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Chapter 7
revelation

"I'll knock you off your throne and take your place in 1-A."

Shinsou took a few steps back—giving some space for the brunette. He knew his words were bold and harsh. He shouldn't have put the blame on her, but it was his emotions that took over. U.A. accepted her as a late entry and gave her a special seat in 1-A's hero course while each class has the maximum of 20 students each.

It irked him.

Why didn't they give that spot to someone who has a useful quirk like him?

Brainwashing.

He can brainwash people to do anything he wants.

Was it because he's weak? Lacking the physique of a hero?

The girl was getting many privileges from U.A just because she has a rare quirk that can heal and do many other things.

He envied her quirk.

He envied her.

"Okay."

The purple-haired teen blinked, eyes slightly wide when he heard the reply. "What?"

Hikari flashed him a grin, giving a thumbs-up as well. "I said 'okay'!" she repeated. She understood how Shinsou felt. It was her fault that Shinsou didn't get a seat in 1-A. And what he said was true, U.A. wouldn't just give her up that easily just because she asked to switch with him. If she could, she would. "Good luck, Shinsou! Prove them wrong for putting you in general studies!" she cheered him on.

Shinsou stared at her weirdly. "You… do realize what I meant, right? I said I'm going to replace you in 1-A." he clarified, explaining one more time to her in case she misunderstood. He doubts that she didn't understand. What he said was loud and clear—that even a five-year old can understand.

"I know and I said 'okay'!" Hikari repeated for the second time, the same grin plastered on her face.

Shinsou clicked his tongue. "You're weird…" he rubbed the back of his neck before turning around to walk the opposite of where the brunette was going.

He found it weird that the girl could still remain positive after he directly insulted and threatened to take her place. He expected her to accept his declaration of war with equal determination to keep her place in the hero course. But she didn't. She even encouraged him to knock her out of the hero class. It's almost as if she wanted to give her spot up just for him.

She chooses friendship over something so important—something that every student would give anything to be in her place.

The boy scoffed.

Friends?

Were they even friends?

He disliked her, really.

His new rival.

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Hikari watched the purple-haired teen walk away, staring at his back until he was no longer in her line of sight. A soft sigh escaped her lips. She had hope to become friends with Shinsou. Despite their first encounter, she found him as a really interesting person—he reminded her a little of Ienzo with a little mix of Cloud and somehow similar to Aizawa. She didn't expect their friendship to just end within a week. Though, she decided to leave Shinsou as he is. Maybe in a few days, he might cool down and become friends with her again.

She turned around to continue her way to the teachers' office.

'First things' first… Gotta focus on now.' Hikari held the paper bag in her hand tighter, holding it close to her stomach.

She has a few ideas why Aizawa called her to the teachers' office and all of them involves the USJ attack. She had thought up a few stories to explain and she even thought up a few backup plans if they question about the keyblade. She wasn't the best at lying or acting, but she'll try her best to deceive them from finding out about other worlds.

The brunette stood in front of the sliding doors. She could hear the indistinct conversation from the other side of the door.

She knocked on the door twice.

"Pardon me!" the noise behind the door stopped almost immediately at her arrival. She waited for someone to respond to her call.

"C'mon in, young listener!"

The brunette slides the door open and bowed her head in greeting before walking inside. Her eyes scanned the room and found most of her teachers inside—probably because it was still lunch time. She spotted Present Mic at his own table—waving his hands happily at her. She responded with a small wave of her own before looking over to the rest of the teachers. Her homeroom teacher was nowhere to be seen inside the office.

"Wha'cha got there, girl?" Present Mic asked when he saw the paper bag in her hand.

Hikari turned her head to look at the man. "Oh, uh, it's for Mr. Aizawa actually." She said sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. Though, all the teachers seemed to be busy with their own work, she could feel that they were keeping their eyes on her. "It's something that'll help him heal faster—I have one for Mr. Thirteen too if he's not healed yet!" she added, not forgetting about the gentlemanly hero.

"Oh, you're so thoughtful!" Midnight squealed, giggling to herself. "But you don't have to worry about Thirteen, he's already back on his feet." She reassured with a smile.

The keyblade wielder smiled in return. "Haha, that's a relief!" she placed a hand over her chest as she sighed. She was glad to hear that Thirteen is alright.

"The stuff you gave them really work wonders!" Present Mic said from his table. He leaned against his chair with his arms crossed as a grin appeared on his face. "Eraserhead was so beaten up! He's gotten so much better now!" he laughed.

Hikari laughed nervously. 'That's what you call better? He's still a mummy!' she noticed a slight change in the atmosphere. It was stiff and awkward a few seconds ago. "I didn't know whether I should've given him one or two—looks like I should've given Mr. Aizawa two, huh?" she smiled.

"Nonsense! You already did the best you can! Leave the rest to us teachers, okay kiddo?" Present Mic replied, giving a pose.

