As soon as the words left Aizawa's mouth, she started performing CPR. She refused to let this boy die because of her mistake. She shouldn't have let him fight, but she did anyways, just because she was tired. "...28, 29, 30" she muttered out loud before she tilted his head back, pinched the bridge of nose, and blew 2 deep breaths into his mouth. After noticing he still wasn't breathing, she started chest compressions again. She looked at the pink hair girl quickly and noticed she was in a daze.
"This is all my fault. He came to save me. He died saving me." The girl was mumbling, eyes obviously not looking at anything.
"Hey!" Aizawa yelled trying to get the girl's attention. Thankfully it seemed to of work, though more tears started pouring out of her eyes. "He's not dead yet. Do you know CPR?" She asked, only for the girl to shake her head no. "Then go keep and eye out for police, paramedics, or other heroes!"
The girl quickly nodded and ran to one end of the alley. She witnessed the girl run to the other end of the alley right as she was giving two more breath. Fear started to rise further as she put her ear to his chest again, and she still couldn't find a heartbeat. "Come on kid, come back to us." She mumbles as she restarted chest compression.
Fortunately she heard the girl yelling, so she looked up and it looked like she was trying to get someone's attention. With any luck it's the paramedics, or at least a hero with an electric quirk. After finishing another set of chest compressions and breaths, she looked up and got her answer. She was relieved to see it was in fact the paramedics, who were already running up to them. "He's not breathing, and his heart stopped." Aizawa said quickly.
"Ok, we got it from here." Said the paramedic. "Get the defibrillators!" Aizawa stepped back reluctantly to allow the paramedics to do their job. She looked up and saw the pink haired girl watching as one paramedic cut of the kids shirt off, only to watch as her eyes went wide. She looked back down at the kid and was worried about what she saw. The kids stomach was sunken in, and his ribs were seen clear as day. Combined with the sunken cheeks and scrawny arms, she doubted that it was caused by his quirk. 'Does this kid have an eating disorder?' Thought Aizawa.
She was pulled from her thoughts as the paramedic yelled "Clear!"... He still wasn't moving. Looking back at the pink haired girl still staring, with clear worry in her eyes.
Aizawa walked over to her and put her hands on the girls shoulders, getting her attention. "Hey come on, you don't need to watch this." Aizawa tried to guide the girl away, but she refused to budge.
"No, he helped save me, and I'm not leaving until I know he's ok!" She screamed. Another "clear!" and jolt heard in the background, grabbing her attention.
Aizawa sighed. "What's your name?"
"It's... It's Mei." Said the girl directing her attention back to Aizawa. "Mei Hatsume."
"Well Hatsume, it's best we leave this to the professionals, you shouldn't..." Aizawa started.
"NO! He's dying because he came to save me! I need to make sure he's going to be ok!" Hatsume yelled.
"I understand you're worried but..."
"Clear!" *jolt*
"Sudden inhale* *coughing*" Izuku was in a daze, and felt like his body weighed a ton. "Ugh, what happened?"
Both Aizawa and Hatsume both slowly looked towards Izuku. Fresh tears rolling down Hatsume's face, while Aizawa used every ounce of her experience as a pro hero to keep from doing the same, instead just letting out a sigh of relief.
Hatsume's legs gave out from under her, making her fall on her knees and butt. She was absolutely exhausted. She had spent three days working with absolutely no sleep on more than one occasion, and that came nowhere near how she felt now.
Explosions, fires, gas leaks, she's faced them all and more, without so much as batting an eye. She knew she could handle it. But when three punks from her high school grabbed her, pulled her into an alley, and pretty much told her they were going to have their way with her, she froze.
It's not like she didn't know this kind of things happen, in fact, it's one of the reasons she was determined to because a famous inventor. To help protect hero's and civilians alike. But she never once thought something like this would happen to her.
'I guess no one does until it happens.' She thought. 'Maybe I should get certified to carry one of my babies with me for protection.'
"Hey... Hey!" Hatsume was so deep in thought she barely even noticed the voice, and the feeling of someone shaking her. As she came out of her daze she noticed it was a paramedic, with the hero behind him looking worried, but not directed at her, and a cop on his other side looking at her. 'When did the police show up?' She thought.
"Hey, are you alright? Did you get hurt anywhere?" Said the paramedic, bringing her attention back to him.
