over-dramatic, but I am not far off! The best way of describing it is it's like having a hormonal emo teenager in the house. However, he is always grumpy.
We have gotten along better in the past months, but that doesn't mean we haven't had our rough spots. Before, we only saw each other a few times a week because he was my trainer.
Wait, I never told you about our past! Let me give you the basics.
Aizawa and I have known one another for three years since I was 12 when I first became a detective. With how fast I was climbing the ranks, the government wanted me to be able to protect myself, so they hired Aizawa as my trainer. At this time, I have been a vigilante for a year with another year of training under someone else, so I had some experience. I can tell you that I was confident, and I had every right to be as I nearly won. The only problem was the stupid capture weapon he keeps around his neck, so he was able to snarl me at the last second. From there, our partnership blossomed into him, teaching me how to use weapons (that don't kill). When he realized that I was a detective, he gave me a case that he needed help with, and I solved it without a problem. Even when my training was finish, Aizawa still came by with cases.
That's our history! Moving on!
Anyway, now, I see him consistently. That makes it hard to do my vigilante work, but I make do with what I got.
Oh, and I guess it's important to note that he got his new class of hero students at UA. He's distracted with them, at least, notably because he only expelled one student.
I am surprised because Aizawa is known for expelling most, if not all, of his class, so credit goes to him for that. They must have potential.
Either way, it makes my life much easier even if I have to deal with his attitude problem afterward.
That's it! It's time to get back to the story!
Let's go!
I was in my office doing paperwork minding my business, and Eri is practicing piano like the precious little girl she is when I hear a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I holler.
One of my employees enters reluctantly, "Uh, sir, one of the groups you hate is protesting in front again."
"Which one?"
"The flat-earthers." I groan as I stand up.
"Alright, Eri, sweetheart, stay here and keep up the good work. I have to go kick some sense in some bitches."
Eri suddenly stops playing, glares at me in the cutest way possible, and states," No cursing!" Oh my gosh, she is crossing her arms and everything! She is becoming me! I am so flipping proud right now, but it's hard to keep a straight face.
"Got it!" After giving her a quick kiss on her head (literally the only person I will do it for despite my germaphobia), I head outside to see the crowd dancing in front of one of the entrances while chanting 'the Earth is flat!'
Oh boy.
I go over to them and clap my hands, "Didn't I tell ya'll that you can't fucking do this here? Until never, stop spreading false information." I can see phones pulled out and recording. Honestly, this is so normal it's ridiculous. I cause a lot of drama here. For fuck sakes, I have a segment in Present Mic's radiostation because of it!
One of the idiots decide to attempt to argue with me, "Yet the anti-Endeavors can protest?" For anyone curious, Endeavor is the number two hero with a quirk called Hellfire. Basically, he sucks.
"Yes."
"WHY?!"
"Because Endeavor sucks ass. Like, he is a horrible hero. He fights and does cases, but he certainly doesn't save people. In fact, he has accidentally killed people before because of how reckless he is! I choose who protests and not because this is my property. Now, you have two minutes to get off the property. If you are not off by then, I will grab my megaphone and start screeching."
That gets them off the property real quick.
I go back inside and head back to my office when I hear Eri's voice through the door, " Izu is busy, please hold. No, you can't threaten me with the tickle monster!" She really is becoming me. I enter the room, and I see her eyes light up as she raises my phone to me, "It's for you!"
With a smile, I ruffle Eri's hair as I take the phone, "Good job, Eri! Why don't you go annoy one of the employees?" She salutes me as she grabs her playing cards and runs out. I chuckle as I bring the phone to my ear, "Why the flip were you threatening Eri, Eraser?"
"Don't be dramatic. I need you to come to UA. The media broke through the gate, and Nezu wants you on the case." Aizawa says in his dull tone through the phone. I start getting my things together.
"How long ago?"
"Ten minutes. We were struggling to get the media out."
"Fuck, the idiots probably messed up with evidence. Give me ten minutes to get there, and expect Eri with me."
"Don't take the motorcycle if she is with you."
"...make that 20. See you." I hang up, fix my jacket, and head out to look for Eri while calling for a taxi.
Traffic was a bitch, so it took us an extra five minutes to get there.
When we step out of the taxi, I bend down to Eri's height, " Alright, Eri. This place is enormous, so I want you to always hold my hand and stay close, okay? We are probably going to get lost with how easily I can get lost, but I don't want to be without you, alright?"
"Yes, Izu!" Eri exclaims, but I can tell she is nervous because the UA building can be frightening, and that means a lot of new people. She is getting people, but she is still shy of new people. Hand-in-hand, we walk to the gate. Outside of the gate, Aizawa, along with Nezu (a literal smart rat), Power-loader (a mole and also the support lab teacher), and Hound Dog (a dog and even the school counselor). I give her hand a comforting squeeze as we approach.
