I got like 5 new T-shirts this Christmas, also I'm back.
Izuku 2 graduates to first name basis and becomes the new lord and savior for the Support Course, a dry-eyed teacher is tired, and an "Unforeseen" attack occurs.
This comes as no surprise to any one of her new classmates in UA, but Hatsume really, really liked Midoriya.
It was pretty obvious from the start ever since she pleaded (demanded really) that she'd become Vice Representative with the argument that the both of them had already worked together before, and Midoriya seemed to already have a grasp on Hatsume's personality and on how to handle her so it did seem like the most logical choice.
But they could also easily tell that Hatsume just loved spending time with Midoriya. She practically sticks by him every single moment that she could, she's pretty touchy with him too, always jumping on his back with a hug, grabbing his arms to lead him around, and always asking him for validation on her inventions.
It was the most obvious case of puppy love that they had ever seen.
So, they threw her a bone and voted her to be the Vice Representative.
And boy were they glad they made that decision.
*BOOM*
"Whoops."
"Hatsume!"
"Oh man, what did you do this time?"
Because Hatsume is now showing everyone why Midoriya sticks around her every time she tries to invent something. 7 times out of 10, whatever she invents will be very volatile and prone to exploding, and no one has to tell them that setting off explosions can be very dangerous to one's health. (Except for Hatsume apparently, because she somehow was able to build up a tolerance for them over the years. She now suffers no damage from them even if they blew up point-blank in her face.)
Normally someone with a reputation for explosions in the Support Course would be a very poor choice for Vice Representative. But this is a rare case indeed. Because now that she has a reason to spend a lot of time with Midoriya, he always has an opportunity to keep an eye on her and her inventions, to either prevent further explosions or to just warn everyone else when to stay away.
Midoriya really is a true Hero for the Support Course.
*Cough* *Cough*
Said Hero was currently waving away the smoke residue from Hatsume's recent blunder.
*Cough* "Alright, what was the problem this time?"
Hatsume, while covered in soot but otherwise completely unharmed somehow, merely shrugged and answered.
"Just a little miscalculation in the voltage."
'A little!?' Everyone, including the professor, thought at the same time.
"Hatsume, this is the third explosion you've caused TODAY. I thought I already told you to slow down and complete one invention at a time." The professor scolded her.
"Aww, but Professor! Progress doesn't start slow!"
"That's exactly how it should be Hatsume."
She ignores him. "Progress should be light speed! Why would I waste time trying to complete 1 baby when I could do 10?"
Power Loader rubs his forehead to massage off the headache that's already becoming a staple in his time as a teacher this year.
Meanwhile, behind other machines and flipped desks, the other students in the Support Course peaked out from behind cover when Midoriya said, "Ok everybody, the worst has come to pass you can come out now."
"You sure Midoriya?"
"Yes, don't worry, I've spent enough time with her to know when the explosions occur and when they're over."
The Development Studio in UA is a workshop dedicated to Costume adjustments and Support Items. It is located on the first floor of U.A. High School's main building and is managed by Power Loader. The room is filled with various tools, materials, and machinery used for costume development.
It was the 3rd day of classes in UA, and normally the classes should be somewhat starting to pick up the pace since students have been in their new school for three days now, and other than a quick scare with the school's alarm at their lunch break, all was well. But unbeknownst to almost everyone in UA, the alarm was only the prelude to the troubles today.
This day marks the moment where their future filled with death, suffering, and loss becomes washed away forever in the flow of time, never even known by anyone in their entire universe except for three people whose minds and memories all came from that future.
And it all starts with Class 1-A's trip to the USJ.
But apparently, even the Support Course is suffering from chaos just 3 days into the school year, and it was all thanks to a certain Crosshair-eyed baby maker.
Hatsume shook off the soot from her body and continued on as if nothing happened. She's wearing a plain black tank top with workshop coveralls tied casually around her waist, she has on black and gray gloves, black socks with small white stripes, white shoes, and finally, a pair of steampunk-looking goggles with crosshairs on them raised up to her head. "Hey, Midoriya! You think you can help me put my baby back together?"
Midoriya's wearing a dark green tank top, a silver-colored welding helmet on his head, black gloves, a light green jacket tied around his waist, loose black pants, and his signature red shoes.
The teacher and students all froze and pleaded with Midoriya with their eyes, practically screaming out, 'Please don't!'
