"Hey octopus," a certain red head called out, sitting on a box in an ally.
"Yes Karma?" The 'octopus' answered, his yellow head turning to the boy.
"Never mind."
He had dismissed the idea of conversation, but what he was originally going to say was still echoing in his head.
I miss Nagisa.
Well, Karma thought, standing up and stretching, Ten months to go.
"Flame-face!" He called, a man with purple flames for a head and a suit cane stepping out from the darkness.
"You called?" He asked, extending a hand towards the pair in the open.
"Geez, I swear you have ears everywhere," Karma complained, arms shoved into his pockets. "Anyways, bring us back to LOV, will ya?"
"I could've done that too." Koro-Sensei sulked, his face turning blue and tears sliding down.
"Having you bring me places at Mach-22 is not fun. Even Kurogiri's portals are better." The red head shrugged, and the ground beneath them turned black, letting them freely fall through and into the bar.
He landed on his feet.
"Hey! We're back!" Karma halfheartedly shouted.
"Karma-Kun!" Toga yelled back, appearing out of nowhere and wrapping her arms around the boy's waist. Said boy grunted out of surprise and the pain of being squeezed to death, taking advantage of his toned build and super strength quirk to pry her off.
"Aww, don't you love me?" The yandere pouted.
"I don't. I only love-" Akabane quickly cut himself off, eyebrows furrowed. He was about to say he only loved Nagisa. Why?
Sure, being near the feminine ball of sunshine made his mood generally better, and sure, his smile seemed to light up the room, and not to mention his assassin skills were unique and it fit his small petite build quite well, and- Karma stopped mid thought. Could he possibly have a crush on Nagisa?
But they knew each other for so long, and he had practically just abandoned him halfway through their friendship.
A giggle emitted from the octopus, only the red head noticing, a drop of sweat running down his temple.
A giggling Koro-Sensei was never good...
"You only love what? Or rather, who?" Toga squealed, jumping and blushing harder.
"I think I know who you're talking about, Karma. I even have pictures," Koro-Sensei teased, testing the waters for possible blackmail.
"You... what?" Karma asked, his body rigid despite still having a poker face on.
"N," The yellow teacher started to spell out, "A," he continued, "G-"
"Okay, okay. Stop." He growled, eyes narrowed.
"Or what?" The Sensei asked.
"Oh yeah, remember the anti-Sensei weapons we had? I made more." Karma smirked. He reached behind his back and pulled out a green knife from seemingly nowhere.
"Eh? What's a rubber knife gonna do against him?" Toga questioned. The whole League of Villains has heard of the octopus's seemingly immortal 'quirk'.
"Let me demonstrate."
The red head proceeded to use his quirk, super strength, to latch onto the creature. His almost orange eyes glinted with bloodlust. Quicker than humanly possibly, a yellow tentacle lay on the floor wiggling, golden liquid falling out of the exposed flesh of the Sensei.
"It does wonders." Karma finally replied, jumping off his teacher. His teacher who's face was currently in shock, his eyes moving into the way center of his head, and his ever present smile becoming a thin line.
"I want one!" The human feline shouted, stars in her eyes.
"I only have one, and it's mine." Karma answered, stuffing it back from whence it came from.
"Hey, where are the others?" He asked, turning towards Toga, knife no longer visible.
"Doing community service." She giggled.
"What are they doing?" He pressed.
"You're no fun. They're hunting down wannabe heroes." She pouted once again.
A slapping noise came from the corner of the room. At once, the two young villains turned to the source, ready to attack.
"It was only me." Koro-Sensei giggled. It seemed his ego had grown back with his tentacle.
"Oh, forgot to ask, what's your quirk even?" Karma questioned the octopus.
"Transformation, of course!" He answered.
A puff of smoke appeared in the room, and it revealed a shortish adult wearing oversized clothes. That must've been what he looked like before becoming a lab rat.
"This is my human form."
"What the hell?!" The red head yelled. "You didn't think to tell us this until now, Reaper?!"
He had given nicknames for everyone. Kurogiri was Flame-Face, Shigari as Chapstick, Dabi was Emo-Sea urchin, Toga being Yandere, and All for One as dude. He couldn't think of a not very offensive name to give to the master who was obviously more powerful than him.
The teacher sighed indignantly.
"What about your other quirk Karma?"
"Oh... right. Torture things creation." He reached his hand out and in it materialized a bottle of pepper spray and a wasabi container. It fit his sadistic personality perfectly.
