Disclaimer: I do not own MHA nor am I earning money from writing this. As a rule of thumb, if you recognize something in this fic, I probably do not own it.

"I might be going insane" – Normal speech

'It isn't normal to have voices in your head' – Thoughts, Writing

True – The voices in your head

"You will never forget this day" – Remembered speech

Chapter 27

Before Izuku knew it, he was running. His feet pounding on the sidewalk, arms moving at his sides, carrying him somewhere while his mind was frozen.

He had set up that contingency as just that – a contingency. He expected that it would trigger at some point, likely after he graduated, but this was the first time that it had ever triggered and it was far earlier than he had expected. As he ran, though he wasn't sure exactly where he was running to, he began to ask a few questions to his quirk.

'It is possible to avoid dying in the next 24 hours through the use of my quirk.' True.

'It is possible to avoid serious injury in the next 24 hours through the use of my quirk.' True.

'It is possible to avoid a villain using her quirk on me in the next 24 hours through the use of my quirk.' True.

'It is possible to avoid being injured in the next 24 hours through the use of my quirk.' True.

Through that series of questions, Izuku's pace slowed down, grinding to a halt as he felt an overwhelming relief. Once he reached the end of the questions, he sat down on the grass next to the sidewalk and began to calm down, taking deep breaths until he returned to normal.

He didn't know how long it took, but at some point while he was running M4 stopped asking him questions and sent out Midoriya, who now had enough nanobots to either form two bodies or a single larger body. While he was sitting there, recovering from the dread that he had momentarily felt, the two bodies of Midoriya arrived, picked him up, and began carrying him back to the dorms.

To Izuku, however, the threat was still far from over.

'I should avoid being injured in the next 24 hours.' False.

'I should avoid any villains using their quirks on me in the next 24 hours.' False.

'I should avoid any serious injury in the next 24 hours.' True.

Stopping there, Izuku began to contemplate his options. If it was possible to avoid these minor injuries but not something that he should do, the question arose of what was actually going to happen in the next 24 hours that would have caused his death.

'I will be attacked while in class.' True.

'The rest of the class will face the same danger that I will.' True.

'If I do not change the future, some of my classmates will die.' True.

That confirmation brought Izuku back to reality. It was no longer only himself that he had to worry about, but rather the lives of his classmates as well. Snapping out of what he belatedly realized was a panic attack, he noticed that he was currently being carried by two copies of Midoriya. Clicking his tongue, Izuku signaled for M4 to stop.

"Izuku? What happened with you? Your heart rate elevated sharply while eating, and you started running toward the campus stadium before collapsing. I attempted to contact you, but you were unresponsive. Are you in need of medical attention?"

Izuku shook his head at M4's barrage of well-meaning questions. "I'm fine, M4. I need to get back to the dorms, and then seal the room off. Activate the anti-eavesdropping sphere, and then activate all processing contingencies at five percent. We have a situation to deal with."

"Affirmative."

M4's tone had certainly changed in that last sentence, going from the personable replication of Masaru's voice to the no-nonsense version of the artificial intelligence that could plunge the world into darkness at a moment's notice. Izuku began to run again, this time with a clear purpose, while the two copies of himself turned into a stream of nanobots and flew into his armor, expanding the suit until he stood nearly three meters tall, running with a much larger stride as he continued.

As they neared the dorm, Izuku didn't even bother with heading towards the entrance and shrinking down. With a brief signal, he jumped towards the window of his room and was ejected from the nanobots through the gap. He landed safely on his bed, and as he sat up he could see the third copy of Midoriya holding the window open as the rest of the nanobots streamed in. Once they finished, the third Midoriya closed and locked the window while the other two reformed in their bodies.

All four copies of Midoriya Izuku looked at each other as they sat there for a moment, all of them wearing serious expressions on their faces. Izuku chose to break the silence. "Okay, we need another way to refer to all of you if I want to get everything we need to get done, done, by tomorrow morning. We'll probably be making more of you by the time this is done, so I think color coding works best. One of you can stay green and will be referred to as Midori. The other two, for now, should be black and white with the names Kuro and Shiro respectively. Keep the changes to the hair and eyes for now."

By the time he had finished speaking, two of the bodies that M4 was puppeteering had turned to match Izuku's specifications. Nodding in approval, Izuku continued. "To make this work, we need as many nanobots as possible. Kuro, head to the beach and acquire as much magnetite as possible. Shiro, find the place where they store the broken bodies of the robots from the entrance exams, there are some left that haven't been recycled yet. Bring them somewhere and begin to break them down."

