Chapter 15: Just the Normal Chaos Please

As Midoriya was getting up from his chair in the teacher's lounge, he froze. He hadn't realized it because he had been so focused on the topics of One For All and All For One, but...

Nezu had confirmed it!

"Wait!" He said, pointing at Aizawa and Mirko, "I knew it! I flipping knew it! You two drink the same jelly drinks, she says rational all the time just like you do, you call each other by your first names, and you argue like a married couple!"

Aizawa and Mirko looked at each other, then turned back to Midoriya. Aizawa leaned in with a smirk on his face. "And no one will ever believe you."

Midoriya was stunned. He was right! Who would ever believe that Aizawa, one of the most reclusive heroes of all time, was married to Mirko? "Wait, why did you go on hiatus for..." No way. This was absurd on its own. "Did you guys.. have a kid?"

Aizawa was fairly certain that Midoriya would keep this secret, as he knew how much he hated people poking in his personal life. "Suffer."

Both All Might and Inko were in stitches at Midoriya's distress. At least he was right? "Ha, take that Todoroki! At least my conspiracy theories are actually right!"


It was a weird feeling, Shigiraki had decided. To have an operation go off without a hitch, but still feel like such a failure.

"You've got to be shitting me!" Shigiraki ranted, "All of the damage the Nomus did, and all they can talk about is some brat who somehow took down the Hero Killer?"

"You were doing so well at seeing the bigger picture before the attack, young Tomura." All For One said, "All this means is that your smokescreen went perfectly, and no one will be the wiser."

"You don't... you don't get it!" Shigiraki snapped, "It's that damned brat again! He stopped me from killing All Might at the USJ, now he upstaged me here? I'm gonna make sure that his own mother won't recognize the corpse!"

All For One smirked. Good. Keep stoking that rage, Tomura. You will need it for my- your ultimate victory. "Take that anger and save it for later. You need to focus. I've gone over the data you've procured and assembled dossiers for you to look over. Who you recruit is up to you, of course."

Shigiraki scratched at his neck, "Are Eclipse and Purity in there?"

All For One tiled his head. "Why them?"

"Because, they've got large forces of followers and Quirks that can match top heroes. Besides, If I'm the commander, then my lieutenants need their own troops, right?"

"I'll make the arrangements."

All For One's image winked out, and Shigiraki headed to his computer to begin reading the dossiers. Each file was identified by the villain's name. The Arch-Arsonist, Blood Lilly, Mr. Compress, Magne, Moonfish, Muscular, Twice... and...

Shigiraki blinked. "No way."

There it was, clear as day. The user name of his ranked duos partner in League of Legends.

"Well, guess I'll start with you... PurgeTheF4kes."


If there was one thing that didn't make sense to Ochako Uraraka, it was Katsuki Bakugo.

If there were two things that didn't make sense to Ochako Uraraka, they were Katsuki Bakugo and landlords. Seriously though. Why was the lady who crammed twenty cats into her apartment -who carried on at all hours of the night- not a problem, but her working out was?

Someone should change their heart. Like a... phantom thief or something.

All it meant was that she had to go to UA to get in her workout on Sundays. It was just a mild inconvenience -mostly because of a longer wait for the train- and it meant she actually got good food thanks to her meal plan.

UA had several meals plans available, catered to the various needs of its diverse student body and faculty. Uraraka's meal plan could could easily be described as "We know you're poor, so you get all meals for free, including Sundays if you come to campus." To be honest, it was better this way. Sure, it meant she had to go to school seven days a week, but it also meant that she wouldn't have to skip meals to try to make things easier on her parents like she tried to do in middle school.

Yeah... her parents had not been happy with her about that. Not because they didn't want her to try to help them, but because they were concerned about her health. Which was fair.

Breakfast was lonely as usual. With just about the only people on campus being UA's support staff, Shoji, and Maki, the cafeteria was usually barren. Strangely, Lunch Rush had been nowhere to be found, leaving a man with brown hair and glasses in charge. There was something about him that seemed vaguely familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

She was about halfway through her breakfast of pancakes, hash browns, and bacon -say what you would about America, they knew their breakfast- when she was interrupted.

"Can I sit here?"

It was none other than Katsuki Bakugo.

Well, this was awkward. Luckily Mina wasn't around to pester them. What was he even doing here? "Sure."

He sat down and took a bite of his cereal. "Thanks."

Uraraka peered at him from across the table. What did he have to thank her for? "For what?"

