While Nejire had appreciated Deku-Sensei consideration to give them a full week to think on whether or not to take Inheritance.
It was not necessary.
Sure, all of the All For One stuff was panic inducing to think about it.
But there was only one question that Nejire had about taking the quirk, only one question that she felt was the most important to ask.
So, she waited until the next day and made an excuse about leaving her phone back in the classroom and told her friends to go on and head to Miyake's place without her, and that she would be there before they knew it.
She had left her phone in the classroom to make it more believable, but it was a lie all the same.
But she needed to talk with alone with Deku-Sensei though.
He seemed to be expecting her as he was waiting for her in 2-A.
"Deku-Sensei," Nejire said, pausing to wet her lips and took a deep breath before she continued to say "I, need to ask you something, about Inheritance."
She had to know.
"And you know why I think you would be a good candidate Hado-San."
There was no other way for her to look at what he said.
He had to know the truth about her quirk beyond the basic energy quirk they put into her file, she wasn't even surprised he figured it out.
How else was she supposed to take his words?
She, she needed to know she wasn't reading too much into his words.
Nejire didn't want to get her hopes up but, if there was a chance she was right...
"You want to know if taking Inheritance would kill you." Deku-Sensei said, like it wasn't a guess or question.
It didn't surprise her.
If Deku-Sensei was smart enough to figure out her quirk, it wouldn't be all too hard to reach the logical conclusion of how she'd feel about it.
Nejire nodded, her clenched hands held over her racing heart.
"By my current calculations, if you were to take Inheritance it would kill you in roughly two-hundred years, at which point your quirk wouldn't be able to keep up with the entropy made and finally start to rapidly age you until you passed from mental degeneration." Deku-Sensei somberly answered her.
Nejire's heart skipped, and a lump formed in her throat.
"Y-you're sure?" Nejire whispered.
Deku-Sensei nodded, pulling out a file from his bag.
"This is the calculations I've made to figure out how long it would take, you can go over them yourself if you want." Deku-Sensei offered it to her.
Nejire stared at the papers for a second then leapt at Deku-Sensei and crushed him to her chest with a hug.
"Thank-you!Thank-you!Thank-you!" Nejire sobbed repeatedly into his shoulder.
Deku-Sensei's arms wrapped around her, and he gently stroked her hair letting her cry it all out.
Her friends probably wouldn't understand why she felt so utterly and painfully relieved to hear that Inheritance would kill her.
Most people wouldn't.
But they didn't have to stand on the edge of immortality and be forced to watch how it changed people.
Nejire had.
Her Obaachan used to be a spirited girl, she'd seen pictures and videos from when Obaachan was her age, and they could've been twins.
Now though... Obaachan wasn't a cold woman per say, but she was so detached with everything.
She still remembered how she used to look through her and tell her mother 'How nice dear' so flatly.
If that instead of a 'Hn'.
It was to protect herself, she understood that when she got older and saw her mom had over twenty siblings that had lived and died before her mother was even born.
After so much loss there was only so much a person could take before they just shut down.
It was why she tried not to let the words Obaachan said when her mom passed when she was ten sting, her quirk had already discovered and covered up by that point.
You'll get used to it.
But it was so much harder to do when she said the same thing when her best friend since diapers Kimi passed in a car accident the next year, and her Obaachan said the same damn thing again.
You'll get used to it.
She couldn't even be allowed to mourn the dog she had her whole life without her flatly telling her.
You'll. Get. Used. To. It.
Nejire didn't want to get used to it.
She did not want to one day look at her own crying grandchild one day and feel so god damn numb that she'd ever tell them those cursed words.
She hated the idea that one day she would be so disconnected from her own emotions that she would stop feeling it when her friends died.
And more than everything she hated about being immortal, Nejire feared the day she would bury one of her children that she wouldn't cry about it because she just couldn't even care anymore.
Living for two-hundred more years would still be a lot of time, to mourn and grieve for her friends, and probably even their children too.
But two-hundred years sounded so much better than the possible millions of years she was currently looking at now.
Yes, death and the thought of dying one day was frightening to her, she was still just as human as any other person.
But between her two options, she would gladly welcome death's cold embrace over the endless madness that would come with immortality.
And now she had the perfect excuse to die early.
She never felt so alive as she read Deku-Sensei's calculations, they were off in a few places since Deku-Sensei hadn't been able to directly observe her quirk.
Nejire would probably live closer to five-hundred years, which was still better than sitting on eternity.
"Have you thought about Deku-Sensei's offer?" Miyake asked her when the two of them were alone after training on the third day of the waiting period.
Nejire stared up at him like a deer in headlights.
Nerves getting the better of her and she played with her hair nervously before she finally answered.