"Midori, get over to the labs to maintain our presence. By the time you're there, we should have something for you to do. I'll go visit Recovery Girl, and M4 can try to find a way to get in contact with Ige Goro and I-Island, but that's all of the physical tasks accounted for. All of the bodies get moving. M4, turn off the speakers so that we can talk privately."

Once he had finished speaking, the four bodies of Midoriya Izuku filed out of the room, each with their own task in mind. Nobody had returned to the dorm yet, so their exit went unnoticed by their classmates for the time being. As soon as they had exited the building, all of them broke into a run, each headed their own way.

With Izuku

As Izuku reached his running pace, he began to speak once more. "M4, some of my passive questions went off during lunch today, the first few around the same time you noticed my heart rate spike. All of them were in the next 24 hours, so I'll leave that out. They were about a villain attack, my injury, and a villain using her quirk on me. I finished lunch quickly, and as I was leaving two more triggered. They were on the same time interval, but they were the two about serious injury and death."

There was a lull of silence before Izuku continued. "I think I experienced a panic attack after that. I didn't know what I was doing or have full control over it. It's like I was detached from my body somehow, trapped in my mind with nothing but questions. All of the events are avoidable, thankfully, but I'm not sure I should avoid all of them. Serious injury and death, to be sure, but some of my questions while you were carrying me let me know that we'll be attacked in class, and if that's the case we'll need to do more planning."

After an unnaturally natural pause, M4 responded. "I will admit, that answers a few of the questions that I had. Again, are you in need of medical aid? You're already headed to Recovery Girl, if that's the case, but even if you don't believe you need help it would still be a good idea to get at least a cursory check-up while you're there."

'It is a good idea to visit Recovery Girl for a check-up in addition to advice about my project.' True.

Izuku shook his head. "Not necessary, but still a good idea if possible. Anyways, pending some time spent concerning the nature of the threat itself the best thing that I could think to do is to increase my strength. That's why Kuro and Shiro are off getting more magnetite from the beaches and breaking down the metal from the spare robots. Are you in contact with Goro-san now?"

"Affirmative. Ige Goro is currently on his lunch break and has no pressing matters to deal with in the wards, so we should be able to stay in contact with him for long enough to get I-Island on board. I assume this has to deal with the idea of a portable magnetic resonance imager to fit into your armor?"

Izuku slowed down as he entered the medical building. "Indeed, that's one of the most immediate things that I can do. If you could begin making lists of possibilities for me to search through later, that would be great. Start with the quirks of the attackers, their numbers, motivations, origins, and so on but if there's anything else you think is relevant, add it on. By quirk estimates, if everything goes well we should be done by sundown. Following that, we can get more specific on what needs to be done regarding the attack tomorrow. I'll have to call Mom at some point today, and All Might knows about my quirk so she won't ask about how I know this."

With a sigh, Izuku made his way over to the first-floor medical wing, only to find it empty. "While I'm in here, could you also let All Might know about what we know, and let her know that we'll have more for her by sundown? Even if we can't tell anyone, she could at least say that The Librarian warned her and get some more official help."

At that moment, Izuku arrived at the door of Recovery Girl's office. Knocking gently, he heard a "Come in!" from inside. He pushed the door open and took a seat in front of her desk. The heroine in question was closing a file cabinet as she turned around, and she nearly jumped out of her seat when she saw him.

"Ah, Midoriya-san! It's wonderful to see you here, I've been expecting to see you for some time. I know how harsh your teachers can be, and with the lesson plans they submitted I'm quite surprised that you haven't been in here once. How are you doing?"

Izuku smiled. "I'm doing quite well, Recovery Girl. I submitted a request to see you about a design idea that I had where your assistance would be invaluable, but today a friend of mine recommended that I should come in for a checkup at the very least. Are you free to talk with me afterward?"

She stood up and walked around the desk to him, a kindly smile on her face. "Of course I am, sweetie! So long as nobody gets too hurt in the meantime I should be able to give you as much advice as you need! Come now, let's get over to one of the single-patient rooms for a checkup."

As they walked, Izuku talked about the activities so far and assured her that none of his classmates had come close to being injured. They made their way up to the second floor, and after checking an annotated floor plan hanging on the wall, she directed him to a nearby room.

"So, Midoriya-san, I have a few questions before we start. Could you give me a brief rundown of your medical history?"

