Chapter 7

The Midoriyas stayed in the hospital under careful observation for some time. Recovery Girl and other medical professionals ensured that Izuku, Eri, and Inko were healing properly from their physical and emotional wounds. The time spent together in the hospital room strengthened their bond even more, despite the circumstances that brought them there.

Izuku, though still in the body of a five-year-old girl, took on a protective role for Eri, who clung to her like a lifeline. Inko, her face bruised but her spirit unbroken, watched over both girls with a fierce, maternal determination. All Might visited frequently, bringing words of encouragement and updates on the situation outside.

The raid went well because of the evidence she had provided.

Also, there were some shocking discoveries..

Each of the young girls had an extremely malnourished body. ir was obvious anyways— but when the Recovery Girl said that they would be suffering from fatal health issues if they were not treated properly.

inko's jaw was slightly dis oriented due to Chisaki's touch— all the Recovery Girl fixed it easily.

But it wasn't the worst of it.

One of Eri's ancestors was Tanjiro Kamado, a figure from the mid-nineteenth century. Principal Nezu, with his knack for uncovering hidden truths, managed to dig up restricted information about him.

The Pre-Quirk era was shrouded in secrets, one of which was the existence of demons. According to Nezu, Tanjiro Kamado had been temporarily transformed into a demon before he was cured.

This revelation shed light on Eri's horn. It wasn't just a physical manifestation of her quirk but also a genetic mutation from her lineage.

Izuku pieced it all together, understanding why she went berserk that day. Her body, infused with the remnants of Eri's lineage, reacted violently to the combined powers of One For All and Rewind.

Using One For All with Rewind in Eri's body was not just unwise—it was downright dangerous. Izuku realized that her transformation and subsequent loss of control weren't solely due to her quirk. The demon blood in Eri's veins played a significant role.

During their stay at UA, Izuku and Eri had the opportunity to meet several teachers. One of the most memorable—and awkward—encounters was with Midnight, the R-Rated Hero known for her rather eccentric personality and love for cute things.

It all started one afternoon when Izuku and Eri were exploring the school grounds, escorted by All Might. They turned a corner and nearly bumped into Midnight, who was wearing her signature revealing hero costume.

"Oh my goodness! Look at these two adorable little girls!" Midnight exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She crouched down to their level, a wide grin spreading across her face. "You must be Izuku and Eri, right? Oh, you're both so cute I could just cuddle you forever!"

Eri's eyes widened in alarm, and she instinctively took a step back, clutching Izuku's hand tightly. Izuku, on the other hand, felt her face flush with embarrassment. She wasn't used to being called cute, and Midnight's overwhelming enthusiasm was making her extremely uncomfortable.

Midnight reached out to pat Eri's head, but the little girl ducked behind Izuku, using her as a shield. "No, thank you," Eri mumbled, her voice barely audible.

Izuku tried to muster a polite smile, despite feeling just as uneasy as Eri. "Um, Midnight-se...san, it's nice to meet you, but Eri's a bit shy," she explained, hoping to defuse the situation.

Midnight pouted playfully but respected their space, retracting her hand. "Oh, I understand. I can be a bit much sometimes," she said with a wink. "But if you ever need anything, just let me know. I love helping cute girls like you!"

Eri peeked out from behind Izuku, her eyes still wary. "Thank you," she whispered, her grip on Izuku's hand relaxing slightly.

All Might, sensing the tension, stepped in to steer the conversation. "Midnight, perhaps you could show them around a bit more? They haven't seen the gym facilities yet."

"Great idea, All Might!" Midnight agreed, her enthusiasm undimmed. She straightened up and gestured for them to follow her. "Come on, girls! Let's see what UA has to offer!"

As they walked, Midnight kept up a steady stream of chatter about the school's amenities and the different training programs. Izuku listened attentively, trying to focus on the information rather than her lingering discomfort.

Eri, however, remained close to Izuku, her eyes darting around nervously. Midnight noticed this and made a conscious effort to tone down her exuberance. "You know, Eri, you remind me of myself when I was younger. A bit shy but with so much potential," she said gently.

Eri looked up at her, surprised. "Really?"

"Absolutely," Midnight replied with a warm smile. "And being at UA will help you unlock that potential. Just give it some time."

Izuku squeezed Eri's hand reassuringly. "We'll be okay, Eri. We have each other, and now we have new friends here too."

Eri nodded, a small smile forming on her lips. "Okay."

