The atmosphere at the hero's office was thick with tension, and the reports were a total mess. Mostly incomplete or with crossed information showing how scattered the hero was. Three days had passed since his incident, but it seemed like an eternity. At this moment, All Might was not honoring his hero name; he felt frustrated, not paying attention to his surroundings, thus affecting his performance in the field.

David could see his friend lost in thought as he was reviewing the documents, noticing all the mistakes his partner had made. He seemed to be a completely different person since the day of his brief disappearance.

—Are you still thinking about "the past"? —The brown-haired man asked, noticing how he was not able to capture the hero's attention.

—All Might!

—Ah! I'm sorry Dave... I can't concentrate... Lately I keep failing in everything... —Said ashamed at himself.

—Listen my friend, I appreciate you very much and support you in everything I can, but... Doesn't it sound really absurd to you?

—What do you mean?

—Disappearing for 2 weeks. At least, that's what you think. But in fact, it was only a few minutes at the same place, with the only difference being your change of attire and, of course, a stranger with the story about our past being a lie from the nations.

—I didn't want to be the one to say it, but it sounds like a very far-fetched story and, to be frank, in a terrible way. She took advantage of the disinformation of a historical element to build an absurd and fanciful past instead of seeing how to incorporate something more credible among what actually happened... It would have been better to say that it was another dimension or universe. —He expressed a bit of annoying disappointment.

—WHAT YOU'RE TRYING TO SAY IS...

—The most obvious thing. That you were victim of some kind of memory manipulation quirk. Think about it... There are no recordings of that person entering or leaving your apartment… Insists on hiding her identity and altering her look... The museum's director is not even aware of what happened, and the staff denies seeing this incident. Everything suggests that she attempted to avoid people since there aren't any witnesses because everything happened in your head.

All Might was stunned at his friend's point of view; it had never crossed his mind that it was all an illusion. What about his Haki and the kairoseki that affected him? ... Those would be helpful. Why make up something so far-fetched? He didn't want to cast any doubt on what had occurred.

The blond remembered that under his suit there was a slight tanning caused by the sun during his voyage, but the burns caused by Hebigame were already gone, thanks to his healing water technique. Was it something that only he could see with his own eyes?

Perhaps David, not having been in Yue's presence, was able to see the truth. Yagi tried to roll up the sleeves of his suit to appreciate the color difference in his skin, but the suit was so tight that it was not possible without damaging it.

Dave jolted the hero out of his trance, who was still fighting with his sleeves.

—Has security showed you the Natural History Museum video yet?

—ABOUT THAT... THE FOOTAGE FROM THE SURVEILLANCE CAMERAS FROM THAT DAY IS DAMAGED...

—Didn't you see the guard the day you went there for the footage?

—HE IS NO LONGER AT THE MUSEUM; IT SEEMS THAT HE QUIT.

—It's most likely that they're colleagues... That's why he let both of you go so easily.

—HOW WOULD THEY BENEFIT FROM IT, THOUGH?

—Think about whether in your memories, you mentioned important information to whoever.

—I CAN'T REMEMBER... —Now that he thought about it more clearly, 3 people knew about the existence of the 7 OFA predecessors, but he shouldn't share that information.

—With access to your mind, you can easly be manipulated. Ever since you told me what happened,I decided to look into a specialist who works with situations like these. —David indicated searching among his contacts for a phone number.

—I HAVE NO IDEA HOW I BELIEVED IT. DESPITE BEING A FANTASY, EVERYTHING SEEMED AND FELT SO REAL. —He spoke dejectedly while caressing the burns left behind by the fabled snake pirate on his abdomen.

—I don't blame you… You are a noble man, and a confused mind does not reason ... You were blinded by the damsel in distress tactic. It was but the sum of it, all creating THE NEED for a hero to respond. Feeling obligated to assiste a helpless woman... So low.

—But well, I imagine it's not the first, nor will it be the last time you fall victim to emotional manipulation caused by a lady. —His friend joked, finally sending the number he was looking for.

—I sent you Dr. Baljeet's contact, he is a specialist focused on removing memories just for this kind of case. It's not the first time these villains interfere with heroes' or politicians' minds. The problem is that this kind of delinquent usually leaves some trigger to manipulate as time goes by. It is better to erase that trace as soon as possible.

—WILL IT COMPLETELY... REMOVE ALL THAT MEMORY?

I am aware that it is impossible to entirely erase memories, whether they are your own or the ones implanted. Traces will remain that can appeared in dreams, since its when the mind is at its most relaxed.

—AND, IF THE DOCTOR MANAGES TO ERASE THEM... THEY WILL NO LONGER HAVE A WAY TO CONTROL ME?

—That's right.

—I already told him about your problem, you just need to make an appointment.

All Might looked at the contact's number in disappointment.

—What's going on pal? —He asked, surprised at his reaction.