Nezu walks forward, looking way too happy, "Am I a mouse? Am I a bear? Whatever I may be, I am the principal of UA highschool! You must be Detective Izuku and Eri. I have heard so much about you two!" What kind of drugs is he on?
"Yip yip. Jeez, they didn't leave anything behind, huh? The gate is far gone. The gate was steel, right?" Nezu starts grinning.
"Correct."
"They must have had contact with the gate because of the accuracy, or they are really flipping good with their quirk. However, I am sticking with contact. With no evidence left behind and the surrounding walls showing no signs of damage, I think a disappearing quirk of some sort like the Vigilante or similar to that. If the stupid media wasn't here, I would have more. Do we have footage?"
"Of course! Come this way. Aizawa, can you take Eri for a bit?" Nezu eyes hold a distinct look despite his cheerful facial structures. He has to have something planned. I don't know what, but he does.
Aizawa nods and walks over, taking Eri's hand. However, before he moves away, he leans forward and whispers, "Be careful." With that, Eri and Aizawa leave. After I nod at Power-loader and Hound Dog, Nezu and I head to his office.
Honestly, I feel like God is about to strike me down.
Nezu sits in this desk that is way too big, and here I am standing in front of Stewart Little. For some reason, he isn't saying anything. I have no patience for this.
I start the conversation, "You're after something, so go ahead and say it."
Nezu chuckles, " You always were impatient, huh, Virus?"
I huff out a laugh. Well, this is dangerous. I don't know what Nezu could be after, but he has me wrapped around his finger. Fuck. For now, I need to keep up my persona.
I grin, "Should have known. What are you going to do with it? Report it? I deny that's your style, so what's the deal?" No point in asking how Nezu figured it out.
"I promise I am not going to report you as long as you do what I am about to ask."
"Ooo, do I get to kill someone?" I tease stupidly.
"If it's to protect my students, yes. I won't reveal your identity if you protect the students. You have more access to the underground than me, so you know way more than I do."
"It has something to do with the break-in, yes?"
"I believe this will give some context. Come here." I walk up to his desk as he spins the monitor around to face me. On the monitor is the footage of the gate. I watch it crumble into dust, and then the media rushing in.
Oh, that clicks.
"We have already checked the reporters?" I ask. I am so glad I can finally use my underground information.
"Yes," Nezu responds with a smile.
"You believe the media was used as a distraction to enter your school, right? Have you checked where you hold your information?"
"Of course, and the information was shuffled."
"Can I see the footage?"
"We don't have cameras in there." I suddenly look at him with the most exasperated look.
"Are you fucking kidding me? You're supposed to be the most secure school, yet you don't have cameras in your information room?!"
"We don't have cameras in general. We only have it around the boundaries." I so want to smash my head on his desk right now.
"Here's a recommendation: stop putting so much money in flipping robots because the exam is shit anyway and invest it into bloody cameras! You're just fucking lucky I have an idea of what happened!"
"Oh?"
"One of my undercover people has a warp quirk that allows them to go anywhere as long as they have coordinates. That would line up with the rising crime rate in the nearby towns because some of my members have been disappearing. Apparently, they are going to the group that the undercover agent is in. If all my speculations are correct, they plan on attacking your dumbass school."
"Any idea why?" I sigh as I run my hand through my hair.
"I have two ideas: the first is just for attention. the second, and correct me if I am wrong, but you hired All Might as a teacher this year, right?"
"Yes. What are you pointing at?"
"Just another dumbass group trying to kill All Might. I don't know why they would risk death for that, but alright. But damn, you're in a dangerous situation. My members are not weaklings. I mean, they aren't powerful, but they aren't weak either."
"Could you defeat them if they were to attack the school?"
"Do you not keep track of me?"
"That is true. Based on this meeting, I would like your help in protecting UA. Obviously, I can't have you going around in your usual uniform. However, if you know when and where the attack is, you can break in and do what you will without hurting the students or staff."
"Question: Do I get to punch Eraserhead in the face? Like, I need some revenge, and I am desperate at this point."
"As long as you don't permanently injure him. Do you accept?"
"Under that guideline? Yes."
"I have another request."
"Great, what now?"
"I want you around UA to help the students. Your skills would be beneficial."
I sigh, "I don't have a choice, do I?"
"Nope! Now, here's your keycard, and I want you to go ahead and meet class 1-A. They will be your guinea pigs. I expect great things from you, Virus." I take the card as I glare at the way too hyper rat.
"Yada yada, where is 1-A? You need someone to show me unless you want me to get lost in your hell hole."
"I'll let Midnight guide you there. See you soon!" I don't even bother to respond as I leave the room.
Damn rat.