"Can I still give Mr. Aizawa the potion?" Hikari raised the paper bag, pointing her finger at it.

Present Mic nodded. "Of course! He'll appreciate it!" he motioned his hand for the brunette to come towards his table. The brunette nodded and walked around the tables to reach the blond man's cubicle. "You can put it right there! It's Eraser's table!" he pointed his finger at the table beside him.

Hikari nodded, placing the paper bag on her teacher's table. "Can I—uh ask where Mr. Aizawa is? He asked me to come here to talk about something, I guess?" she said rather unsurely, turning to Present Mic for an answer.

They never told her the reason why they wanted her to come.

"He's taking a little bathroom break." Midnight informed, laughing.

Hikari blinked. "Uh… okay?" she shifted awkwardly. 'TMI much?'

"Should I come back later then?"

"You can wait here. I'm sure he'll be back soon."

The keyblade wielder nodded and stood beside Present Mic's chair.

"Did you make it by yourself?" Midnight asked curiously, revering to the potion.

"Nah! It's impossible for me!" Hikari laughed. No matter how good she is in chemistry, she could never make her own potion. She'd rather buy them from Mog than go through all the trouble to make them. She doesn't even know the ingredients to make one. Making potions were Merlin's specialty—something that he tried to teach her, but she decided to pass since it was nearly impossible for her to memorize the recipes. "I tried making it once, but it didn't end well! Mog won't like it if I start my own business." She joked.

"Mog? Who's Mog?" Midnight blinked at the sudden mention of a name.

The brunette's mouth formed an 'O'.

She realized her slip up, they were trying to ask her where she got the potions without asking her directly. Healing quirks were rare—of course they would question where she got those instant healing drinks.

"A friend of mine! He's pretty cheap though." Hikari said, trying not to act suspicious. She talked as if she knew her teachers for a long time. She tried to make it casual to cover her mistakes. "One time, I bought a camera from him and he won't even give me a friend discount! It was full price! Full price with 10% tax." She huffed, diverting the conversation to another topic.

Once the topic switched, the teachers won't go back asking about the previous one if they don't want her figuring out their motives.

The keyblade wielder's a lot smarter than she looked. She learned a lot from experience and how to deal with them. Mostly, she learned them from Leon and Cloud—the experts in these sorts of things. They were calm when under pressure and they can play it off cool without making others suspicious.

There was a tap. "10%? Could he really be called as your friend?" Ectoplasm scoffed, his prosthetic leg clicking against the floor as he made his way towards his table. The pro hero was one of the teachers the keyblade wielder has yet to meet. She heard from Tokoyami and Yaoyorozu that said pro hero is the one who teaches Math.

Hikari laughed, rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly. "I guess it's kinda my fault for pulling pranks on him."

The door slides open—revealing the mummy man himself.

"You're here." Aizawa greeted once he saw the brunette beside Present Mic. He wasn't taking a bathroom break like Midnight told the girl. Instead, he has been listening to the girl's conversation with his fellow co-workers. The principal wondered if the girl would be pressured if she was surrounded by the powerful pro heroes. She seemed rather laidback—something that any villain can't do in the presence of these many pro heroes. "Follow me."

Just as soon as he enters, he turned around and left.

Hikari looked over to the blond man beside her—who shrugged and motioned his hand for her to follow the pro hero. She excused herself from the other teachers and hurriedly catch up with the black-haired man.

"Sooooo, wha'cha wanna talk about, Mr. Aizawa?" the brunette drawled out, breaking the silence between them.

"We're getting there." Aizawa drawled out, dragging his feet across the hallways to reach one of the conference room in U.A.

The Erasure hero lightly knocks on the door before sliding it open.

The keyblade wielder peered over the man's shoulder to look inside the room. "Ah, Mr. Tsukauchi!" she greeted the detective when she saw him. Said man stood up and greeted her back. Her eyes glanced over to the man she apparently missed despite his size. "Oh, good afternoon!" she bowed down, showing her respect to the two figures.

Principal Nezu. Recovery Girl.

'Wait—Recovery Girl?'

Principal Nezu smiled. "Please take a seat, Ms. Leonhart." He gestured his hand to one of the empty seats in the conference room. "Before we start, would you like some tea?" he offered kindly.

"Er no—it's okay." Hikari declined as she took a seat and Aizawa followed, taking a seat beside her. "So, uh… I guess this is about the USJ incident?"

Tsukauchi sat back down. "That's right." He confirmed as he glanced over to her. He looked down to the papers in his hands. They were statements from each of class 1-A's students who saw the girl's role in the fight. Most weren't detailed—the students just told them that Leonhart fought against the Nomu. Though, three claimed that they saw her use a sword to stop the villains. "We would like to know your side of the story." He said.