—WHAT IF IT WASN'T A QUIRK? —He still doubted both versions.

—All Might... It can't possibly be real. Islands with their own seasons, that uncontrollable sea, creatures over 50 meters long, it's crazy!... There is no need to dig into history. It's just that the world she created doesn't make any sense... I admit that it both irritates and calms me to think that such a problematic quirk is held by such an irrational bearer.

Even though he was a little disheartened, the hero agreed with his help. Whether it was true or not, he couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the thought of recalling the secret that had been kept from everyone.


Dr. Baljeet office was tiny and welcoming, with neutral colors and fresh scents. The hero, who rested puzzled and a little apprehensive on a divan, was unable to experience the anticipated impact of relaxation despite the perfect harmony that was played by the colors, sounds, fragrances, and lighting for the tense patients.

Sitting in front of him patiently listened a dark man with a padlock beard, large receding hairline and golden glasses that made his eyes look tiny. Wearing an attire as neutral as his office.

—So... Mr. All Might. I understand you were implanted with a memory that you seem to refuse to understand is fake. We must first verify that it is not real one before removing it, could you tell me your experience by describing what you consider most relevant events?

The session's time went by quickly. The professional observed the hero's body language and voice tone while he continued his story. The kind Doctor was meticulous in his attention to detail, without skipping a beat.

—I sense some a bit of hesitation in your voice when you mention this girl you met.

—A character and an element in your story stand out immediately... The girl and the jewel are always mentioned together

—Your memory starts out by emphasizing how you perceive justice whilst upholding your ethical values, but circumstances force you to make the decision to side with villains and eventually forge a bond with them that lessens their contempt. The jewel and girl does not enter the picture until the pirates earns your trust. Normally, to connect reality and illusion when this kind of quirk weakens, the owner must personally materialize. The lullaby appears to have served as her hallucination's mode of appearance.

—She pretended to be someone who offers unselfish assistance and ordinarily lives in danger in order to make you feel compelled to save her. That way, you can't possibly doubt what she says. If you do that, the jewel will continue to serve as a memento of her presence and the upcoming commitment, and we cannot confirm or deny that she was with you if there is no evidence of her being there.

—THEN... DAVE WAS RIGHT? DID NO ONE ELSE SAW WHAT I SAW?

—That's right... You shouldn't feel bad about it; mental use quirks are typically the most harmful because they make it difficult to tell fiction from reality You are lucky that the implanted memory was extremely unreal.

—SO... I WON'T REMEMBER THAT EXPERIENCE ANYMORE... —He commented a bit discouraged.

—Exactly... When a trauma or trigger occurs, true memories would fully resurface in that situation. But it is impossible with phony ones like yours. Only small fragments will manifest in dreams that are usually forgotten upon awakening.

—A QUESTION DR. BALJEET... IS THIS GEM CREATED BY HER QUIRK? —He asked doubtfully, showing him the blue gem that he had had placed on a keychain.

The brunet analyzed the beautiful gem leaving him speechless.

—My eyes do not deceive me? This... This is a benitoite, which should be in a museum because they are incredibly rare and pricey. —The man with black hair found it impossible to accept that someone would discard such a priceless item in this manner.

—COULD IT WORK AS A TRIGGER?

—Yes. I recommend you to throw it away because if you don't, you might occasionally recall what we will remove. It's not terrible, but we want to get rid of those memories. —Baljeet placed his hands on either side of the hero's head, wiggling his fingers to produce a faint spark and a soft lavender glow that softly encircled them.

—Let's proceed. I need you to close your eyes and take a deep breath, this won't take long. Your mind will mostly erase it. You will not feel the responsibility for saving that woman, the guilt of participating with pirates, the regret of attacking allies, nor what was talked about during this session... We start the countdown 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...


—ALL MIGHT! —Shouted his pupil when he noticed the movement in his eyelids.

—ALL MIGHT IS WAKING UP! —The class was called to attention by the invisible girl.

—ALL MIGHT! WE ALREADY CONTACTED PARAMEDICS; THEY WILL BE ON THEIR WAY. —Present Mic said, lifting up his partner.

—What? What happened? —All Might pressed his forehead.

It feels like I hit my head.

—Technically you did. —Sato said.

—You collapsed when Emily was explaining about the Pony Griffin. —Mineta answered his question.

—Uncle Might will be all right? —Asked Eri shyly tugging on Eraserhead pants who lowered down to her level and placed his hand on her hair while nodding.

The frail blond sat down to catch his breath. His mind was a complete mess, and he was trying to arrange his thoughts and memories, which was giving him more headaches.

—HOW ARE YOU FEELING ALL MIGHT SENPAI? —Asked Present Mic fanning him with a pamphlet.

—Merely an awful headache... It appears that a few memories have unexpectedly returned...

—What do you mean by that? —Asked Shota.

—Wait...