Suddenly, a group of people appeared in the room.
"Why does the teleportation always have to be so rough?!" Chapstick complained childishly.
"Man up." Emo-sea urchin scoffed, walking into the corner of the room.
The human warp gate known as Flame-face headed to behind the bar.
The whole establishment was now a lot more crowded, and Karma took that as his sign to leave.
"I'm going out for a little." He said, grabbing a jacket and strolling into the street.
He walked for a bit, passing small stores and some parks. He just walked in a straight line until... houses?
Now was about the time that school ended, so he pulled up the hood of his coat to avoid confrontation. A loud voice rung out.
"Never fear, for I am here!" It declared.
That was definitely All-Might. Just as Karma was about to turn back, he paused. Karasuma's information packet thing that had flooded his mind with intense pain at birth had stated that they'd have to be working with All-Might. This also meant that... Nagisa would be bound to be with the hero at some point.
With that last thought, the sadistic genius started sprinting to the bridge-tunnel thing that the sound came from.
A couple seconds later, he arrived. The scene was quite odd. All-Might had just 'Detroit Smashed' a... slime monster? A green headed boy with freckles was on the floor, unconscious probably due to the fact that the monster attacked him.
Oh.
The boy was Izuku Midoriya.
Nagisa would have to be friends with him. A warm feeling flooded his chest, and not a good feeling. It made him want to strangle the innocent kid.
"Hey," Karma greeted, shaking it off.
"What- oh hello young man!" The boisterous hero practically yelled.
"I'm not that young, or at least not mentally. Also, I'm only gonna day this once, so listen closely Toshinori Yagi."
Hearing the hero's real name, he froze.
"How do you know tha-"
"Only once I said. Anyways, soon you'll see a boy with blue eyes and hair. He'll look a lot like a girl, and his name is Shiota Nagisa. Tell him that Karma Akabane misses him."
"A-alright, but-" Yagi stuttered.
"Oh don't worry. I won't tell your secret, even if I'm a villain."
"Thank you, young Akabane- wait did you say a villain?!"
"Yup," Karma smirked, glancing over at Midoriya. His body jolted a little and he groaned. He wanted to stay a bit more, but his ears sensed something coming. Something that yelled:
"Izuku-San! Where are you?"
And something that sounded like a certain childhood friend.
"That's my cue to leave. See ya around!"
And with that, the red head left the top pro hero to deal with what he said, an incoming professional assassin, and a fanboy. A really energetic Über-fanboy.
After Karma finally managed to find his way back, he collapsed onto a chair.
"Ugh..."
"Heeeeey Karma!"
The usually energetic slightly psychotic teen raced into his lap, eyes gleaming. "So, what'd you do?"
"Nothing," he mumbled, thoughts turned to his small blueberry friend.
"Is this about the person you have a crush on Karma?" Toga cooed.
"I don't-"
"Yes you dooo," she squealed.
"Toga, stop bothering him," Kurogiri sighed, still polishing his cups.
"Awwww," she complained, backing off his lap.
For once, the red head was thankful for the warp gate.
Plus, he didn't have to wait that much longer for Nagisa.
That was the only thought that let him tolerate the villains.

Time skip, first day of UA.
Nagisa was walking ecstatically, seeing as soon was the reunion.
There's less than a month until I can see Karma... and Koro-Sensei of course!
I wonder where Karasuma and Bitch-Sensei are though...
He recalled All-Might telling him that Karma missed him, and grinned.
He hasn't forgotten!
Him and Izuku-San were walking together to school.
"Don't be so nervous," Nagisa chided, giggling at his expression.
"S-sorry Nagisa-Kun," he replied, rubbing the back of his head.
The assassin smiled back at him and for the rest of the walk it was quiet.

When they got to the classroom, Nagisa took a double take.
T-the door... it's huge!
"Do giants come here or something?" Izuku muttered.
Nagisa couldn't help but giggle, earning a shy smile from his friend.
"I hope no one will be that scary..." Deku shuddered, thinking's of Kacchan, and that robotic boy from the exam.
"We'll be fine," the assassin assured, taking a deep breath, and opening the door.
"Uhhh..."
Iida-San was yelling at Kacchan, the little devil, for putting his feet on the desk, and how it was the first day of school and he was already disrespecting the school or something.
It reminded him of... Karma.
An image of the sadistic red-head flashed through Nagisa's mind, and his ever so cocky smirk, and deep, golden eyes...