He notices and comes up with an idea to distract her into creating something more under his control. He raises the helmet off his face. "Actually Hatsume, I was gonna ask you to help me with something-"
He didn't even finish his request before Hatsume zoomed for him and was inches from his face. "Really!? You want me to help with one of your babies!? What is it!?"
"It involves ASIA," Midoriya then brought out his phone and walked towards one of the desks with Hatsume in tow, the furthest from their classmates. (Can't be too careful around Hatsume.)
"Oh! Do you need help with some changes to the body that we're making for her? Or maybe you'll finally tell me how she works? Or are you going to teach me how to make a baby like her on my own? Or-"
When they went far enough away from everyone else, everyone released a breath that they didn't know they were holding.
One of them clasped his hands together in a prayer position and said, "Bless our lord and savior, Izuku Midoriya."
The rest, even Power Loader, followed suit. "Amen."
Truly, Izuku Midoriya is a saint.
"The body we're building for ASIA is coming along nicely, but it's still at least a week away from completion," Midoriya told Hatsume as he sets down his phone at the desk. "ASIA could you bring up the project please?"
"Yes, father." She responds, then the phone lit up and a hologram took shape above the phone.
"Since the main body for ASIA isn't complete yet, I've decided to make a smaller body for her to control for the time being," Midoriya explained to Hatsume as she stared in wonder at the hologram. It was showing a model of a small spider-like drone, it has a rotating head with cameras attached, 6 metal legs with magnetic clamps on the bottom, and as a bonus, speakers in the shape of ears on top. "It's pretty easy to make but I might need your Quirk for the more delicate wirework, so could you-"
But again, she cuts him off. "Of course! I'll get to work on it right away! ASIA, can you show me the blueprints?"
"Of course Hatsume." ASIA does as she asks, and Hatsume immediately goes to work.
Midoriya sighed fondly at her and went on to help her.
A few minutes in after she's calmed down a bit and their classmates continued on their work unimpeded, he thinks about what's about to happen today.
'I've already covered all my bases, the others have already prepared for everything that might happen in the USJ, lastly, Viktor and Kaina are now in position just waiting for the call to the police station. Everything's now riding on Izuku 1 keeping an eye on all the students when the attack comes.'
He internally chuckles. 'But knowing myself, Izuku 1 probably added a few more contingencies in the USJ before they left. I have absolutely nothing to worry about.'
"Hey, Hatsume?"
"Yes? What is it Midoriya?" She asked without looking up from her work. She was using her Quirk along with the goggles to precisely place each wire correctly without having to use a magnifying glass. Midoriya could've done it himself by increasing his eyesight, but this was just another opportunity to involve Hatsume again.
He sits next to her and started to put together the legs of the small drone. He sees her slightly pause as he sits so close to her.
"Thanks for helping me with this, you don't have to you know."
"Oh, you don't have to thank me Midoriya. You know that I like working with you." She comments, he could see a faint blush on her face when said that.
"I do know that, and I hope you know that I like doing this with you too." Midoriya chuckles. "But I wanted to thank you all the same. It's been... a little different ever since I met you. Remember what you did then to get my number?"
Hatsume bashfully chuckles and rubs the back of her head. "Hehe, yeah, sorry about that by the way. I just got super excited about ASIA."
He waves it off. "Don't worry about it, at least you're a bit more aware now of how embarrassing some of the things you say are."
She nods. "Yep, and it's all thanks to you. Now I know when to say I want to make a baby with you."
Midoriya hears some snickers in the background along with some small squeals from the girls, but he doubts that Hatsume picked up on that.
"Guess it's still a work in progress." He mutters quietly to himself.
He watches her work for a few moments just to see her face. Midoriya isn't really sure how her face remains nearly pristine through all the damage it has taken, but he doesn't really need to question it. She's cute, smart, and entertaining, in short, a girl that he'd never get bored with, and that's something Midoriya had realized about her. He can't quite yet say that he has feelings for her or if he even wants to have feelings for her, but if they were to end up together, he wouldn't really have a problem with it.
'Now, time to get just a tad bit closer.'
"Well, just know, that if you ever need something from me, just ask Hatsume."
She pauses her work for a moment and seems to think about something. He couldn't see her eyes because of the goggles but he could tell that they looked off to the side shyly as she thinks.
'There it is.'
"Mei." She simply states as she turns her head to face him.
"Hm?"
