The funeral was...as exhausting as it was enlightening to say the least. To begin with, while he and Shota sat in the back of the church in their most somber black suits as Mizuki stood next to her son's coffin and sang what could only be described as one of the saddest and most beautiful lullabies the two had ever heard anyone sing before.

Even Shota had sat up a little bit straighter and had listened intently to the sweet melodious sound of her singing before the small service had started. After which they hadn't bothered to really stick around and witness the burial.

The moment that the coffin was being carried outside, Mizuki had decided to simply come by at another time and told them that she was leaving now. However due to the fact that Toshinori knew that she didn't know where her new home was, he managed to stop her.

Though it took some real quick convincing on his part. The woman was as stubborn as Shota on a bad day. And when his convincing had fallen through, he had changed into All Might and simply picked her up around the waist and refused to let her go wandering off to parts unknown even as she had made a scene there on the streets, kicking and screaming for a good two blocks before finally seeming to settle down and simply hanging in his grasp like a dead rabbit or something before finally asking in a rather curious manner.

"H-How does your body change form like it does?"

Her question must have startled him and Shota both since the two of them exchanged a look for a moment before Toshinori slowly said, "It is simply a sign of my hero status. When needed, I can change my form as I see fit. And with it I gain many gifts. Strength, unparalleled. The speed to attack or reach the victims of attacks quickly and so on..."

Feeling one of her small hands on one of his wrists she said, "You're bones are denser in this form. To help limit the damage that would be done to you otherwise. After all, if your bones are denser in one place then they would have to be in others to protect your vitals and other organs." She said this in an strange manner, almost as if she hadn't really noticed before.

He felt genuinely surprised by this since 1) Everybody noticed him. How could they not? His super hero form was simply too big and powerful not to notice. And 2) It wasn't exactly a well known fact outside of only perhaps one or two people that he knew really, really well. The stuff about his bones that is.

He was about to say something when Shota beat him to it by simply telling her.

"That's a very good observation. But you should keep it to yourself since no one outside of a very specific group of people even knows that information."

Mizuki's only response to his words was to hesitantly say, "Oh... I'm sorry." Causing Shota to give her a quick glance out of the corner of his eye for a moment and then looked back ahead of him as Toshinori said gently,

"Don't worry about it. Just keep it to yourself, okay?"

"Yeah..."

"Great!" He said in an overly chipper tone before asking her if she could walk on her own again. She huffed at him and muttered that she would have been walking now if he hadn't have picked her up and started walking.

He chuckled and set her on her feet in between himself and Shota and then gently took her small hand in his and tugged her along.

The people on the street around them, gave them some difficulty- it was simply hard for them not too given the fact that All Might and one of his hero buddies was out and about. No one really paid all that much attention to Mizuki, unless it was someone of the female persuasion.

And he had many women admirers. The lot of which were troublesome and clingy. Always wanting more than he was willing to give them.

The moment that any of those ladies noticed him holding hands with Mizuki- they all but swarmed her before either he or Shota could say or do anything since they were trying to control their own mini crowd. Still Toshinori never let go of Mizuki's hand, nor did he ever let his eyes leave her even for a second. He simply couldn't afford too otherwise the rabid women would attack her.

And frankly that wasn't what she needed right now.

Finally after about ten minutes of putting up with the adoring public he decided that enough was enough and carefully maneuvered himself through the crowd so that he could grab Shota and Mizuki, and then took a super powered flying leap.

Shota was clinging to him like a cat doused in icy water by the time they landed again, whereas Mizuki never once so much as said a peep and kept her grip on him light as if she didn't care if she could possibly fall twenty or more stories to her death.

This bothered Toshinori but he let it slide as he took several moments to peel Shota off of his arm as Mizuki looked around for a second or so.

They had landed on the streets a good several blocks from where they had been, and though there were people around them that seemed to notice them, instead of running up to them and stuff like the others had earlier- these merely walked around the three of them occasionally pointing and whispering before she realized that they were standing outside of some sort of establishment.

Curious, she stepped away from her two...uh...guard dogs? for a moment and found a window to look through and see where they had brought her.

The inside of the place was bustling, busy- and from the looks of the food and booze being served, a restaurant? Hn. How strange? Shouldn't she be- Her train of thought was cut off when she heard Toshinori speak close to her ear. "Mizuki? Is everything okay?"

She didn't speak at first. To be perfectly honest she wasn't all that sure about what to say or ask. That nagging feeling that she had been feeling off and on since the day she had met Toshinori was beginning to kick in again. Well that and there was the fact that Toshinori was different from others, and that difference was...startling.

She could only imagine how useful someone like him would be to her master.

Speaking of- why was she not being returned to him? Had she succeeded in actually killing him for murdering her son? And if so who had she been sold too now?

"Mizuki?" Toshinori's voice sounded in her ear again as she felt his hand lightly grasp her wrist causing her to jerk around ever so slightly and look at him. She didn't realize it but she had a somewhat alarmed expression on her hauntingly lovely face as she looked at him, and he didn't like whatever it was that had put that expression there.

However he decided to simply let it slide for the time being so that they could get something to eat before he and Shota walked her home. Trying his best to block out that expression, he merely said in a gentle tone. "Come on. You're holding us all up."

She made an unintelligible sound as she was somewhat pulled/dragged back to the door where he noted that Shota was MIA and sighed upon realizing that the man had either dumped them and left or gone on ahead to find a table.

Oh he sure hoped that Shota was simply finding a table...