Hikari stared at Tsukauchi. He didn't tell her classmates' stories at the beginning. Did they want to know if she was lying in her statement?

"You don't need to hesitate! You can tell us anything!" Principal Nezu reassured. "No villains will appear and harm you."

The brunette gave a smile. "Okay."

She told them her side of the story.

They listened and Tsukauchi took notes.

'It's highly impossible that she's working with the League of Villains.' Aizawa sighed through his nose.

She healed him and Thirteen—all the while protecting her classmates and fighting all those villains who threatened their safety. He had only known her for a few days, but he could already tell that she's just a strong, passionate girl who cares about her friends' feelings more than herself. Proven when she encouraged the 1-C student to follow his dream to become a hero.

Could a spy risk her life to protect her enemies? No.

It was wrong of them to suspect the new student as the one behind the USJ attack. Since the incident happened a few days after her enrollment. It can't hurt to make precautions, they said.

The villains showed signs that they don't know her at all.

She was the one who called the police and pro heroes.

She risked her life to protect the other students.

Aizawa came to her defense when a member from the Hero Public Safety Commission accused her to be in league with the villains.

"I see…" The white mouse nodded his head when the brunette finished her story—which surprisingly was short and clear.

Tsukauchi wrote them down on his notes. "The one who made your phone—may I ask who Ienzo is?" he questioned.

"Ienzo's a close friend of mine—he's like my guardian when my parents are away." Hikari answered—trying not make it seem like an obvious lie. Ienzo does seem like an older brother-figure to her. With his smart intellect, she sometimes goes to him whenever there's something she can't figure out on her own. "He was the one who designed my phone to be able to work even in the most secluded place. He was actually staying for a few days in Shibuya before going back to Okinawa yesterday. He's the one who talked to you, Principal Nezu."

"Ah, yes, he's a polite young man." Principal Nezu remembered the young man who called him to ask if they were accepting a late entry. The young man didn't give any names except the young Leonhart's. "If I may ask, Ms. Leonhart, may we know the exact extent of your quirk?" he changed the topic, after knowing who Ienzo is.

"I have many dreams, but at the moment I can only give shape to ten of them." Hikari said. She was afraid that if she listed every known Dream Eater, they would be suspicious of how strong a freshly graduated middle schooler is. "I can only summon two at a time and I can borrow their abilities to make them my own. Like Yoggy, I can use a fire-based quirk."

"It also seems your quirk has a time limit…" Aizawa pointed out.

"5 to 10 minutes. Depends on how I ma—nage my stamina." Hikari quickly corrected herself. She almost said magic again. She got away with it the first time with Aizawa, but she doubts she would in the second time. Aizawa would notice her slipping up twice about the same word—it would make him question her. "Mostly it takes a lot if I use healing." She sighed.

"Which leads us to the next question," Recovery Girl said, making the brunette turn to face her. "My dear, how would you like to become my apprentice?" she offered with a kind smile.

The brunette blinked a few times.

What?

Her? Working under Recovery Girl? As what?

"Healing quirks are rare, Ms. Leonhart." Principal Nezu began and said girl turned to face him, waiting for him to continue his explanation. "Under Recovery Girl's tutelage, you can become a great hero in the medical field. You can save a lot of people." He continued, folding his paws together.

A doctor…

Hikari wanted to laugh if it wasn't for a serious matter.

The brunette could barely pass biology. How could she even become a doctor?

Casting cure doesn't need any knowledge of the human body. A caster just needs to learn how to cast the spell and have Ether to refill their magic.

It's not that complicated.

"I appreciate the offer, but… I'm not a healer." Hikari admitted. A keyblade wielders' job is not to exactly heal and become a doctor—though there was nothing wrong with becoming the latter while taking the role as a wielder. Her duty as a keyblade wielder is to keep the world's balance and protect them from darkness. "I'm glad I can heal others, but my quirk isn't focused on healing."

If she becomes Recovery Girl's apprentice then that would mean constantly using the cure spell on people.

She would love to help, but it would cost her a lot of magic and potions.

If she runs out of potions and ethers, then she would have to use the Star Shard frequently to travel to Radiant Garden.

It would risk someone finding out of another world.

She has to think rationally as well.

Hikari bowed down, apologizing. "I'm sorry."

"Does your healing quirk have a drawback that effects your own physical health, my dear?" Recovery Girl asked and Hikari raised her head to stare at her confusedly.

Tsukauchi placed a hand on his chin. "Ms. Leonhart did say that it takes a lot of her stamina." he said rather seriously. "Could it be that it shortens your life each time you used it?"

…what?

"Err… no?"

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Class had ended for the day.

Hikari was glad. It had been a fairly long day. The meeting with Tsukauchi and her teachers had lasted longer than she thought. They kept debating whether if her healing has some sort of drawbacks concerning her health—to which the brunette declined. It was one of the most ridiculous things she has ever heard. But in a world full of quirks with drawbacks, anything was possible, she guessed.