"Huh?... oh um, nothing major, but my head does hurt." She said before looking to where she last saw the guy who helped her, only to find he wasn't there. "Hey where is the guy who just on the ground." She asked looking around.
"He is being loaded into the ambulance now, but we need to get you checked out." Said the paramedic gently.
She wanted to argue and go to the hospital with him, but she decided to visit him later. "O-ok." Said Hatsume, standing up hugging herself, letting the paramedic guide her to the back of an empty ambulance. Looking around, she noticed the boy who helped her was having his stretcher being secured. It didn't take long, as they shut the door right after and took off. The guy who was holding her in place during the whole event was still out cold, and both his arms handcuffed to a stretcher. The two goons were getting patched up in the back of another ambulance, also wearing handcuffs, each with 2 police officers guarding them. She was thankful quirk suppressing handcuffs were commonplace nowadays.
As she was sat down the paramedic quickly went to work looking her over, going over the normal routine. As he was doing that, a policewoman walked over. "Hey sweetie, I'm officer Taro, how are you holding up?" She asked, giving her a kind and concerned smile.
"I'm... I'm ok I guess. Is the guy who helped me going to be ok?" Asked Hatsume. She wasn't an idiot, she knew anything could happen, and that it was completely possible for his heart to stop again. She just needed reassurance, she needed someone to tell her that her rescuer was going to be fine.
Unfortunately that slight drop in the policewoman's smile wasn't lost on her. "The doctors will do everything they can. Let's just focus on you right now, ok?"
Mei nodded her head slightly. "Ok." She said somberly.
"You think you're up to telling us what happened?"
"Yeah, I guess." The policewomen immediately pulled out her notepad and pen, with the paramedic listening in to get a better assessment. Mei started telling them she was on her way to her grandpa's shop, mentally designing a blueprint along the way. How she was so lost in thought she didn't notice the three punks sneak up on her, grab her, pull her into the alley, and slammed her against the wall. She instantly recognized them as troublemakers from her school. The kind that you give a wide berth. After they had told her what they were going to do to her, she became terrified that they might kill her as well. So she screamed for help. The leader immediately put his hand over her mouth, making her slam her head against the wall again. Not long after the sickly guy showed up to save her. "What's his name anyways? I want to thank him personally."
"You mean you don't know him?" Asked the policewoman. Mei simply shook her head no. "Well I'll make sure you get his name and which hospital he'll be in as soon as I can." She said with a small smile. After she gave her a quick nod of acknowledgment, she continued giving her statement on what happened.
Not to far away Aizawa was listening in on Mei's statement. 'So it seems like they didn't know each other.' Aizawa thought.
A Few minutes ago.
Aizawa was trying to convince Mei to leave the scene, she didn't need to see what could easily become a declaration of the kids' death. Honestly, she didn't want to see it either. "I understand you're scared but..."
"Sudden inhale* *coughing*" Izuku was in a daze, and felt like his body weighed a ton pounds. "Ugh, what happened?"
Aizawa's eyes went wide. Slowly she turned around to look at the kid on the ground looking like he was in a daze. Sighing in relief she noticed Mei fell to the ground, she seemed to be completely out of it, she'll leave her be for now.
"Do you not remember what happened?" Asked Aizawa as another paramedic came over with a stretcher, and they started preparing to put him on it.
"I remember I was on my way to the grocery store. All of a sudden I heard someone yell. Wait! Is the girl ok?!" As Izuku trying to look towards Aizawa as the paramedics kept his head in place.
"Don't move! We don't know if you have any spinal damage. So stay still." Ordered the paramedic.
"She's fine. Just out of it right now." She says trying to calm him down.
"*sigh* Thank god." Says Izuku, relaxing considerably.
"Tell me kid. Why did you get involved. You could have, SHOULD have, left it to a hero." Said Aizawa.
Izuku adorned a completely serious face. "Because she needed help. I couldn't, and wouldn't, abandon someone in trouble."
Aizawa was honestly stunned by his answer. She had heard those words hundreds of times from pro hero's, and very rarely did they ever sound genuine. After all, a vast majority of hero's nowadays are only in it for fame, fortune, or the thrill of battle. Usually some combination of the three. The way the kid sounded it was like it was a completely natural answer. His words left no room for doubt. She wished she could get her students to have that kind of mentality. Only without the recklessness.
