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As soon as she got into her room she sat at her desk as she looked through her mail. Saving the box for last as per usual.
Nothing really new besides the obvious, just some letters she still got from some of her fans and people she helped before her retirement from heroism, although there was a reminder from her agency about a black tie gala that will be hosted there in 3 days for a charity event. (Just because she was retired it did not mean that she did stop her donations to the local charities and orphanages and children's hospitals and such; still no matter how many donations she does She still hasn't made a dent in her account)
'Speaking of it, I'll need to choose a dress for the event, I'm glad the girls got me a whole set of clothes that would fit my size after we moved into the dorms, it would be pretty awkward to arrive in an oversized dress.' She thought to herself as she looked at the letters from her fans.
Of course there was a letter from Amaro Ame, there was always a letter from him in her mail box nearly everyday, A love letter, again she declined his invitation to go on a date with him, as stated before she was not interested in romance.
One was from an orphan who she rescued some time back who now had a family of her own as she had been adopted recently and thank her once again because it was thanks to her that she was alive and now had a new family to love her.
One was from one of her older fans, sending his thanks to her for her hard work even after retirement and offer her some recommendations for some medicinal recipes to help her with her condition, which she appreciated.
And One was from one of her old classmates, surprisingly, Ami, offering both an apology for how she had treated her way back in middle school and saying thank you for her generous donations to children's hospital in Osaka which she currently worked at.
Lastly, where is the red box that came in. She knew who it was from, having received this box many times for years since her debut in Japan after her time in America, usually once a month, quite rarely twice but for what reason? She didn't know.
It with always consists of a letter along with other little goodies inside every once in a while, sometimes candy, sometimes little erasers that were small and came in different variety of shapes and themes, sometimes simple but cute little hair accessories, on a rare occasion small simple pieces of jewelry or a beautiful haiku from some older books dating back 200 years ago, sometimes a little packet of animal bandages that she could carry with her which was nice and was handy for in case someone gets a cut, different tea packets, to name a few..
Letters were never pushy nor overbearing, had no offense, were pleasant and never unnerved her, they were kind and sweet too. The writing reminded her of how some writings were in books and novels in an old fashioned style.
When she opened it, she saw that this time there were a few packets of oolong tea and a cute little brown long haired Himalayan cat keychain.
'Cute.'
She thought to herself before she set them aside as she unfolded the later and read what it said:
"To my dearest All Might,
While you may have retired from the life of heroism several years ago, you are still to everyone an inspirational woman with a kind and heroic hear.
Sweet is your heart of how much you care for us all, Gentle and there to aid even if you are now just a teacher now, but take to heart that teaching is a wonderful privilege which I have no doubt you cherish and is a blessing never to take for granted as I only imagine how hard you work to help your students grow so they may rise up and become the next generations of champions of justice, while true it may not always be easy, it brings such abundant fruits that sprouts from the works of your labour.
Still I am by no means trying to seduce you at all, I'd merely like to give words of encouragement to a retired veteran pro, also I ask how you are doing, and how your health has been.
Its true that your personal health is none of my business, still I send you my regards, I hope you are well and you are happy.
Some feel miserable when they are ill in some sense or another, but even from afar I can tell that you are not one to let your health be a hindrance to your life, something I admire about you, how determined you are and stubborn but strong your will is to keep moving forward even in gloomy and not so pleasant times.
Which inspires me to do the same with my own condition, yet my concerns are more towards you even as I'm aware that my health matters too.
How you remain strong and happy is something that has boggled my curious mind, often do I wonder how you do it.
Long do I want to meet you so that i may ask you myself, to get to know the person under the cape.
To get to know the person who stride to become a hero, to know about things from your perspective, perhaps even help me to understand things from a different angle, though I will not force you to give me an interview, I'm not one of those media reporters as I know they at times can be a nuisance, If you want to tell me then it is of your own accord alone whether you want to or not.
Often do I wonder if we will ever meet, though I'd like not to make you uncomfortable nor be a bother to you, who knows what life may have in store for us both?
We will both just have to wait and see.
For now I'm content with just writing you letters and sending you a small gift here and there to show you my admiration and thanks to you for your hard work and your efforts.
The gifts I send are yours to do with however you please, whether you shall keep them or give them away I am perfectly fine with that, if I can make someone happy with these gifts then I'm happy.
I hope this letter finds you well and i hope that my letters have brought a smile to you, to tell you that you will never be forgotten even as time goes on and we all become old, that your legacy lives in the heroes you train who will be the stars of tomorrow, living on in their hearts as they soar to their dreams.
Sincerely yours, E.K."