She raises her goggles and looks him straight in the eyes with a shy smile and blush combo. "You uh, can call me Mei."
He shows a surprised look on his face for a moment, before chuckling. "Well, only if you call me Izuku."
She blushes harder at that and smiles even wider. "Ok… Izuku."
"Hm." Midoriya hums, content.
'She's accepted the feelings, now how do I want to play this? Do I get her to confess or do I ask her out? Decisions, decisions.'
They continue to work for a while before Midoriya speaks to her again.
"So, Mei?" He calls her again, this time using her first name.
She got so giddy when he called her that, that she lightly stutters. "Y-yes?"
"I like it, calling you Mei I mean," He lightly smirks. "It's a short and sweet name, really captures what I think of you."
Oof, a sneak attack from him. Oh dear, are those steam coming out of her ears?
"O-oh, u-um, w-well Izuku's a cool name too! It's really… uh… you?"
He raises an eyebrow, amused at her embarrassment, he also hears a couple of his classmates snickering from across the room.
'Guess when the person getting teased is an insane mechanic prone to creating spontaneous explosions, no one really feels sorry for them.'
He chuckles and decides to give her a break by asking something else. "Have you met any of the Hero Course students yet?"
She stays silent for a few moments then shook her head and stomped down her embarrassment before processing the question. "Uh, no, not yet, though I think one of them floated above the crowd when the school's alarm went off. The one with glasses, he also told everyone the alarm was because of the reporters outside." She answers. "Why do you ask? Do you know them?"
He shook his head. "No, not all of them anyway." He looks back down and continues his work with a small knowing grin on his face. "But I just have this feeling that we'll know more about all of them very soon."
+/+
Shota Aizawa, also known as the Erasure Hero: Eraser head, really, really disliked how the current school year for UA was starting.
And considering that he's a teacher in one of the most famous Hero Schools on the planet, that is not a good outlook to have.
Aizawa is a slender and tall, pale-skinned man with messy, shoulder-length black hair that partially hangs in front of his face and often half-opened black eyes. His facial hair is almost always in a stubbly, unkempt state, and his eyes are tired and flat.
He's currently wearing a baggy black outfit that consists of a long-sleeved shirt and matching pants that tuck into his boots. He also wears a utility belt and his signature capture weapon wrapped around him like a scarf.
Shota Aizawa is a very stern and reserved man who has lofty expectations of his students. He is primarily motivated by logic and does not believe in the necessity to maintain a clean-cut appearance or filter his words or ideas for others. He often comes off as cold, apathetic, and impatient, exerting very little energy in most situations, preferring to take naps in his yellow sleeping bag instead.
He likes his peace and quiet, which is why the chaos happening in the bus he's in right now is not helping his mood.
Today, the hero students of Class 1-A are supposed to be in the USJ for rescue training, and since it was a reasonably far distance away from the UA Main Building, they had to take a bus to get there.
He can't even get some shut-eye on the bus because the students were busy talking with each other.
Now don't get him wrong, he thinks that camaraderie is all well and good to have with one's classmates unless it negatively affects their performance. But could they not have done this quietly or further away from him?
He could already tell that this year's batch of hero hopefuls is gonna be a huge pain in the neck for him.
As he sits at the front of the bus, he listens to the conversation of the students behind him.
'Might as well learn more about them.' He thinks to himself.
"I can't believe the bus' layout is open like this." He hears Tenya Ida say with a depressed voice. "It completely ruined my boarding strategy."
'Tenya Ida,' Aizawa thought. 'An adequate choice for Class Representative. Strong, smart, and well-trained, but a little too strict and rule-abiding, not enough flexibility to make choices on the fly.'
"Ida, you really need to chill." Mina Ashido tries to comfort him.
'Mina Ashido, she's not very good academically according to her Entrance Test, but physically she can hold her own. She's also a very positive person, which comes with various pros and cons.'
This was something Aizawa does whenever he has new students every year. He analyzes not just their Quirks, but their personalities as well. Every student is different from each other so just choosing one teaching method for all of them is illogical. Sometimes, a lesson has to be tweaked just a bit so that others would have an easier time learning it.
Which is something that the new teacher at UA still does not have a grasp on.
"Yeah Ida, I know that you're the Class Representative and everything, but your insistence is a little annoying, ribbit."
"Urk!" Ida makes a choking sound as if he was just punched in the gut.
