Chapter 3

AN: Just posting another chapter here. Chapter 8 for 'Changes after 7 years' is also in the process of being made.

(A small plug), I have started a new Etsy store 'Cognitive Nexus' and I would love it if you guys could check it out. There are stuff on the store but I'm not fussed over if anyone buys anything or not.

U.A. High School Entrance

Why am I here?

You may be wondering the same thing. And no, it isn't to drop Izu off. I am joining Class 1-A.

Standing in front of the High school, I gaze upon the huge structure that stood before me. Wearing the standard uniform provided to me in a last-minute decision. But the fact that the unform fits me perfectly could only mean that the High school had expected me to join at any given time. I know that I came from a special recommendation, but unlike the other guys like Todoroki who took a circuit course or whatever, I did the exam that Izuku and the rest of the class did which was to defeat the ranked robots. A perfect 100/100 for both was what I got. Which honestly, I wasn't even bothered.

I'm not meant to become a hero. My goal was to start an agency that helps civilians and help rebuild the towns that get destroyed by the heroes.

The day before Izu's U.A. high exam, I started a stream up to my followers and decided then to see what it took to start up an agency. It was actually simple, and with the help of my viewers who had a mix of normal people, heroes and people who worked in agencies, I managed to set one up. The main issue was the funding, but because I had money saved, I was able to meet the requirements to set the agency up of how I wanted it.

Which I started to make the plans for a building to buy and convert.

But that's in the past and can be talked about later on.

With the gates still closed, I can't but help turn around and face the many news station's all getting held back by nothing, yet talking through whatever camera they could look at to explain the development of what is going on with the new development of All might being the new teacher at U.A. High.

I didn't look that long and decided to face the gates and walk in before I heard the shouts and cries behind me.

"Ah, a student. Can we do a quick interview with you about All might?"

"I'm not sure who this kid is but it would be best wi do an interview?"

All types of questions being thrown my way from the now swarm of news presenters, interviewers and all sorts in my face. Well not quite as they are blocked by my infinity. That didn't stop the swarm from asking questions, even a young presenter around my age asking me for my number and what my type of woman is. Mental stuff.

"All right guys, one at a time." I say, putting my hand up and stopping the swarm. Looking around, I survey the crow and pick a young guy looking eager.

"You, from CN media, ask your question." I gestor him, getting him to smile and clear his throat.

"R-right. then I want to ask, what inspires you to become a hero and want to attend U.A. High?" He asked, getting his recorder ready to catch what I say.

"Well." I say, putting my hand on my chin to think. "Nothing. My goal and inspiration doesn't come from the heroes that we see out in the streets, My goal is simply to start up an agency to help with the after effects of a hero and villain fight. Both the categories are a pain in the ass. Leaving many people without homes or some even getting hurt during the process. My aim is to help reconstruct collapsed buildings, roads and all sorts. The people's mental health is nothing to gloss over, so my goal is to also have a therapy agency to help with people dealing with trauma and to help keep them on the right path."

I finish off saying, getting many of the people surrounding me looking shocked at my reply. Probably because of how different my goals are. I mean. I'm going into a classroom that is there to teach future heroes. Why am I even in this school?

"Ah, right. that is a good goal and best of luck to you to achieve that." The reporter says.

"Thanks man. Now, how about you ma'am, what's your question?" I ask the next reporter just next to the guy.

"With All might now attending U.A. High as a teacher, how do you think this will impact your life as you start your new steps?" Asked the brunette reporter.

"Nothing honestly. Getting taught by All might isn't for me, but mostly for the children who admire and want to get taught by him. Personally, I think that having All might teach brings a huge positive towards the kids. Having someone who knows the importance of heroism and can make sure that these children don't get blinded by there own power." I answered the reporter.

She quickly jotted down my answers as well as keep a recording of them and stepped back to let someone else come in front.