One of the most memorable interactions was their encounter with Present Mic, the loud and energetic hero known for his booming voice and vibrant personality.

It was a bright morning, and Izuku and Eri were wandering the school halls, taking in the sights. Suddenly, a loud, enthusiastic voice echoed through the corridors.

"YEAH! GOOD MORNING, UA!" Present Mic's voice reverberated, startling both girls. He appeared around the corner, his signature yellow sunglasses gleaming and his hair spiked up as usual. "Who do we have here? New recruits?"

Eri jumped slightly, her hand flying to her chest. Izuku, though also surprised, managed a nervous smile. "Good morning, Present Mic-san" she greeted, trying to match his energy. "This is Eri, and I'm Izuku."

Present Mic's eyes lit up, and he crouched down to Eri's level, lowering his voice to a more manageable volume. "Hey there, Eri Izuku! Nice to meet ya!" he said, scratching his head as he glanced between them.

Eri stared at Present Mic with wide eyes, clutching Izuku's hand tightly. "You're very loud," she said bluntly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Present Mic laughed heartily. "Yeah, I've heard that before! But don't worry, I can turn it down for you," he said, making a show of lowering an imaginary volume knob.

Izuku chuckled nervously. "Thank you, Present Mic-sensei. Eri's a bit sensitive to loud noises."

"Gotcha, gotcha!" Present Mic replied, his voice now at a more reasonable level. "So, what brings you two to UA today?"

Izuku explained their temporary stay at UA and their recent encounter with Chisaki. Present Mic listened intently, his usually animated face growing serious. "Man, you two have been through a lot. But you're safe here at UA. We've got your backs!"

Eri tugged on Izuku's sleeve and whispered, "Is he always this... enthusiastic?"

Izuku nodded, smiling. "Yeah, that's just how he is."

Present Mic stood up and gave them a thumbs-up. "Hey, if you ever need a pep talk or some good tunes, you know where to find me! UA's got the best support system, and I'm part of it!" He then struck a dramatic pose, causing both girls to giggle.

Eri's nervousness seemed to melt away as she saw how friendly and approachable Present Mic was. "Do you... sing a lot?" she asked curiously.

"Do I ever!" Present Mic exclaimed, though at a gentler volume. "Music is my life! Maybe one day, I'll give you a private concert. How does that sound?"

Eri's eyes widened with excitement. "Really? I'd like that!"

Izuku couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Eri's genuine smile. "Thank you, Present Mic-san. That sounds great."

Present Mic gave them a final thumbs-up before heading off down the hallway, his voice echoing as he greeted other students. "Remember, stay loud, stay proud!"

As they continued their tour, Eri looked up at Izuku with a newfound sense of comfort. "I like him. He's funny."

Izuku nodded, her heart swelling with gratitude for the quirky yet caring staff at UA. "Yeah, he's one of a kind. And we're lucky to have him on our side."

One crisp noon, Izuku and Eri found themselves wandering the halls of U.A. High School, marvelling at the bustling activity and the occasional glimpse of a pro hero. Eri, clutching Izuku's hand tightly, had an air of wonder about her as they explored.

Suddenly, they turned a corner and nearly bumped into Space Hero Thirteen, who was clad in her distinctive spacesuit. Thirteen was known for her disaster relief efforts and the powerful Black Hole Quirk, but she rarely showed her face in public, always keeping her helmet securely in place.

"Whoa, it's Thirteen!" Izuku exclaimed, Eri looked up, her curiosity piqued.

Thirteen greeted them with a friendly nod. "Hello, there! You must be Izuku and Eri. It's a pleasure to meet you both."

Eri's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Thirteen, can I ask you something?" she said, her voice soft but eager.

"Of course, Eri. What is it?" Thirteen replied, crouching down to Eri's level.

"Can you show us your face? Please?" Eri pleaded, her eyes wide and hopeful.

Thirteen hesitated for a moment, then smiled behind her visor. "Alright, but just for a moment." With a quick motion, she unlatched her helmet and lifted it off, revealing her face to the two girls.

Eri's eyes widened in surprise. "Wow! I thought you were a man at first because of your suit. But you're a woman!"

Thirteen chuckled softly, her expression warm and kind. "Yes, I am. Sometimes my suit can be a bit misleading. But it's what's inside that counts, right?"

Eri nodded vigorously, a big smile spreading across her face. "You're so cool, Thirteen! Thank you for showing us!"

Izuku beamed at Thirteen. "Thank you, Thirteen. You've made Eri's day."