'Tsuyu Asui, aloof and straight to the point, can seem a little insensitive at times, but she seems level-headed. Her calm personality and blunt deliveries could've made her a decent choice for Class Representative as well.'
"I apologize!" Ida yells, Aizawa doesn't even need to look behind him to know that Ida was bowing. "I promise to try harder to become the Class' ideal Representative Asui!"
"Call me Tsu."
"Oh don't beat yourself up, Ida!" Eijiro Kirishima speaks up. "It's only your first day of being Class Rep. Plus, I think you've already proven to us that you're the right choice, what you did during lunch was super manly!"
'Eijiro Kirishima, boisterous, outgoing, noble, and selfless, uses the terms 'manly' and 'unmanly' to describe things he likes and dislikes. A little naive and optimistic but can't fault him too much for that.'
"Yeah Ida, I mean other than the fact that you're stiffer than a plank of wood, I think you're doing pretty good too." Denki Kaminari pipes in.
'Denki Kaminari, sociable, friendly, and has a powerful Quirk, but not very smart, likely to need help with studies in the future.'
"I didn't mean that you were a bad pick Ida, ribbit," Asui assures him. "It could've been a lot worse, for example, Bakugo could've been voted in. He's always angry so he'd never be a good choice as a leader."
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY!? I'LL FUCKING MURDER YOU!"
"See?"
Aizawa couldn't help but frown at the student who just yelled.
'Katsuki Bakugo, powerful, intelligent, and motivated, superficially, has all the makings of a great Pro. But…'
There was no way of sugarcoating it, the kid was almost borderline psycho.
The training exercise that happened yesterday (Which had a lot of problems already on its own.) was a basic team training exercise of 2 versus 2. Since Class 1-A had an odd number of students, one of them had to go twice.
Shoto Todoroki won both times in just one move.
But it was Bakugo's turn that he focused on more.
While the training exercise was very sloppy work, the fundamentals should've been easy to grasp, regardless of how poorly put together it was. If you were the Heroes, you either get to the bomb or capture the opposing team. If you were the Villains, then you either capture the other team 1st or just simply run out the clock.
But Bakugo didn't care about those 2 ways of winning, he wanted to win his own way.
He wanted to beat the other team senseless.
So he abandoned Ochaco Uraraka, his partner, and did just that.
And lost.
Because while fighting Ida Tenya and Momo Yaoyorozu, alone, at the same time, the now Vice Rep Yaoyorozu came up with a brilliant plan to win by tricking Bakugo into brief skirmishes and slowing him down with traps long enough till he ran out of time.
It was clever, Aizawa can admit that, but in the middle of the fight between them, Bakugo straight up threw a tantrum. He used excessive force with his Support Gear, enough to kill, to try and beat them both, and when his partner came by and tried to help him, he used his Quirk to forcefully back her off.
For some reason, their professor at the time didn't disqualify him immediately after that.
Aizawa sighed and rubbed his forehead to alleviate the headache that he knows will be a common occurrence this year. He doubts that his warning to Bakugo earlier today does anything to curb his more violent tendencies, he needs much more work before Bakugo becomes acceptable.
'At least I'm not the only one that has a problem child. Nezu's pet project with Power Loader's student scares the shit out of me.'
He fought down a shiver when he remembered Nezu's laugh. It still haunts him some nights.
He then notices that they were close to the USJ, the giant dome-shaped building coming into view, so he stands up and calls out to the students.
"Hey, be quiet, we're here."
They exited the bus and immediately saw the two Heroes waiting for them.
"HAHA! Class 1A is here!" All Might yelled out boisterously.
While most of the class was still hyped up on the fact that All Might is teaching them, Aizawa lightly glared at his new colleague. He was against having All Might be a teacher at UA.
It's not that he doesn't think that All Might is a great hero, because he is.
You don't become the Number One Pro Hero for years just by being strong, you actually have to be skilled and charismatic enough to keep the people feeling safe.
But being a hero and being a teacher are two very different things. To his knowledge, All Might has zero experience in being a teacher.
The way he handled yesterday's debacle just solidifies that.
The other Pro here, The Space Hero: Thirteen, welcomes them in. "We've been waiting for you. Come in, we can't wait for you to see what's inside!"
As they walk into the USJ with the students in tow, Aizawa just thinks to himself, 'Hopefully, today will be less stressful than yesterday.'
If only he knew just how wrong he was.