'Damn, don't know why they are asking me just one question and dipping, I didn't even say to move one. Really wanted to talk to her and her fine ass.' I think looking upon sadly at the beautiful reporter retreating to the back.

"Sir Limitless, over here." Someone says, getting me to look for the voice and find the one who spoke to me.

Huh, Sir Limitless, I liked the sound that coming from that gorgeous mouth of hers.

"Hi." The woman says, looking out of breath and a smile on her face. A fucking beaut right there. "You said you don't want to become a hero. why is that and what is your take on villains becoming more restless with All might now becoming a teacher." She asks me.

"What's you name if I may ask?" I ask her first, getting her to blush. "K-Katrina." She answered.

"Well, me not wanting to be a hero, even though I have the power, is that I don't like the job and the environment. The role of a hero is to save lives, protect lives and perceive lives. But that role can be done by anyone. The police for example. Yet unfortunately, I've seen and read about heroes who are greedy and have a lack of awareness that gets glossed over because they are heroes. With you knowing my channel name, you should know the number of times I talk about it to the people watching me. which you can use for your source material if it doesn't get taken out of context.

Now with me, who I consider to be powerful, not taking up that role. I don't think the villains could care less. It should be a blessing that they don't get to face me if a fight was to break out. Also, depending on the reason, I hold no negative thoughts on them becoming a villain. Some of the villains are made because of society and wrongdoing." I answered, which got her to be happy and happily left to go back.

Looking to the side, I see some of the teachers making their way towards me and the gathered reporters. Some heroes follow along just for extra support. Which is kinda cute.

"Right guys, it looks like the teachers are on their way here, so I think it's best you guys ask one question and leave." I say to the gathered reports. They don't hold back and relentlessly ask me some questions, one question standing out at the end which peaked my ears.

"What are you looking forward to seeing from All might?" I hear, the voice to the face getting identified as the crowd slowly let the figure be known.

I think I answered a similar question before, which pissed me off a little. The reason why I hate getting reported on is the number of repetitive questions being ask. But lucky for me I always have answers to situations like these.

"Well." I start off, getting the whole crowd to quiet down. "With All might's physique, one must have the same question as I may be having all the time." I pause and look through the reporters, probably getting look of recognition on what my answer will be.

"How big of a dong do you think my guy is packing?" I answer. Many of the reporters dropping their pens in shock. I hold up my arms surrendering as I gaze upon the many shocked expressions.

"Now, now. Even I'm wondering the same things as you guys. He must have a chopper on him to match that body of his. Probably got a dick like a stallion if I'm guessing." I finish off.

The many stunned faces in front of me was a site to see. But unfortunately, the silence didn't last long as the laughter of the rabbit hero: Mirko.

Rumi Usagiyama

The Rabbit Hero: Mirko

Quirk: Rabbit

"Hahahaha. Oh wow. The nerve of this kid. Right guys, it's best you leave this place and start going to your homes or whatever. Lessons are going to start soon, and this kid needs to be in class." Mirko says as she and the rest of the pro heroes and teachers stop in front of us.

Not wanting to face them, the reporters quickly went towards there respected news reporting vehicles and quickly left the area.

With the gate now only having me and the adults left standing in front of it, Silence fell upon us as I look at the heroes in front of me.

"It's going to be great having you here Haku, you will learn a lot throughout your time here at U.A. High." Nezu says, a cup of tea in hand and a huge smile plastered on his face.

"Well, as you have probably guessed, I don't really care about all this heroism and whatnot. Whatever happens, happens." I reply to him. Nezu looks at me with his smile still on his face and not that bothered at my answer.

"Yes, we know you well as we have seen some of the videos you have online. But I still hope that this can help you get a more understanding of what a hero actually does so it can help better you're understanding when it comes to helping the civilians." He says, taking a sip from his tea. "It was also good of you of having asked Mirko to help you get into the high school through the special recommendation way. I could guess what would have happened if you applied with the rest and they witness the strength that you hold." Nezu finishes off, as my attention now is on the thicc thighed black skinned bunny rabbit.

