"What a show! We have another pair of winners, folks!" Midnight exclaimed as she announced the 16th pair to exit the labyrinth. "Give it up for Toru Hagakure of Class 1B and Ren Aoki of Class 1D!" She clapped her hands and confetti rained down behind her. Hagakure was panting heavily, her clothes and gloves the only visible signs of her presence. Aoki, on the other hand, was shining brightly. His quirk allowed him to manipulate light, which came in handy when paired with an invisible partner.

"WOO YEAH! THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!" Present Mic shouted into his microphone, making everyone's ears ring. "THAT WAS AN AMAZING PERFORMANCE BY OUR ROUND ONE CHAMPIONS! HOW DO YOU FEEL, ERASERHEAD?" He jumped onto the announcer's table and thrust the mic into Aizawa's face.

Aizawa blinked slowly and pushed the mic away. "It's too early to celebrate. The festival has just begun. The students still have a lot to prove."

"…AND ON THAT NOTE, WE'LL BE BACK AFTER A SHORT BREAK!"

Power Loader was practically bouncing with joy as he watched his students enter the cafeteria. For the first time ever, all of his support course students had made it through the first round of the sports festival. He was so proud of them that he couldn't contain himself.

"Ahem," he cleared his throat to get their attention. "I just wanted to say…you guys rocked!" He threw his arms up in the air in celebration. "The way you took down those robots, Midoriya! The loudspeakers, Yamashita?! Inspired! And Mei, ohh Mei! You took down those gen ed kids like it was nothing! I saw the way you navigated that labyrinth, Kazutani! Fantastic! And Hana, taking out two robots with one sneeze?!" He praised each of them individually and enthusiastically. "And Kuri Kuri! You…you were the best! Thank you, Kuri! You made me so happy!" Power Loader then bowed deeply and stayed there for a while, making the students feel somewhat awkward. After a moment, he thanked them again and left them to their break.

"Wow, he was really happy," Yamashita said after a pause. "Especially with you, Kuri."

"Yeah!" Mei agreed. "What did you do to make him so proud?"

Kuri blushed and scratched his head. "I uh…I actually tied for first place…I was paired up with the ice user from 1A…he did most of the work, I just got lucky."

Izuku's eyes widened in astonishment, and a wide grin spread across his face. "You tied for first place? Kuri, that's absolutely incredible!" The rest of the students joined in, congratulated him. The sudden surge of attention overwhelmed Kuri, causing him to retreat into his protective chestnut shell, blushing with embarrassment.

But the spotlight quickly shifted to Izuku as Mei pointed directly at his face, her finger so close that he went a little cross-eyed. "And you, Mr. Midoriya! You were keeping secrets from us!"

Feigning confusion, Izuku stammered, "W-what do you mean?"

Kazutani clarified the situation. "She's right, Midoriya. You never mentioned that your gauntlets could actually make you fly."

"Was it the gauntlet?" Yamashita added, "Because it looked to me like you'd taken them off…"

"Oh no, no!" Izuku protested, his hands waving frantically in front of him. "It was definitely the gauntlet! Haha! I kept it a secret because I wasn't sure if it would even work!"

Mei couldn't contain her excitement. She sprang up from her chair so abruptly that it caught the attention of everyone else in the room. "Who cares about the technicalities, people? Izuku FLEW!" Her voice reverberated through the cafeteria. "HE FLEWWWW!"

In a swift motion, Izuku grabbed hold of the side of Mei's jacket and gently pulled her back down to the table, attempting to downplay his achievement. "Well, it was more of a controlled descent, really..."

"It seemed a lot like flying to me, Izuku." Hana insisted with a smile. "I hope it counts as flying, anyway. I already captioned it that way on my socials."

"Socials?! You put it online?!"

Hana nodded, "Did you forget that the entire festival is being broadcasted live? Practically everyone in the country has seen it!"

Izuku's face turned pale as he sank back into his seat. "I guess it... slipped my mind."

Mei scrolled through her phone, her expression shifting from surprise to sheer astonishment. She turned the screen toward Izuku. "Look at this, you're famous! #HelicopterBoy is trending."

"Helicopter Boy?!" Izuku groaned. "Why couldn't it have been something cooler-sounding?"

Teasingly, Yamashita chimed in. "Would you have preferred Inspector Gadget?" The room filled with infectious laughter, and soon enough, Izuku found himself laughing along with the others.