Thirteen replaced her helmet and stood up. "I'm glad I could. It's always nice to see young ones so excited about heroes. You two take care, and if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

As Thirteen walked away, Eri tugged on Izuku's hand. "She was so nice, Izuku-nee! I can't believe we got to see her face!"

Izuku nodded, her heart warmed by Eri's happiness. "Yeah, Eri. It's moments like these that remind us why heroes are so important."

They continued their walk through the school, Eri's excitement radiating off her and infecting Izuku with a sense of joy.

Izuku and Eri had been exploring the UA campus for a while, taking in the impressive facilities and trying to get a sense of the place. They were walking down one of the long corridors when they almost bumped into a tall, tired-looking man wrapped in a long scarf. His dishevelled hair and sleepy eyes were instantly recognizable from the hero society.

"Watch where you're going," the man said in a low, gruff voice, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Are you lost?"

Izuku's heart raced. She recognized him immediately as Shota Aizawa, or Eraserhead. Trying to steady her nerves, she gave a small bow. "Uh, no, we're not lost, sir. I'm Izuku, and this is Eri. We're, um, here visiting."

Aizawa's gaze shifted to Eri, who was clutching Izuku's hand tightly, looking up at him with wide eyes. "Visiting, huh? This isn't exactly a place for casual visits," he replied, his tone skeptical.

Eri, feeling the tension, hid slightly behind Izuku. Izuku, trying to break the ice, gave a nervous laugh. "Yeah, we, uh, had some business to take care of here. It's... complicated."

Aizawa raised an eyebrow, his suspicion not entirely dispelled. "Complicated how? You two don't look like you belong here, and I don't recognize either of you as students."

Before Izuku could respond, Eri piped up, her voice small but firm. "We're here because Izuku-nee-chan is helping me."

Aizawa's eyes softened just a fraction as he looked at Eri. He crouched down to her level, his expression less stern. "Helping you with what, Eri?"

Eri hesitated, then said quietly, "Bad people were chasing me. Izuku-nee-chan protected me."

Aizawa straightened up, his gaze now more curious than suspicious. "I see. Well, this place is full of heroes. You'll be safe here." He paused, then added, "But we need to know more about your situation."

Izuku nodded, relieved that Aizawa seemed to be easing up a bit. "We can explain everything, I promise. It's just... a long story."

Aizawa nodded, his demeanor shifting to a more understanding one. "Alright, come with me. We'll find a place to sit and you can tell me what happened."

As they followed Aizawa down the corridor, Eri looked up at Izuku and whispered, "Izuku-nee-chan, he's not as scary as he looks."

Izuku chuckled softly, squeezing Eri's hand reassuringly. "Yeah, he's actually kind of nice, huh?"

When they reached a small meeting room, Aizawa gestured for them to sit. He remained standing, his presence both comforting and intimidating. "Alright, let's hear your story."

Izuku took a deep breath and began to explain their situation, how they had been on the run from Chisaki and the events that led them to UA. As she spoke, Aizawa listened intently, his expression thoughtful.

After she finished, Aizawa looked at her with a new level of respect. "You've been through a lot. It's clear you're doing everything you can to protect Eri." He then looked at Eri, who was still holding onto Izuku tightly. "And you, Eri, you're very brave."

Eri smiled shyly at the compliment. "Thank you, Mr. Eraserhead."

Aizawa's lips twitched into a small smile. "Just Aizawa is fine."

There was a moment of silence, then Eri, feeling emboldened, asked, "Aizawa-san, do you have any cats? You look like someone who likes cats."

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise at Eri's sudden question, but Aizawa's expression softened noticeably. "Actually, I do. I have a cat named Schrödinger."

Eri's face lit up with delight. "I knew it! Can we meet Schrödinger someday?"

Aizawa's smile became a bit more evident. "Maybe someday. For now, let's focus on making sure you two are safe."

As they continued talking, the initial tension faded away, replaced by a growing sense of trust and camaraderie. It was an awkwardly cute interaction, but it d the beginning of a bond between the two girls and their new, somewhat grumpy but kind-hearted protector.

During their stay at UA, Izuku and Eri had another memorable and amusing encounter, this time with Cementos and Ectoplasm. The two teachers were known for their unique quirks and stern teaching methods, but today, they were about to show a different side of themselves.

It was a sunny morning, and Izuku and Eri were exploring the grounds near one of the training areas. They were fascinated by the various structures and the bustling activity of students practicing their quirks.

