With the last chapter the battle training arc is finally done. Time to continue forward, but how far can Izuku tolerate nosy reporters and his brother's behavior.

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Comments:

Flashyyyyyyy: Compared to everything else I have written these chapters aren't exactly little, but thank you.

WolfTamermaster: He doesn't have a quirk like that and the running joke works better without one. Also those two thing while often dependent on the point of view, are in themselves generally opposite/exclusive.

Lucifer S Moringstar: Thank you for this information. Still not sure how to feel about them just taking the story, but i hope it brings more readers at least.

Dsman: Peace? From All For One? Completely destroying and humiliating the opponent seems more his style.

Akolita30095: Thank you for reading.

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Chapter 25: And There Be Media

Izuku leaned back on the car seat between Tenya and Hitoshi while listening to the former discussing their homework for the day, despite them already doing all of it together the previous evening. Hitoshi was quietly sipping his coffee from a large thermos. How he could drink that much of the stuff and still look either tired or calm most of the time Izuku couldn't tell, although brainwashing induced sleep had left both of them much more rested than usual.

"Midoriya-san," the driver said, stopping Izuku from dozing off. "We are arriving at the UA, but there is a crowd preventing me from driving all the way to the gate."

Izuku leaned forward between the front seats to see what was going on and raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Media? Leave us here. We'll try to get past them by foot," he said.

"As you wish," the driver said and pulled over.

As they walked closer it became obvious that these weren't just friendly harmless reporters, more like a swarm of piranhas that sucked in any student trying not to be late to class. The noise of overlapping questions and demands alone was so much it was a wonder if they could even get clear recordings of anyone's answers to the questions. Izuku and Hitoshi tried to use Tenya as a battering ram to get through, but even so it only took a few seconds for some reporters to push in between them. Instinct told Izuku to throw the nosy woman on the ground like he had done in his fight with Bakugo, but the more rational and calm side of his brain won out. Hitoshi had already disappeared in the crowd behind him.

"Good morning. Are you a student from the hero course? How do you feel about having All Might as a teacher?"

"After one lesson, not impressed and don't really care what people think about it."

"That is a surprising answer since most…"

Izuku turned away from the woman, trying to squeeze past some other people harassing other students.

"Wait... I… Have you encountered the quirk stealing student?"

Izuku stopped. How in the word did she know about that? Even people at Aldera hadn't made enough noise about his quirk to have reporters chase after him.

"We heard there is a student whose quirk lets him take away other people's quirks permanently with a single touch. Are you concerned about someone with that kind of quirk going to the same school?"

Izuku turned to face the woman again and she actually shut up from his stare.

"Why should I be worried about that?" Izuku asked.

"Because… aren't you concerned for the safety of your quirk?"

"No more than for my life with the majority of students whose quirk could be used to kill me. Just the day before yesterday I saw one student score high enough in a grip strength test to crush a person's skull. He turned out to be an okay guy so far by the way. So, I don't really have a reason to 'fear' him for that."

"I see," the reporter said, seriously seeming disappointed at the answer but soon got more determination in her eyes. "Have you even seen the quirk stealer?"

"No one in this school is called that, but if you mean the person who can transfer quirks between people you could say I've met him," Izuku kept thinking if he should give the answer that was easier to him or the one that would give him some chance of influencing people's views, maybe. It wasn't like his face would remain a secret with this kind of media frenzy and the woman had made him more annoyed than afraid.

"…every time I look in the mirror."

"So what is h… Mirror?" the reporter started and paused. She took a step back. "You are the quirk stealer!?"

"As I said, there is no one by that name in this school. The real question is how you ever found out about my quirk? UA is quite strict with protecting their students' privacy outside of the sports festival."

His words rang to deaf ears as the reporter's statement had been heard by those closest to them even in the cacophony of the crowd and the word was starting to circulate.

"The quirk stealer?"

"…that white haired kid?"

"Don't go too close."

"Your words shame your channel. Despite prejudice like yours he is one of the most heroic people I've met and a great friend."

Suddenly Izuku was no longer being pushed on all sides by the crowd having increasing amount of space which moved with him as he took a step. It was easy to scare away the reporters that had been harassing Hitoshi with a simple glare. Tenya had managed to drown out the questions from the reporter who made the mistake of trying to stop him in his unstoppable lecture. Izuku just tapped his shoulder when walking past. Tenya took the chance to get out of the crowd and they soon walked past the teachers, including Aizawa and Present Mic, who were trying to control the crowd at the gate.

