The students came back to class on Thursday. They erupted with joy when they found out that the number-one hero, All Might, would teach them heroics that day, training in battle. They got more excited when they saw suitcases come out of the wall with their hero costumes inside. After the battles, classes continued as usual.
On Friday, the student piled into the school and their seats. Aizawa walked into the room, and as if on cue, the students piped down. First, he congratulated the students on their performances in their mock battles. Then, he told them they had to do one more thing. The students stiffened in fear; however, that moment was short-lived. They were relieved when they heard all they had to do was pick a class representative, standard class stuff. They picked Tenya Iida as their class rep and Momo Yaoyorozu as their vice rep. And soon, the end of the day also arrived, and the weekend's start shortly followed.
The next day, Saturday, Aizawa walked into the meeting room, where a few pro-heroes were already seated; even a deflated All Might was sitting at the U-shaped table. The sleep-deprived hobo sat down; then, a white rat-mouse-bear-thing popped out of his scarf where it was hiding. The suit that it wore was clean, crisp, and polished. It crawled out of the scarf, down the other man's arm, and sat in one of the two empty chairs. Aizawa sat in the other. "Nezu, why did you call this meeting," the R-rated hero, Midnight, asked. Her white, purple, and black hero costume was skin tight and didn't support her breasts, so it left much to the wandering eye despite covering her entire body. She also had a red mask, and her long dark purplish-blue hair flowed down her back.
"I have to agree with Midnight. Why?" Cementos, the king of the concrete jungle, asked. His entire body was made out of concrete, and his costume was a simple moron piece of clothing accented with gold. It was sleeveless and stopped above his ankles. He also wore dark gray and yellow boots, and the little bit of hair he had was tied into a ponytail. Aizawa just sighed. He knew what this meeting was about because he and Principal Nezu had set it up.
"Just be patient," Nezu replied in his calm manner. "We are just waiting on our guest." A few minutes passed by before a knock was heard on the door. "Come in," the rat-like creature spoke. The door opened, relieving a dark-brown-haired male in a tan trench coat that went down to his knees, a white button-up top, a dark navy blue tie, black dress pants, dark brown shoes, and white gloves. All Might's eyes widened in shock and confusion as the man's face became more visible, for he recognized the man.
The man walked to the front of the room before the teachers and spoke, "Hello, I am Detective Tsukauchi." He bowed down at a fifty-degree angle as he said this. Then, standing back up, he continued, "I was called here because of what I was told happened on Thursday."
"Yes," Aizawa said, "On Thursday, while giving my students a quirk assessment test, I saw someone in a tree, watching us. They seemed to be writing something down as he was doing so. Then, as the students left the field, I saw another figure land next to them. Later, as the students were heading to lunch, another figure, this one more slender than the other two, joined them. They exchanged words and then left through a purple portal."
"On top of that, Pro-hero Thirteen contacted me. According to what she told me, one of them was in the USJ, just walking around—drawing the layout on a large sheet of paper, almost as if he was mapping the place out," Nezu spoke, continuing where Aizawa left off.
"There, also, has been a rise of villains in the area; most are in back alleyways, but there is something peculiar about them. They aren't committing any significant crimes, just backyard deals and stuff like that," the detective said. He was reading from a manilla folder he held in his hands. "Based on this evidence, I wonder if there are preparing for something."
"It makes the most sense. I mean, why else would this stuff be happening?" Present Mic said, louder than most.
"You're too loud, Mic," Aizawa said, pinching the bridge of his nose."
"Sorry."
"Ok, so do we have any idea what they may be preparing for?" Ectoplasm asked. The absence of voices filled the room as everyone hesitated to speak. No one knew what they would have to prepare for; that was until Nezu spoke up.
"I think I may have an answer. Also on Thursday, someone broke into UA without setting off any alarms and stole the names, pictures, descriptions, and plans for next week for your class Aizawa. If my memory serves me right, the only major thing on your class's itinerary is the USJ. That off-campus facility would be perfect for an attack, especially if All Might will be there. And the fact that someone was snooping around and mapping out the area just proves my theory." Everyone was stunned, for they couldn't grasp the complete intelligence of the principal.
"If that is the case, how should we prepare for this if Nezu is right. We don't know anything about our possible attackers," Midnight says, voicing her concerns.
"If the original plan was just to have All Might, Erasure, and Thirteen there, maybe we should add one extra teacher there. One that can help level the playing field. On top of that, we should have a backup way of communication in case they have someone who can cut the power. So if the comms are down, it'll be a good idea to be still able to contact the school," Snipe said, his voice sounding like that of a robot.
"I agree," Midnight said, "But who should we send? Based on the place's layout and other factors, I would say Cementos, Ectoplasm, or even Snipe should go, but it depends on what the rest of you think." So they continued to discuss what to do, and they decided on sending Cementos with the class and having the rest of the teachers on standby in case something happened. And with, the meeting had ended. Everyone was sure they had the upper hand now, but how much of an upper hand? The answer to that question and many others would soon follow.