As they wandered around, they stumbled upon Cementos, who was busy reshaping some of the training grounds. He noticed the two little girls approaching and gave them a warm, if somewhat surprised, smile.

"Hello there," Cementos greeted, his deep voice gentle. "What brings you two here?"

Izuku, still getting used to being seen as a little girl, felt a bit awkward but managed to smile back. "We were just exploring. Eri wanted to see the training grounds."

Eri nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! It's so cool here!"

Cementos chuckled, his massive hands resting on his hips. "Well, I'm just making some adjustments for the next training session. It's important to keep the grounds in good shape."

Just then, Ectoplasm appeared, his multiple clones helping with various tasks around the area. He spotted Izuku and Eri and walked over, curious about the newcomers.

"Ah, who do we have here?" Ectoplasm asked, his voice echoing slightly from his clones.

Izuku introduced themselves quickly, feeling a bit intimidated by the sheer presence of the two heroes. "I'm Izuku, and this is Eri. We're just visiting UA for a while."

Ectoplasm nodded, his stern expression softening a bit. "I see. Well, it's nice to meet you both. Are you enjoying your visit?"

Eri's eyes sparkled as she looked up at Ectoplasm. "Yes! Everything is so amazing here! Can you show us some of your clones?"

Ectoplasm smiled, unable to resist Eri's enthusiasm. "Of course." With a wave of his hand, a few more clones materialized, each one performing a different task or striking a pose.

Eri's eyes widened in amazement. "Wow! That's so cool! Can you make them do funny faces?"

Ectoplasm chuckled, and with a nod, his clones began to pull exaggerated and comical faces. Eri burst into giggles, her laughter infectious. Even Izuku couldn't help but smile widely at the sight.

Cementos, not wanting to be outdone, decided to join in the fun. "How about a little demonstration?" he suggested. With a swift motion, he manipulated the ground beneath them, creating a small but intricate play area with slides and swings made of cement.

Eri's eyes sparkled even more. "Can we play on it?" she asked eagerly.

Cementos nodded. "Go ahead. It's perfectly safe."

Eri and Izuku wasted no time, climbing onto the makeshift playground. Eri slid down the cement slide, her laughter ringing out, while Izuku tried out the swing, feeling a mix of nostalgia and amusement.

As they played, Ectoplasm and Cementos watched with satisfied smiles. The usually stern teachers were clearly enjoying the moment of lightheartedness.

After a while, Eri ran back to Ectoplasm, out of breath but grinning from ear to ear. "Thank you, Mr. Ectoplasm! Thank you, Mr. Cementos! This was so much fun!"

Ectoplasm patted her head gently. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Eri."

Cementos nodded in agreement. "You're always welcome here. UA is a place for learning and growth, but also for fun and friendship."

As the sun began to set, Izuku and Eri bid farewell to their new friends and headed back to their temporary quarters. The day had been filled with unexpected joy and laughter, and it had brought them even closer to the heroes they admired.

That evening, as they settled in, Eri looked up at Izuku with a content smile. "Izuku-nee-chan, do you think we can come back and play with Mr. Cementos and Mr. Ectoplasm again?"

Izuku smiled warmly, ruffling Eri's hair. "I'm sure we can, Eri-chan. They seemed to enjoy it just as much as we did."

Izuku and Eri were slowly becoming familiar faces at UA, having met several of the school's teachers individually. k

One day, however, they were about to meet them all together in a setting that was both intimidating and exciting—the staff cafeteria.

As they walked hand in hand towards the cafeteria, Izuku couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and nervousness. Eri, on the other hand, seemed quite excited, her eyes wide with curiosity about meeting more heroes.

Upon entering the cafeteria, they were greeted by a wave of chatter and the enticing smell of food. The teachers were gathered around several tables, enjoying a rare moment of relaxation between their duties.

Aizawa was the first to notice them, his expression as neutral as ever. "You're just in time," he said, his voice low but not unkind. "Join us."

Izuku and Eri approached hesitantly, feeling the eyes of all the teachers on them. Midnight, who was seated nearby, immediately waved them over with a bright smile. "Come sit here! We've been talking about you two."

As they settled into seats, Present Mic leaned over from his spot. "Hey, little heroes! How are you finding UA?" His voice was notably lower than his usual loud, energetic tone, clearly mindful of the more relaxed atmosphere.

Eri nodded enthusiastically. "It's amazing! Everyone is so nice and strong!"

Cementos chuckled from across the table. "Well, we do our best. Have you two had lunch yet?"