"Wait!" The annoying reporter came after Izuku. "Do you feel any shame for stealing people's quirks?"

Izuku almost stopped but Tenya's gentle push on his shoulder kept him moving.

"Hey, can you move? I am trying to interview that kid."

"No. Get out of here. You have harassed my students enough."

…

"All right if you don't come for an interview, I'll get in there myself."

"Hey hold on."

A siren sounded followed by loud clangs as the gate slammed shut.

"Those people bring shame to their profession," Tenya said.

"And they knew about my quirk and that I study here," Izuku said quietly. "The only time even the possibility of that has been seen by people kind of publicly was during the entrance when…"

Izuku paused and when he spoke again it was with venom and barely contained rage.

"Bakugo."

"You think he did…"

"Absolutely. He thinks he is entitled to always win. After yesterday he could definitely lash out. He did the same during the entrance exam telling everyone about my quirk. He called me quirk stealer just like that reporter. The only surprising thing is that he got so many reporters to come here so quickly."

"Not necessarily," Tenya said, holding a finger in the air while holding his chin with his other hand. "They were also very interested in All Might being a teacher. They might have come here for that anyway and heard about you just in time."

"Maybe," Izuku said. "It won't change what he did. My quirk has always been something everyone around me knew but it never really became public knowledge. I'm… not sure what this will mean."

"Just remember. The people who are worth you caring about their opinion aren't going to change," Hitoshi assured. "People were always going to find out by the time you become a hero, probably at the sports festival at the latest. You just got a bad first impression and for a lot of people that was always going to happen."

Izuku hummed uncertainly and glanced back at the gate behind them, and at Aizawa who was following them. Hitoshi inched closer and a little behind him to block his view.

"Eyes forward."

That got a small glimpse of a smile to appear on Izuku's face and he did as told.

"I don't need many people to like me as long as there are a few good ones, but that kind of hate isn't just about me."

"Unfortunately, now isn't a time you can change that." Tenya said. "That mob would not give you a voice, or at least not be a fair representation. Better focus on our studies so you can show them later."

Izuku didn't respond to that as they walked the rest of the way to the homeroom class. Izuku walked all the way to his seat before he even realized to check on the room. Most of their classmates were already there, but one specific empty seat explained why he had felt so at ease stepping into the room. He even raised his hand to greet Shoji who had made an eye on one of his arms and was looking at him. Ojiro gave a more careful glance. Izuku didn't bother giving him his time.

The rest of the students arrived within a few minutes, followed shortly by Aizawa.

"All of you probably know this already, but we have one less student present today. Katsuki Bakugo has been suspended pending an investigation and hearing to his conduct in the past few days as well as an enhanced background check on alleged earlier crimes. Depending on the results of those investigations he will either return within a few weeks or be expelled. Frankly, it is going to be the latter option. As a part of the investigation, you may be heard as witnesses. I will inform you if that is required. Take this as a warning. While my expulsion threat on the first day was a deception, UA will not teach combat skills and other aspects of the hero profession to people we cannot trust to use those skills responsibly. How an expulsion might impact your personal lives is not a factor."

The entire class was quiet. To their credit Izuku heard no arguments or attempts to excuse Bakugo.

"Now that that is taken care of... Decent work on yesterday's combat training you guys. I saw the video feeds and went over each of your teams' results. For the first battle: Midoriya, you showed more skill in combat than I expected and were able to reach a position to use your quirk on someone with a much more destructive quirk. Do not let Bakugo's reaction discourage you from utilizing your power to disarm villains of their quirks in battle."

Midoriya didn't respond. Just kept watching Aizawa with a non-hostile and serious expression.

"Tokoyami, I understand a sentient quirk puts you in a unique position, but your ability to fight alongside fellow heroes cannot depend on whether… he likes them."

"I understand."

"This is an unusual situation, but I want you to see a school counsellor and see if you can talk things out with Dark Shadow. Reserve a time with him when you can."

"I will."

"Ida. You were left in an unexpected and difficult situation due to your then teammate's actions. Seeking to ambush and delay your enemies was a rational response, but you seem to lack control over your quirk. The speed you can achieve will not matter if you cannot stop and turn in time, especially in enclosed spaces. Focus on fine control in your training for now."