—Did you see it too? —He looked around to see who had the compass.

—What?

—The roof when you fainted? —Kaminari joked.

—No... —He replied in astonishment when he saw the young guide with the Eternal Pose on her hand.

—Do you know what is that thing you are holding?

—The compass that leads to the red stone. —Hagakure replied, pointing to the red poneglyph.

Might was puzzled. How come the memories came back? Could it once more be the Quirk's doing? He searched the area in vain seeking out the recognizable face from his memory.

Momo approached with a bottle of water being accompanied by Jiro who carried a box of pills in her hands.

—All Might sensei.

—Here; Have a migraine pill, I always carry them since... Since I met Mineta. —She said with a bit of disgust.

—WHAT?! —The little student was offended.

Yagi gratefully appreciate the gesture as he took the medicine hoping that it would quickly ease his pain.

However, he couldn't help but be wary about the jovial tour guide who seemed to know classified information

—Miss Emily, How did you come to know the steles' names and where the Eternal Pose final location was? —He posed an accusing question.

If this is just another illusion, she could change her body whenever she wanted.

—Hmm... I think about a month ago, a woman came to visit this exhibit complaining that she had misread the date. —Said the girl with a puzzled look.

—Which date? —The freckled boy asked, not leaving his idol's side.

—The one on the blue Poneglyph. She arrived holding a similar compass, looking for the red stele. Then remained there examining it until we closed, then she left after complaining about using the incorrect date format.

—EMILY SAN, WHAT DID SHE SAY? HOW DOES SHE LOOK LIKE?

The tour guide began to explain with excessive hand movements and gestures showing her discomfort.

She appeared to have just left a funeral because she was all in black, including her face cover. She was the one who shared the steles' names and inquired about my knowledge of any other information, such as the origin of the red stele. But we don't know anyhting about that. I then inquired about the compass, but she simply left... Very rude woman. —She groaned angrily.

—Wrong date format... Then, when did she visit? —Asked Uraraka curiously.

—I don't know... Bobby! Can you search the cameras footage?

—I told you to call me Robert! I'll tell Javi right away… Only if he's already out of the bathroom... This may take a while.

Unlike the teachers who thought everything that happened was odd, all of the students were interested and wanted to take part in the discovery.

—If everyone is able to see it... Then it wasn't an implanted memory, so... How can I be certain that this isn't also? —He continued to massage his temple as he showed apprehension while keeping his eyes fixed on the object.

—What do you mean by implanted memory? —Aizawa interrupted, approaching both teachers.

I seem to have had a memory implanted in me a few years ago, but I didn't remember it until just now, when I thoroughly relived it. It hardly appeared in dreams before, althought voices lately... but never in such fine detail as now. —Still stunned by everything that was going through his thoughts, he continued to speak in a low voice volume.

—It's possible that the woman Emily mentions is the culprit... I'm not sure if we are in a group illusion.

—What was that memory about? Ribbit —Froppy asked out of curiosity.

All Might stood up a little wobbly due to his headache, appreciating the impressive millennial block.

—A journey into the past, perhaps thousands of years into the past.

—With the dinosaurs?! —Kaminari screamed on amazement.

—THAT WAS MILLIONS OF YEARS AGO YOU IDIOT! —The explosive hero gesticulated with his characteristic rabid expressions.

In any case, it's an unbelievable past and a totally different universe! It would have been preferable to create a different reality or dimension.

—She must have been a complete moron to claim that you traveled across time as she made up memories in her own make-believe universe. —The electric boy mocked.

—At least she knows the difference between, life thousands of years ago and life millions of years ago. —Jiro chuckled.

—HEY!

—So, she's a villain? —Questioned his pupil.

—I don't know... I'd like to ask her few questions.

—What for?

—What was her aim?

—Perhaps she had a specific plan, but repressing her quirk prevented it from being realized. —Aizawa argued

—Repressing? —Asked some of the young people.

—The agencies have contact with specialists who handle such cases, when one is suspected, we immediately send them to someone who can suppress their memories. Isn't that right All Might?

—That's right...

—The most problematic quirks among them all, are those that affect the mind. —Explained the tired-looking hero.

Midoriya reflected on his teacher's comments while recalling his battle with Shinso, causing a boiling sensation in his body since he had already experienced being under that kind of quirk.

*/TSSS/*

—Robert, do you copy?

—Loud and Clear. What did you find?

—There's no footage...

—What do you mean, no footage?

—I can't find the person Emily described on the tapes... Unless she visited on April 5th...

Robert was silent for a few seconds...

—The day the cameras stopped working.

—That's correct! I hadn't realized it was the same day; I wanted to view the tape in case I ran into her again, but the cameras were broken. —Emily stated.

—There is no video... WHEN I WANTED TO LOOK FOR EVIDENCE OF HER VISIT TO THE MUSEUM, THERE WAS NO FOOTAGE EITHER.

