TwinstarDragon: For the update of Inazuma Eleven GO, I might need to rewatch all episodes to continue update.

PidgeonKing: Thanks for the idea, but I think Izuku will be good as all-rounder. So, don't expect him to follow Sung Jin Woo or Sung Suho.

UEIS HQ

???, Japan

Mirko and Izuku never felt so awkward in their entire life. Both could nervously glance at each other while fidgeting, unable to say a single word. Neither refuses to make eye contact and every time they try to open their mouth, it feels like something stuck in their throat.

'Come on, Izuku! You can do this!!! All you gotta do is apologize! Start the word with two words, 'I'm sorry'!' Izuku mentally yells. 'It's so fucking easy!!! Why are you hesitating!?!?! Come on, don't be a fucking Deku!!! Open your damn mouth and apologize you stupid broccoli head!!!! Say it!!!! Fucking say it!!!!'

'Okay, Rumi. This is supposed to do what's right. Apologize and reconcile. Doesn't matter if he accepts the apology or not, just say it because it's the right thing to do. So, pull your head out of your asses, Rumi, and apologize to the goddamn bra-, I mean kid!!! Kid!!! That's what I was going to say!!!' Rumi mentally hits her head several times out of frustration. 'WHY THE FUCK IS IT SO HARD!?!'

As for Kirishima, he decided to eavesdrop out of worry, afraid that something bad might happen between those two. But, right now, he is conflicted between pulling his hair out of frustration or laughing at their situation.

'Geez, I would never expect to see Midoriya and a pro hero stand face-to-face, struggling to apologize. This is so weird yet at the same time hilarious.' Kirishima thought but he couldn't help but feel his frustration grow inside his chest. 'For fuck's sake, why didn't any of you say shit!?! Where's the resolve, Midoriya!? Where's the confidence, Mirko!?! WHY AREN'T ANY OF YOU SAY A SINGLE SHIT!?!?'

Izuku takes a deep breath, calming himself down before looking at Mirko. He was a bit surprised at how different she was compared to the arrogant self he saw every time on television and during that meeting. Did she feel bad about what she said earlier? Did he judge too early by comparing her to Bakugou? Izuku pushes his thoughts away before he prepares himself.

"Ummm...look, I gotta apologize for what I did earlier," Izuku mutters as Mirko's ears perk up. "I...I don't have any excuses. I was too immature to react to your taunts...it reminds me a lot of how my life was back then before everything...but it still isn't an excuse, especially with how I retaliate...sure, you're being a jerk." Izuku misses Mirko flinched. " but...that doesn't mean I should've tried to kill you...I'm sorry...I...I'm asking Gang Orca to give me a proper punishment earlier-!"

"No, no, no! There's no need to." Izuku was caught off guard by Mirko cutting him off in a frantic manner. "Look, b-kid...I was in the wrong here. You're right...I was being a jerk. You're one of the interns selected by Kugo himself, and I should've respected his choices instead of mocking you two..." Mirko rubs her arm while looking away. "I...you can say I have the first-class experience of why Kugo selected you." Izuku can't help but rub his head nervously.

"I was wrong, kid. You're good. I never meet someone who can handle my base strength, and no one besides the gang could handle it when I use my magic." Mirko shakes her head. "But, we're getting off-topic. I...I was wrong, and I'm sorry for taunting you...triggering your unpleasant memories...and driving you to the point of murder..." Mirko adjusts her hair near her ears. "I get that you're not going to forgive me that easily. But...I just want to apologize since...it's the right thing to do, not because I hope you'll forgive me immediately." Mirko takes a deep breath.

"So, if you need help anytime soon, just ask me. Don't hesitate at all! Here!" Mirko pulls out her business card and places it on Izuku's hand. "Call me with this number, or in speed dial, and I'll rush towards you in an instant! Do you need help with paperwork? I'll help! Financial trouble? Just call me! And-!" Mirko pauses when Izuku covers his mouth, stifling his laughter. "H-hey! I was being serious, kid!"

"I know!" Izuku laughs, which is loud enough to mask Kirishima's laughter. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! That was so out of nowhere that I can't help it!" Mirko pouts as her face turns slightly pink and she crosses her arms.

"...so..." Mirko mutters.

"...It'll gonna take time for me to get used to you," Izuku said. Mirko was disappointed but she could respect him. "But, I can at least try to be professional. Who knows, we might be friends in the future. Not now, though..." Izuku rubs his head.

"Yeah, I get that." Mirko nodded before grinning. "So, now that I apologize, let me properly welcome you to UEIS." Mirko's grin falters as she cringes. "...that acronym needs some work, but Kugo seems to refuse to change it."

"Yeah, I know." Izuku snorts as Mirko shakes her head.