"We are already working on this."

"You?" Aizawa asked

"Izuku already identified this weakness in my abilities some time ago. It shames me that I could not properly address it despite his assistance before entering UA."

"At least he didn't run through my walls," Izuku muttered with a small smile.

"I see," Aizawa commented. "You should continue that training then. I expect to see results."

It was obviously easy to expect things when he had yet to do anything to help with the issue. He moved on to comment on the participants of the next battle, pointing out Todoroki's arrogance and congratulating Hitoshi on not giving up and his ability to dodge Todoroki's attacks.

"Thank you. Dodging Izuku's and Tenya's attacks has been a big part of my training from the beginning. Todoroki's ice did stop me from counterattacking though. I couldn't even get close."

"You were still able to defeat Todoroki with your quirk," Aizawa checked his notes. "Quirks, but don't let yourself become dependent on being able to brainwash whoever you face."

"Working on it," Izuku said.

Aizawa stared at him for a moment but then proceeded with his feedback for rest of the students. At least he gave feedback to everyone without singling anyone out for humiliation.

"Let's get down to business," he said after the long list of feedback. "Our first task will decide your future."

Now what he was planning? It was just the third day. The whole class tensed, expecting Aizawa to drop something super serious on them.

"You all need to pick a class representative."

'So, it had been just normal school stuff,' was the class collective reaction. A few seconds later people were raising or waving their hands and shouting about how they all wanted to get the post, just to have slightly better chances of getting attention from agencies and the public. Izuku preferred to use his hands to cover his ears.

"Silence, everyone, please!" Tenya shouted over the entire cacophony loud enough to silence the class. "The class representative's duty is to lead others. That's not something just anyone can do. You must first have the trust of every student in the classroom. Therefore, the most logical way to fill this position is democratically. We will hold an election to choose our leader."

"It's pretty obvious you want us to vote for you," most of the class said at the same time.

"Is this really the best idea?" The boy Tenya had identified as Kaminari asked.

"We've only known each other for a few days. How do we know who we can trust," one of the girls commented, as if that wasn't a problem for any possible way of choosing the class representative.

"Besides, everyone will just vote for themselves," Kirishima added.

"Most people will, but that means that whoever does receive the most votes will truly be the most suitable person for the job," Tenya countered, apparently not even considering the many ways of voting to counter that problem. He then turned to Aizawa. "It is the best way, right sir?"

"Do what you want, just decide before my nap is over," Aizawa responded while closing his sleeping back around him. What had he said about this being important to their futures again?

"I have to get one of those," Hitoshi quietly commented in front of Izuku.

"Thank you for your trust," Tenya told the already sleeping Aizawa before turning back to his fellow students. "We shall now vote for the class representative."

"Tenya," Izuku said, getting his taller friend's attention without even raising his voice. "What voting method do you suggest we use."

"Voting method?"

"Kirishima is right about people voting for themselves, if we just vote for anyone without considering how and just because one person might get one or two more votes doesn't mean they have the support of the class."

"What do you suggest as an alternative?"

"There are many options, open vote where voting for yourself is not allowed, two-part vote where we pick everyone who gets more than their own vote for a second round, only voting among people who get two other people to nominate them, allowing everyone to vote for two different people so they have to vote at least one person other than themselves. I'm sure there are several other alternatives."

"Nominating people sounds like the most sensible thing to do," Yaoyorozu said. "It would force people to consider who they would trust and support publicly."

"I guess that would work," Kirishima said. "Is it okay for everyone?"

He got multiple supporting statements and positive murmurs. At least no one opposed the idea.

"Very good," Tenya took charge of the process again as he walked to the front of the class. "In that case the nominations for the class representative election are now open."

Hitoshi raised his hand a bit, getting a hopeful look from Tenya.

"I nominate Izuku Midoriya."

The three of them could of course get a nomination for Tenya.

Izuku blinked.

"What did you say?"

"It makes sense," Hitoshi said, turning in his seat to face Izuku.

"How exactly?"

"I know you aren't excited about the idea, or the attention…"

"That's true."

"… but you have already taken charge of mine and Tenya's training and it would show those reporters. Even if Bakugo fed them lies, the rest of the class choosing you as the rep would send a different message."

