I walked away, retreating to my dorm and quickly changing. Setting my team in the holding pc needing a break from their simmering protective rage. While I knew they meant well, they where being a little too loud. Changing out of the ruined pants I thought back to my meeting with the pink haired inventor and shook my head with a fond smile. She would get along well with Bill, even with his stutter. Grabbing my jacket I moved to leave again. Ignoring Rotom as he buzzed close by. Feeling my belt gain some weight, huffing as I see that Rotom was being protective too in his own way by putting Chomper and Talon on my belt to go with me.

"Seriously, you want two hot heads to go against another hot head?" I raised a brow at the floating phone. "Besides, Talon might explode the blond with his quirk making him literally secrete explosive material," I warned Rotom off, or at least try to. "Now isn't that a thought

"I am sure he would deserve it," Rotom huffed, showing a bit of his vindictive side. After all a once criminal was inclined to be petty at times.

"Rotom, I am an Aura Guardian, we need to be the bigger person not the vindictive person." I lectured the AI as I grabbed my bag again and stepped outside. Not even trying to change the choice the AI made in a team. I needed to get to Nezu's office. Ignoring the Ai's further whines all the while.

The office door opened for me at my approach though I was disappointed to find Nezu wasn't here just yet. Taking the fact I was here early, I walked on to my office. Setting my hand on the hidden hand reader that was set along a book case and my office opened. Looking over the small but comfortable room I hummed. There was a pc with 5 monitors, 3 along the bottom in a giant curve with two separate above. Two shelving units on either side, with one having protective glass over the shelves, along the both sides of the walls next to the computer. Then a table next to the door with a refrigerator on top of the table full of snacks and drinks and underneath neatly folded blankets, a few pillows and a bean bag. Hmm, the rodent cat had taken some liberties, but they were welcomed ones. Stepping up to the computer there was a phone waiting on the desk with a note. I picked it up and began to read.

'Dear Midoriya,

In cause you have ventured into the office before I have had a chance to speak with you today, I do hope you like the space. I found the computer alone to be rather unoriginal and unsuited for a pup. I do hope you will fill the shelves yourself, either with trinkets or books is up to you.

The phone is yours as well, it is of a hero phone category, as I am aware you have already broken three phones since your return. This phone should be able to hold up against your training routines and that of your monsters, as well as better support your Rotom companion.

Do feel free to work or take this time to relax until I return,

Sincerely Nezu'

"Should I send him a rat trap?" Rotom asked I quickly glared at the AI.

"One he is our boss, two this is his school, this is his territory long before ours, and it is lent at this, and three, too far." I set the note down and picked the phone up. It felt sturdy. A heaviness to it.

"That is a hero grade phone," Nezu's voice had me jumping and turning to face him. Rotom yelped and zipped behind me to hide. "As I left in the note, it should hold up against up to standard Trainer's wear and tear." Rotom started to peek out from behind me to look at the phone.

"Make the jump," I order Rotom, putting the new phone back down and Rotom started working on a transfer that did not have him bouncing around the room. "I'll be honest, Nezu, I wasn't expecting to use the office much. I didn't think it needed all of this." Looking over the work the pseudo legendary had done in the once empty office.

"Well this will be a place of work yes, it will also be your class. Best you make this place comfortable for both tasks," Nezu hummed, turning back into his office. I quickly moved to follow, feeling no danger in letting Rotom out of my sight here. "Powerloader tells me you had an interesting morning this morning with his class." Nezu led me into the sitting area of his office quickly moving to make some tea.

"Yes, a student, Hatsumi Mai, she will be a brilliant inventor, I can see the potential, but you may want to invest in trainer grade material for her to use. I for one will be carrying my cloak on me." I sat down on the couch listening to him and letting my aura loose. Letting the bindings fall away and to truly relax. Nezu's eyes flashed blue for a moment as my aura brushed over his but he didn't seem to mind. Feeling the life in this office and mine. Feeling the sluggish transfer of Rotom, of passing by people in the halls a floor above and below. It was nice.

"I will admit I have never felt aura so passively before, it is a rather pleasant sensation. I can see why father enjoyed staying around an army of you." Nezu hummed as he sat down into one of his chairs.

"It it is a bother I can-"

"Oh far from it, I may call on you to be near by the next time I have tense negotiations, it may help with keeping people level headed." He gathered some things to make his tea to prepare for when his water would be ready.

"I would be more than happy to help, though my true specialization is in search and rescue," leaning forward I picked up the electric kettle as it started to boil. Not waiting for it to turn off. Nezu lifted the top of his tea pot, letting me help him in the process of tea making.