The Sports Festival was indeed a nationwide spectacle, capturing the attention of millions of viewers across the country. Among these millions was the enigmatic figure known as Barbershop, information collector for The Market. Barbershop never missed a chance to tune in to this annual event because he knew it held a treasure trove of valuable data. However, this year brought a special request from High Street.

Though Barbershop couldn't quite fathom the motive behind the demand, he had been instructed to keep an eye out for any quirks that lead to the creation of tangible objects. Initially, he assumed this meant keeping tabs on the Yaoyorozu girl. However, it turned out that she wasn't the one stealing the spotlight and piquing Barbershop's interest.

"Izuku Midoriya of 1-H is airborne!"

The announcer's voice echoed through the speakers, causing Barbershop to snap his head towards one of the numerous screens spread across the room. Each screen displayed a different channel, providing a unique perspective on the ongoing events. He swiftly paused the footage and rewound it, seeking the exact moment when the propeller emerged from the student's hand.

"-is airborne!" He paused again and rewound a little further.

With a push of a button, the image materialised on the largest screen in the room. Barbershop zoomed in, meticulously examining the student's hand. As he delved deeper into his analysis, a thin smile spread across his face. It became evident to him that he had stumbled upon something far more captivating and significant than he had initially anticipated.

"Izuku Midoriya, hm? Why does that name seem so familiar?"

It didn't take long for Barbershop to access the UA student database, using a backdoor he had hacked into a long time ago. He typed in the name Midoriya and waited for the results.

Izuku Midoriya. Age 15. Mother: Midoriya, I. Father: Midoriya, H. Quirk: Green Hair.

He blinked. Green Hair? That information was obviously wrong. The boy had just sprouted a propeller from his hand, what did that have to do with his hair colour?

Someone must have falsified his quirk registry when he was young, but who would do such a thing, and more importantly, why? Barbershop shifted to investigating the boy's mother.

Inko Midoriya, employed at the Aldera General grocery store, a small business tucked away on the outskirts of Musutafu. Barbershop's eyes narrowed, that's why the name Midoriya rang a bell. Aldera General had been Diner's cover before she was reassigned. She had chosen the store herself, asserting that it provided the perfect vantage point for her mission: proximity to the city, flexible hours, and a workforce with relatively weak quirks among their families. Well, that last part was clearly a lie, or at least a cover-up.

But if Diner had picked the place herself, did she already know about the boy's quirk? Had High Street already assigned Diner to clandestinely watch over Izuku Midoriya? If that were indeed the case, then why did they relocate her to the Yaoyorozus based on Barbershop's mistaken report? Something was undeniably fishy, and he was determined to uncover the truth.

The rest of the festival could wait until later, he had a lead to follow, a trail that would potentially lead him to the answers he sought. He opened another tab on his computer system, accessing the comprehensive archive of security footage captured from Aldera General. These cameras, installed when Diner first joined the store, had preserved hours upon hours of mundane everyday occurrences. However, within this footage could lay the extent of Diner's connection to the Midoriya family.

Each frame brought him closer to the heart of the mystery, but it also raised more questions. Had High Street concealed information from him about this case, or was Diner hiding vital details from their leader?

Meanwhile, at the Yaoyorozu estate, there was a flurry of activity as the staff hustled to clean the house and prepare for the evening ahead. Amidst the commotion, a small portable television had been set up by one of the staff members. Everyone was eager to catch a glimpse of the festival and, more importantly, witness how the young heiress would shine.

While the festival played on the TV screen, Aya Matsuri pretended to be engrossed in the lively event. However, her true focus lay on her covert mission. During her first week on the job, she had cleverly planted hidden cameras and microphones all over the estate, each one connected to Barbershop's network. The hope was to dig up any crucial information that High Street desired. Success would surely earn her his high praise and admiration.

"Wow! Did you see that?!" exclaimed one of the maids, captivated by the footage of Izuku obliterating a robot with his gauntlets. "That was amazing!"

Matsuri nodded in agreement, keeping up her charade. "Yes, he's definitely got some impressive skills!" she chimed in, a hint of genuine interest showing on her face. It seemed that all the chatter about Inko's son being an incredible inventor wasn't just empty talk. Matsuri silently hoped she would witness even more of his abilities. But alas, before the next thrilling moment could unfold, their boss stormed into the room, scolding them all.

"What are you all doing hanging around? Stop wasting time and get back to work!" he barked, abruptly switching off the TV feed just as Izuku and his partner were about to face a vicious robot attack.. Hopefully she won't miss anything important.

The festival grounds buzzed with excitement as the booming music and dazzling fireworks signalled the end of the break. The next stage of the event was about to kick off, and Midnight, as captivating as ever, stood at the centre with a microphone in hand. Eraserhead and Present Mic were also here, now that there were far less contestants they'd moved their announcers table to the ground floor.