Izuku shook her head. "Not yet. We were just coming here."

Ectoplasm gestured to the food counter. "Help yourselves. The cafeteria staff here are incredible. They make sure we all stay well-fed."

Eri and Izuku quickly filled their trays with food, Eri's excitement visible in her every move. They returned to the table, where the teachers had begun discussing various topics ranging from upcoming lessons to recent hero activities.

Snipe, seated next to Midnight, gave them a nod. "Heard you two had quite the adventure with Chisaki. You handled yourselves well."

Izuku blushed slightly, still feeling the weight of her actions during that encounter. "We just did what we had to do."

Recovery Girl, seated nearby, leaned in with a grandmotherly smile. "And you did very well. It's not easy, but you both showed great courage."

Just then, the doors opened and All Might, in his skeletal form, entered the cafeteria. "Ah, there you are!" he greeted, his voice still carrying a commanding presence despite his appearance. "I see you've met everyone."

Principal Nezu followed closely behind, his small stature almost comical amidst the taller heroes. "It's important for you to get to know the staff. They're all here to support you."

As they sat down, Eri, who had been quietly observing, suddenly spoke up. "Izuku-nee-chan is really strong! She protected me and Mama from the bad man."

The room grew silent for a moment, the teachers exchanging looks of admiration and understanding. Midnight broke the silence with a laugh. "Well, it seems we have another little hero in our midst."

Izuku felt a swell of pride but also a bit of embarrassment. "I just did what any hero would do."

Aizawa, who had been watching quietly, finally spoke. "And that's exactly why you're here. To learn and to grow. We all started somewhere."

Lunch continued with lively conversation, the teachers sharing stories of their own early days as heroes. Eri listened with rapt attention, occasionally asking questions that brought smiles and laughter from the staff.

As the meal wound down, and everyone began to disperse, Nezu addressed Izuku and Eri. "You two are always welcome here. UA is more than just a school; it's a family."

Izuku nodded, feeling a deep sense of belonging and support. "Thank you, Principal Nezu. We'll do our best."

With full stomachs and full hearts, Izuku and Eri left the cafeteria, knowing that they were not alone in their journey. They had found a new home at UA, surrounded by heroes who believed in them and were ready to guide them every step of the way.

Izuku sat on the rooftop of the infirmary, her small frame silhouetted against the vibrant hues of the setting sun. The sky was a canvas of oranges, pinks, and purples, but her thoughts were clouded with guilt and regret. The memory of her confrontation with Chisaki replayed endlessly in her mind—the raw power she had unleashed, the brutality of her actions. She could still see his broken, barely conscious body on the ground, and it filled her with dread.

"What have I done?" she whispered to herself, her voice trembling with emotion. She hugged her knees to her chest, feeling the weight of her actions pressing down on her. "What kind of hero am I, if I can lose control like that?"

She thought about Eri, her innocent eyes filled with fear and admiration. She thought about her mother, always supportive, now unconscious because of Chisaki. The image of their faces made her heart ache. "What if I had hurt Eri or Mom?" she wondered, the thought sending a shudder through her body. "What if I can't control this power? What if I hurt someone who doesn't deserve it?"

The fear of losing control again gnawed at her, making her doubt herself. "I can't let that happen again," she resolved, her voice barely audible over the gentle evening breeze. "I won't use Rewind and One For All together anymore. And I can't push myself past 10% while using Rewind For All... It's too dangerous."

Izuku sat on the rooftop, watching the sunset, burdened by the weight of this neqa@w knowledge. The realisation of how close she came to losing herself in that power scared her. She shuddered at the thought of what could have happened if she had hurt someone she loved.

Determined, she resolved never to combine Rewind and One For All again. She couldn't risk losing control. She couldn't risk hurting Eri or her mother.

She felt tears well up in her eyes as she thought about the devastation she could cause if she lost control again. She felt like a monster, unworthy of the power she had inherited. The guilt weighed heavily on her shoulders, making her feel small and powerless despite the immense strength she possessed.

As she sat there, lost in her remorse, she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. As she made this vow, she felt a reassuring hand on her shoulder and heard a whisper, "Don't worry, you've got this, kid." She turned, seeing no one there. Her eyes widened in surprise, her heart racing. Had she imagined it? The touch had felt so real, so reassuring.

Then she heard another voice, harsh but motivating, carried on the wind. "Don't sit here all day and cry like a baby, you gotta get up and fight like a man…eh…hero!"