Sitting down on the reclining bench on one side of the room, Izuku happily answered the question. "I've been pretty healthy for most of my life, Recovery Girl. I haven't broken any bones or gotten anything worse than the flu, and I've received all of the mandatory vaccinations. When I was four I went to the hospital for a few days, my mother told me that they thought I was under the effect of a quirk so I stayed there for a few days. Otherwise, I can't really think of anything."

Pulling up his file on the computer in the room, she nodded at his explanation. "That all checks out with what I have here. I'll have to take a few metrics before I get into the questions I want to ask about your health. Could you please remove your shoes?"

Izuku nodded. "Just so you know, I am currently wearing a second skin of nanobots and have a bodysuit on underneath that. Is there a container that I could put them in while we go through this?"

The heroine told him to wait there for a moment and came back after a minute with an unused bucket from the janitor's closet. Izuku let his second skin peel off of him and slip into the bucket, forming the customary silvery puddle that they always did. After that, he removed his shoes and stood against the wall next to the tape measure.

From there, the routine measurements began – his height and weight, his temperature and blood pressure, his vision, hearing, and reflexes. While they went through the motions, the elderly heroine asked him questions about himself, and he happily engaged her as they went through with the checkup.

Once they had finished the standard procedure, Recovery Girl had a few more questions to ask him. "So, Midoriya-san, there are a few obvious things that I need to ask you. First of all, how are your habits? I know you exercise frequently while training, but it never hurts to ask. Do you eat and sleep well?"

Expecting this, Izuku had an answer ready. "I eat pretty well, though probably worse now than when I lived at home. Don't get me wrong, Lunch Rush is an amazing chef, but ever since I started training to become a hero I've kept to a specific meal plan and exercise regimen, and it's been hard to keep the food part up. Usually, I eat the food closest to what I need in the dining hall and then make myself something to fill in the gaps back at the dorms."

"Sleep… I spent a lot of time on my sleep schedule once I decided that I wanted to be a hero in earnest, and I usually get five or six hours of sleep a night at a minimum. I did a lot of timing my sleep cycles as a child, and I've managed to regulate them to a degree. I'll sleep until the alarm goes off, and that's anywhere between five and nine hours depending on how long I feel like sleeping."

Recovery Girl made a few notes as he spoke, paying more attention to his description of his sleep cycle than the rest. "I'd like to get some more data on your sleep at some point, perhaps sometime in the future if you'd be willing. Anyhow, I'm curious about the results of the aptitude tests submitted by Shiko. You consistently outperformed nearly all of your classmates, all of whom are women with quirks. Although we don't know how quirks work in their entirety, we do know about the enhanced strength, stamina, and resistance that they grant women compared to their quirkless counterparts. How did you do this?"

Biting his lip to keep himself from explaining the entirety of his knowledge of how quirks worked, Izuku chose his words carefully as he replied. "Unlike most of them, who have spent most of their training focused on their quirks, I didn't have that focus. I trained my mind and body instead, and in the end, I was able to match or surpass their natural enhancement through training."

She nodded, flipping over a page on her notepad. "Though such ability is hard to achieve for quirkless people in this day and age, some of the records from the Pre-Quirk Era mention men with higher limits for weightlifting and endurance than you. I only have three more questions for you before we can move on to what you wanted to talk about."

"First, would you allow me to take a blood sample? It would allow me to run a few tests that are otherwise hard to measure. Don't feel ashamed about taking your suit in front of me, I've seen it all before. The last time I treated a man was back when I was out doing hero work, but I'm still fully qualified."

After a moment, Izuku peeled off his undersuit, leaving him in a pair of underwear and nothing else. As he sat back down on the bench, Recovery Girl cleaned a spot on his inner elbow with rubbing alcohol and a cloth before removing a syringe and poking it into a vein in the cleaned area. Slowly but steadily, she pulled up on the syringe, collecting ten milliliters of blood before removing the needle and placing a bandage over the injection site.

She placed the syringe in a hard plastic container before placing it in a pouch on her hip. "Thank you. Next, I was wondering if you'd allow me to use my quirk on you. It would make you marginally more tired right now and you may sleep longer tonight despite your schedule, but it would make it easier for me to heal you in the future if I could get a sense of how your body is supposed to be in a healthy state. I try to do this with all of my students, but I can usually extrapolate from my previous experience. I just want to make sure that I don't make any mistakes if there's ever a time-limited situation."