She stood there in silence as she watched the paramedics were asking him basic questions while they loaded him onto a stretcher. It wasn't until they were starting to wheel him away that she heard them ask his name.
"Izuku Midoriya."
For some reason she feels like she's heard that name somewhere before. It almost triggers a protective instinct in her. The kind akin to those who she knows have suffered a great deal at the hands of a villain. She just can't place where she's heard the name before.
After a couple minutes of trying to remember, she decided that maybe it would be best to check up on Hatsume. She might be able to get an answer as to whom he is from her.
Aizawa was listening as Hatsume give the last of her statement when a detective walks up to her. "God this is what, the fifth incident you've taken care of this morning? You just can't catch a break can you?" Said the detective with a smile.
Aizawa scratched the back of her heard. "Yeah well there were a few others I dealt with before your shift even started. *sigh* I feel like I could sleep a week after all this."
The detective laughs. "You say that, but you never stay down to long. You're going to work yourself into an early grave at this rate".
"My co-workers tell me the same thing. It just isn't rational to sit around doing nothing when I can help." Said Aizawa.
The detective gave her a worried smile. "I know what you mean, but don't forget, you can't help anyone from inside a grave. There are plenty of other capable hero's out there, you don't have to do everything."
"And leave it to hero's who only want to be rich and famous? No, thank you. I'd rather as many people be saved as possible. Not left to die because some hero was getting their picture taken, or worried their face might get scratched." Said Aizawa sardonically.
The detective looked like she wanted to retort, but couldn't argue that statement. "*sigh* I can't say you're wrong. It's why I tend to prefer underground hero's on principle, I've met way to many heroes who love the camera way too much. At least we still have hero's like All Might."
Aizawa's eye twitched. "You mean the man that does more interviews in a year than most hero's have their whole career?"
"You have to admit, he never once left someone in danger, and most paparazzi live to follow him around. And I know you refuse to admit it, but those interviews do help make the people feel safe. It shows that despite his immense power, he's just a man who wants to help" Argues the detective.
"Tch." Was all Aizawa says in response.
"Anyways I'm going to need to get your official statement. Then you need to get some sleep."
"Tsukauchi, as much as I would love to, there are some things I need to take care of."
"Well I guess I can't force you. But try to take it easy please. So, what happened here." Tsukauchi said as she pulled out a notebook.
Before Aizawa could start talking, Hatsume walked up to the two of them. "Excuse me." She said, getting both of their attention. Hatsume looked straight at Aizawa. "I wanted to say thank you for rescuing me and that boy. I... I don't even want to think about how much worse things would have turned out if you hadn't shown up." She said, getting quiet, and looking towards the ground at the end.
Aizawa put a gentle hand on Hatsume's shoulder, grabbing her attention, giving her a gentle smile. "Well I'm glad I was here as well. There's no need to dwell on what could have happened."
Hatsume looked thoughtful for a moment. "You're right. I just wish there was more I could do for the guy who helped."
"Don't worry about him. Guys like him are difficult to keep down."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm talking about the kind of person who fights for others."
Hatsume just looked confused. "Isn't that hero's in general?"
Aizawa shook her head. "No, I'm talking about the kind of person who puts others before themselves. After he remembered what was going on, did you hear what he said?"
"No, I was kinda out of it." Hatsume admitted a bit solemnly.
Aizawa gave her a reassuring smile. "First thing he said was 'Is the girl ok?'". Hatsume looked at Aizawa shocked. "Despite everything, you were the first thing he thought about." Hatsume couldn't help but blush, which wasn't lost on Tsukauchi and Aizawa. "So I heard you ask for his name earlier?"
"Yes!" Yelled Hatsume as she got in Aizawa's face. "Please tell me you know it! I need to thank him!"
Aizawa gently pushed Hatsume out of her personal space. "Yes I do. It's Izuku Midoriya."
Mei gave Aizawa a huge smile. "Thank you so much!" Mei ran off to the ambulance and hopped in the back. Looks like she's being taken to the hospital for further inspection.
"Ok let's get this over with." Said Aizawa as she turned towards Tsukauchi, only to be met with her being completely stunned.
"Did you say Izuku Midoriya?" Asked Tsukauchi, still in shock.
"Yeah I did. Why?" Asked Aizawa.
Tsukauchi seemingly ignored the question. "How is he doing? Well besides this event, is he holding up alright?" She asked looking extremely worried. Causing Aizawa's worry to grow.