He stared at his cereal. "The Sports Festival. I needed that wake up call."

Uraraka pondered what to say back over a mouthful of bacon. She knew that her parents had helped more than a few employees to get out of abusive situations, and that at the.stage Bakugo was at, he probably just needed someone to talk to, someone that wouldn't judge him. "Why are you thanking me for that?"

Bakugo screwed his eyes shut and ground his teeth for a moment before looking up at her for the first time in the conversation. When he did, there was no trace of a scowl on his face. Instead, he was smiling softly at her, even if there was still pain behind it. "Because that was the first time in... a long-ass time that someone got me to act right without smacking me around."

Oh no. His smile combined with his sincerity was making her feel like her stomach was doing flips in zero-g. It certainly didn't help knowing that he had a crush on her. It would be so easy to reach across the table and lay her hand on his, tell him that she would never hurt him...

Ooookay, throttle back, Ochako. He didn't need that right now. He had just gotten out of a traumatically abusive situation, and the last thing he needed was her twisting his already vulnerable emotional state around her finger. She shook her head. "You shouldn't have to thank me for that."

He took another bite of his cereal and stared into space for a moment. "I think I'm more fucked up than I thought."

Uraraka shrugged, "Everyone's screwed up in their own way. It's just... you've got to figure out how to make your demons play nice."

Bakugo scoffed at her, "Bullcrap, what damage do you have?"

"Crippling anxiety whenever it comes to spending money because of a lifetime of being poor and watching my parents skip meals just to make sure I have enough to eat." Uraraka said bluntly.

Bakugo's brow furrowed, "But... don't your parents own a construction company? Shouldn't they be making bank?"

Uraraka shook her head, "My parents are too honest, not that that's bad or anything. They don't take kickbacks, don't accept bribes, don't cut corners, and make employee safety priority one." She took a drink of her orange juice, "It's what every company should do, but... well."

Bakugo raised an eyebrow, "So you're saying that your parents' company is the Midoriya of construction companies?"

Uraraka laughed, "I guess that's one way you could look at it!" She finally got around to digging into her pancakes, "Let me just call up my parents and tell them to go all-in on a bidding war with the Hero Killer of construction companies!"

Bakugo roared with laughter, "And don't forget to tell them to send a message in the construction company group chat that they're about to do it!"

After they had recovered from the aftermath of the most absurd analogy either of them had heard, Uraraka decided to keep talking. It was better than an awkward silence. "You know, we barely know anything about each other, now that I think of it. Even though you kicked my ass and I kicked your ass into gear."

"How about... we alternate asking each other questions, but we have to answer honestly." Bakugo suggested.

"Quid quo pro it is, Dr. Lecter." Uraraka said, referencing one of her father's favorite movies, "Where'd you grow up?"

"Right here in Musutafu." Bakugo said, "What about you?"

"Small town out in Yamanashi Prefecture by the name of Inaba."

Bakugo winced. "That trip to school must be rough."

"That's why my parents pay for an apartment here in Musutafu." Uraraka said, "If I had to pay for that train ride every day, there'd be no way my parents could afford sending me to UA."

Bakugo nodded in agreement, "Yeah... that makes sense."

"What's a hobby you have that no one else knows about?" Uraraka asked.

Bakugo paled, "Uh... do I have to answer?"

Uraraka smiled sweetly. "if you want to keep asking me questions, yes."

"Ugh. Damn you, Angel Face. I read romance manga."

Uraraka's brain short circuited. Twice. What? Angel Face? And he reads romance manga? Are you kidding me? "Don'tcha think it's a little early to be givin' me a nickname, mister?" She immediately clapped her hands over her mouth. Containment breach! She had a Level Three Accent Containment Breach!

"Was that a southern accent?"

Uraraka raised a pointer finger at Bakugo, acutely aware of the blush spreading across her cheeks, "It's not your turn to ask a question! Why do you have a crush on me?"

Why the hell did I ask that?

Bakugo dropped his spoon directly into his cereal bowl. "You... really want to know?"

Uraraka nodded fiercely, if only to try in vain to hide how embarrassed she was.

"I... ever since that first day in class, I thought you were cute, but... it was the Sports Festival. You knew that your only chance against me was to go all in with some crazy plan, and you just did it. Again and again and again. And somehow... somehow when I was still caught up in all my bullshit... thinking I had to measure up to some superficial version of strength to trick myself into thinking that I could survive another day in that damn house with that damned hag... You just crashed through it all and showed me what true strength is." He wiped away the tears that were forming, "And then... when I got back on my crap and lashed out at Midoriya... you got me to stop. You got me to act right without screaming at me or smacking me around."