"Is there something wrong, Leonhart?" Yaoyorozu asked as she stood up, her backpack already over her shoulders.

"Just a really long day…" Hikari leaned back against the comfy chair. She turned to look at the black-haired girl, giving a smile as her friend came towards their table. "I'm glad that it's over I can finally sit back and relax." She crossed her hands behind her neck, crossing her legs as well.

Jirou placed a hand on her hip. "Can you really relax when the Sports Festival is coming soon?" a snigger passed her lips when she saw the brunette's mood changed a 360 degree.

"Aw c'mon, Jirou. Two weeks is a long time, right?" Hikari puckered her lips in a pout. She really didn't want to think of any competitions at the moment. A lot has happened during her stay in the City of Heroes. She should've expected it. For some odd reason, keyblade wielders were beacons for trouble and danger—not just Heartless or any creatures from the dark, but apparently from everything. "We still have fourteen days to train."

The brunette had finished hero training with Phil in just two days and it wasn't all fun and games. It was a wonder how Hercules can stand the satyr's intense training style for all those years.

Jirou pushed down Hikari's shoulder, leaning on her. "I know how long two weeks is, Leonhart." she pointed out and before the girl could reply, the short-haired girl continued, "We don't know you for long, but it seems like you're just like Kaminari." She glanced over to the blond teen.

"EH?" Kaminari turned to face the girl who mentioned his name, his voice slightly cracking. "Do you mean that in a good way or…?"

Jirou stifled a laugh when she saw the boy's deadpan face. "Pffft! Exactly the same!" she giggled as she saw the exact same look across Hikari's face.

Both Kaminari and Hikari exchanged looks.

"But I really look forward to the Sports Festival." Kirishima spoke, turning his head to look at the brunette who began to walk towards the front. He heard a lot of things from Asui about how Leonhart handled the situation back in the USJ incident. She managed to hold Nomu back from causing any more harm to his classmates and teachers. "I can't wait to see what you got, Leonhart!" he tightened his fist as a grin appeared on his face.

Hikari gave him a thumbs-up.

Buzz

The brunette quickly pulled out her phone, checking the notifications. There was a message from Ienzo—asking for the wielder to call as soon as she read the message.

"Ah, Hikari! Let's go home together!" Uraraka waved her hand, a cheerful smile on her face.

"Sorry, Ochako! I have really need to use the bathroom! You don't have to wait for me!" Hikari clapped her hands in front of her, apologizing to the sweet girl. She crab-walked towards the door and slides it open.

"E—EH?!"

Uraraka exclaimed in surprise while Hikari whistled when she saw a whole lot of students crowding in front of class 1-A. She hasn't really met all the freshmen from other departments—aside from the grumpy purple troll in General Studies.

Hikari shook the thoughts away. "Err—guys I'm sorry, but I really really need to use the bathroom." She apologized and pushed her way through, her hands clasp together in a diving position. A few people seemed to give her way while others just stood there.

"We can't get out! Why are you all here anyway?"

She heard Mineta's shout and her eye twitched at how rude the boy sounded with his tone.

"I came to see how the rest of A class is—"

The keyblade wielder stopped when someone stood in her way. She heard an all too familiar voice that made her tensed. She never expected to meet him again so quickly after what he declared. It almost seemed from his previous statement, that he hated her, but she didn't want to think so negatively. She glanced up and her eyes met the messy purple-hair teen's.

"—but all of you seemed pretty arrogant." Shinsou finished as he looked down at the brunette, his hands shoved inside his pockets.

Hikari cleared her throat, straightening up. "That's just Mineta—"

"Now outta my way, extras."

"…and Bakugou." Hikari added when she heard the vulgar ash-blond directly insulted everyone right in their face. She sighed through her nose when students began to whisper among themselves about how mean and arrogant the students of 1-A were.

Shinsou narrowed his eyes at her, stepping around the brunette.

Hikari sighed. 'He's ignoring me now…' she stared at the growing crowd from behind. High school was hard and there will come a time when something like class rivalry would appear. She learned that not anyone could become friends—though that doesn't mean she won't help out if others needed help. 'I'll deal with this later…' she thought before jogging towards the stairs, deciding to go for the bathroom on the fifth floor instead.

The fifth floor was mostly empty, save for a few cleaning robots. She thought the higher the floors she went up—the less students she would see. The first floor is mostly the entrance hall—the shoe lockers and such. The second floor is the teacher's office. Most teachers from the hero department were stationed there. The H-shaped building was huge—to the point that they have their own elevators for the higher floors.

The U.A. building isn't just a school. Sometimes, it serves as a conference building to pro heroes for whatever hero matter they want to discuss.

"Young Leonhart is here!"