Quickly shaking of that thought and trying to fight the blush that creeped up the boy's neck, the blueberry coughed in embarrassment.
"H-hi... guys..." He mumbled in unison with Izuku, both not really thinking anyone would reply.
"You're curvy!" Mineta exclaimed.
Geez.
Nagisa had known he'd be a pervert already, but to this level...
"You really are," Kamanari agreed.
"I-I'm a... guy," He corrected.
They froze.
"U-uh, gomenasai!" They both shouted in unison, bowing.
Nagisa sighed. "It's fine."
Iida turned his head to Midoriya, and someone began approaching Nagisa.
He was about to turn around, but then realized that to seem normal he should act surprised.
"Wow, What skin care do you use?"
"Huh?" The boy jumped slightly, and turned around and came face-to-face with a pink girl.
"Ah, um, I-I don't..."
"Omg your skin is so clear!" She cooed.
"T-thanks?" He mumbled, looking down in embarrassment.
Even assassins could be caught off guard, especially a kindhearted one.
Chills went down his back suddenly, and he swiveled my head towards the door, accidentally releasing some of his blood-lust in the process.
By now it was instinct, he could paralyze his targets, then catch them from behind.
It was a surprisingly good strategy, especially because the only people who ever witnessed it was class 3-E, none of whom would reveal his strategy, and Takaboka, or whatever that old dude's name was, and the geezer was probably long gone.
He missed his class, or rather, family, but right now there was a more pressing issue.
The man who was in the sleeping bag that had been outside's eyes rolled back, a drink spilling out from a pouch that had managed to make it half-way to his mouth.
Oops.
"U-umm... gomenasai, Aizawa-Sensei..."
He didn't reply, so Nagisa walked over to him and bent down, slapping his face lightly.
"R-right, I'm your home room teacher, Shouta Aizawa- wait, how'd you know? Anyways, put these on and meet me outside for a quirk assessment test."
He disappeared, and the students picked up the gym gear he had left them, heading to the changing rooms.

A while later, everyone was outside, and he was explaining a quirk-fitness test.
It was basically those standard tests that they had in younger grades, but everything goes, or so Aizawa claimed.
A girl complained that they were going to miss the initiation, then the Sensei went on a lament about how 'I can run my class the way I want'.
Once again, an image of Koro-Sensei appeared in the blue berry's mind.
His eyes started tearing, still guilty for killing him, but he reached up to his face and rubbed away the salty liquid before anyone else could see.
I have to get third place, otherwise I'll be too notable. Izuku-San should be the first, Nagisa thought.
"Katsuki, come up here to demonstrate."
The blonde nodded, and went up.
Once again, Aizawa explained some.
Kacchan grinned, then threw the ball hard, his explosions propelling the poor ball up into the sky.
It disappeared for a second, then raced down to the floor, landing lightly.
Shouta turned the device he was holding, which was proudly displaying a 705 meters.
Everyone started chatting excitedly, and before they knew it, last ranker gets expelled.
Izuku started sweating, eyes downcast.
"Deku, don't worry! You'll get a really good score, I swear!" Nagisa smiled.
"Thanks, Nagisa," Midoriya grinned, a bit of the nervousness disappearing.
A girl named Uraraka Ochako started complaining, and once again, an inspirational speech was started.
I'm going to die of old age before the next person goes...
50-Meter dash.
First up was Iida and Froppy, both of whom took off immediately when the timer ended. The engine hero got there incredibly quickly, leg-pipes smoking. The frog was a bit slower, but still due to her long jumps, managed to get there in a short time.
Then was the guy with a tail and Uraraka. He just bounded to the end on his extra limb, Ochako lightened herself up, earning around 7-seconds.
Aoyama and the acid-spitting alien both began, the sparkly student shooting his beam, falling to the floor, and shooting it again, probably because of his stomach ache drawback. She just skated through on her spit, a bit... awkward, but effective.
Bakugou and Deku were next, the explosive hero using his fire to propel himself in short bursts, Izuku just running. He too, got a score close to seven seconds.
"Don't let the egg explode," Nagisa reminded, the broccoli nodding.
They told each other everything, and because of that, Nagisa could not pretend to be ignorant about the whole All-Might ordeal.
Deku nodded, clenching his fist.
The egg would not explode.
And after a few more tests, it was the next activity.
Nezu had given Nagisa the okay to not participate in any of this, after being explained the whole 'time assassin' thing.
Grip test time.