"Again, sorry..." Mirko said as she held out her hands. Izuku stares at the hand before he extends it. He still feels a whisper at the back of his head telling him to reject it, but Izuku pushes it away. He can see Mirko and him being friends in the future because, unlike Bakugou, she apologizes and she is genuine about it to the point she offers tons of help, something he knows Bakugou would never do. So, he accepts the handshake.

"And I'm sorry too..." Izuku said with a small smile. They both let go before they look at the corner with a deadpan expression.

"Do you think your friend will stop eavesdropping?" Mirko asked as they heard a meek 'eep' from the corner.

"I appreciate him worrying about me, but I think it's a bit much," Izuku said with a sweatdrop before smiling. "But, I can't exactly be mad about him. He's just genuinely worried about me, so I'll just let it slide."

"Really!?!" Kirishima asks hopefully, showing his head. Izuku smiles before bonking his head. "Ouch!!"

"Yes," Izuku replies in amusement as Mirko snorts while Kirishima pouts. Izuku and Kirishima walk away from Mirko, who simply stands there while sighing in relief.

"So, you truly apologize." Mirko definitely did not squeak when Godzillo popped out of nowhere and speaks.

"Don't fucking do that!" Mirko hissed as Godzillo snorted before petting her head, causing her to blush in embarrassment. "Stop it!"

"I'm proud of you, Rumi," Godzillo said as Mirko blinked before her cheek turned pink and she looked away from Godzillo.

"Thanks..." Mirko mutters. "...and I'm sorry for being a brat when you call me out." Godzillo blinked before he grinned and pulled Mirko into a headlock and gave her a noogie.

"Finally! Now, I don't have to drill my claws into your skull anymore!" Godzillo roars as Mirko struggles to escape Godzillo's grip.

"For fuck's sake, Goji-nii! Didn't I tell you to never do that!?! And you're doing it right now, you dumb brute!!"

"And you finally call me Goji-nii again!!! Hahaha!!"

"Let go, damn it!!!"

Izuku and Kirishima sweatdrop while watching the whole scene. They were completely unsure how to react to the situation.

"Should...we help her?" Kirishima asked as Izuku pondered a bit before shaking his head.

"Nah," Izuku said with the biggest troll grin on his face as Kirishima sweatdrops before he facepalms and shakes his head in amusement. "Come on, let's go and see if we have any tasks from Gang Orca."

"But, bro, we only have what? Like 3 hours left before today's internship ends."

"Well, let's take an extra time today. We don't want to be seen as slackers, do we?"

"Oh, fine."

Meanwhile

Nighteye Agency

Osaka, Japan

Sir Nighteye grunts as he holds his face. Purple electricity surges out of his head as he screams in pain, his irises turn into the shape of the clock's gear, and his cornea turns black.

In his vision, the whole world is on the brink of destruction, armies of monsters destroy everything in their path, and several figures approach him, each exudes menacing auras.

Suddenly, a figure in black armor with green glows from underneath it stood at his side. Sir Nighteye looks at the figure as the figure looks back at him.

"You shouldn't have seen that..." The figure said as Sir Nighteye widened his eyes. "I'm sorry...this shall ease your pain...and perhaps, improve your gift..." The figure covers his vision with both of his hands. Sir Nighteye can't help but feel at ease, instinctively knowing that the figure is no threat.

"You won't remember this vision...until the time is right..." Before Sir Nighteye could say a word, he was now back at his office. He notices some of the stuff he bought before has now scattered around the ground. This causes him to panic a bit and starts picking up the toys.

'When did I get so careless when it comes to my collection? Did I overwork again?' Nighteye thinks before his mind wanders to the kid who sold these All Might's collections to him. 'That kid...why can't I stop thinking about him? He's just a random online shop user-!'

When he picks up one of the collections, he suddenly has a vision of two boys, one looks like a younger version of Izuku and one has spiky ash-blond hair. The Izuku-lookalike is protecting another child while the ash blond-haired boy starts hitting the child, launching explosions on Izuku before his vision returns to normal.

'W-what was that!?!' Sir Nighteye thought in shock. 'D-did I accidentally use my quirk!? I learned how to control it for years, so why is it start going wild again!?' Sir Nighteye picks up other collections and this time, he sees a vision of a young child whimpering while hiding in the corner as he listens to two adults having an argument and a loud slam.

'I-I saw another vision! But, that's impossible! It's not 24 hours yet! And that child...it looks like that boy...is it his past? But, that's not my quirk! D-did I get quirk evolution?' Sir Nighteye thought as he looked at the toy, completely confused at what was going on.

"Sir, is everything alright?" Nighteye snaps out of his thought before looking at a humanoid centipede on the door giving a concerned look.

"I'm...fine..." Nighteye said as he places down the items on the table. "Is something matter?"

"Yeah, your intern is here." Nighteye nodded before fixes all the mess caused from earlier, not knowing what happen. The humanoid centipide moves away as a blond haired boy with blue eyes enters the office with a wide grin.

"Hey, Sir Nighteye!"

To be continued