It's early when they get home. He puts her in his bed, tucks her in, and takes the couch. The next morning, while the little girl is sleeping, he turns on the news and it cuts to a helicopter shot of the Shie Hassaikai headquarters. The reporter, a disgruntled looking man with red skin and sharp teeth, is describing the scene before him.
"Official police reports say that the attack took place early this morning, leaving no one alive. Police and heroes had been investigating this particular group for some time, but it seems that someone beat them to their goal." The feed from the helicopter expands to fill the screen. Then, it cuts to an average-looking man in his mid-30s, wearing a trench coat and a fedora. Izuku thought those went out of style in the early 2000s, but apparently not. The flavor text underneath him reads 'Detective Tsukauchi Naomasa', and Izuku memorizes his face.
"There is substantial evidence that something was taken from the site, but we don't yet know what. We also don't know what quirk this vigilante character has, but we suspect that it's an emitter somewhat like the R-Rated Hero: Midnight's quirk, Somnambulist." Izuku stifles a laugh, turning up the volume as he readies breakfast. Tsukauchi continues, brow furrowing into some semblance of a scowl. Poor guy. At least it's sunny out today.
"We've been investigating this group for three months, and then this happens. We don't know, and we don't know how, but we're going to get to the bottom of it. And if you're watching this-" Tsukauchi turns to the camera and Izuku leans forward, pressing his stomach against the counter to the point where it's uncomfortable.
"Yeah?" he breathes. "What are you gonna do?"
"-we'll find you. And we'll put you away."
The screen goes black, the remote in his hand. He leans back.
Midoriya Izuku stands in his kitchen, making breakfast, and shakes his head, smiling.
"You won't. But good luck, Detective."