Izuku managed to get a 56.0, but then looked up to see Sero congratulating the multi-limbed hero for getting over 400.
Once again, Midoriya looked downshot, Nagisa patting his back.
Now was time for standing long-jumps.
Focus! Deku thought, after landing half way down the sand pit that Kacchan had propelled all the way over.
Repeated side-steps!
Mineta scored the highest, using his balls to bounce back and forth.
Pervert, Nagisa huffed.
Finally, it was the throwing test.
Uraraka touched the ball. She grinned, then threw it. A couple minutes passed, nothing. Aizawa showed the class the grand total of infinity feet.
"Infinity?!" The whole class screamed, staring at the girl with newfound respect.
Meanwhile, Deku was still nervous.
He gripped the ball tightly, gulping.
After a bit, he wound his arm back, and putting 100% smash in it, threw, and it landed... really near.
"I erased your quirk." Aizawa blinked, scarves floating, eyes red.
"Wait... those goggles... I know you! You're the Eraser hero: Eraserhead!" Izuku gasped.
He dragged Deku to him with his scarf.
"You don't have control over your quirk. If you can only throw one punch, then what? Counting on someone else to save you?" He scoffed.
"N-no, I-" Midoriya started, being cut off.
"You're like another overzealous hero I know, one that saved 1,000 people by himself, but that ambition won't get you anywhere if you can't control it," Aizawa lectured.
Izuku stared at him, eyes wide.
The teacher let go of the broccoli.
"I returned your impractical quirk. Get ready for your last try."
All-Might gasped from behind the wall, his hiding place.
He had been listening in, the whole time.
Nagisa caught his gaze, and smiled reassuringly, pointing to Izuku then waving his hand nonchalantly, signaling he's gonna be fine.
All-Might nodded hesitantly.
Then, everyone had a mental breakthrough, except Uraraka, who was just wondering who Aoyama was, when Deku used his power, propelling it into his pointer finger, and throwing with all his might.
Everyone gasped at the ball's speed and height, and when it landed, the final score was 705.
Midoriya grinned at his Sensei, who mumbled "This kid..."
All-Might grinned even wider from behind the wall somehow. What the heck young Midoriya... when did you go and get so cool?
Nagisa just crossed his arms and sighed proudly.
Bakugou's eyes twitched.
"You better tell me how you did that you you're gonna die!" He shouted, running at Izuku.
Nagisa's eyes flashed with anger, and his blood-lust thrashed around in the air, causing the students near him to gasp, and stop moving, paralyzed.
The assassin dashed at Midoriya more then ten times faster then Kacchan, hands clutched around knives that he kept in his pockets.
He slashed through the scarf that Aizawa had sent towards the two, and he suddenly felt his quirk leaving his body.
That's fine, I wasn't going to use it anyways.
Aizawa froze.
That kid with blue hair sliced through his scarf, a capture weapon made of carbon and metal alloy, like it was nothing. Not only that, he had knives with him without anyone knowing, and a damn powerful quirk. That speed wasn't even part of it's boosts.
He was faster then Iida, possibly.
And that look in his eyes was murderous.
And on top of that...
The Eraser hero couldn't move.
He, a professional hero, was on his knees because of a teenager.
Meanwhile, Nagisa was running, his blood-lust completely released.
Bakugou had frozen.
"I told you, Kacchan, I. Told. You." The assassin started giggling uncontrollably. "I told you... that if you dared touch Izuku-Chan again... I'd KILL you!"
Class 1-A all turned their heads to the trio.
Deku was looking at the floor, a guilty expression on his face.
Nagisa was in front of him with two knives drawn, crouched.
Kacchan looked terrified.
"Nagisa... stop!" Aizawa yelled.
He was on the floor.
Their teacher, a pro-hero, was helpless.
"Nagisa, who are you?! I took you damn quirk away!" He yelled again.
The assassin ignored him, disappearing in a cloud of dust.
They heard a scream, and when the view was finally clear, what they saw surprised them.
A lot.
Nagisa was sitting on top of Katsuki, who had a blade to his neck, and one sunk in his shin. His face wasn't angry, no, it was terrified.
"N-Nagisa..." Deku mumbled. "I know... I know you don't like him b-because he bullies me, but... please, not again!"
Again?!
Everyone's eyes widened.
"You'll be kicked out of UA if you continue this behavior!" Aizawa demanded.
Finally, the boy turned his head.