Uraraka blinked. Oh...he's really...

"And then, after I apologized for everything and promised to try to learn how to be better, you didn't write me off. You... for some reason that even I don't really see or understand, you see something in the pile of shit that's supposed to be my personality worth digging out. So... yeah. You're cute, you're strong... and you haven't given up on me."

Uraraka had never been more grateful that her mom had taken a minor in psychology to go with her business major. She knew enough to know that the last thing that Bakugo needed was to jump into a relationship. "Thank you for telling me all of that, Bakugo." Alright then, time to rip the band-aid off, I guess? "But I think we both know that a relationship is the last thing you need right now."

Bakugo deflated, "Yeah, I know."

Uraraka had not expected that. "You do?"

"Yeah, ever since me and dad got out of that house, Kaminari keeps sending me tidbits from whatever book on emotional health for men that Jiro shoves at him." He scratched at his neck before he continued, "I've actually got an appointment with Hound Dog this week. Cause... well... I just bared my heart and soul to you. You know how screwed up I am."

Uraraka was actually impressed. She thought he would have to be dragged to therapy. "You know what, Bakugo? You laid it all out, so I'll do the same. I didn't come to UA looking for romance. I came to UA to become the very best hero I can be. Now, that being said, if you get to a point where you're ready... I will give you a fair shot. I wont promise anything more than that. In the meantime, if you ever need someone to talk to, to vent to, or you need a shoulder to cry on, I've got your back."

"Thank you, Uraraka." Bakugo said. "Do you think we could make this whole Sunday breakfast thing s regular... thing?"

After all of the revelations she had been dealt, Uraraka was running on autopilot. Unfortunately, when she was on autopilot her accent usually did the talking for her. "Only if ya stay on your best behavior, sugar."

WHY. WHY AM I LIKE THIS?

Uraraka quickly retreated -because how did you explain that hot mess- and dumped her half eaten breakfast in the garbage. "Okay, new plan for today. Go home, call Jiro and Yaoyorozu... .Maybe they can help me understand what the hell just happened..."

In her haste, she missed Bakugo's response.

"Yes ma'am."


Yaoyorozu had expected to have a quiet night at home before returning to normal classes. Just laying in bed, reading the latest chapter of Love in a Remnant of the World... the perfect way to unwind after an insane two weeks. It was mainly insane because of what she had decided to classify as a Midoriya Moment, but that was beside the point!

She did not expect her father to suddenly take an interest in her dating life.

"I'm sorry, what was that, father?"

Tohru fidgeted for a moment. What was going on with him? "I... you mentioned that there was a boy you were interested in before, but I don't think you told me his name."

Yaoyorozu blinked. Had she not told her parents about Midoriya? She had told them about him coming over to train... and going over to his house after the Sports Festival... huh. Had she just told them it was a classmate? "Oh, Izuku Midoriya."

"The boy that broke his arm at Endeavor's son?" Tohru asked.

Yaoyorozu winced. She could imagine the stare that Todoroki would've given her father for that remark. "Yes, that's him."

"That boy is dangerous. You shouldn't be involved with him."

Yaoyorozu set her manga aside. This needed she full attention. "He isn't dangerous. In fact, he's the exact opposite of that. He's kind, he's caring, and he wants nothing more than to help others. The only reason he broke his arm at Todoroki, was because he felt he had to go that far to help him get out of his own head!"

"You don't have the slightest idea, Momo!" Tohru said, "He has enemies. Powerful ones."

Yaoyorozu scoffed, "I wouldn't call the edgelords that scream into their corner of the internet that they're disciples of the Hero Killer powerful, father."

"Momo, please. I'm trying to keep you safe."

"You don't even know him, father." Momo said, "And you're going to stand there and try to pass judgment on him because he's dangerous?" She bracketed the word with generous air quotes, "No, I don't buy it. I'll show you that you're wrong. The annual Support industry awards are next month, and I will be bringing Midoriya as my plus one.

"Absolutely not!" Tohru said. "Why should I allow this?"

Yaoyorozu gritted her teeth. She knew that she could be ruthless if the situation called for it. She didn't want to reduce Midoriya to a bargaining chip, and knew he would be crushed if he found out. But she needed time. Time to get her father to see what kind of person Midoriya was. "Are you telling me that you don't want me, the heiress of the Sapato Corporation to be publicly seen romantically attached to the hero that took down the Hero Killer?"