The green-haired girl couldn't stop twirling with joy, celebrating her role in what appeared to be a criminal case in progress.

—April five... That's the fifth day of the fourth month... It means that the date reversed would be the fourth day of the fifth month. —Concluded the bespectacled boy.

—That would be fourth of... January... February... MAY! —Continued cheerful Ochako.

—HOLD ON... IT'S TODAY!

—If the date is flipped... It should be today. Momo said with a thoughtful gaze.

All Might began to tremble... He'd just recovered the memories he'd decided to remove, and history was going to repeat itself, if it hadn't already.

He intertwined his fingers adding pressure to them, resting his thumbs on his brow, and tensing his face muscles.

—ALL MIGHT! —Aizawa interrupted.

—If she appears and her Quirk affect someone, I simply have to erase it.

—THANK YOU AIZAWA-KUN. —He replied relieved.

—Now… Could you explain to us. What was exactly what they removed from your memory? —Asked his blond partner.

—Now… Could you please explain? —Asked his blond partner.

—What exactly did they remove from your memory?

—That could help us to identify in case we fall into her quirk.

The gloomy student stood in the distance, keen to continue with a specific display by sneaking into another room.

—Where are you going Tokoyami? Ribbit. —Fumikage was surprised by his adorable classmate.

—This is going to take some time... I'd like to see the weaponry display in the next room... One recently arrived that caught my interest.

—Wait for me, that sounds so manly. —The cheerful red-haired boy joined in excitedly.

—I'm coming too guys! —Announced the pink girl jumping towards them, being followed by Shoji and Sato.

The five students made their way to an astounding triple-height area, where a sloping hallway extended all the way up to the top floor to admire all of man's weapons for defense and offense.

The most recent acquisition was in the center of the hall, a massive Naginata supported by a steel structure that carried its weight from the floor all the way to the exhibit's third floor. The colossal weapon was around 8 meters tall, its handle striped in black and red, and ended with a giant curving blade linked to the pole by a metal ferrule adorned with an imposing sea monster.

The boys' face brightened up at the sight of the show, but the big Naginata in the middle drew their attention the most. It was claiming its presence on all of them, no matter what floor they were on, it was showing off its imposing figure on all of them till it pinked with the ceiling.

Tokoyami ignored everything around him and moved right towards the amazing blade, as if drawn by an invisible force.

—It is magnificent. —Tokoyami stated, he knew no words could explain how he felt at the time.

—That spear must have belonged to a giant! —Kirishima passionately stated.

—Naginata. —Tokoyami and a long-dressed girl corrected Kirishima.

Tokoyami cast a sidelong glance at the woman, who didn't move her gaze away from the weapon.

—It's too small for a giant to handle... —She said it in a deadpan tone, drawing the attention of the small group of students to her.

Tokoyami chose to ignore her comment and continued to admire the naginata by reading the description in front of it. A basic summary on the origin of the weapons with only a small point explaining its origin.

_It is thought to be a representational monument forged by the greatest skilled blacksmiths to honor the warriors of the day._

—What's the matter, Tokoyami? —one of Shoji's tentacles inquired, as noticed his classmate's displeasure at the description.

—You appear dissatisfied. —The thick-lipped stated

—What caused that reaction?

—I've always fantasized about seeing it in person, and I'd like to know more about its history, however... The information is the same as it appears on the internet... Even sounded disappointed.

—Murakumogiri, the cloud cutter, is one of the twelve greatest Saijo o wazamono swords of supreme grade, the most powerful weapons ever created, crafted to be manipulated by someone of the same monster young woman, who remained immobile, explained, leaving the dark student bewildered by the depiction. Fumikage turned to look at her as he was ready to speak.

—How humiliating to be shown among all of these mediocre weaponry. —She moaned in frustration and then withdrew. Her eyes remained lifeless, devoid of any radiance.

—Hey, Tokoyami... Looks like we've found another sword fanatic... What are those top grade swords she mentioned? —Asked the redhead teen.

—I'm not familiar with them...

—Could it be… The mind-controlling girl that All Might is looking for? —Commented Mina.

—No... This Naginata is world famous, and it arrived at the exhibition two weeks ago, so it can't be an illusion.

—What about the information?

—It can be made up with her exaggerated imagination.

—I wish it wasn't. —Tokoyami said, smiling.

—I want to believe in those twelve supreme grade swords.

The students continued their conversation as they went on with the exhibition.

—How tall will a giant be? —Kirishima asked

—I don't know... we can ask her. —Mina said teasingly.

—I don't have a good feeling about it. —Confessed the big tentacked hero.

—I think it was sarcasm Shoji? —Said Sato

—Was it?

—I'm curious to hear what kind of answer she'll give us... Even if it is a lie. —She smiled and jumped up and down with extended arms.

—Still… Seriously speaking, imagine the size of those guys for her to see the spear small for a giant.