A smile came to her yet again for this letter like the others was well appreciated, a kind gesture and a thoughtful gift to give to any retired veteran pro.
Just reading these words made her smile.
She wondered who this E.K. person is, as she had been curious since she started to get these years ago
She doesn't know much about him other then several facts she knew from her time since receiving these letters:
He was an admirer of hers and have been for years since her debut since around that time was when she had officially opened up her hero agency because that was when she started getting fan letters including the ones she had been getting for all this time from him. This admirer was a male who was older then her, though by how much she never figured it out. As of several years ago He too had had some poor health problems though never specify how bad his health was though she got the gist that it at times could make him feel bit depressed and his life rough yet she was the one to inspire him to push forward despite his ailing well-being. He only sent her these boxs only once a month and rarely twice as a way to give her space and not appear to be a stalker which of his consideration of her feelings she appreciated. He had always watched her from afar when given the chance yet had never meet in person, had wanted to meet her but seem to be kind of shy to do so. And He liked to be mysterious to make things interesting which he had succeeded in for her, but also some of it was because again he was shy.
If she could she would write letters back to him telling him that she appreciated his letters and his kind words and the little gifts that he gave her. But sadly she couldn't as each time she got them there was never a return address so she could never write a thank you letter back.
Though This absolutely did not mean that she was in love with this guy as she had never met him And again she doesn't know much about him other than what she already indicated, But indeed she too would like to meet him just to see the face of her admirer.
She was thankful that Aizawa was the one to retrieve her mail from the mail cubby box and not any of the female staff members (Specifically Hizashi and Nemuri), otherwise she was not going to hear the end of it, again. Not to mention that the girls would try to keep pushing her to meet this guy, which she had adamantly refused time and again saying that she had no interest in finding romance, but as usual they wouldn't listen, yes they were looking out for her and wanted her to be happy but If she were to find romance she wanted to find it on her own If she desires to seek it.
Opening the drawer, she put the letter in there adding to her growing pile of letters she had gotten from him specifically, and put the gifts she got from him in a drawer next to that one as she'll decide what to do with these new gifts later. As for The box that held lettering items, She put that in a separate drawer on its own as she could use it for storing items later as a way to organize.
For now, she had papers to grade, Not too much this time thankfully from her having done most of it yesterday so that she had more time today to spend it with the girls on their girls day out.
These tests were not going to grade themselves, Even if she still cannot decide which was harder and more tiresome: grading test papers at school or taking care of paperwork at her agency.
ELSEWHERE, LOCATION UNKNOWN
He sat in the dark as he was playing a game by himself, one that he had had back when he was a kid, a game that he sometimes played with the others but prefer to play by himself mainly even after having beaten it he wanted to test himself in the time trials, in his room as He as well as the others were going about their own personal business.
His attempt once again was foiled. Much to his distase and irritation.
This Time it was by stranger of all people, And then was the very convincing illusion based quirk. (Seriously He really look like the man he feared and hated the most, He nearly soiled himself just thinking about it).
While he was upset, He remembered to take a breath and calm down. Even If you fail today, he wasn't going to give up.
Patience is a virtue he was aware, And it always paid off in the end No matter how many times some things don't go as planned in the beginning, and that had always been right, This time would be no different.
He paused his game after beating the last boss during the time trial stopping the game right in the middle of the enemy exploding, He looked back at what took place several years ago.
The plan that he has concocted a while back.
Flashback, some years ago
"You called us boss." the shortest man of his group ask him as he along with two others gathered around him.
They were a gang that had been foiled by that heroine in the past, and wanted to get back at her by any means.
Yes what she doesn't know is that he had been one of her past enemies, thankfully only had fought against him once so she hadn't recognized his voice all this time, that and he had gone complete facial plastic surgery so to not be recognize. The whole act being a part of his ruse.
His members were her enemies too, they too had gotten surgery and into disguises so to not be recognized
He was the only one with the level head and patience (80% of the time) to keep his other subordinates from trying to kill each other as it was clearly obvious since day one that they didn't like each other.
It was a wonder how they managed to stay together this past year since they met, a group of outcasts thrown aside by society, beaten by her, dawned on new personas to fit into the crowd waiting to strike.
They had some arguments here and there still no matter what the case, but in the end they managed to collaborate, somehow.
While most of them would rather do missions solo, for this one in particular this would need all of them to play a part.
"Yes, I've got a plan, One that I've had on my mind all this time. One that, while it may take some time before we get to the best part, will get us the victory we deserve." He told him and his cohorts.
"How so?" the skinniest of the gang asked.