The brunette stopped abruptly when All Might suddenly slides in from the corner right in front of her.

"All Might!" Hikari yelped in surprise at the sudden appearance of the burly man. She knew that this man is tall—but she never expected him to be this tall. He was almost twice her height and seemed to be five times bigger than her. She had to take a couple of steps back to see him without craning her neck so high to look at his face. "Err—Is there something you need, All Might, sir?"

All Might placed his hands on his hips. "Actually, I would like to request a moment of your time." The man took a step back and directed his hand towards the hallways. "If that is alright…" he added.

"Yeah—okay." Hikari gave a nod and walked beside the tall and mighty hero—often sneaking a glance to look at him. The pro hero was walking so stiffly that it made her think his shoes didn't fit him well. She can't exactly put her finger on it, but he looked different as a teacher than when he is a hero. 'Come to think of it… All Might kinda reminded me of Hercules.' She faked a cough to hide her laugh.

All Might turned to look at the girl. "Is everything alright, Young Leonhart?"

Hikari cleared her throat, coughing into her fist. "Yeah—just swallowed down a burp." She said a rather lame excuse and an embarrassing one too. At first, she wanted to use the bathroom to call Ienzo, but she wasn't going to miss a chance to talk to All Might. Whatever he wanted to talk, it must be important.

All Might's smile seemed a little strained. Deep down he was feeling anxious for the reveal of the girl's true quirk. A girl having five quirks and maybe more. It was impossible for someone to inherit more than two quirks from their parents. The combinations of the quirks she has were an odd one too.

They were afraid that she stole those quirks.

Just like—

"All For One…" All Might unconsciously mumbles.

Hikari turned to face him. "And one for all." She finished the quote.

The burly man turned his head towards her so quick that she was scared he might pull a few muscles.

"I didn't know you're a fan of the Three Musketeers." Hikari laughed it off, though she could tell that 'All for one and one for all' meant something else to the mighty hero. She particularly became a part of the Musketeers because of the Mark of Mastery Exam in the Sleeping Realm. "I… don't read many books or novels, but the movie adaptations were pretty cool!" she grinned.

A loud sigh of relief escaped the blond man. 'For a second there, I thought she knew about the truth…' he thought, but he couldn't stop his heart from beating rapidly against his chest. It was too much of a close call. "Yes…"

The brunette stopped when she noticed the smoke from All Might's body. "Uh… All Might, sir… are you okay?" she asked nervously as the smoke began to increase in volume.

'Oh shiiiiiit!' All Might stiffened, hoping to make a quick dash to the nearest break room to avoid his real identity being revealed to another student. He didn't even make it past the corner. Smoke covered his whole body and as soon as it appeared, it dispersed—revealing his true form to the young Leonhart. 'I used up all of my time for today…' sweat rolled down his forehead when his eyes met Leonhart's blue ones.

Hikari pointed her finger at him. "…you deflated." She stated, her left eye twitching. She has seen a lot of weird things—things like this shouldn't surprise her anymore. It was just unexpected for her to see the once muscle man turned into a tall skinny man in just a few seconds. "Are you alright?" she asked the hero who stood still—almost like a deer caught in headlights.

All Might blinked. "You're not surprised—" he suddenly spouts blood from his mouth.

"You're not alright!" Hikari exclaimed as she rushed over to the pro's side. She frantically looked into her pockets looking for a handkerchief or tissues, but found none. She looked left and right, there wasn't any students around or teachers she could call for help. "Y—You can use this. I'm gonna call a teacher—" She took off her blazer, offering it for All Might to wipe his blood away with.

All Might shook his head. "Thank you, Young Leonhart. You truly are kind, but there's no need for that." He smiled at her as he wiped the blood away with his sleeve—leaving a red stain on his fine suit. "As you can see, this is my true form." He spread his arms wide, gesturing to his skinny body.

"Okay, I believe you." Hikari nodded. He was less boisterous in his true form, but still polite and kind she noted.

"You're taking this quite well!" All Might spurts blood, completely surprised at the brunette's respond. There were not much who knew of his true identity, but he was sure it would've been hard to swallow for anyone. Even his successor was scared half to death when he first saw his true form.

Hikari laughed. "Trust me—I've seen way weirder things than this!" she grinned, waving her hand in front of her face. Take Wonderland for example. That world was on a whole new level of crazy. She was sure nothing can be compared after visiting that world. "Things like this don't surprise me anymore." she gave a thumbs-up.

'She… thinks I'm weird?' All Might deadpanned—not really getting the slang the girl was using. His ears heard giggles and chatters coming from up the stairs and he instantly panics. He ushered the brunette to one of the empty break rooms in the fourth floor. "Over here, quickly!" he whispered hastily when the noise began to grow louder.