"Well, I only have miss Bunny rabbit's number. As the fan at the time, who knew that someone as talented as her would actually give her fan her real phone number." I reply, chuckling at the amazing first encounter I had with her.

It has probably been about 3 years when I first met her, and me being a wee little boy at the time took advantage of my young age.

Meeting Mirko was a chaotic one as it happened during my live streams. Some random store robbery was going on and the guy had a quirk that was similar to using slimes. It may have been a slime quirk or a variant, but slime was involved. Mirko jumped out of nowhere in front of me and went and rushed into dropping kicking the person. The events of the whole case didn't matter. After the donny got locked away, Mirko came up to me and a bunch of random fans that popped out of who knows where, and she happily signs posters, figurine, notebooks etc. when she got to me, brother, I was mesmerised by the thiccness of them thighs.

Boys. Girls.

Seeing them in person had got me bricked up. But when Mirko got to me to sign something, she seemed to notice and sent me a mischievous smirk.

Anyway, she teased me about it, and I admitted what the reason was for me getting my dick hard. Right then and there, I told her straight in the face if she was down to kill me with her thighs. The people around me were shocked and soon scattered away. I couldn't give a shit. The face that Mirko made was of embarrassment and she became red because she didn't know what to do.

I asked for her number at that time, and I think she gave me her real number by mistake.

But yes, if Mirko wants to dominate someone in bed, I put a bid in to be the first to volunteer.

"S-shut up. Your lucky I was available to put in a word in for you." Mirko replied with red cheeks. Still not used to me talking to her in such an informal and degrading manner.

"Ho, ho. I would love to know how Mirko ended up giving a young boy her real number. A story must have been an entertaining one for her to still not have changed it." Some random hero said.

Miles Greener

The Storyteller Hero: Mr Final Chapter

Quirk: Storytelling

Decent bloke. Has a quirk where he sends beams of pink rays and when it hits someone, then they end up in a story plot that Miles already thinks of. I think its sick. Which are all mental attacks, like a genjustu. Miles even helped me start training with one of my moves, which is still in the works.

"It's a story that the world should know. How a brave young boy stood up to the rabbit thick- I mean goddess and managed to get her number. A best seller I would say." I laugh at the end with Nezu joining in. Seeing the clip of the events in my streams from what I'm seeing before that clip had to be taken down and saved into my vault.

"You little shit." Mirko screams out and pounces on me, taking my head in a headlock. Unfortunately, my quirk wasn't active so she took me by surprised. However I did manage to move away a bit, but she some how ended up behind me and trapping my head in a strong hug.

"That's enough. One day I will become immune to your weird flirting or teases. Your just lucky that the things you say hasn't been thought of from other men." Mirko grumbled in my ear.

The rest of the heroes alongside Nezu, Miles and Rumi, start talking to me about what to expect and what will be going on. With me missing the whole presentation that many got from a CD, Nezu informed me of what to expect. Some of the heroes had to eave as their agencies were contacting them for help, bidding me farewell before leaving.

Nezu had to leave as he couldn't be away from all the paperwork, he had to finish up which left me and Rumi outside the building.

"So." Rumi says, looking at me with a smirk. "This will be your return to education. Are you looking forward to it?" she asks me.

"Nah, Fuck no. I don't even know why Nezu put me in class 1-A. My goal isn't to be a hero. so doing that course wouldn't make sense." I say, sitting on the step Infront of the building.

Rumi hums, and suddenly perches herself up on top of my shoulders, wrapping her arms around my head.

"Well, I think there might be a reason. I mean, you already have started up your agency. OK, you a haven't looked for a building or even found people for you to employ. But I think you could gain great experience from going here," Rumi replied, ruffling my hair.

"Geez, who knew you could be so knowledgeable. I thought you're like all rabbits. Stupid." I retort, getting her to squeeze her legs harder around my neck.