—Incredible —Expressed the students in unison, with the exception of Tokoyami, who did not take his gaze away from the naginata.

—You're more impressive in person… Who was the monster who manipulated you? Murakumogiri...


The students were astounded by their idol's story; they couldn't comprehend how someone with reason could create such a spectacular version of the past and pass it off as reality; some even criticized the hero for believing such an unbelievable adventure.

—How powerful must that quirk be to convince All Might that what she said was true? —Sero inquired, making the blond swallow his saliva in humiliation.

—But there's something not quite right... The false memories were never supposed to return... They've been appearing even when I'm awake for days...

—Thank goodness he was lucky that the woman was an idiot. —Kaminari reacted with his hands resting on his neck.

—What do you think Shota?

—Those should have been eliminated if All Might was treated by someone dedicated to such instances... Unless the therapy was a part of the trick? Principal Nezu must have access to the All Might files in order to clear up any doubts. —He took out his phone to make a phone call.

—IF IT REALLY HAPPENED, IT MUST BE IN ALL MIGHT'S MEDICAL RECORDS. —Added the outrageous hero.

In the adjacent room, a calm and soothing lullaby began to be chanted, becoming increasingly louder.

—That's her. —The blond said in a low voice with erratic breathing, the tune recalled the moment when the crowd sung it to the agonizing young woman.

—Everyone, put your hands over your ears! —Aizawa gave the command, activating his quirk while directing his gaze to the room's entrance.

Everyone in the room kept their hands over their ears as the shadow entered the space and began to expose the unknown figure.

A young woman in a white dress with numerous layers of cloth, braids so long that they went around four times showing years without being clipped, hummed a beautiful melody with complete confidence.

The haughty girl with her head held high was heading straight to the steles in a royal attitude, her eyes closed and avoiding any type of eye contact with those present.

The tension was palpable, and no one said anything, leaving the melody to echo throughout the room. The young woman kept going until she reached in front of the large red stele... She remained motionless in front of it, with her eyes closed.

All Might was agitated; he didn't feel prepared to see her; his memories had only recently returned, and he was still unsure of their veracity.

_ When a trauma or trigger occurs, true memories would fully resurface in that situation. But it is impossible with phony ones like yours. Only small fragments will manifest in dreams that are usually forgotten upon awakening.... _In perplexity, he remembered the doctor's words. Was it possible for the same memories to be implanted once more?

—You were mourning before, and now it appears you're getting married? MAKE UP YOUR MIND, MADAM! —The young guide chastised, breaking the silence but not the tension.

Out of the corner of her eye, the white-haired woman observed the compass in the hands of the troublemaker. She approached her coldly, placing her hand on the relic.

—Now if you care to explain, why did this leads to the red stele? —The guide became intrigued by the series of events that were happening while demanding further answers.

The mysterious lady opened her eyes slightly to see the Eternal Pose in the green-haired girl's hands, gently holding it by the top, laying her palm on the wooden lid and her fingers on the sphere.

She broke the compass without hesitation, dumping the crystals into the palm of the guide, who couldn't believe what had just happened. The enigmatic young woman grasped the needle with her fingers and swallowed it, leaving everyone there astonished, including the tour guide.

The silence was broken by a faint nasal giggle from the girl, who turned around giving her full attention to the freckled youngster who was paralyzed to the right of his idol.

Her long white lashes eventually revealed her turquoise irises, which were enhanced by noticeable dark bags under her eyes.

—Fascinating. —She gave the green-haired hero a look of interest.

Midoriya shuddered to hear that. Of all people, her first word had been directed at him.

—Yagi-san, your "voices" have gone silent... But they rumble in this young man like never before.

A chill ran through the bodies of Toshinori, Midoriya and Bakugo detonating the explosive hero.

—WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT? —Bakugo exclaimed nervously as he witnessed how she indirectly revealed the secret of both heroes.

—WAS THAT THE INFORMATION SHE SOUGHT? —He was perplexed, astonished, and terrified by the girl's unexpected comment.

Eraserhead noted his fellow hero's reaction and struck an attack position while prepping his scarf, but the girl didn't seem to flinch. She closed her eyes again and hummed the tranquil melody as she was captured by the hero's scarf.

—I don't know what you're planning, but your quirk will not activate... Desist!

—Excuse me Mr. Eraserhead, would you be so kind to release me? I'm trying to relax at what appears to be a reunion with an old see, rapid swings in my emotions, can take my life away. —Because the bandages were placing strain on her lungs, she talked slowly.

—The song to reassure the masses... —Ojiro said

—REASSURING? THAT SHIT WAS CREEPY! —Corrected Katsuki, gaining the approval of the majority.

—My sincerest apologies.

—YEAOHW! BUT THE MELODY WAS NICE. —Present Mic pointed with his fingers.

—That song... It was charming. —Admitted Momo.