"I will keep that in mind, though tell me, was it a personal hobby or something more?" Nezu questioned me and I was more than happy to talk about the past.

"Started as a hobby and became a profession, I grew up in Alola at first, I was a bit of a wild child for a bit, after I got my head on straight I went to Kanto. Had a few run ins with Team Rocket, found out I had Aura, went and hung around Cynthia and a few ruins, next thing anyone knows I am helping with tracking down wanted criminals and helping with natural disaster rescues." Nezu hummed pleased.

"If that is the case than I can assume you have basic self defense lessons?" Nezu tilted his head as I shook mine.

"I never had self-defense lessons, or at least not in the traditional sense, I worked a lot with my fighting types and prefer a hands on approach.. My first teacher was a wild Incinerour." Nezu looked entirely pleased with the knowledge.

"The hero department is in for a shock, is your training routine normally as intense as what I have observed?" He questioned me as he reached now for his tea pot and began to make the first cup of tea.

"No, or at least not really, but we are also not on the move, so the lack of transit is allowing for more intense training." I hum, tilting my head to the side as I thought back to the past training sessions and the differences between them. "But that doesn't mean we took it easy before either."

"Of course not, you never did show me your accreditations, do you have those with you?" he asked, and thankfully, I was indeed in my trainer's clothes, so I reached in one of my inner pockets and pulled out a small travel shadow box that held the enamel pins of the gyms where I had passed the challenges, along the pins and also Z-crystals, holding the power and knowledge of moves but also badges of their own merit. When it came to badges, for the Indigo region there was the Cascade, Thunder, Soul, and The Volcano. Then from the Sinnoh region there was the Forest, Cobble, and Icicle Badge, and finally with the Z Crystals from my home in Aloha there was the Fighting, Ground, Dragon, Dark, Rock, and finally Psychic. The badges alone cleared me to have most of any monsters and rather strong ones too, but I was no where near a champions level, but it left my options open.

"Impressive, and I am too assume you passively came about these as well?" Nezu asked, checking each of them before handing the case back to me, only for the case to be carefully tucked back into it's pocket.

"Yes, I was more concerned with trying to figure out what it was I wanted to do, and once I did training towards it and pursued further education." taking the cup of tea now that it had been finally offered to me.

"And what had you decide to become a hero?" Nezu asked politely.

"Not a hero, Principle Nezu, an Aura Guardian," I corrected him, holding the cup of tea before me. "A hero, at least in this society is, well, rather diluted of a true meaning, more job title than title of pride. As an Aura Guardian we are to go beyond guarding and protecting. We are to help in all things, to nurture and care for life and safe guard against evil. To live beside others and selflessly protect and provide."

"I understand," Nezu hummed as I struggled to further word my explanation. He opened his mouth to continue talking. Only a tired and worn presence entered my range coming towards the door. Sitting up a little seemed to warn Nezu as well as he closed his mouth. The door opening behind me. "Ah, Azawa, how wonderful it is too see you," Nezu chirped as I took the chance to sip on my tea. Thinking it was time to go.

"Why was Midoriya late for my class," Aizawa asked, voice cold and stony yet his aura was rather relaxed, inquisitive than hostile. I tilted my head to the side, focusing on the feeling of Eraserhead's emotions rather than the emotions themselves.

"Ah yes, we were just discussing the reason behind Miss Midoriya's tardiness, a mishap, yes?" Nezu asked turning the question to me, pulling me into the conversation with the hero. Something he was aware, that while not avoiding, I wasn't pursuing any form of connections or bonds either.

"It was unintentional," I offered and really it was hardly an answer that anyone would accept but I was also well aware that Nezu had the answers easily within his reach with the amount of surveillance in the school.

"Midoriya," Aizawa's voice was still conveying annoyance and it was bleeding into his true emotions as well. "Just because you work for Nezu does not mean you will get a free pass in my class." I set down the small cup of tea, turning it over in the dish to avoid Nezu keeping me here with more tea, a far easier decision as it was only jasman again.

"Your numbers speak for themself, Eraserhead," getting up to my feet and turning to face him. "You have the highest expulsion rate of the school of over 79%, but you also have the highest 5 year survival rate of hero student graduates at 87% with most retiring or leaving rather than dying." As I made a move to leave, Nezu moved over to his desk, picking up a file before holding it out to me. Taking it easily. "I expect the challenge, I'd grow bored if it wasn't." quickly walking out, pulling my aura back into myself as I walked by Aizawa.