"Honestly, he looked to be in horrible shape. How do you know him?"
Tsukauchi just looked like he was drowning in worry. "Sorry Eraser, But I need to get to the hospital now! One of the officers will collect your statement." With that Tsukauchi left before Aizawa could stop him.
'What the heck is going on?' Thought Aizawa. She had already planned on checking up on the kid in the hospital. Now, she felt she couldn't waste any more time than necessary. She just needed to give her statement and get her paperwork done at the agency. By then she hoped the doctors will be done working on the kid.
To say Aizawa hates paperwork would be an absolute understatement. She understood it to be a necessary part of the system, doesn't mean she likes having to file a report for every crime she takes care of. And when you stop 11 crimes, and perform CPR on someone, the paperwork feels like it drags on forever.
In reality, it took her a couple of hours. Two. Grueling. Hours. Add on giving her statement, checking in with her agency, and travel time, it took her about 3 hours to finally get to the hospital. She desperately wanted to find a bed and just pass out, but she couldn't just ignore what's going on. Something was going on with that kid, and she was going to find out. She honestly didn't know what was drawing her to find out, she could easily leave it to Tsukauchi, but seeing that kid in the state he was in, she refused not to see this to the end. Whatever that may be.
As she turned the corner to the hallway Izuku's room was in, Aizawa could hear Tsukauchi's voice.
"Are you absolutely sure?" Tsukauchi Said downtrodden.
"There isn't a doubt in my mind. The poor child. He'd already been through so much last time. Now this. It breaks my heart." Aizawa heard from a familiar voice.
Aizawa turned the corner and is surprised to see Tsukauchi talking with "Recovery Girl? What are you doing here?"
Tsukauchi and Recovery Girl both turn to look at the newcomer. Aizawa could feel the somber mood in the air.
"You're not the only one who puts in extra work outside UA. Now I could ask you the same question." Says Recovery Girl.
"I'm here to check up on Izuku, as well as confirm my suspicions."
Tsukauchi and Recovery Girl look at each other and sigh.
"With how fast you were able to pick it up, makes me worry about how many others have noticed, and never did anything." Said a Tsukauchi solemnly.
"It's been what, three years now? It's highly unlikely that no one noticed, not with the condition he's in." States Recovery Girl.
Aizawa crosses her arms. "So I was right, something is happening. And what are you talking about? Three years since what?"
"Eraser I think it's best if you leave the rest to us. This isn't just a typical injured kid case." Says Tsukauchi, trying to dissuade Aizawa.
Aizawa could tell that this wasn't a subject either wanted to talk about. "I figured that when I had to Perform CPR on a kid who looked like he hasn't eaten in months. Now I'm here to help, and I'm going to do that with or without your help. So you can make this simple for me and just tell me what you know." She states firmly.
The two remained silent, she doubted she would get answers from these two. She looked at Izuku's room which was just behind Recovery girl. She walked past them to the door, ignoring their warning as she flung it open. Only to exit again two seconds later, shutting the door faster than when she opened it. She leaned against the door, thinking about what she just saw. Izuku was asleep with the usual machines hooked to a heart monitor, a breathing mask on his face and an IV in his arm. But what truly horrified her was the parts he had exposed. He was mostly cover, all except his arms and head. Just thinking about it made her feel sick. "What in the hell. I know for a fact he didn't look like that when he was brought here."
At this point Tsukauchi and Recovery girl knew there wasn't any point in hiding it. "It's better if we have this talk in private. The hospital has lent me a temporary office we'll talk there."
On their way to the office, Recovery girl make a quick call to the records room and asked for them to deliver Izuku's file. In the office Tsukauchi and Aizawa sat down in front of the desk. Recovery girl offered them some coffee, with only Aizawa accepting.
"So you two going to explain what I saw?" Asked Aizawa between gulps of coffee, trying to drown shock of what she saw. It was barely helping.
"Tell me Eraser, do you remember the Ukon Murisaki case?" Asked Tsukauchi.
"Of course I remember it. Not only is it taught on both hero schools and police academies, Ukon Murisaki is almost a household name. It honestly sickens me how many people still believe he's innocent, and how long his lawyer is kept his execution postponed. The amount of evidence against him makes his guilt obvious. Why? What does that have to do with..." Aizawa trailed off. The room was so silent you could hear a pin drop. "No, you don't mean?..."