+/+
"Right on the dot."
Izuku 1 looked up from his watch and back at the screen of his laptop and sees the students that had just entered the death trap.
He was sitting on the very top of the mountain zone, looking through his tiny, invisible, and untrackable cameras with audio that he and Kaina placed while they were here. He's surrounded by cloaking tech that hides his presence and any sound he makes, so he's not worried about getting spotted. He also has an opened bag right next to him.
He sees every single student and teacher halfway across the building, he hears Thirteen give a speech about the dangers of using Quirks (Like really? Did she have to say something that obvious? And why did almost everyone applaud that speech? It was basic common knowledge. Were they just taught how to be ignorant as a child?), but most importantly, he sees every single Villain hiding inside all the disaster zones. Not only that, but he also hears their conversations with each other.
And Izuku could not believe that he used to work with these animals.
Actually no, that's not fair to animals, because most of the things they do are motivated by survival.
But these dumb fucks?
"Oh shit, that guy wasn't kidding. All Might is here!"
"I can't wait to watch him die."
"You actually believe that shit? I'm just here to have some fun with the kids."
"Damn, some of the girls are actually pretty hot…"
"I call dibs on the pink one."
"You see what the ponytail one is wearing? Bitch is practically asking for it."
"Ugh, you guys are fucking disgusting, we were sent here to kill them remember? Not to have fun."
"Oh come on! We can have fun while killing them."
How the ever-living fuck did he think that associating with these failures of evolution in the past was a good idea? Was he so desperate to make All Might suffer that he justified being put in the same categories as these shitstains?
'Eugh, even just listening to them makes me feel sick. I'd love to just kill them and be done with it, but this is necessary. The attack on the USJ has to happen, it just needs to be way less tragic than what happened before.'
His plan requires the public to lose trust in heroes and the government, but it has to happen slowly and gradually. The last time he tried to damage them, with his anger and intellect combined, he did it with a sledgehammer and tore down the entire building, the problem was that his plan of rebuilding everything from the ground up was never going to work as long as All for One was around.
But he knows better now, there's no rage for society left inside him, only conviction. He has no desire to destroy anymore, now he only plans to create.
These Villains?
The Heroes?
Students?
All pawns in his plan, and they don't even know it.
But the good guys wouldn't have to worry even if they knew, Izuku could've just destroyed everything and everyone in this timeline and just built his society from scratch, or just unleashed his nanites as a bioweapon and assimilated the entire planet so that they would live together in peace, or he could've just went even further back in time and made sure that humanity never would've evolved to have Quirks in the first place.
But he didn't.
He wants to do it this way, where it's more entertaining and the most amount of people get their happy ending. Plus, his perfectionist side would never let All for One have the last laugh as he did last time. Izuku holds a little grudge for what he did.
He wants All for One to lose this time.
So really, he's willing to be the unsung savior of billions of people, he's planning on getting rid of the worst Villains the world had ever seen, and he's finally helping the planet to move forward with both its laws and its technology.
Isn't he just so selfless?
He then sees purple smoke start to appear in the middle of USJ.
'And here's the rest of the rogue gallery.'
He sees a hand reach out from the mist and slowly, the rest of the body follows suit.
There he was, in all his crusty glory.
Tomura fucking Shigaraki.
Izuku glared through the cameras.
He was younger, more immature, and a lot less powerful, but it was him.
Shigaraki is a slim man with pale skin, tinged yellow teeth, and wrinkled a great deal around his eyes. His lips are chapped and uneven, with a small mole on the right underneath, with visible scars on his right eye and under his lip. He has messy grayish-blue hair of varying lengths, the longest clumps reaching to about his shoulders, left hanging over his face in uneven waves.
He sports fourteen embalmed hands, all positioned so they're holding onto him onto different parts of his body. One on his face, a pair on his neck, on his arms, forearms, wrists, chest, and shoulders. He's wearing black pants which expose his ankles, a matching long-sleeved v-neck shirt, and…
Red shoes.
'At least he has good taste in footwear.'
The man he hates more than anything in existence is standing within a 0.001-second distance away from him.
The fact that Izuku didn't immediately blitz to his location and snapped his neck like a twig really showcased his maturity. The old him would've just killed him then and there and tried to come up with a plan for the aftermath.