Izuku's eyes scanned the rooftop and the surrounding area, but she saw no one.

She assumed it was her imagination.

Unseen to her, the spirits of the previous wielders of One For All were with her, watching over her, lending her their strength and wisdom.

Despite the comfort, the guilt didn't disappear. It lingered, a reminder of the responsibility that came with her power. "I have to be better," she whispered to herself, tears streaming down her face. "I have to be worthy of this power."

She took a deep breath, feeling a renewed sense of purpose mixed with the heavy burden of guilt. She wasn't just fighting for herself; she was part of a legacy, a lineage of heroes who had faced their own struggles and doubts. With their guidance and support, she could learn to control her powers and use them wisely.

"I'll be the No 1 hero, protecting everyone," she whispered to the fading light of the sunset. "I promise."

That evening, Izuku walked down the sterile, quiet halls of the hospital, her steps echoing softly against the linoleum floor. She had been thinking about this moment since they had arrived at the hospital. It was time to confront her actions and face the consequences, even if the person she needed to speak to wasn't conscious.

She paused outside Chisaki's room, taking a deep breath to steady herself before pushing the door open. The room was dimly lit, with the steady beep of medical monitors and the faint hum of machines filling the air. Chisaki lay motionless in the bed, his face partially obscured by bandages and an oxygen mask. The sight of him in such a vulnerable state was a stark contrast to the menacing villain she had faced.

Izuku walked to the side of the bed, feeling a mix of emotions. Anger, guilt, and regret all swirled within her, making it difficult to find the right words. She looked down at Chisaki, noting the injuries she had inflicted. Her heart ached with the weight of her actions.

"You were wrong," she began softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "You were doing something terrible. You hurt so many people, and you wanted to hurt Eri... to use her for your own twisted purposes."

She swallowed hard, tears welling up in her eyes. "But what I did to you... it wasn't right either. I lost control. I let my anger take over, and I hurt you in ways I shouldn't have."

Izuku wiped at her eyes, trying to hold back the tears. "I know you can't hear me right now, but I need to say this. I'm sorry, Chisaki. I'm sorry for my brutality. For losing myself to my power and my rage. I don't know if you would ever understand or accept this, but I hope one day, you find some peace."

She stood there for a moment, the weight of her words hanging in the air. It felt like a small release, an acknowledgment of her mistake and a step toward healing. As she turned to leave, she cast one last glance at the man in the bed, a sense of sorrow settling over her.

Just as she reached the door, she paused, looking back. "I promise... I'll be better. I'll find a way to use my power without losing myself. For Eri, for my mom, and for everyone who believes in me."

With that, Izuku left the room, the door closing softly behind her. The corridor seemed a bit brighter now, a bit less oppressive. She knew she had a long way to go, but she was determined to walk that path with a clearer heart and a stronger resolve.

On the ninth day, Recovery Girl finally declared them well enough to go home. "Remember to eat a lot," she advised, her tone gentle but firm. "You've all been through quite an ordeal."

Izuku nodded, her small hand still gripping Eri's tightly. "Thank you, Recovery Girl. We'll be careful."

All Might and Principal Nezu were there to see them off, ensuring that they had everything they needed for the transition back to their home.

"Take care, all of you," Principal Nezu said, his eyes filled with warmth. "There are our people around your neighborhood— just in case. And remember, U.A. is always here if you need anything. Izuku-chan, if there is anything related to the future I that I should know about, you have my number."

All Might gave them a reassuring smile. "Stay strong, young Midoriya. We'll continue working on controlling your quirks once you're ready."

The journey home was quiet, filled with a mix of relief and residual tension. As they walked through the familiar neighborhood streets, the reality of returning to their normal lives began to sink in. Inko held both girls' hands, a sense of unity and strength emanating from their small group.

When they finally stepped through the front door of their home, a wave of comfort and familiarity washed over them. Eri looked around, her eyes wide with curiosity and a touch of uncertainty. Izuku knelt beside her, offering a reassuring smile.

"Welcome home, Eri-chan," she said softly. "This is your home now, too."

Eri's face lit up with a small, hopeful smile. "Home..."

Inko led them into the living room, where she had already prepared a cozy setup with blankets and snacks. "Let's take a moment to relax," she suggested. "We've all been through a lot, and it's important to take care of ourselves."

As they settled in, the tension began to melt away. Eri nestled close to Izuku, who wrapped an arm around her in a protective embrace. Inko watched them with a contented smile, grateful for the strength and love that had carried them through the recent chaos.

TBC