-Mhm... —The confused little girl agreed while blushing a little bit.

—Thank you. —She smirked.

—DON'T PRAISE HER! —Aizawa shouted in exasperation.

The uproar drew the attention of the remaining students, confirming that the weapons maniac was the person their teachers were looking for.

All Might put his doubts aside and took the courage to address the young woman.

—Miss Yue... What are you doing here?

—Are we going back to the formalities? It hurts my feelings All Might. —She sighed, unable to take a breath because of the bound.

—Aizawa-kun... Could you loosen them a bit?

The girl inhaled deeply in order to continue the interrogation.

—What exactly am I doing here? I'm not sure, you tell me... Maybe we were meant to meet again? Or may it be related to the Naginata in the other room? I only knew that I have to come here today...

—What do you want? —Aizawa asked alertly, applying pressure again by pulling on the scarf.

—Oh...hoho —She turned mockingly, her cheeks slightly pink from lack of oxygen. The hero understood he had overdone it, loosing the scarf allowing her to breath.

—A ship without engines and a crew of skilled sailors with suicidal tendencies for a journey with no return… If it's not too much trouble, Mr. Eraserhead. —She answered, causing the hero to pop several veins of annoyance causing him to suffocate her once more.

—Stop fooling around! Can't you see the situation you are at? You're surrounded by professional heroes and trainees! We're aware that you used your Quirk on All Might! —Iida responded accusatorily.

—Quirk? —The girl asked confused seeing how the attitude of those present changed.

The white-haired girl gasped in annoyance, returning to her bored expression.

—It wasn't a joke... I really… need it... A caravel… would be nice... Air...

—Aizawa-kun. Could you release her? She's not going anywhere. —Requested the hero to his partner who judged him and then acceded to his request,

—I think we're all tense, why don't we take a break? —She suggested going back to her perfect stand.

—YOU MADE IT TENSE! —They exclaimed together, forcing a droplet of sweat to slip down her long hair in astonishment.

—Oh... I'm sorry.

—DON'T APOLOGIZE!

—All this is very suspicious, let's take her to the authorities. —Suggested the bespectacled boy.

—Let me cuff her! —Mineta was relentlessly participative.

The girl ignored those present, devoting her attention only to her old friend.

—Toshinori-san... What is the purpose of your brief visit today?

The former hero was nervous… He couldn't explain why he'd gone to see the Poneglyphs. Was it the impotence that comes from not having power? Or was it the desire to follow the hints in his memories? He had discovered the answers he was looking for in the remnants of his lost memories, but why was he pursuing for them?... He suspected the reason, but he was too afraid to admit it in front of everyone.

His head had gotten foggy once more. Is it true or false?... Could he believe his own thoughts?... How could the others perceive the Eternal Pose if Aizawa had kept his power enabled since her appearance? ...Yue had been aware of OFA's secret for six years but had done nothing with it... Was she truly a threat? In that state, what could she possibly obtain from him?

All for one already knew about his successor; disclosing such information would be futile. How come she also knew about his succesor?

_"Her specialty is Observation Haki"_ He briefly recalled the captain's words, if it was all true, that would explain why she knew about young Midoriya.

He was still perplexed, but he was willing to take a chance... He didn't have anything else to lose. After months of fading, the blond's eyes glowed once again.

—YUE... SAN... WHAT I EXPERIENCED SIX YEARS AGO... WAS NOT MY IMAGINATION... AM I RIGHT? He inquired uneasily, catching the young lady off guard.

—ALL MIGHT! DON'T FALL INTO HER TRAP! —Iida tried to get his attention.

—Why should it matter? —She asked curiously.

—It matters to me. —Tokoyami answered interested, wishing her version of the Naginata was real.

—NO ONE ASKED YOU; YOU DAMN CROW.

—Kachaan! There's no need for you to be so rude.

—DON'T MEDDLE IN OTHER PEOPLE'S BUSINESS! LET THE POLICE HANDLE IT AND LET'S GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!

Present Mic approached his tired friend who couldn't stand his dry eyes anymore due to his Quirk.

—Eraserhead... I managed to contact Nezu, and asked about All Might's files, he confirmed that he had particular memories deleted with Dr. Baljeed...He also told you to call him whenever you have time. —Aizawa was thoughtful after hearing the blond's words.

—HAKI —Toshinori replied, ignoring the many discussions around him.

—Do you want to learn how to use Haki? —His answer took her by surprise.

—Did your little pal Trafalgar not know how to use it, or did he refuse to teach you?She questioned the hero, who remained silent.

—Don't tell me it occurred to ask for training from a captain? —She mocked at his look, giving out a quiet laugh as she tried to stabilize herself by pressing her chest.

—I WANT TO LEARN HOW TO USE THE HAKI... THAT BROUGHT ME HERE.

The woman remained with a lost look, without saying a word, her eyes trembled, her tongue unable to make words and her body began to lose strength.