"That's right." States Tsukauchi. "Izuku is the survivor of that sick bastard."
Aizawa could barely process it. Izuku was the survivor? "Doesn't explain why He didn't look like THAT earlier. I've heard about the things that monster did, I even helped with some of the stings to catch his associates. But there was no evidence of it happening on Izuku." Argued Aizawa.
"That's because of his quirk." Replied Recovery girl. "I believe he calls it, Flawless complexion. Aside from cuts and severe injuries, his skin is always perfect. It hides blemishes, bruises, discoloration... and scars."
"Then why didn't it deactivate when he was unconscious. Hell he was dying and nothing changed."
"He has to decide when it's deactivate it, and since there was no brain death, nothing changed."
Aizawa downed the last of her coffee, and got up to refill her cup. "And based on his condition, the new foster home isn't much better."
"No." Replied Recovery Girl. "I've been working his case since he got here. One of the first things I found weird was I discovered a third degree burn about 1 in. In diameter."
"Yeah, he was a hit by a fire quirk. How is that weird?" Asked Aizawa.
"That wasn't the weird part. It was that there was no second degree burns. It took me a bit, but once I found out his ability, I had to get him to deactivate it. Which wasn't easy, I might add. Getting over the shock of what I saw was even harder." Recovery girl says solemnly. "We discovered about 40% of his body is badly bruised. After having some x-rays done, we discovered Multiple broken ribs, which I would normally assume to be the CPR you administered. Though based on the fact that his comparisons to his old x-rays from being looked after the last case, he has received multiple new broken bones in his ribs and hands. Most of which healed improperly, which will require surgery or else it could become an issue. Then there is the obvious malnutrition. He only weighs 79 lbs. giving him a BMI of on 14.0, which is dangerously low. Which is most likely why his heart gave out. His body didn't have the proper fuel to even function, let alone fight. So with that I think it's safe to assume... To assume that he is being abused."
The three of them sat there in silence, as those words lingered in the air. Child abuse is never an easy thing to swallow, and to know that this kid has pretty much been tortured and abused almost his whole life. Well it made the three of them feel sick to their stomachs.
None of them knew how long that sat there in silence. They probably would have for longer if a knock on the door wasn't heard. "Come in." Said Recover Girl, barely loud enough to be heard through the door.
A nurse walked in. "I brought the file you requested." She says as she walked over to Recovery Girl and handed her a folder that was just over a finger thick. A folder that felt like it weighed a million pounds to her. The nurse stood there in front of the desk looking like she was debating on asking a question.
"Is there something I can help you with dearie?"
"Well, I have a question. Is the boy in that folder a villain?" Asked the nurse.
All eyes were immediately on her, giving her a questioning look."Why would you think that?" Asked Recovery Girl.
"Well I'm the one who called his guardian earlier. The moment I told her he was in the hospital she replied 'so he finally did it huh?' When I asked her did what? She said, word for word 'well forced himself on a girl of course, it's how he gains power. I've done everything I can to make sure he couldn't hurt someone and get away with it, but that brat was always destined to be a villain.' I wrote it off because I heard a rumor that he was defending someone. That was until I saw what his quirk was." The nurse said, getting somber at towards the end.
'What does his quirk have to do with being a villain?' Thought Aizawa. "I can assure you, that the rumor is true." She said, gaining the nurses' attention. "He stood up AGAINST three attempted rapist to DEFEND a girl. I witnessed it myself."
The nurse stated at Aizawa for a few seconds, seemingly looking for any sign of her lying. When she found none she gave a firm nod and left the room.
After the door clicked shut. "Well it seems we have the motive." Said Tsukauchi.
"And how is making yourself looking better a 'villainous Quirk'" Said Aizawa.
"That's only a part of his quirk." Begins Recovery Girl. "It's most likely just a way to help him be seen as more attractive."
"Why would he need to be more attractive?" Asks Aizawa completely lost.
Recovery Girl merely hands her Izuku's folder. "It'd be easier for you to read his quirk than for me to explain it."
Grabbing the folder, she quickly flipped to the quirk portion, and was shocked by what she found. "Energy based attacks, and the ability to grow large bat wings powered by female pheromones? The power to force someone to desire him?" She mumbled. "What's this about a missed quirk test?"