"And it better be good too, The last plan you had was pretty expensive and very painful." Said the biggest and the chubbiest men of the gang, irritated.
"Oh trust me, it will be. And as for the last plan, that was only just step one of the real plan of mine, One that none of those other idiots out there not for thought to concoct, Though it will require a lot of patience and careful work on our part, but once we've played our cards right we will reap in the rewards that we so rightfully deserve." He replied.
"Team work, again?" The short guy asked, signing in irritated exasperation.
"A long term one this time, yes." He told him. " Now I understand that that isn't how you guys really fly, but trust me when I say, this time around among any other time will lead to more grand results."
Standing up from his office seat he approached his gang:
Him: I do I know
A way that we can grow
Time to try something new, something better
No more solo, trust is the way to go
And all we need to do is work together
Chubby: Oh yeah?
Do tell, but still, I feel the need to say
I'm smarter, stronger, and I don't need These two (points to his other two teammates)
Skinny: Ha! Stronger?
Okay, I guess we'll downplay
Shorty:How bad you got your rear end handed to you (he and skinny chuckled as chubby growled)
Him: It's time to try a better way to be bad
All but him: Do we really need a better way to be bad? (Brows raised)
Him: United as one
Shorty: Teamwork? Please, what a fad.
Him: Combine all our strength, we'll go to any length
Now we have a better way to be bad
With a simple glare he soon got the skinny and chubby guy to do a trust fall as he and the short guy did the same. Reminding them by doing this it will remind them that they needed to have teamwork if they wanted to achieve any goal that they planned to reach.
Him: Let's go begin, this time we're gonna win (the skinny guy fell but his partner chose not to catch him on purpose as he landed hard on the floor)
Skinny: The ice She's on is thin, more so then this guy (pointed to his "partner" who stuck his tongue at him while shorty was caught by his boss)
Him: I know you're in
Shorty: You say with a big grin
Chubby: For all this junk This better not be a lie
"Nope, i promise you that." He told the fat guy immediately as Skinny got up and Shorty stood back up.
Him: This time, we've got a better way to be bad
All but him: Sounds like a long shot, this "better way" to be bad
Him: United as one, we'll make that hero so sad
Chubby: (Irritated) If we say "okay", would you tell us right-a-way?
Him: Yes we got a better way to be bad
We want to ruin her career
We want to make her weak
We want revenge, Give her a-fright
We'll win now that she's a freak
So let's increase our chances
By working as a team
To make her watch as we'll triumph
And laugh as tears will stream!
He sang as they all were laughing sinisterly and proudly.
Chubby: I think I see a better way to be bad
Skinny: Just put me in charge
Shorty: No no me,
Both: You'll be glad
Him: No! Listen to me, I'm the best of us, Si
All of them: Then you'll see a better way to be bad
He then cleared his throat.
Him: Yes! I Know a thing, a better way to be bad
Skinny: How so, tell us I demand!
Shorty: Of your plan this doodad
Him: Hey! This is my song.
Chubby: For how much longer? (He walks back to his chair, smacks the big guy in the back of his head for sounding cocky, as they sang once more
Him: A better way to be bad
Shorty: Tell me now, I've gone mad!
Chubby: Won't that hero be sad?
Skinny: That would make me so glad
All of them: Now we've got a better way to be baaaaaad!
"Alright gentleman," He said as the song ended, "Here is the real plan.."
Present time, flashback ends
He grinned sinisterly at the mere thought, He could not help but be delighted with The fruits that were produced so far from this latest plan of his so far.
Sure his attempts to get closer to her were a bust, And this latest one made his patience run a bit thin (a "my bad" moment there), but no matter, he will achieve his goal soon enough.
By getting closer to her under his faux disguise, Even if it hasn't exactly led to results that he was aiming for, she'll never know what hit her until its too late.
After having tested and experimented his quirk many times before in the past, he had no doubt that he will succeed one way or another, though using it will be a back up plan mainly if things go south.
She's already fallen for his act. She has no idea it's him.
By having her fall for one ruse, he'll fool her with another, shrouding the real case in the matter until it's all over for her.
He chuckled as he pulled out an image of her he took of her when she and her friends were at the cafe earlier that day.
"Sooner or later, You will be mine my dear..."
A better way to be bad - My Little Pony Friendship is magic (several pieces of lyrics were changed to fit it into the scenario)
So sorry this took way too long, I hope this was not rushed, if it was to you please forgive me, I wanted to get this done as soon as possible so I can move on to the next chapter and hopefully this time not have any more delays now I've gotten certain activities out of the way.
Again, too many distractions and writers block is just a pain in the tailbone.
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