"You are right," Tenya joined in the realization. He fell silent for a moment before raising his head. "Choosing him would be better for the greater good. I too nominate Izuku Midoriya."

"Not a bad idea," Shoji spoke for the first time during the class.

"Umh, any other candidates?" Izuku asked.

"We aren't going to force you into the job you know," Hitoshi said. "Just think of how much it can help with changing people's minds, and don't even try to pretend you couldn't do the job."

They weren't wrong, but the whole thing felt like getting even more tied up with the whole 'becoming a hero' concept. Still, if it gave him opportunities change people's minds…

He couldn't really say either way, so the election went ahead and soon Tenya wrote out the results on the display at the front of the class.

1. Izuku Midoriya: 7

2. Momo Yaoyorozu: 5

3. Eijiro Kirishima: 4

"All right," Aizawa said. "Midoriya will be the class representative and Yaoyorozu will be the vice representative. Now get going before you're late for the next lesson. Midoriya, from now on it is your job to take care of that."

"I understand."

The rest of the morning went by uneventfully. The most notable thing was when Izuku glanced out of a window and saw the press still crowding outside the gate. Leaving to get back home wasn't going to be fun. For a moment Izuku wondered if UA would allow a helicopter to land on the sports field.

Then it was lunch time.

Izuku had just gotten food with Hitoshi and Tenya, when he spotted Kirishima just a bit behind them. Tenya turned to look at what had gotten his attention.

"You know, if we are going to ask him to join us for training, now is as good a time as any," Tenya said. "Should also congratulate him for third place."

"Right," Izuku said and waited as Kirishima got through the queue. "Hey Kirishima, come eat with us."

The redhead looked at them for a few seconds.

"Are you sure? You three are always together. I don't want to intrude."

"I am sure. There's something we need to talk about."

"In that case count me in, class rep."

They got to a nearby table with four empty seats. Kirishima sat opposite to Izuku and next to Hitoshi. "So, what did you want to talk about?" he asked.

"Are you interested in training outside school hours?" Tenya asked.

"Obviously he is," Izuku said. "Have you looked at him? He also got to UA third in the practical exam."

Kirishima held his head, smiling.

"Heh, I guess I did, still a bit behind you."

"You got more rescue points. That means you did a better job if you ask me," Izuku said. "Anyway, we usually train together on weekends and we thought we should train with other people too. "

"That sounds cool!" Kirishima shouted, exited. "Especially after what Ida and Shinso said this morning. I'd love to get some of that Midoriya training."

He suddenly shut up and glanced at Hitoshi before speaking in a quieter voice.

"Is this about your…"

"Partially, it got you first in line" Hitoshi admitted. "Pretty sure they also want someone they can punch without spending most of their effort on holding back. Izuku can afford to get people with good healing quirks to treat me, but I'd prefer if he didn't need to."

Kirishima grinned.

"I can do that. Just… be careful to not hurt yourselves. There was this one guy who tried to help me train my quirk, with a baseball bat who…well, broke his hand. No one has really wanted to help with my training since."

"Your quirk lives up to its name then," Tenya said.

"Heh, yes. It is a pretty simple quirk though."

"The important thing is how you use it and how well you understand it.," Izuku said. "Like how much can you harden right now, how deep into your skin does it go? Are you bulletproof or just tough against blunt force impact? How about other types of danger like heat or electricity? Does the physical change affect you in other ways? I noticed you hardened for the strength tests during Aizawa's fitness test."

"Eh," Kirishima said. "Are you really that interested in my quirk?"

"Yes," Hitoshi and Tenya said at the same time.

"Oh, well as long as you don't steal it from me."

Izuku's eyes narrowed and his face dropped, losing the slight smile he had had. Hitoshi shoved his elbow into Kirishima's side.

"What… oh, I'm sorry," Kirishima quickly said. "It was just a joke."

Izuku's stare softened a bit but he still didn't look happy.

"Just so you know," Hitoshi said, "him taking your quirk is the best thing that could happen in training. He was able to help me a lot with my quirk after trying it just a couple of times himself. There is a big difference between seeing a quirk and using it himself."

"Really? Heh, never thought about it that way."

"It is unthinkable for most people," Izuku commented quietly.