Momo couldn't help but smile as her father's mouth opened and closed wordlessly. She had him.

Eventually he found his voice, "Momo, I just want you to be safe." He repeated.

"Father, I'm in the hero course. We were attacked by villains during our first rescue exercise. Me being safe is on the subjective side of things for the time being." Yaoyorozu picked up her phone and pulled up a picture of her and Midoriya that Jiro had sneakily taken during lunch before the internships had started. Both of them were smiling. "He makes me happy. Isn't that what's really important?"

Tohru looked at the picture of Midoriya beaming at Yaoyorozu, and of his daughter smiling indulgently at a boy with a target on his head from the most dangerous villain in the world. To his dismay, he found that he couldn't argue against his daughter's point. "Just... make sure he actually has formal wear." He left the room and shut the door behind him.

Tohru Yaoyorozu now had a dilemma on his hands. Did he tell All For One that Midoriya would be at the Support industry awards gala? Or did he side with his family? What would the consequences be if he had to lie to All For One?

Did he dare risk the villain's ire?

He walked to his office in a daze.He knew what he should do, but the risks... to him, his company, and his family...

As soon as he got to his office, he made the call.

"Ah, this is a surprise, Tohru!" All For One said, "You coming to me of your own volition! What information do you have for me, my friend?"

"I know where Izuku Midoriya will be in two weeks time. Just promise me that my daughter will be safe."


Midoriya was used to people who knew about One For All generally being accepting of him as All Might's successor. So, the prospect of a training session with this Gran Torino was unsettling. He didn't really know anything about the veteran hero. Any search he did with his student level access to the Hero Network only brought up a mediocre work record, with a big gap around the time that All Might would've been waging his one man war on All For One and his criminal empire.

He also knew from his mom that Gran Torino had been overly critical of All Might's choice to give One For All to him.

The message he had received had told him to come to Gym Gamma after class in his hero costume, but when he walked into the training facility, Gran Torino was nowhere to be found. He pulled out his phone to double check the message. Had he gotten the day wrong?

His head throbbed. Danger Sense.

Midoriya immediately rolled forward -and put his phone away upon returning to his feet- only to hear the concrete cracking behind him. He turned around to see Gran Torino in a crouched position amid a small crater. How did he- must've been the scaffolding above. What's his Quirk even? My search on the Hero Network wouldn't even tell me that!

"Hmm. Was that a prediction, or did you hear me use my Quirk?" Gran Torino asked.

Midoriya hesitated. Should he reveal that he was receiving the past Wielders' Quirks yet? Or should he keep that hidden for now? "Prediction." He settled on. Technically that was the truth, given the kind of Quirk that Danger Sense was.

"So Toshinori wasn't blowing smoke. You're more than the average meathead." Gran Torino said, rising to a standing position as he did, "However, your control of One For All leaves much to be desired. How much can you use without injuring yourself?"

Midoriya began to answer. "My baseline is ten percent, but-" He was violently cut off by Gran Torino kicking him in the stomach. From over six feet away.

Gran Torino chuckled as Midoriya stumbled back from the blow. "I don't care about what arbitrary numbers you use to make sense of it. Show me what you can do." He rocketed through the air towards him again and made three passes, each carrying a blow. Midoriya dodged the first two, only to get waylaid by the third.

Midoriya could do nothing but give ground in the face of the onslaught from the elderly hero. How? How is he so fast? I don't even have enough time to get Full Cowling- His hand lashed out as Gran Torino passed by and latched onto his arm. Now he could take advantage of his speed by sending him out of control.

While he was calculating his throw, Gran Torino twisted in his grip. Midoriya gasped as he saw the holes in the soles of his boots. He was knocked back again on receiving an air blast to the face. That's how he's darting around like that! Air channeled through holes in his feet!

"You're not doing too bad for not using One For All yet." Gran Torino said, "We can work on getting you able to power up while being pressured later, go ahead and do your thing." He moved a hand behind him as Midoriya was focusing and grinned. Hook, line, and sinker. His situational awareness needs work. He reached into his back pocket and pressed the button on the remote there.

Midoriya activated One For All just in time for a metal cage -complete with ceiling- to descend and lock him in with Gran Torino. "What? Why?"

Gran Torino cracked his knuckles. "Call it a hazing if you like. To be honest, I do not think that Toshinori made the correct choice with you, and I intend to prove it."