"Expelled? Hmm, let me think. Isn't that the principal's call? Nedzu knows what I'm doing. So no, I won't be." He growled, pulling out the knife from Bakugou's leg.
The porcupine screamed.
The assassin threw the knife at the teacher, and it cut off a strand of hair, centimeters away from his head.
"Don't talk to me like you're better than me. Don't talk to me like you understand me."
He turned his gaze back to Katsuki.
His eyes were dull, and in one swift motion, slit a cut in Kacchan's cheek.
Nagisa tilted his head, and touched Bakugou's blood.
"You..."
Izuku got up, crying.
"N-Nagisa... th-this isn't like you," he sobbed, hugging the assassin from behind.
The blueberry suddenly jerked.
He looked around, then at the boy underneath him.
He looked at Midoriya, and stood up, eyes wide.
"Did I... oh god. Oh... oh my god. I-I'm sorry... A-Aizawa, I apologize- Kacchan..." He took back his blood-lust, everyone groaning.
"P-please... do what you see fit..." Nagisa smiled sadly, sitting down.
"What... the hell was that?! It wasn't a quirk!" The teacher yelled.
Two figures appeared on the field.
"When I felt that deadly bloodlust, I knew it could only be you," a male's voice sounded.
"Hello again, my favorite student," a woman cooed.
"Nice to see you... Nagisa," they finished at the same time.

The Army Hero: Sento
Quirk: Dark Metal
Turns the user's skin into a translucent material, and also makes it harder. It improves strength.
Drawbacks: Can be melted, and not completely see-through, takes up mental energy and concentration, lessens physical capabilities.

The Seduction hero: Tora
Quirk: Lovestruck
Allows user to turn enemy into a loyal servant if kissed.
Drawbacks:
The enemy wants to spend their life with user, and fights anyone a bit too close to her until death out of jealousy. Can be broken if victim's loyalty to another is stronger then the spell.

"You guys know him?!" Aizawa asked, albeit a little surprised that two pro-heroes he knew and respected were friends with his... possibly most powerful, dangerous, and most likely to become a villain student.
"B-Bitch Sensei... Karasuma... I-I messed up..." Nagisa sniffed, stumbling to his mentors.
Irina's face hardened, and she sighed. "Nagisa. You're the sweetest kid I've ever known. One mistake isn't worth anything."
What the hell?!
Aizawa thought. Irina was the biggest ice-queen he knew.
"Hey, what'd you do?" Karasuma asked, both of the teachers meeting the assassin across the field, both hugging him individually.
"I-I... look at him..." the boy whispered.
The pro heroes did so.
They walked over to where the whole thing happened.
Izuku was staring at wonder at them, tears still in his eyes.
Katsuki was on the floor, a hole in his leg, his cheek still bleeding. Nagisa had knocked him out.
"That dude is like... a villain," Kamanari shuddered, loudly enough for Jelavick to hear.
She marched over to where he was, slapping him. "Nagisa is not dangerous. He has a reason for everything and is the best a- he's... the best kid I know," she corrected, almost slipping up.
She turned to Izuku.
"You... Midoriya. He really likes you, you know?" She smirked.
"Just wait until Karma comes..." Karasuma nodded.
"Oh, he always gets so jealous..." Tora grinned. "Isn't it romantic?"
"Ha. It's creepy. The damn kid is a mastermind, remember?" Sento corrected, shaking his head. "That little... troublemaker." He groaned.
"Hey Nagisa, how's it going with... Kar-" Irina started to yell.
"No!" The assassin screamed, running at her. "Uh uh. We do not speak of him. If you do, then how's it going with Karas-"
"Mmmmm... he doesn't exist!" Bitch-Sensei laughed nervously. "You don't like anyone... I don't like anyone... how many hits can you get now?" She desperately changed the subject.
"I think around twenty in like... five seconds? I'm out of practice."
All-Might tiptoed from behind the wall, trying to escape the awkward situation.
"All-Might!" Izuku grinned.
Everyone's eyes turned towards him.
He glared at Izuku.
"O-oops..."
"Let's move on!" Jelavick yelled, eyes turning to her. "Finish up the test."
"Hai!" Everyone followed her directions, casting Nagisa wary gazes. He sniffed again, eyes downcast.
"Hey!" Tora yelled again, grabbing everyone's attention. "Don't exclude anyone. It was a one time thing, so give him a second chance!"
The whole class nodded, after a while, albeit still a bit suspicious.
"Lighten up. Boys aren't handsome when they're sad," the hero scoffed.