He walks out of the portal and it widens until it almost encompassed the whole center of the building. More and more Villains pour out from the smoke, each one with different Quirks and appearances. Immediately the Pro Heroes realized that something was wrong. Something unscheduled was occurring and no alarms are being tripped.
"Hey uh, is this part of the training?"
"Students, get back!" All Might yelled at Class 1-A. "This isn't part of the exercise, those are real Villains!"
Some of the students tried to deny it but based on how serious the hero's faces are, they knew that this was no joke.
Shoto Todoroki was quickly able to surmise that the Villains were here for a purpose, the students were isolated and the presence of the Villains was being masked.
"Thirteen, get the students out of here, All Might and I will take care of the Villains!" Eraser Head says as he brings up his goggles.
"Right!" Thirteen affirmed. "Students, evacuate immediately! We are to retreat!"
Izuku then hears Shigaraki giggle to himself. It was a sadistic sound, with no warmth or humor in it, only sick satisfaction.
"Hehehehe, he's here. He's actually here! EhehehehahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Shigaraki starts laughing like a damn maniac. "He's here Kurogiri! I can't believe it! HAHAHAHAHAHA! The schedule was right!"
"Yes, it was Shigaraki." A voice sounded out from the mist as two yellow slits appeared from it. "However I advise you to stay cautious, All Might is still a very powerful Hero, regardless of the fact that he may be weakened."
Kurogiri is the one thing that Dr. Kyudai Garaki had made that actually still impresses Izuku. His notes and theories on Quirks really did help Izuku to create the monstrous power that he now possesses, and in time, Izuku's knowledge of Quirks had far exceeded that of Garaki's. But Kurogiri is still an amazing piece of art.
The combination of Quirks, the sentience, and the unquestionable obedience, it's the Doctor's finest work.
Kurogiri's entire body is made out of a dark purple mist, save for his eyes, which are glowing yellow. Underneath all that mist, he wears a very elegant suit with a tie and has a metal brace that goes from around his collarbone to just below his eyes.
"Why the hell would I need to be careful?" He asked, and on cue, one more thing came out of the portal.
It was a large, black humanoid monster with a very muscular body that has many scars on it. Its brain is exposed on the top of its head, while its large eyes are around it. It has a beak-like mouth with an array of sharp teeth.
It only wears a pair of beige pants and metal knee pads designed to emulate skulls. Its feet and torso are left bare.
"We have the Nomu here. We have nothing to worry about." Shigaraki ignores Kurogiri's warning. "Today, the Symbol of Peace dies."
The creature merely stood next to him like a loyal dog, unmoving until given an order or its master is put at risk.
Shigaraki sees the students attempting to escape the way they came from.
"Oh dear, that's no good. Kurogiri?"
"Right away."
Kurogiri then disappears from the center plaza.
"Nomu, you see that big strong guy?" Shigaraki points towards All Might. The Nomu follows his finger and looks straight at the Hero.
All Might notices the gesture but before he could do anything, Shigaraki says, "Kill him."
With a speed that would send the Ida family reeling in shock, the Nomu rockets towards All Might, moving so fast that no one other than Izuku and All Might himself was able to see it.
All Might was barely able to bring up his arms to block the titanic punch that was aimed straight for his face. The clash between them had resulted in a massive gust of wind from the force of the impact.
Eraser Head was barely able to keep his footing from the gust that hit him. "All Might!"
"Go!" All Might bellows out to him, straining against the strength of the Nomu. "I'll handle this one! Don't let the other Villains get past!"
Eraser Head knew that this was no time to hesitate, so with a brief cry of, "Right!", he jumps down the stairs and faces the other Villains.
Izuku knew that he can't let anyone die here today, but he can't help but crack a smile at the familiarity of it all.
'It's like watching a movie you've seen before and rewatching it again to just make fun of it.' It was an amusing sight to him. Because everyone in this building is small fry. It's like watching a bunch of chuunibyous fight each other with their imaginary powers, not knowing that someone with the power to decimate a city with their pinkie finger is watching.
It's kinda funny.
For him, not so much for everyone else.
"All right everyone," Izuku says to himself as he reaches into the open bag next to him and pulls out a…
Bag of popcorn, cheese flavor.
He tears it open and says, "Let's get this shitshow on the road."
I realized that I would've made a monstrosity of a chapter if I did the whole thing in one swoop, so it's split. The next one is going to be more action-packed. I think. Also, All Might still has his Quirk so his power is still relatively pretty good.