Midoriya could feel his blood turn to ice in his veins. All Might's mentor didn't think he had what it takes to be the next Symbol of Peace? He shook his head, that shouldn't matter.

The door to the gym opened behind him, and All Might walked through. "This is a bit much, isn't it, Sensei?"

"Not at all, Toshinori. It's how I trained you, after all."

Midoriya attempted to take advantage of Gran Torino's divided attention with a Bullet Train Smash, only for the wily old hero to sidestep and send him into the wall of the cage. "Pathetic. If this were one of All For One's traps, you would be dead or Quirkless."

Gran Torino didn't give him time to recover, instead hitting him with two kicks, one to the side of the face, and one to the gut. He pinballed off of the walls of the cage and attempted to come in for a third strike.

Midoriya was spurred into action by Danger Sense lighting his nervous system on fire. He leaped into the air and flung one leg out behind him while he spun around. He felt the heel of his foot make contact with Gran Torino and heard a grunt of pain. "PREDICTABLE!" He shouted triumphantly.

Gran Torino massaged his jaw. That kick had come out of nowhere, in more ways than one. A Rolling Sabat kick, eh? He certainly didn't learn that from All Might. "Not bad. But you'll need more then one lucky shot to defeat All For One."

He began darting around the cage, bouncing off the walls and ceiling in an attempt to confuse Midoriya. To be fair to Gran Torino, it would've worked if not for Danger Sense. From behind! I'll risk... fifteen percent! He turned and chambered his arm for a punch. When he saw the angle Gran Torino was careening towards him at, he settled on burying his fist in the hero's gut, then unleashing a backflip kick. "FLASHPOINT SMASH!"

Gran Torino's cheeks ballooned out as he barely kept himself from vomiting, Alright then. No more screwing around. He launched himself at Midoriya at his top speed and returned the favor with a gut punch of his own. Unlike Midoriya, Gran Torino did not give him time to recover. As he was barfing up what was left of his lunch. Gran Torino hit him again. This was only the beginning of a relentless onslaught of punches and kicks that ended with Midoriya being thrown against the wall of the cage and falling to his knees. "Do you really think that you can call yourself All Might's successor like that? How will you save others when you can barely protect yourself from me?" Gran Torino shook his head, "Honestly, with the state you're in, it might be better if you end things with your girlfriend. Save her the heartbreak when All For One kills you."

"Uh oh." All Might said.

Midoriya glared at Gran Torino. "You're going to wish you hadn't said that."

Gran Torino decided to humor him. Teenagers and their hormones. "Oh, really? And why is that?"

"You pressed the Yaoyorozu button." All Might said.

"I'm sorry, the wha-"

He was cut off by Midoriya delivering a flying knee directly to his face. There was a crunch of bone, and Gran Torino was slammed against the cage wall.

"You shouldn't have done that." All Might explained wearily.

Gran Torino reached up and set his broken nose. Damn. All Might never injured me that severely. He took out the remote and made the cage retract. "Okay, I know what I'm working with now, and where to focus while training you. I need to go see my wife about patching me up."

"Gran Torino."

He turned to look at Midoriya.

"You can insinuate that you don't think I'm worthy of One For All as much as you want. It was All Might's choice to pass the Quirk on to me, and that's the way it's going to stay until I die or pass the Quirk on to my eventual successor."

"Young Midoriya..." All Might said.

Midoriya contjnued. "But don't you dare try to tell me to end things with Yaoyorozu. If I've figured anything out so far, it's that the way All Might did things isn't the way I should. That includes my personal life."

Gran Torino began to leave. "Just be aware that the consequences may become too painful to bear."

"Even then..." Midoriya said, clutching his fist or his chest, "My bonds with my friends and family are what have gotten me this far, and that goes double for Yaoyorozu. Even if it's hard, even if it's painful, I won't forsake them."

After Gran Torino left, Midoriya's phone rang, complete with All Might themed ringtone. He winced in embarrassment at All Might's chuckle and answered it happily once he was who was calling him. "Hi, Yaoyorozu!"

"Hello, Midori." She said, "Do you have free time after school tomorrow?"

"Uh... yeah. Why?"

"Because you're my date to the Support industry awards gala, and you need formal wear." Yaoyorozu said.

There was a beat of silence.

"Uh... I don't think that kind of party is my thing." Midoriya said haltingly.

He could hear Yaoyorozu's sigh over the phone, "I understand why you feel that way, Midori. Believe me, I do. But this kind of thing does come with the territory of being with me. I'm sorry, I should've warned you."