"I'm going to take it, no one can change my mind on that."
Miyake stared at her then nodded, carefully pulling her in for a hug.
And Nejire was relieved when he didn't press her for why she wanted to take Inheritance.
Though, in the future when would have to explain her immortality to her friends when it became obvious, she wasn't aging like they did, she'd tell him first.
Miyake would take the news the best.
Later on, the Sunday of that week they all went to talk about it at Miyake's apartment, she half listened as they talked about this point and that.
Of what kind of quirks, they might get along with inheritance.
Of the scary idea that All For One would forever be watching them.
What would they even be able to do if they were forced to fight with All For One?
Who could handle having eight strangers in their head?
All very important things of course.
But Nejire had already made up her mind, she would be taking Inheritance.
As much as it hurt to think about how much her reasons would hurt her friends, she would never be talked out of not taking it.
Deku-Sensei had offered Inheritance as a form of indirect suicide for her after all.
And they would all rage if they knew that.
Upset with her choosing to end her life like this, not when she had so much to 'live' for.
But there were some things that people just couldn't understand if they weren't in your shoes. And she didn't want to go through continuous pain as she watches everyone she loves repeatedly die in fucking cycles until she finally goes numb to it all.
She'd still live a long fulfilling life in five hundred years, find love once or twice, raise some damn good kids, maybe have some grandbabies.
Becoming a living legend of a hero would only take hundred years, if that and retire somewhere fun after globetrotting for a bit.
She didn't need to know what the surface of any of the distant planets was like, or what the solar system next to theirs was like either.
Hell, she could be struck down by a bolt of lightning right now and Nejire wouldn't have any regrets if she passed away the same day.
Eventually, on the last day before she could tell Deku-Sensei that she wanted Inheritance she got approached by Jiki to talk alone.
"Y-you haven't really talked much about, you know what." Jiki pointed out, once they were somewhere over at one of the furthest lunch tables.
Nejire fiddled with her sleeves and bounced one of her legs, to keep from building up too much energy.
"You want to take it don't you?" Jiki guessed, fidgeting with sleeve himself and barely able to meet her eyes for more than a few seconds.
Nejire turned away from him, biting her lip.
Shaky hands took hers.
"I-it, will it m-make you happy?" Jiki asked her.
Nejire turned back to him and nodded her head.
"Yeah... it will." Nejire confessed.
"Then I'm sure you've put a lot of thought into this." Jiki told her after taking a deep breath himself, a jumbled up smile on his face.
Tears built up in the corners of her eyes "Jiki... " Nejire couldn't help herself from saying.
"I-if I have you there with me, then... then I think I can be brave enough to take it too." Jiki muttered his hand gripping her as best they could since his hands were still shaking.
Nejire gasped.
"Wha!? You're going to take it too!?" Nejire whisper shouted at Jiki, completely shocked.
"But- But you- Why would you-" Nejire sputtered, looking at him completely lost.
Jiki wanted to take Inheritance?
Why?
He didn't need the quirk to be strong when he was already plenty strong on his own, and Jiki would hate to have like eight strangers in his head.
He couldn't handle talking with strangers in the real world, having that many strangers in his head would be torture!
Jiki gulped, tightening his hands on hers.
"I- I know this sounds, so out of place from s-someone like me." Jiki admitted unable to meet her eyes.
"I know you think I'm strong, e-even if I don't see it myself, and it's really hard for me to understand what everyone e-else sees in me." Jiki told her, trying to build himself up and not doing it well.
"And the idea of taking 'it' t-terrifies me to my core... " Jiki confessed, tears pricking his eyes, much like the ones in her eyes.
"B-but the thought of you having to fight that-that, monster all on your o-own is just, I can't let you do that." Jiki said, pausing to gulp.
"So, if that means that I have to take it with you, th-then so be it." Jiki stated a bit more firmly.
"You're my friend Nejire-Chan, and I-I won't let you do this alone, and if it c-comes down to it then I'll be right there beside you when it's time to fight." Jiki promised a small flash of his growing back bone helping to make his point.
Tears started rolling down her cheeks as Jiki's words hit her like a sucker punch as she stared at Jiki in total disbelief.
"Jiki." Nejire said, her voice choked before she wrapped Jiki up in a hug.
"Thank you." she whispered to him, silently crying with her head over his shoulder.
Jiki's face buried in her own, his body trembling as he hugged her back.
God this was... she never would have ever expected Jiki would do this, that he would go so far for her.
But perhaps she had allowed herself to be blinded a little to her friends own capabilities.
And now here she was.
She never wanted life to ever stop surprising her with how her friends were some of the absolutely best people on the planet.