Toshinori was gaping again, this time not only in shock but in utter horror.

After the villain incident, he had pulled Mizuki aside and asked her everything that he could think of about her quirk only to remember that the hospital had run tests to see if she had one only to find that she didn't hold any of the DNA markers for a quirk.

Which would make her what?

An alien? Nah. Not damned likely. She was too pretty and lacked the grey-ish lack luster skin.

An experiment? An augmented human with super human abilities? Such methods being used on another living thing were both incredibly immoral not to mention illegal. And if she was found out or even believed to be one, she could be locked away in a lab and experimented on and dissected and then disposed of.

So maybe- hopefully...that wasn't the case.

It made far more sense that she possibly had a genetic mutation that was very, very rare and merely had never been documented.

Though undocumented hero's were also incredibly illegal. If one were perhaps stolen or kidnapped as a small child and raised in a horrifying environment in hopes of perhaps twisting them into something evil- well...he wouldn't put it past a handful of villain's to pull such stunts in the hopes of using some hero's own blood kin against them.

Which left him sort of without a clue as to what to do with her now.

Sure he could take her somewhere to be held and questioned and have give her a psych evaluation to make sure that she wasn't a danger to herself or others. But such facilities were little better than actual prisons and he doubted that she would feel terribly understanding of the 'why's' of being placed within one.

Especially after he and Shota had just told her two hours ago that she was finally free.

Besides, from what he had just observed she didn't seem to care all that much for villains nor for bullies. So perhaps he should enroll her in U.A. Academy after having her checked out and stuff. This would give a chance for her to be documented, as well as her abilities seen in action.

Though he might have to pull some strings and see about having her attend in both capacity of student/new teacher depending on her psych evaluation. Plus it would give him and others a better chance to get to know her and keep an eye on her.

Just in case.

Sighing because he knew that his job to help her had just gotten considerably harder, he shifted his gaze to Shota whom had rejoined them a little while ago and had overheard the last bit of their little conversation and now stood there, with his arms crossed over his chest, looking thoughtful.

Could she be an augmented human? No. Augmented humans didn't have the ability to physically transform their outward appearance. Everything enhanced about them was internal.

What to do? What to do? There had to be a way to get answers since he doubted that Toshinori would allow him to drag her to a lab for testing. He wondered for a moment before finally bending down until he was eye level with Mizuki and asking her the full extent of her abilities.

Mizuki however apparently either didn't understand her precarious position or simply didn't care. She stared the two of them down without a hint of fear even when Shota's hand shot out and wrapped around her throat and slowly started to squeeze a little bit as his dark eyes began to glow red.

"Tell us the full extent of your abilities or I'll kill you where you sit." Shota threatened as he cut off her air. Mizuki barely so much as twitched. She remained sitting as she had before, in a semi relaxed pose with her legs crossed and her hands resting in her lap.

Offering no resistance whatsoever.

It was strange.

But perhaps not as strange as the smirk that suddenly began to curve her lips before she wheezed out, "You really wanna know? Then fight me," Shota must have been a bit startled by her words because he abruptly let her go and moved back away from her and then scowled down at her as she took a moment to rub her throat and say calmly, "Knowledge is power, gentlemen. If you want to know the proper way to gauge my abilities- you will have to fight me to learn what it is you want to know."

"However, even in a fight, there are certain rules that must be obeyed. To begin with, I have no desire to kill you. So fighting to murder your opponent is a no go. You can fight until either time is up- once a specific time limit is agreed upon- also, you can only go all out for the first two minutes. After that, you either leave the fight or go to half power. This will cut down on the injuries sustained. There should be someone unbiased to judge, and medics on standby because accidents can and usually do happen regardless of whether we wish them to or not. Agreed?"

Both men were silent for a moment as they weighed the pro's and cons before finally both agreed to her terms. They were well thought out and reasonable, so why not? Besides it sounded more like the terms were for their benefit than hers. Which was somewhat interesting.

Once the terms were agreed upon Mizuki stood up from where she had been seated and carefully dusted herself off before making a beeline for the grocery store causing both men to start shouting about their fight. Weren't they going to go- Mizuki turned back around as soon as she reached the door of the store and smiled at them like a mischievous little kid before saying, "Not tonight we aren't. If you'll be so kind to recall, I buried my son today. So let's at least wait until either tomorrow or a few days from now. Until then, let's get my groceries and get me home! I don't know about you guys but I'm getting tired."