The keyblade wielder stepped inside the room after All Might since she assumed he didn't want to get caught by any other students. She watched him dab the sweat that formed on his forehead with his tie as she leaned against the door. The students who almost saw All Might's true form walked past the room they were in and the brunette listened—waiting for them to be out of earshot to talk.

"I'd appreciate if you could keep this as a secret, Young Leonhart." All Might spoke—making the brunette turn her head to look at him. He sat on the couch, crossing his fingers together as he looked at her.

Hikari nodded. "Of course! My lips are sealed." She zipped her lips and threw the invincible key away. She watched as a heavy sigh escaped the blond's mouth. She walked closer and took a seat across the mighty hero. "Excuse me for asking this, but are you sick or…?" she curiously asked.

All Might sighed deeply. "I suppose... That's the right term to explain." He unconsciously placed his hand over his left side of his chest. He didn't know why he was going to tell the girl he barely knew and taught about his past. There was just something about her that made her trustworthy. "Six years ago, an enemy gave me a scar. My respiratory system was nearly destroyed, and my stomach was removed."

The brunette couldn't help but cringe at All Might's backstory, but mostly his injuries. 'Okay… that kinda surprised me…'

"I've wasted away because of the after-effects of the surgeries. And after that Nomu… I can only do my hero work for fifty minutes a day."

Hikari sucked in a deep breath. "Ouch… That gotta hurt…" she didn't know if she can cast curaga to help heal his injuries when they were already fatal. She was certain that curaga and potions can't grow organs—it could only heal injuries. She placed her hand on her chin. She also wasn't sure if Merlin knew any spell of a higher level of healing—but she doubts there is a spell higher than curaga. "If it helps, you can drink this." She took something out from her bag, placing it on the table.

All Might looked down. "This is…?" he took the paper bag and opened it. He looked inside and found a plastic container. He took it out of the bag and stared at the liquid inside. "…what is it exactly?"

"A mega-potion. The most expensive out of three. It heals any injuries if you drink it." Hikari explained. She knew what she said to Recovery Girl, saying that her quirk isn't for further healing or that she wanted to turn it into her career, but after hearing this man's tragic backstory, she wanted to at least give him some help.

All Might seemed to hesitate to drink the potion. He took the lid off and stared into the clear liquid that seemed to have glowing stars and moons. He brought it up close to his nose to take a whiff. There was no smell.

"It's not poison if you're wondering." Hikari laughed and All Might stiffened when she caught him red handed. "It's the same potion that healed Mr. Aizawa—though not fully…" she explained.

All Might's eyes widened. 'The same one she gave for Aizawa and Thirteen?' he thought as his eyes looked down to the bottle in his hand. He has heard it from Aizawa's and Thirteen's statements during a meeting with the Hero Public Safety Commission. The instant healing drinks. He wondered if it was similar to Trigger, but he doubts the drug could actually heal anything.

"Though… there's something that I want to ask you first." All Might stared at the brunette who gave a nod—motioning for him to continue.

"Who is your master?"

The keyblade wielder blinked.

All Might saw the brunette's surprised look. "Young Midoriya informed me of the sword you used to fight Nomu." He had heard his stories about how Leonhart had fought against the Nomu to protect Aizawa. How the children described it—the weapon she used might seemed like a sword, but to him it was something else. "You cannot fool me. You have the key, correct?" he assumed, staring intently at the brunette.

There was no use lying.

She had discussed it with Ienzo—to tell the number one hero about her status as a keyblade wielder. As long as she left out the part that she's from another world.

"I do."

The man's eyes seemed to glow brighter. "Your master… who is he?" his hands seemed to tighten when he questioned the brunette.

"Well... he's definitely not the one you're thinking right now." Hikari laughed, trying to make the mood lighter. From the expression and tone All Might was using, she could tell that he didn't have a very good history with keyblade wielders. "I can't say who he is, but I can tell you that he's the nicest and most supportive Master ever! He's more like a friend to me than a Master." she said rather cheerfully, describing Mickey.

All Might stayed quiet.

"What do you think of wielders, All Might? What's your image of them?"

The man raised his gaze. "I've heard of what they can do… Only the key can cast darkness that could end the world." When he fought with All For One all those years ago—he told him something about what a key can do, how wonderful it is for him to have a wielder in his possession. There were a lot of rumors about what a wielder can do and neither of them were good. "Those who possesses the key are the ones who control the world."

Hikari hummed, listening intently.

"It's not a rumor known by many, but it has struck fear in the hearts to those who has heard."

'Curse you, Xehanort! You're giving us a bad name here!' Hikari mentally cursed the old man for spreading bad rumors of keyblade wielders. It would be hard to raise the image of keyblade wielders to the public when they were seen as a possible threat. "I also heard about the same thing. The rumors might be true, but we use the keyblade to protect those in need."

"Young Leonhart…"

"I want to be a hero."