"Everyone! Brace yourselves for an absolutely thrilling afternoon ahead!" Midnight announced, her voice carrying through the eager audience. "Let's give a warm welcome to our 32 round two contestants!"

The students waved to the cheering crowd and stepped onto the field once again. Izuku and Mei scanned the familiar faces, relieved to see their friends Tsuyu and Iida among the contenders who had advanced. Fukidashi, Yaoyorozu, and a bunch of others from Class A and B also made the cut. It appeared that aside from the six support students, most of the survivors were from these prominent classes, with a sprinkle of general education students. It wouldn't have surprised them if more students followed Mei's lead, and the numbers had exchanged hands more than once.

A giant television screen emerged from the floor, displaying the pairs of contestants. Right at the top were Kuri Kuri and Shoto Todoroki, the victors of the previous round. Midnight made a sweeping gesture towards the screen, ready to explain the rules for the upcoming event.

"As you all know from tuning into the sports festival, round two always revolves around point collection!"

"But how do students collect these points?! All 32 point totals will be written on these fashionable bandanas," She held one up for the students and crowd to see. "Well, this year, it won't be the students wearing the bandanas!" Midnight revealed, leaving Izuku and Mei perplexed. If not the students, then who?

"Please give a round of applause to our incredible pro heroes joining us today! Ranked No. 10 on the hero charts, Gang Orca! No. 21, Punchgate! No. 7, Kamui Woods! And No. 32, Pixie-Bob!"

The crowd erupted once again as the pro heroes emerged from a stadium tunnel, their presence radiating power and authority as they joined Midnight on stage.

"The students will form teams of four and face off against our team of four pro heroes! The pros will be wearing bandanas on their arms, legs, and heads, each with a random point total!" Midnight explained, "This is a no-holds-barred battle royale! The team that collects the highest point total will advance to our third and final round: the tournament!"

A lone hand shot up amidst the sea of students. It was none other than Iida, ever the inquisitive one. "Excuse me! Which one of our challengers will be wearing the 10 million point bandanas?"

Gang Orca stepped forward, his imposing figure drawing attention. "That honour would be mine!" he boomed.

Kamui Woods followed suit, a determined expression on his face. "And mine as well."

The students collectively gulped.

"Students will have 15 minutes to form their teams and consider their strategies, starting…now!"

"Sorry, guys, but my quirk won't be much help," Yamashita apologised with a small smile. "I can only summon things from within a 10-metre radius of where I last slept, and I don't see the bandanas being kept anywhere nearby."

"I understand, Yamashita. Thank you anyway," Izuku replied, a tinge of disappointment in his voice. Their plan had hit a roadblock.

"Do you want to be on our team anyway?" Mei asked. "We can be Team Support Crew!"

"I was actually thinking of asking that Iida boy if I could join his team. I had a lot of fun designing his new costume, and I'd love to see what else I can create for him. This seems like the perfect opportunity to work alongside him," Yamashita explained, nodding with a smile. "Good luck to both of you, though," she added before making her way drowsily toward Tenya.

"Looks like we need to find someone else," Izuku said to Mei. "Most of the hero students will probably team up together, so we might have to look for someone from the general education class."

Just then, Uraraka approached them with a friendly wave. "Hey! Do you guys need a team?"

"Uraraka!" Mei shouted, enveloping her in a tight hug. "Of course, you can join us! We'll be Team Support Crew Plus One!"

"We'd love you to join us! But don't you want to team up with someone from your class?" Izuku asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

"I could, but I want to help you two out!" Uraraka exclaimed, brimming with enthusiasm. "Isn't it unfair that the tournament is usually dominated by hero students? If I'm on your team, it gives another student a better chance to reach the finals, and it showcases what we can all bring to the table!" Her excitement was contagious. "Plus, I still owe you for that glove you made me," she added with a grateful smile.

"That was a gift, dummy," Mei teased with a smirk, "But welcome to the team! Your codename will be…Viper." Uraraka suddenly looked a little afraid.

"Don't worry, the codenames never stick," Izuku reassured her. "But we still need a fourth member."

A cough interrupted their conversation, and they turned to see a certain purple-haired student from the general education class. "If you need another member, I'm available..."

"Team meeting!" Mei declared, huddling Izuku and Uraraka together. The trio whispered for a few moments, stealing glances at Shinso before breaking apart.

"Welcome to Team Support Crew Plus Two!"