Midoriya chewed on the inside of his cheek before answering, "It's fine! You'll be there to help me not make a fool of myself. At least, any more than normal."

He could practically hear the smile in her voice. "You are such a dork."

Midoriya grinned. "Yeah, but I'm your dork."


Aizawa had known this was coming ever since Hosu. Iida was nothing if not utterly predictable when it came to matters of morality. Even going so far as to come to the faculty office to speak with him in private.

"My actions in Hosu have proven that I am not worthy of the position of Class Representative." Iida said, I wish to abdicate the position. I also wish to change my hero name, as I have proven that I am not worthy of my brother's hero name."

Aizawa set his jaw. It was going to be like that, was it? No deal. "Request denied. On both counts."

Iida bluescreened, "I'm sorry?"

"Did you not hear me, Iida? Request denied." Aizawa said.

"But... why? How can I tell my classmates to act as they should when I've thrown that out the window when it suited me? And how can I call myself Ingenium when I've besmirched the name with anger and hate?" Iida asked.

"Do you remember how I've said that I expel those who have no potential as a hero?" Aizawa asked. At Iida's nod, he continued. "That's good, I don't have to waste time explaining that. You don't get to run from responsibility just because you've made a mistake and it's gotten too hard. As a Pro Hero, you won't have the luxury of running from trouble, so why would I let you start now?"

"But I'm not worthy of my position or my name." Iida protested.

"Right now? No, you're not." Aizawa admitted, "It is your job to become worthy again. I am not Stain, Iida. I do not run some zero sum game of worthiness that damns everyone who isn't All Might or Midoriya to destruction. You still have potential as a leader, a hero, and as a successor to the name of Ingenium. For that reason, I will not allow you to run from it, not as long as you are my student."

Iida frowned, "But... how do I move forward?"

The corner of Aizawa's mouth quirked up in a smile. "The same way you always do, Iida. At full throttle."

"But isn't doing that is what landed me in Hosu and fighting the Hero Killer?" Iida asked incredulously.

"Only because you had tunnel vision." Aizawa explained, "Keep both eyes open and focused on the road ahead and keep your destination in mind. And when it feels like it's too much for you to handle, lean on your friends. They've already helped you course correct away from disaster once. They can do it again should the need arise."

"I... think I understand." Iida said. "Move forward, not at top speed, but with purpose and intent. Always striving to grow, and avoiding stagnation."

Aizawa nodded. "We'll make a leader out of you yet, Ingenium."


A/N: Just another denouement chapter (it's a thing, look it up) before it gets crazy again.

Midoriya's conspiracy theories continue to be completely accurate. He can't tell anyone, but they're accurate.

Yeah, Aizawa and Mirko have a kid. (Daughter, to be exact) That was why she was on hiatus before the events of the last few chapters. Because she had been pregnant and was on maternity leave as a result.

Also, yeah. Aizawa does the "Bill Murray ate my French Fries" meme here.

Shigiraki is getting the band together, along with some extras.

Okay, I'm going to be honest with y'all for a bit. I've gotten quite a few messages and comments about how some people just skip all the Kaachako stuff. If that's the way you feel, then... enjoy playing hopscotch around it, I guess? I don't know, I wouldn't read a fic that has my NOTP in it, but y'all can do what you want.

Speaking of Kaachako, there's some fluff and some angst. Bakugo is not okay, and not in a place where he's ready for anything romantic. But he knows that, and is going to be realistic about it. At the same time, that's not going to stop him from catching feelings.

Yes, I know that Uraraka is canonically from a different prefecture. I don't care. I wanted the Persona reference. Also, thin justification for her southern accent. Yeah, that's not going away any time soon.

Tohru is a man in a very precarious position. On one hand, he loves his family and wants to see them happy and safe. On the other hand, All For One has his ass (and his family's safety) over a barrel. So, yeah. He's going to try to get Yaoyorozu to break things off, only to run into Yaoyorozu discovering that "haha teenage rebellion go brrrrrr".

Meanwhile, on the other end of things, we have Gran Torino coming down with a severe case of what I like to call Nighteye-itis. Which Midoriya... almost knocks out of him. But he has his reasons, which will be revealed later.

Are you used to the DBZA references yet? Good, they aren't leaving.

Finally, Aizawa keeps Iida focused, rather than allow him to dodge responsibilities.

Next chapter will be the Support industry awards gala. I really need to come up with a name for the awards. Comment with suggestions I guess.

Until next time.