"Hey, I said I'm sorry," Kirishima responded, waving his hands in front of him. "I didn't m…"

Alarm sirens began ringing across the school as a voice announced a villain threat at the school, calling for students to evacuate. To where or what way it didn't say. Izuku and company were standing in an instant, but they were standing tense and more or less ready for battle, meanwhile most others were either frozen in place or already running.

Izuku was mostly focused on wondering what was going on. Who would be crazy enough to attack UA? Besides Tomura of course, but that wasn't supposed to be at the main campus, or today.

"We should evacuate too," Tenya said, and they started moving. Izuku was the last one right behind Hitoshi, but as they ran across the cafeteria, he saw what was happening. The corridor was already so full of panicking students to the point where getting anywhere was nearly impossible. If any villain was actually attacking, they would have been like fish in a barrel. If it was Izuku attacking the school, a couple of the explosive Hellfire Arrows would have been enough to cause nation-shaking carnage.

Overall Izuku started doubting if they had overestimated UA's security. Preparing students for emergencies certainly wasn't a part of it. Tenya and Kirishima were already beyond his reach, but Izuku grabbed Hitoshi just in time before he was trapped in the crowd.

"Izuku, wha…"

"Getting stuck there won't help you get out or stay safe. We don't even know what is happening."

Hitoshi glanced at the crowd that had already consumed Tenya and Kirishima.

"You are probably right. What do you suggest?"

"Try to find out what is happening and avoid the crowd. If there is an actual villain attack the crowd will only attract them."

"But Tenya and others are already trapped in there. If there really is an attack…"

Izuku raised one arm with a lit Dragon Blade.

"Right, Izuku solution number one if any of us are threatened. That would work. I almost pity the villains," Hitoshi said. They jogged to a nearby window to see if anything was happening outside. At the second window Izuku's eyes widened, but as much in anger as in shock.

"They wouldn't…"

"Who?" Hitoshi asked as he came to look out next to Izuku.

"The media." Izuku seethed and then blinked. "How in the world did they get through the UA barrier?"

"I doubt the school let them in. Could they have quirks, or tools, to break the gate?"

"It's possible," Izuku said. "A group that large probably has some destructive quirks, but using one would get them in real trouble, nothing like harassing some students."

He squinted his eyes, trying to see the gate that was no longer there. All that was left was the frame and some kind of pile of rubble under it, or maybe dust, like the gate had been just shattered apart… or decayed.

"Izuku… Izuku," Hitoshi called. Izuku turned his head to face him.

"Sorry, I was thinking."

"Already trying to solve the mystery," Hitoshi said. "Can't blame you. This whole thing gives me a bad feeling."

Izuku couldn't respond to that, knowing Hitoshi's feeling was completely justified. After a long silence he grabbed Hitoshi's shoulder and guided him back towards their table.

"Let's finish our lunch. It sounds like things have calmed down so Tenya and Kirishima will probably return soon."

"Yeah."

The rest of the day went by calmly with actual teaching on combat and martial arts techniques. The most unusual part was several of their classmates jokingly calling Tenya 'Emergency Exit', for slamming in the wall above the emergency exit sign to tell everyone in the corridor to calm down.

As Izuku left the school and walked through the destroyed gate he couldn't help but kneel by the destroyed remains, separated from the designated walking path by police tape. The gate hadn't broken to pieces, it had decayed to basically dust, emphasis on decay.

"Hey," someone said and Izuku turned his head to see the police officer. "Do not touch it. This is a crime scene."

"Right, sorry, I was just curious," Izuku said, somehow maintaining a meek tone, despite his growing annoyance. He got up and walked to his chauffer. Thankfully the break-in had been enough for police to get involved with the press and drive them away, at least for the moment. Hitoshi and Tenya came with him, though this time they would just train a bit near Hitoshi's place and Izuku gave them rides home.

Once home he grabbed only a sandwich and headed downstairs while still eating it. The training had gone a little long so Kurogiri's portal appeared just as he stepped in the basement. He had barely stepped through and concluded that his father wasn't yet present in the training room when he turned to Kurogiri.

"Did Tomura go to UA today?"

"Yes," the Nomu responded without hesitation. "He wished to confirm the class schedule and All Might's whereabouts himself rather than rely on your information."

"Of course he did. Is he alone right now?"

"Yes, if you want to see him, I can take you to him, but be careful young Shigaraki."