—Roger. —She said proudly, wearing a determined smile, before collapsing like a potato sack, damaging the beautiful granite floor.

—WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?

—What happened?

—Why did the floor break?

—IT'S NORMAL… IT'S A STRANGE CONDITION SHE HAS. SHE MUST NOT BE ALTERED. I DON'T KNOW WHAT WENT THROUGH HER MIND TO BREAK HER TEMPER LIKE THIS.

—YOUNG MIDORIYA, YOUNG SATO, CAN YOU CARRY HER?

Her weight was unbelievable, between the two of them they had difficulty sitting her down. Present Mic took her pressure... It was just like thousands of ants were walking around within her body.

—What did she meant by "Roger"? —Jiro questioned.

—Who is Roger? —Several asked, turning to the hero.

—It is the military code for "Received"... All Might... We can't trust her. —Said Aizawa.

—Be cautious; we have no idea what she's up to. —Todoroki said as he observed his classmates assisting her.

—What do we do with her? —Asked the pair that took her off the floor.

—SHE WON'T HURT US... SHE CAN BARELY MOVE.

—What are you saying All Might? Didn't that girl put any ideas in your head?

—A Doctor used his quirk to suppress my memories including my session, but he mentioned that in case they were real, they would come back completely. And so, it happened.

—YOU ARE NOT LISTENING TO US! CONSIDER THE STUDENTS! YOU'RE EXPOSING THEM UNTIL YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON! —Eraserhead claimed

—I'm sorry, All Might san... Aizawa sensei is right... This could expose us to danger. —Supported Yaomomo

—If my memories are true, I must help her. —He said while pressing the pocket where he had the keychain with the jewel.

—HE STILL WON'T LISTEN!

—All Might, you're in no condition to take this kind of risk... Not on your own. —Todoroki tried to talk some sense into him.

—Isn't it too much of a coincidence that your memories came back when she's present? —Stated Momo.

—LET ME JUST GET SOME ANSWERS, AND THEN I WILL MAKE A DECISION.

—We can't leave him alone with that task.

—If you continue to be stubborn like this, we'd better take her to the police station while we decide what to do with her. —Suggested Present Mic.

Aizawa decided to take the opportunity with the students trying to convince the blond to make the call with Nezu to inform about the situation being surprised by the principal's response, leaving the tired hero plainly displeased.

—What's wrong Shota?... You look upset. —Said Present Mic making his friend exhale in irritation.

—I spoke with Principal Nezu... He investigated the case together with New York authorities and Police Chief Tsuragamae... He asked us to bring her in because he wants to conduct an interrogation.

The two young heroes who possessed the greatest strength carried the woman to the school bus being accompanied by the worried blond, while Aizawa explained what was happening to his students taking his time before arriving with the rest.

—Do you think Emily is her henchman? Like the other guard?

—The one who disappeared?

—Weird... Isn't it?

—And the missing footage.

—Listen up... All Might won't take no for an answer, and he will not listen to reason in his condition. —Aizawa's words were interrupted by Iida.

—What situation sensei?

—He has been retired for months while a great conflict is about to develop in which he cannot participate... He is desperate to feel useful... for the moment focusing on "saving her" may help to distract him a bit.

—Poor sensei... I didn't think he was going through that, Kero.

—But he must rest! There's nothing he can do.

—As you may have noticed, he is quite stubborn.

—That woman is up to no good... We'll have to keep an eye on her... If we can't get him away from her, we'll have to look after him... —Aizawa elaborated.

—What a nuisance to be an adult's babysitter. -Bakugo complained.

The return trip was awkward, with most of the journey scraping the bus's defense with the streets, generating sparks on their way, same that stopped until the moment that woke up the mysterious girl who insisted on leaving the bus, despite everyone's agreed, the teachers would not allow it until they had completed Nezu's task.


Upon arriving at the facilities, the students assumed their position as guards of the symbol of peace, keeping the young girl from exiting the vehicle and avoiding cross words with All Might while the pair of teachers spoke with Nezu.

Discussing what happened in the main office of UA, both teachers were attentive to the words of the small rodent being accompanied by the outstanding indigo-haired student.

—From what I understand, everyone witnessed what happened in the museum with the relic on the stele. —He commented, taking a sip from his coffee cup.

—That's right, but we don't know if it was part of a group illusion? We got to hear the melody that makes her quirk work.

—Hmm... I requested the footage in case it disappeared like the previous ones, it has already been sent to my phone. I can corroborate that it is true. —He showed the video to both heroes.

—Also, I have the document file that explains All Might's condition... To clear our mind, we will have a meeting the six of us, here young Shinso will help us with the interrogation... as for you Aizawa, I need you to activate your quirk before she enters with us as a precaution.

—You seem to believe the girl's version...Nezu san...