Nagisa gave her a bright smile.

Finally, it was finished.
The students gathered in a group, all clenching their fists, or doing some other nervous habit.
This is it. The last one of us is going to get expelled.
Izuku shut his eyes tightly, and when the display came on, squinted at it.
Izuku Midoriya: 20th place
I'm... in last place... he thought in despair.
"And... I was lying, no one is going home," Aizawa declared in a almost amused tone. "That was just a reasonable lie to make sure you gave it your all."
After a bit, everyone started yelling.
"How didn't the rest of you figure it out? Sorry, I guess I should've said something," Momo shrugged.
"Y-you should've..." Mineta gasped.
"That was pretty nerve wracking huh?" Sero asked.
"Nah, I'm always up for a challenge," Kirishima grinned.
"That's it, we're done for today. Pick up the syllabus in the classroom and read it over before tomorrow morning," Aizawa recited. "Midoriya," he added.
"Huh?"
"Take this and have the old lady fix up your finger. Things are going to be tough for you when real training starts. Make sure you're prepared."

"Ugh... I'm so tired..." Izuku muttered.
"Talk about it," Nagisa sighed.
Iida grabbed Midoriya's shoulder, causing the boy to jump.
"H-Hey there Iida," he greeted after getting his bearings.
"How's you finger doing?"
"Oh, it's doing fine thanks to recovery girl."
He shuddered at the memory of the old lady kissing him.
"I was a bit concerned by Mr. Aizawa's teaching in class," Iida mentioned, walking beside the two. "I trust the school's judgment, UA is the top program, but that was downright immoral!"
"I thought he was scary, but that's not it. He's just really serious about school. He-"
"Heeeyyy! Wait, are you going to the station? I'll join you guys!" A girl shouted, running to catch up to the three boys.
"Oh, you're the infinity girl," Iida identified.
"I'm Ochakko Uraraka! Let's see, you're Tenya Iida, you're... Nagisa Shiota, and you're... Deku, right? Midoriya?"
"Deku?" The assassin questioned.
"Yeah, isn't that what Bakugou called him? During the fitness test!"
"Oh, my name is actually Izuku... Deku is what Kacchan calls me to make fun of me," The Broccoli explained in embarrassment.
"That's unsportsmanlike like," Iida noted.
"Ooh, I didn't realize that, I'm sorry!" She rubbed the back of her head, thinking of something. "You know what? I like Deku! It would make a great hero name, and plus, I think it sounds kinda cute!"
"Deku it is!" Izuku declared instantly, blushing heavily.
"That's it?! Didn't you say... it was an insult?!" Iida questioned, confused.
"Oh that's it..." the boy muttered, face in his hand.
"Wait, what?" Uraraka asked in pure confusion.
They continued walking, talking and chatting.
"Do you have a crush on someone, Shiota?" Ochakko asked.
Nagisa stopped. Karma Akabane. That name caused the assassin's face to light on fire, and the thought of his smirk, his carefree and cocky attitude, and even just his bluntness in general. "Nagisa?" Deku looked back.
"I... I think... I do have a crush on someone..." he mumbled.
"Wait really?" Uraraka squealed. "Is she in our class?"
Nagisa looked up, a conflicted face on. "No... he's not."
"Huh? He? Ooh, does he attend UA?" The gravity user pressed.
Nagisa didn't answer.
"Shiota?"
"C-call him Nagisa..." Izuku smiled.
"He's not. He..." Nagisa paused. "He's actually... a villain right now..."
"Huh?!" All three of them shouted at once.
"D-Don't get me wrong, he's working undercover, but-"
"Undercover? Is he a spy?" Midoriya gasped.
"N-no, he's an assassin."
"Like you?" Iida asked.
"Huh?"
"It's just that, earlier today when you were in your stupor, even though Aizawa-Sensei erased your quirk, you could still move at an incredible speed and managed to overcome Bakugou that easily, so... you must be an assassin too, right?"
"Wow, you really are the brother of Ingenium..." Nagisa grinned.
"What?! How'd you know?" Iida gasped.
"I need to research my targets," the blueberry giggled.
Iida stopped dead. "What?"
"Kidding, kidding. I only have one target right now, the head of the League of Villains, and... I trust you won't tell anyone of any of this? Please?" Nagisa begged.
"You can count on us!" Uraraka assured.
"Thanks," The assassin sighed.
The rest of the walk to the train station, they made small talk and joked around.