"Do it," Izuku commanded, and dark mist encased him in seconds. As it retracted things didn't get much brighter as he was in a room lit only by a computer screen. Izuku took a single step. Tomura spun around, reaching for Izuku with his hand. Izuku dodged to the side and grabbed Tomura's wrist, squeezing much harder than necessary.

"Oh, it's you," Tomura said like he hadn't just tried to kill Izuku. Izuku didn't let go of his arm.

"What in the world made you go to UA?"

"How do you know that?" Tomura asked annoyed. "Kurogiri, how does he know that? I told you to not talk about it."

"He asked me about it," Kurogiri responded.

"Cursed Nomu."

"Tomura, why did you come to UA."

"Because of my mission," Tomura answered. "Did you think I would lead the league into battle based on your word about class rumours?"

"I expected you to not put UA on high alert, especially since I'm already there for information."

"You can have fun with your little friends there all you want. I lead the league, and I decide what information we use to plan the attack."

"You may lead the league, but father made me responsible for spying on UA. You making them increase security won't help either of us."

"You don't," Tomura started raising his other hand. Izuku lit Dragon Blade as a shield on his free hand.

"Children children," their father's voice came from Tomura's computer speaker. "Is that any way to treat family? Izuku, shouldn't you be training?"

"I should, but Tomura decided to cause trouble by breaking into UA today."

"Yes, I know. Kurogiri has kept me informed."

Tomura gave the Nomu a murderous stare. Izuku lowered his hand so that the flaming shield was between them. His other hand squeezed Tomura's wrist with all the strength other Nomus had beaten into him.

"Kurogiri, leave," their father commanded.

Once the Nomu disappeared in mist, Izuku let Tomura go and stepped back, his Dragon Blade extinguished. Tomura rubbed his wrist as he turned to face the empty computer screen.

"Master, I have confirmed the information that Shirokuro brought," a voice called from off screen.

"I am impressed that you could infiltrate UA," their father said, making Tomura's expression brighten, "but in the process, you alerted the school to a potential threat that could in worst case make that information outdated. Avoiding situations like this is exactly why we had Izuku going there in the first place."

Tomura suddenly looked much less happy.

"Take this as a learning experience. You need to think more than one step ahead. If you want more information to confirm Izuku's findings, what ways you have to do that and more importantly what are their consequences should be considered thoroughly."

"Yes, sensei," Tomura responded grumpily.

"And don't try to hide things from me. Kurogiri won't keep secrets from me for you… or from Izuku.

"Right," Tomura muttered and turned to stare at Izuku. "Is there a reason you are still here?"

"Stay out of UA. You don't want me messing with your league, so don't mess with my stay at UA. I have enough to deal with the school and the press."

"Press?" His father asked.

"The media knows about me, my quirk," Izuku responded, "probably Bakugo's doing. I also got voted the class representative. Toshi thinks it makes me look better in front of the media."

"Turning into a hero faster than I thought," Tomura muttered.

"Shut up Tomura," Izuku responded.

"Izuku," his father said, silencing both of them, "your power becoming public was inevitable. It is a small miracle you haven't been chased by media and hunted by people fearing your existence since your quirk manifested. For a long time after your quirk was registered, I had Kurogiri and other Nomus on standby around the clock, worried the Hero Public Safety Commission would send one of their assassins after you. If lady Nagant hadn't been arrested just before, I would have had to make you and Inko disappear."

"Assassins?" Izuku asked.

"You know that the world isn't black and white. Those calling themselves heroes are capable of just as great violence as any villain. They just tend to hide it better and the public is more willing to pretend it doesn't exist."

"I know that. It's just…"

"I know. Do not let the shine and noble sounding words of the so-called heroes distract you from the reality."

"Absolutely not."

"As for the media, it might be annoying, but this attention can also give you a platform to be heard. Words are a tool of change and control just as much as quirks or combat ability. Turn this attention to your benefit. Let people know what you have suffered, but carefully to not show weakness. Cultivate future followers among likeminded people and you can achieve anything. One person, no matter how powerful, can only do so much, but a leader can make the masses change history."

"I may be a few steps away from that."

"Perhaps, but it is never too early to start. You still have time to grow. First you need to be strong enough to lead with a firm hand. I am waiting for you."

The screen turned back to whatever Tomura was watching before.

"Good," Tomura said. "Leave me alone. Break a leg, or two."

"I might," Izuku said as Kurogiri's portal appeared behind him.