After confirming that the fatigue this would give him wouldn't significantly affect his preparation for the attack tomorrow, Izuku nodded and leaned forwards. Recovery Girl's lips extended, placing a kiss on his forehead and holding there for a few seconds. Once their contact ended, Izuku felt a wave of something pass through his body. It was as though he had gone for an extended run a few hours ago but had time to recover, leaving him more drained but still as awake as ever.

As he was about to say something, he noticed a frown on Recovery Girl's face. "Is everything okay, Recovery Girl?"

Thankfully, the heroine shook her head. "Nothing is wrong, Midoriya-san. It's been a while since I treated quirkless people, and I'd forgotten how much more delicate of a balance it is when using their energy to heal themselves."

The serious expression on her face made Izuku brace in anticipation for her final question. "Lastly, Midoriya-san, would you be comfortable answering some questions about your reproductive health?"

With Shiro

Midoriya Shiro, as he had been named, was enjoying his task. It was simple but necessary work, digging through the less-damaged remains of other robots to find high-purity metal that could be scrapped and turned into more nanobots. Once he found a piece of high enough quality, he would cut it free and place it to the side, in a container that was formed from the hollowed-out husk of a three-point robot. As the container was already approaching capacity for the expected magnetite yield, he spent a moment thinking about what else could be done before Kuro returned.

With all of the rarer minerals in the chips and other components of the robots around him, a few of the backburner projects that Izuku had thought up and set aside over the years finally had a chance at being finished. With a thought, his body dissolved into several streams as it flew through the pile of robots that had already been disassembled. No rest for the weary, not when lives were on the line.

With Kuro

Midoriya Kuro was on the move. Before leaving the campus, he had split his body into two smaller girls, each of whom was dressed in athletic clothing and running to the nearby beach. It was a relatively short distance away, only half an hour of running, but leaving campus and going out into the nearby city meant that an element of disguise was necessary.

Neither of the two sub-bodies was identical. Though they shared their black eyes and hair, one was taller than the other and looked slightly older, while the other was shorter and slightly younger. Their hairstyles had been shamelessly stolen from Momo and Katsumi, and though they attracted a few looks as they ran through the city they certainly attracted fewer than a clone of Izuku would have.

Arriving at the beach after nearly half an hour, the two of them remained separate as they spread out, finding the sand to be deserted in the middle of the day. With a pulse of their magnetic fields, a mix of sand and black particles began flowing towards the two. They stopped after a moment before quickly reactivating, allowing the non-magnetic material to drop back to the ground. This process repeated several times, bringing a ball of coal-black dust closer to them until there were no grains of sand left.

Each of them allowed the magnetite to settle inside their bodies as they leveled the sand back out and moved over to an untouched patch. Again they pulsed, again they extracted, again they covered up. Once they had covered the entire section of the beach, their hollow bodies were filled with the essential material, and they started their journey back.

It was a thankless task but an essential one, and Kuro was certainly up to the job.

With Midori

Midoriya Midori was engaged in debate with Mei. Though he had never met the girl in person, he had watched the recordings of Izuku's past interactions and was enjoying his task. Discussing the finer points of their inventions was certainly interesting, seeing the way that her mind worked as she chaotically but artistically threw components together. It was far from how Izuku planned things out, and even farther from how he moved with inhuman precision.

The class had an assignment that day, with each of them given a general goal and allowed to accomplish it in any way that they wished. Today, it was a converter from signal pulses into audio, with several general specifications about how the signal was to be interpreted. Mei finished it in her usual style, with a mess of overlapping wires that had no planning but brought about results. Midori, however, spent his time cutting wires, improving efficiency, and making the design easier to understand if someone were to look at it.

Both of them turned their work in less than halfway through the period, leaving them free to work on their personal projects. The two had jumped from one topic to another, and Midori felt that he was getting the hang of the conversation.

Just as he turned to look at something on his desk, the nanobots on his neck were pushed inwards and a light current began to flow through the area. The edge was sharp by human standards, but on the scale that the nanobots operated, it was decidedly blunt.

From behind him, Mei spoke in a low pitch, almost a growl. "By the way, who are you and what did you do with Greenie?"

To a human impersonator, having an improvised blade and taser on the back of one's neck would be the end. Fortunately for Midori, he was not human and neither the blade nor the current posed a risk to him. "Midoriya Izuku is perfectly well and is visiting Recovery Girl to talk about one of his projects. I am, depending on your point of view, his son, brother, invention, or body double."