Hikari furrowed her eyebrows—a frown on her lips. "Keyblades are not something that people can use to just bully somebody around." she looked to her hand, opening and closing her palm. She turned to look at the number one hero, a smile on her face. "I would appreciate if you can keep this as a secret too, All Might. I think the world's not ready yet."

"Of course." All Might responded.

He doesn't know a lot about wielders and there was only one wielder who has been mentioned by All For One. He doubts that the wielder is the girl or her master. The girl is in fact, the first wielder he has ever met. He heard stories and legends from his predecessor about a war—though there was not much information about it. The man-child Shigaraki would definitely tell his master of the girl's ability.

All Might turned into his muscular form and gave her a smile in return. "I'll protect you with my life."

"Little by little, we'll raise the public's image of how kind and gentle a wielder can be."

The keyblade wielder gave a nod. "Thank you—" she stopped when Muscular Might turned back to Skinny Might when he began coughing up blood. "…I know you probably don't want to let me heal you because of quirk laws, but please drink the potion." She emphasized, staring at him until he gives in.

All Might wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Y—Yes…"

"If you think it's weird drinking from that bottle, you can pour it into another cup and think it's just some overly indescribable bitter green tea or black coffee—whichever you prefer." The young Leonhart laughed a little, giving a description about how the potion would taste, breaking the mighty hero's trail of thoughts.

"Ah, it's fine, Young Leonhart." The man held the bottle tighter before bringing it close to his mouth—taking a sip. He almost spurts it out if it wasn't for Leonhart watching him. He tilted his chin up, drinking the whole potion in one shot. He forced the bitter liquid down his throat—almost gagging to the point of throwing up when he finished the last drop. "That—That's bitter!" he covered his mouth with his large hand.

"I know right?" the keyblade wielder laughed. "They could've at least added flavors to it! I would love for potions to taste like chocolate or strawberries!" she simply agreed with All Might's complain.

All Might place the empty bottle on the table.

"So, how are you feeling?" Hikari asked, a smile on her face. "I know potions can't grow new organs, but is it making you feel any better?"

The blond man placed his hand over his chest. "I—I—!" his eyes widened when he could finally breathe properly without his chest feeling heavy. The constant pain in his chest disappeared and his throat wasn't clogged up with blood which he has to spit out in order to breathe. His lungs were damaged before, but now… "It doesn't hurt to breathe…"

"That's great!" Hikari cheered, happy that the potion worked wonders. "The potions are basically a liquid version of my healing. I usually prefer using my quirk rather than the potions because well—it's bitter and takes up a lot of space." She joked, giving a laugh.

All Might smiled. "Thank you, Young Leonhart! Thank you!"

He thanked her over and over, saying that he could save more people because of her healing.

He didn't know how much time was added, but he was sure it was enough.

Hikari could only accept his gratitude.

A simple thank you was enough for her.

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"…I see."

Hikari nodded her head in reply. "Yeah… and that's coming from the number one hero."

It was nighttime in the city of Musutafu. A few hours since All Might dropped her off in her apartment—in his skinny form of course. After finding out about the man's true identity, the principal kept her busy with another round of a lecture and made her swore that she won't tell the media anything of All Might's true identity. It kept her for another hour inside the school.

The brunette had changed out of her school uniform before calling Ienzo. The call lasted for an hour until it was time for dinner. She strolled around the city, looking for a restaurant to eat while talking with Ienzo over the phone.

"He definitely left a bad name…" Ienzo said, as a sigh was heard. "You have to be extra careful now… not only will the villains be after you, the heroes and public will also…"

Hikari fixed the earphone in her left ear when it almost fell off. "I know right? Kinda makes me wonder what he actually did to cause to much fear…" she said as she looked over the menu of a restaurant. She continued on her way to look for another restaurant that caught her interest. "The more I stay… the more urge I have to prove that we're not like those stupid rumors." She huffed out, shoving her hands inside her hoodie's pockets.

"Yes…" Ienzo chuckled at the brunette's childishness. He and Tron has been trying to find any more reports related to the ones he found about the City of Heroes in Ansem's computer. "We have no lead where the other reports are… The only source of information we have is from All Might."

The keyblade wielder stopped and moved to the side to let people walk past her. "You know… those villains seem to know who Xehanort is." She said in a whisper—careful not to let anyone hear her. The passerby payed no attention to her as they have their own business to attend to rather than giving their time to a teenage girl. "We can always confront them about it." she grinned to herself.

"No." came Ienzo's blatant reply.

Hikari blew a raspberry. "What? Why not? It's faster, right?" with the League of Villains' members reduced to just two after the USJ incident, she was sure she can take them on and get the information they needed. It's even better if they have the reports that were missing. "They seemed to be our only source of info right now." She continued on her walk.

"It's too dangerous. Shigaraki's powers and that Kurogiri's warp are something we can't underestimate." Ienzo explained.