"Quirks That are sexual in nature require that they be tested at the age 18, but are also given the option to test it at 13 as well. Since it's not only inappropriate for a child to use them making their full extent completely unknown, they are also the most likely to further evolve as they mature." Replied Recovery Girl.
Aizawa gave a quick nod as she continued to look through the folder. She was going to find out as much as she could, so she could help him. Barely even halfway through it, she couldn't take it anymore and hurled in the nearby trash can. She had been a hero for 9 years now. She's help with natural disasters, stopped human and drug trafficking rings, rescued hostages and torture villains. But she had never seen anything that horrific. And that was just the medical report.
When she was done she noticed Recovery girl next to her holding her hair for her and extending a cup of water to her. "Thanks." She took the water and stood up, after rinsing out her mouth a couple of times she looked at the two. "I knew it was bad, but that. That is horrifying."
"Like I Said. I still have nightmares about the case. I did everything I could to make sure he got out of that situation. I even helped get him into the best home I thought would take care of him. Help him heal." Said tsukauchi. She squeezed the arm of her chair hard enough the others wouldn't be surprised if it broke. "Instead all I did was take him from one hell to another." She said looking like she had tears stinging her eyes. Before they could fall she felt a hand on her shoulder, and looked up to see it was Aizawa.
"None of this is your fault, I'm sure you did everything you could. There is no doubt in my mind that you checked into his foster mother thoroughly. You had no way of knowing what would happen." Said Aizawa comfortingly.
"That's exactly why I should have done more!" Shouts Tsukauchi. "Murisaki was pretty much considered a saint! Hell he even had a park named after him! That's why I should have constantly checked up on him! I should have made sure he was safe!"
Aizawa wasn't even dazed by Tsukauchi's rant. "Tsukauchi, you can blame yourself over what happened all you want, but that's not what matters here right. If you feel that strongly that you're at fault, then make it up to him. What happened, happened. All we can do now if pick up the pieces and do what we can to help now."
"She's right dearie." Said Recovery girl, drawing Tsukauchi's attention. "There is no changing the past. All we can do is give him a better future."
Tsukauchi lowered her head as she silently mulled over their words. She quickly wiped her eyes. "You're right. This isn't the time to dwell on it. I need to investigate his foster mother and get him into a good home, and keep an eye on him this time." She says with determination.
"Well about that." Says Aizawa gaining both women's attention. "I already have a home in mind."
"Really? That's great! Who are you thinking?" Says Tsukauchi enthusiastically.
"Mine." Aizawa says casually.
"...what!?" Tsukauchi and Recovery girl scream at the same time.
Aizawa winced at the volume. "And I though Mic was loud."
"Why do you want to take in Izuku?" Asked Recovery Girl.
"Well I'm actually thinking more along the lines of adopting him." She says stunning the other two. "He needs a good home, and the system has failed him twice already. So I'm going to take him."
"But you barely even know him." Says Tsukauchi.
"And so do most parents when they adopt a child."
"Yeah, but they're usually adopting children. Not teenagers nearing adulthood."
"So what? I'm more used to teenagers and young adults anyways. Do you think he doesn't deserve to be adopted just because he's a teenager?" Says Aizawa a little miffed.
"No! I'm just trying to understand your motivation." Says Tsukauchi.
"*sigh* I'm not going to force him back into a system that pretty much refuses to help him. Besides, I can tell he's a good kid with his head on right." Aizawa says with a small smile. "Unless you're wanting to adopt him."
Tsukauchi's mouth opened as if she was about to speak. But shut is as she mulled over what she says next. "I'm not gonna lie, it crossed my mind. But I've already tremendously failed him. During his case, I looked him right in the eyes and told him that I was going to help him, that he was going to be safe. He was already dealing with trust issues when it came to authority figures. But he believed me. He must hate me now. So I don't think I could help him as much as you can." She says solemnly.
"So then how do you plan on making it up to him?" Asked Aizawa.
"Well like I said, I'm going to take care of his foster mother. After that I'm going to visit often, even if he doesn't trust me or want me there. Just because you're a pro hero doesn't mean I'm just going to keep my eyes on you."
Aizawa smirked. "That's what I figured you'd say."
Recovery girl grabbed Izuku's fill and started heading to the door. "Well as much as I think it's a good idea, there is one person we need to check in with, and see if they like the idea." She says.
The others quickly catch on and nod in agreement. "We have a lot of work ahead of us." Says Aizawa as they leave the office.