Nezu let out a laugh showing his curious and cheerful attitude.

—Let's say I find it interesting... true or not, the footage is real, whatever her words and actions hide, it will be our duty to find out. She could turn out to be a troublemaker... Call them here. —He asked and then turned his chair at the window's direction.

The tired hero and his blond friend waited outside the office. Aizawa appeared fed up with all the speculations that Present Mic was making, a one-sided chatter that went on and on. The arrival of the summoned finally gave a respite to the hero whose patience was about to run out.

As soon as he saw the young woman, he used his peculiarity to ensure that her power had no effect on the two people who were waiting for them in the office. Allowing them to enter the lit room.

The rodent sat quietly in the center of the room in front of a desk, next to him a young student dressed in the same outfit as the students at the museum.

—Take a seat, if you would be so kind…

—I'll introduce myself...Am I a bear, a mouse, a dog?... I am Principal Nezu —He said playfully.

The girl watched him, unsure whether he was waiting for an answer to his initial inquiry or whether it was just an unusual manner of presenting himself. She arrived to a decision while evaluating his characteristics.

—Garchu —She replied with an elegant grin and a slight blush.

—Garchu? —Asked everyone in the room.

—Garchu? —Shinso mimicked the heroes while coldly sweating.

Nezu kept silent, erasing his smile, staring at the girl.

—Sorry, my bad… I got confused —She said apologetically.

—Let's start again, he calls me Yue. —Said pointing her palm at the blond.

—It's a pleasure to meet you, Principal Nezu.

The principal continued with a blank stare, taking a while to regain his composure before answering.

—Shinso... Could you take it from here? —The principal asked the young student who silently agreed.

—Let's start with something simple, shall we? —Asked the student.

—All right. —The white-haired girl answered instantly being at the mercy of the boy's quirk.

—You will answer with the truth all the questions I ask you.

—Yes.

—What is your name?

—I don't know it.

—What is your Quirk?

—I don't have any Quirk.

—DO YOU HAVE A DEVIL FRUIT? —All Might added thoughtfully, confusing those on the room.

—Do you possess any devil fruit? —He repeated the hero's question in confusion.

—I do not possess any devil fruit ability.

—What do you want from All Might? —asked the tired professor.

—What do you want from All Might?

—I don't know yet.

—Young Shinso. Can you ask her what she's looking for?

—What are you looking for?

—A way to go back.

—WHERE IS THE UNDERWORLD? —He asked standing up upset wishing for the answer she never agreed to answer.

—Enough Shinso, you may go... Thank you very much for your help. —Nezu stopped him.

—Don't fall into her manipulations All Might. —Aizawa added as Shinso deactivated his peculiarity.

—That will be all for today, Miss Yue. You will have to remain in the school premises until your next call... You will count on the care of the heroes,

—That's all for today, Miss Yue. You must remain on school grounds until your next call... You can rely on the heroes' protection; just dont stay away from the buildings or we'll deem you in violation of the rules and force you to face the consequences. —Toshinori walked the young woman out of the office after she expressed her discontent with a gesture after hearing the conditions.

—Nezu, what are you up to? —The tired-looking hero asked, disabling his quirk.

—I need you to take her home for her belongings and make a report of what you are going to see. —The rodent placed both paws on his coffee cup to avoid the trembling in his paws.

—PRINCIPAL, WE STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT SHE'S UP TO AND YOU WANT HER TO LIVE AMONG US! —Complained both heroes.

—Did her quirk also affect you?

—We took precautions to avoid "her quirk" unless we were victims of the "ability" via the video... These kinds of abilities, however, lose their potency when they are converted into electronic impulses.

—Are you implying that the answers to Shinso are truthful? All Might's version is true?

—PRINCIPAL WITH ALL DUE RESPECT THAT'S CRAZY! TOTAL NONSENSE! —Complained the blond.

—I'll do an investigation on my own... If the results are what I think they are, we'll have to keep an eye on her with us. —He said worriedly, picking up his phone to make a call.

The heroes looked confused, leaving the principal alone to continue his investigation.

The rodent took advantage of his solitude to be able to externalize his emotions. He was nervous, he couldn't help but distrust his own memory, he had taken the necessary precautions to avoid that discomfort, but proving his concerns was as illogical as the white-haired woman's story. He dialed the name of his canine friend, nervously holding the phone to his ear, waiting inquisitively for each ring.

—Woof... Moshi Moshi

—Garchu... —He uttered uneasily waiting for his friend's reaction.

—GARCHU! —He answered surprised, keeping a few seconds of silence between them.

—I haven't heard that greeting for years... Is everything all right Nezu-kun?

—Tsuragamae-kun... Call Tamakawa... I think we should meet...


Sundancer here:

This chapter was so long that it was divided into 2 parts
I hope my grammar has improved a bit, I had already translated it but ended modifying it to correct it. I hope it turned out well.