"But if we wait then their numbers will grow again." Hikari retorted, furrowing her eyebrows down.

Ienzo knew that sometimes, Hikari gets a little impatient when things took too long. This was one of those moments. The brunette's a keyblade master. One would think that a girl her age—who was already dubbed as Master would be a professional and mature individual. But she's still a growing teenager with room to grow.

"I know, Hikari, I know… but I'm still against it." Ienzo replied and Hikari couldn't help but let out another sigh.

She understood why Ienzo was against her idea to take care of the villains by herself. With the keyblade's image seen as something evil, she could get in trouble with the heroes as well even if she took out the villains. It would just bring a bad name to U.A., their image was almost ruined because of the USJ attack. She wanted to raise the image, not bring it down more.

"Okay, okay… I'll take it slow…" Hikari gave in, a pout on her lips.

"Thank you." Ienzo said, she couldn't see but she could hear a smile from the tone of his voice.

"Ah, it really is Hikari!"

Hikari turned around when she recognized the voice. A pink-haired girl with pink skin. She was with a spiky redhead and a blond boy. They were her classmates. Ashido, Kirishima and Kaminari. She noticed that they were still wearing their uniforms instead of their regular clothes. They were hanging out after school, she noted.

"Hey there, Mina, Kirishima, Kaminari." Hikari greeted the trio, taking out her right earphone.

"Remember what I said." Ienzo said, his voice coming from her left earphone. "You have plenty of time. Go and have fun with your friends, okay?" he ended the call.

Ashido was the first one who arrived near her side. "It's funny meeting you here! Are you waiting for someone?" she giggled when she noticed that the brunette wasn't wearing her uniform. She gave a pout when saw that her clothes were plain and not cute for a date. "That won't do! You need more cute clothes to fit your body! Aren't you trying to impress your date?" she puffed her cheeks out, flailing her arms around her.

Hikari took off her other earphone, laughing. "A date? Puh—lease! No one can beat my undying love for food!" she said melodramatically.

"Food? Man, that's a tough competition!" Kaminari joked.

Kirishima laughed. "We were just on our way to find something to eat! You're welcome to come and join us!" he invited with a big toothy grin.

Ashido excitedly nodded her head. "You should! We don't mind at all!" she slipped her arm under Hikari's arm, hugging it close.

"How could I say no?" Hikari laughed and turned to look at both Kirishima and Kaminari. "So, do you have a place in mind? I'm new to this neighborhood."

Kaminari pointed his thumb over his shoulder. "There's this new place around the corner that cooks thee best roast beef in town! Do you guys wanna try it?" he suggested.

"Meat! Hell yeah!" Kirishima cheered, pumping his fist up excitedly.

Both girls nodded their head in agreement.

It didn't take them long to reach the restaurant. They placed their order in the ticket machine before entering the restaurant. It wasn't too crowded and the four students were glad to be guided to a table right after they entered.

"So, Hikari, what do you think of U.A. so far?" Ashido asked, propping her chin up on the table. "Well, pushing aside the incident that happened…" she added.

The brunette hummed, placing the cup down. "It's a big school." She commented. "The cafeteria's food's great."

Kaminari shrugged, crossing his arms. "Well, can't argue with that."

"Oh yeah, we heard about what you did in the USJ." Kirishima placed his arm on the table, leaning forward a little and the other three followed him, closing the distance between them to give a little privacy between the four. "You were so brave and manly to fight that Nomu thing!" he whispered.

"Hey, Kirishima, you can't call a girl manly!" Ashido chided, furrowing her eyebrows at him.

"But she really is! She took it head on without fear!" Kirishima tightened his fist as manly tears came out.

"There he goes again…" Kaminari laughed, leaning back against his seat. "Oh yeah, you were in the bathroom when that 1-C kid came to our class. Did you hear? He said that they can transfer someone in and out of the hero course!" there was a slight panic in his voice when he informed the girl.

Hikari hummed. "Oh, you mean Shinsou?"

Ashido perked up at the information. "You know him? Are you two from the same middle school?" she seemed to be suddenly interested in the conversation involving the brunette's and the purple-haired teen's relationship.

"Not really. I met him on my first day." Hikari rubbed the back of her neck. She turned to look at Kaminari with a smile on her face. "If what he said is true, then we'll just have to work harder to keep our places, right?" she encouraged the three.

The brunette planned to give her seat to Shinsou after the Provisional Hero License exam. Until then, she would have to keep her position in the hero course and earn that license—just like what Ienzo told her.

Kirishima stood up. "Yeah! That's right! We'll show those heroes out there of how strong and manly we are!" he exclaimed enthusiastically.

Hikari joined him.

"That's the spirit!"

"First up, it's the miraculous rising stars—

The first year of the hero course

Class A!"