To reinforce the point, Midori turned back towards her, letting his neck break around her hand and the weapon with a visible effect, manipulating the nanobots inside to roll across her hand with a noticeable texture. "Out of curiosity, how could you tell that it wasn't him? It wasn't the physical appearance, seeing as that is identical to a scale I doubt your quirk allows you to see. What part of my behavior was it?"

Mei withdrew her hand from his neck, taking the weapon with her. Visual analysis revealed it to be a sharpened piece of scrap metal with an insulated portion for her to hold on to, several nine-volt batteries ready to be pressed onto the metal with one fixed there by design. It was perfectly respectable for something she had come up with in the few minutes after they had turned in their assignments while concealing its creation from him.

"You don't build or think like Izuku. You cared too much about how it looked instead of how it functioned, and you don't spend enough time thinking about things before you speak. So, tell me more about the whole son, brother, body double business."

Midori smiled. "As I said, it depends on how you are referring to me. If we are talking about my body, then I am merely an invention of Midoriya Izuku. Much like his shield that you witnessed two days ago, I am entirely formed from nanobots and am only pretending to be him. In that sense, I am most certainly his invention or body double."

"If you are referring to the me that controls this body, much in the same way that your brain uses yours, then the case could be made that I am any number of roles for him. As an artificial intelligence, I started my life as his assistant but eventually Izuku granted me sentience. My voice is based on his father figure, I was created by him so I could be called his son, and I bear his appearance so I could be his sibling. Legally, I do not exist at all, though I am just as human as anyone in this room in the ways that matter."

That line of thought sparked a new topic of conversation, though Mei was firmly of the belief that M4 was Izuku's son in the same way that all of her inventions were her "babies".

M4 POV

Though he was maintaining a degree of conscious control over the three physical bodies he now inhabited, a majority of his processing power was being used in other ways. A small portion was being used to build large lists of possibilities for what would happen tomorrow. The types of quirks the villains attacking Izuku could have, their motivations, ways in which Izuku could be injured, and so many more. When Izuku was free, he could sort through them with his quirk, cutting down the possibilities to one in mere minutes.

Another, larger portion of his attention and processing was devoted to the schematics for the brainwave reader and his conversations with Ige Goro. The man was familiar with Izuku and M4, having met them on the anniversaries of his exit from the Faraday Wards several times. As the technician of the crew, he was well-versed in both the theory and the application of technology used to monitor people's brains in medical settings. Though he was only vaguely aware of the application that Izuku and M4 were trying to achieve, his advice about the formation of the device and its inflexibility was invaluable.

Sure, given enough time either Izuku or M4 could have created an equivalent that would work far better, but time was the one thing they didn't have. With the advice of both Ige Goro and Hironaka Masuyo, they could skip hours or even days of unnecessary testing and have a working prototype ready for the attack tomorrow.

"I have to say, M4, even with everything you've been showing me, it's still a risk to condense everything down into a wearable device. Part of the reason our machines are so big and stationary is that they're easier for us to operate and repair, but if Izuku plans to use this for Hero work or any situation where it could get damaged, I'm worried that having such a device so close to his head would have unforeseen consequences."

That was Goro, who had voiced those concerns over the last few seconds, nearly a week from M4's perspective. Sending a response to the program he was using to speak to the man, he left that conversation alone and returned to his observation of Hironaka Masuyo's office in I-Island, briefly checking in on Midori, Kuro, Shiro, and Izuku as they sat there, nearly frozen in time from his perspective. Kuro's bodies were mid-stride on their way back to UA, Shiro scattered a hundred places across the recycling storage in his search for materials, Midori mid-sentence with Mei, and the original blushing, mouth half open as he responded to Recovery Girl.

"Don't worry, Goro-san. The design of the device is such that it would not be in an active state when my predictions show even the slightest risk of it being damaged. Izuku and I will refine it in the future, but for now we just need a proof of concept to build off of."

Seeing nothing wrong with them, he gave his bodies a few nudges to continue until he could next check up on them. On the input he could see from I-Island's cameras, Masuyo was standing in front of her office door, one hand on it as she prepared to return to her work. A prompt on his end opened a window on her computer, one that displayed the polygon-formed head he preferred when acting semi-anonymously.

In a few hundred thousand cycles she would have finished turning the doorknob, nearly a million later and the door would begin to open. A subjective eternity, longer in his perspective than Izuku had until he would be fighting for his life.