"Tch, Brat. 3 years I know you and you know me. when have I ever come across as a dumb rabbit." She says, a bit of anger lases in her voice. I lift up my hands and started counting.

"Well, there was the park incident. The pool incident. The caravan park incident. The other park incident. The cave incident. Cave incident 2.0. the festival in-" I stop naming all the times Rumi did something dumb, before she covered my mouth with her hands.

"Eheheh, ok I get it. you don't need to name all the time- wait how many do you remember?" Rumi says to me in embarrassment laughing a bit from feeling uneasy with how much I could remember.

I ply her amazing arms away from my mouth and look right into her eyes. Making her squirm from my gaze.

"All 684 of them." I answer her in all seriousness. Beads of sweat can be seen coming from her forehead and her eyes dart around to see if anyone was around to witness this event.

"I-I see. You remember all of them." She says, getting me to nod.

She didn't say anything but decided to stay perched on top of my head. We hear the bell go off in the distance to notify us that an hour is up. Which also indicates that my class is starting.

"Looks like it's time for me to get to class." I state. Not even looking at Rumi.

Rumi just hums and doesn't say anything.

"Miss Bunny Rabbit." I call to her, wincing after feeling her tug onto my hear.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that, little winter snow." She retorts before jumping off me.

I get up, rubbing my neck from the aching of her fat ass sitting on me.

"Flippin heck your ass must have some weight for it to make my neck ache." I say to her.

"You bitch. Don't make me come at you and kick you in the dick." She retorts, looking angry a bit.

"Hey, if it's you, I don't mind getting a foot job from you. Always wanted to know what sensation I will feel from having your toes wrapped around my shaft and even with you bunny feet." Not wanting to stay to hear the end of my teasing, Mirko runs off, not before saying her goodbyes.

"You fucking weird boy you are."

"Heh, not gonna lie, I do want to get that ticked off." I say as I look at her retreating form.

I turn around and face the doors, and slowly make my way inside. With my hands in my pockets, I feel something which I know for a fact wasn't in my pocket before. Taking it out, I read what was on it and couldn't help but chuckle.

"That bunny rabbit."

Hey, I know you don't want to go to school, so something must have happened to your mum for her to make you agree to go.

Good luck with your classes and make sure that you behave yourself. You don't want 'mommy' Rumi to come to your class and twist your ear for being a naughty boy.

Call me if you ever want to, which I know you probably will.

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The great thing with turning up late, is the fact that no one is out on the corridors to block my way or to look at me.

To be honest, if I didn't have a huge quirk that could turn the tables of power in this world, then I wouldn't have minded doing mundane work, get into rental properties, and live a calm and quiet life. The female population isn't that half bad looking. Case in point being my other mother. Honestly, if I was born outside this household, I wouldn't have minded marrying Inko and being her husband. As her eldest child, I do whatever I can to fill that role of a husband that should be and be there for her whenever she needs me to be. she doesn't want to marry because she doesn't have it in her. with her strong guilt of herself for me having a mutated quirk and Izu not being born with one, to then her husband leaving. Her heart can't take it if someone was to come into her life and hurt her for having me and Izu.

I've gone on a tangent here, but Inko Midoriya is a woman I am happy to call mum.

Anyway, making my way to class 1-A wasn't that eventful, which I am grateful for. Now standing in front of the door, I breathe and slowly open the door.

AN: as you can see, not much development has gone on in this chapter, in my opinion. We meet Rumi early who plays some part in Haku's growth. I know that she is dominating and she is assertive in many ways, but I put her a bit submissive and 'shy' from what comments I name her. I know stories from 0 Jordinio 0 have UK slang and the Characters adapt well to it and use the same terms. But I see this as a vanilla story which if I wrote that a girls got Bunda, then they don't know what it means and don't know how to react.

But, anyway, let me know what you guys think. And hope you enjoyed the chapter.

(Also, I need help managing my account to post my stories there. If someone is down then just pm me.)