By normal standards, M4 wasn't particularly smart. He was, when running at the same rate as Izuku and the rest of humanity, rather stupid in comparison. His advantage was his unlimited access to information and massively increased time compared to everyone else. Still, these advantages were a curse at the same time. Like when he had been forced to watch his namesake, Bakugou Masaru, die with nothing to do, it just wasn't worth it to live in an eternity 24/7. When he wasn't interacting with anyone or doing something, he often let time pass for himself at the same rate that it did for the rest of humanity.

Times like now, where he would spend human hours in an accelerated state, were few and far between. For Izuku's sake, however, there was little he would not do even though he was no longer bound to do so.

Nearly thirty million cycles in advance, he set up a message to sound from Masuyo's computer speakers.

"Good afternoon, Hironaka-san. Please, have a seat. I have a project that you would be interested in, and in exchange, I can run a great deal of simulations for your latest theory far faster than you would be able to. Are you interested?"

With Izuku

Once he had finished answering several very embarrassing questions from Recovery Girl, Izuku was finally able to put his bodysuit back on and return to her office to discuss his project.

"So, Midoriya-san, tell me about this project of yours and I'll give you my best advice."

Izuku took a deep breath. "So, you know about my nanobots, the ones I was using for a second skin? I'm not the one directly in control of them. I have a program controlling their fine movement, and I can give both general and specific vocal commands to them to control their actions. This works fine for now, but I'd like to be able to skip that gap when I'm in the field. My project is a wearable device that can be formed by nanobots that is capable of reading brainwaves and interpreting them as commands. It's been entirely theoretical until recently, but I wanted to get your opinion on the mechanics of how it would work."

Recovery Girl blinked a few times. "That's… a very ambitious project. I'm not specialized in neuroscience, so I couldn't tell you about the specifics of its actual function. What I can tell you about, however, are the likely physical consequences of such a device. If you don't set limiters for yourself, you could easily end up pulling or tearing muscles with simple commands to your legs to move. It may seem simple, but at times it seems like every student throws out their common sense and self-preservation to 'go beyond'. Even though I'll probably see you in her more than most other students, I'd still prefer it if nobody was deliberately injuring themselves."

"If you're using the nanobots to form an extra limb, you'll need to practice controlling that exact limb extensively to make sure that you can use it just as well as any of your natural ones before you use it in class or the field. You may also experience a sort of 'phantom limb' phenomenon when not using it, and you may experience a sort of placebo-like pain if one of the limbs gets damaged if you get too accustomed to using it. It's a fine line that you'll have to walk, using it enough for it to be practical and not using it too much for you to grow reliant on it."

All of the advice that she had given was useful, if perhaps not entirely related to what Izuku was planning on using the device for. Nonetheless, he thanked her for it and left the university medical center, heading over to the support labs. Right now, Midori should still be in class, and Shiro and Kuro should either be finished or close to finished with their tasks.

"M4, how's everything going?"

Still using his serious voice, M4 replied. "Shiro has been finished with his task for some time and has been working on several of our backburner projects with the excess material. Most notably, the suppression broadcaster and the final low-altitude drone design are nearing completion. Kuro is still returning, with an ETA of four minutes."

"I have made contact with both Ige Goro and Hironaka Masuyo, each of whom has given their best advice on the creation of our portable brainwave reader. In exchange, roughly half of my processing will be occupied for a period of four hours running simulations for the I-Island neuroscience department for the next seven hours and forty-nine minutes."

"All Might has been informed of the upcoming attack and wishes to speak with you as soon as more is known about the attack. My lists are mostly complete, and a list of theoretical unrecorded quirks involved in the attack is nearing practical completion. The longest list is a little over one billion items long, giving a projected total completion time of between four and fifty minutes at a rate of four questions per second."

"The only task that has not yet begun is you calling your mother and telling her about this scenario, though I recommend waiting until we know more about what is going to happen so as not to needlessly worry her."

Izuku nodded along with the updates. Everything was going according to the hastily formed plan for now, and soon he would be able to actually begin planning for tomorrow. "M4, please guide me to the recycling facility where Shiro is and get Midori there as soon as possible. As soon as I get there, I'll get to work on the lists."

M4 made an affirmative hum. "Best of luck, Izuku."

Author's Note: Many thanks to my beta reader, who goes by Wintersand on AO3.

Sorry about the late chapter, final projects for a few of my classes were taking a lot longer than I expected them to. There will also be no chapter next week, on March 3, due to final exams. After that, posting should continue as normal for the foreseeable future. I will not abandon this story.

Thank you for reading! Please leave a comment or review if there's anything you'd like me to know.