Hello all! Welcome back to "What is Izuku's life?"!

So yea, I promised that this chapter would be a little spicier than normal... which I changed my mind on since the next chapter is going to be the big 40! and decided to push it back to then.

So, going forward, there will be some sexual content within this story. Initially, I was going to censor it and have the uncensored version on Ao3. I decided to veto that, and will now line place warnings for when the "spice" starts and ends on FFN.

Ao3 will just have the warning at the beginning of the chapter and let the good times roll.

the review answers during the sports festival are still being worked on since I have to copy and paste ALL of the questions and then answer them in an organized way, so the reviews will be placed there, while reviews for this chapter onward will be answered normally.

Also, I will not be answering any more comments/reviews made in the earlier chapters, due to many of them being grammar-related (I'll fix them at some point), OR asking questions that are later explained in the story.

Anyway, enjoy this new chapter!

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Chapter 39

"First comes Love, then comes..."

A soft groan escaped past Izuku's lips as he furrowed his brows, clenching his eyes for a moment before slowly opening them to gaze upon the white ceiling he was so used to seeing.

Granted, he knew the panels so well because he would often visit the infirmary to check up on Eri and his mother throughout the school day and to have lunch with them. He mused to himself the only other way the ceiling of the infirmary would be so recognizable to him would be he was often sent here, either due to accidents in the training exercises or, god forbid, Izuku had pulled some rather stupid stunts and kept getting himself hurt on purpose.

How silly would that be?

A gentle cooing sound caught his attention and off of his inner mumblings to turn his head down to gaze upon a sleeping Eri, holding onto him like she usually did with that large plush she liked to sleep with. Izuku smiled, moving his hand to gently shift some of her fallen hair to the side and out of her face as she nuzzled closer to his chest.

As Izuku gazed upon his daughter, he raised an eyebrow as he could see her cheeks were slightly puffy and red, possibly due to crying, but also Izuku noticed how much smaller her horn was compared to when he saw her off to the special seating made available for her and his mother.

"She only stopped crying about half an hour ago, so don't jostle her too much." came the whispered but harsh tone of Krile as she stood at the doorway of the room, the expression on her face matching her voice as Izuku gulped in worry, "and you should be resting, considering how much blood you lost during your fight with that Goobbue."

"G-Goobbue?" Izuku asked as he watched the elderly woman slowly walk into the room and silently pulled up a stool beside his bed, climbing onto it and sitting herself down with a sigh of exhaustion.

Exhausted from what, Izuku had no clue.

"Yes, a 'Goobbue', or more of a decaying one at the very least. Very powerful, very dangerous." Krile continued to speak while looking at the bed-ridden boy with a stern look on her face, "And HOW it got here is something Nezu and the Moogles are currently looking into."

"W-was it from that place you and the Dean are from? Eorzea?"

"Yes, however, there was something… familiar about it… and that is worrisome. Regardless, it's a good thing that you were able to take it out; if it had escaped the barrier, who knows how many it could have killed. Regardless, we have more…" Krile then looked to Eri, a sad look upon her face as Izuku followed her gaze to also look upon the sleeping child as the elderly woman continued, "pressing matters to attend to."

"Is there something wrong with Eri?"

"Well, it's more we have a better understanding of her quirk now, given what you already told us and what we experienced not but an hour ago can attest to... " The older woman focused her gaze back onto Izuku, who in turn looked up to match her, "I'll be blunt, you were in a bad state when we got you here, not only from the blood loss but also from the wounds you sustained when you took that blow for Bakugo. It was a miracle, as well as some quick thinking on your part of using 'Equilibrium'. Still, it didn't fully close the wounds, and when you dived into the belly of that beast, it reopened them."

"Normally, you'd still be in surgery at this point and under a few weeks of rehab before I would even let you do any heroic classes." Krile said, her tone of voice matching her stern look as Izuku's eyes slowly widened as the reality of what she said set in, "Even then, you'd still be on light duties, But…." Krile looked down to Eri again, "your daughter had other ideas."

Izuku blinked for a few moments, the gears grinding in his head for a few moments before he shot his head down to Eri, who at this point was nuzzling closer to his chest, "Sh.. she used her quirk?"

"Yes, she did. And thank the twelve that Aizawa had escorted your mother and her here. Otherwise… well, you can imagine what would happen."

Izuku kept looking at his daughter, raising a hand slowly to move one of the strands of hair from her face. However, doing so had caused Eri to stir, gently opening her eyes to meet the warm emeralds of her father while Izuku smiled gently at her, "Hey Eri…."

"P-Papa?" Eri cooed gently, her expression in shock before her eyes started to well up in tears once again, and she suddenly clung tightly to him, crying heavily as she repeated the word 'papa' over and over again. Izuku gently wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as Krile watched on with a gentle smile on her face as Eri slowly pulled her face away to look up at him, "P-Papa, I used my curse! I used it when I knew it could only hurt people and… and… Papa! I'm so sorry!"

"Eri…" Izuku's voice was soft and calm, gently rubbing her back as the little girl began to sniffle gently, "Your power isn't a curse… far from it. In fact, had you not used your quirk to heal me, well... Your papa would be in a lot of pain right now."

"B... but, Kai said it was a curse… a-and he used it to hurt people, and… and said it was because of me." Eri sniffled again, her bottom lip trembling as the tears began to free fall. Her breath hitched when she felt the warm, loving hand of Izuku rest on her cheek, his thumb wiping away some of the tears.

"Kai is a bad man, Eri… anything he says is a lie, and you nor your quirk are responsible for the things he has done." Izuku said softly, smiling gently again, "Honestly, your quirk is a blessing."

"A… a blessing? L-like your powers, papa?"

"In a sense, but your quirk is very rare and powerful Eri, if you truly wanted to use it when you're older, it would be a great boon to the medical field, similar to my 'quirk'." Krile spoke up then, smiling gently at the young child, who had turned her way and gently sniffled once again.

"That's if you wish to do that; it's entirely up to you what you wish to do when you're older, Eri." Izuku said to catch the little girl's attention once more, "You can literally be anything you want, and I, as well as your mothers, will support whatever you wish to be when you grow up, even if you don't want to use your quirk at all."

"And I know for the fact that the school will support your decision as well, young Eri." Dean Nezu suddenly spoke up, causing the three people to look towards the door. The diminutive creature headed towards them with a small clipboard under his arm. Krile stepped off the stool to allow Nezu to climb up it, "Good afternoon, Midoriya, I take it you are feeling well-rested?"

"Y-Yes, sir. T-thanks to Eri, of course." Izuku said with a smile, gently rubbing the child's head as she gently giggled and blushed, her tears soon fading away.

"Most excellent, I must say, you really put on a stupendous performance for this year's sports festival; it will really be hard to top it for next year." Nezu said, a serious tone to his voice that looked off from his rather happy look on his face, something Izuku took notice of, and a few beads of sweat rolled down his face.

"I-I take it that this is in regards to the first event?"

"Oh! No, what you did during that first event was quite wonderful. To be honest, I have no qualms with that… I am referring more to the two interferences during the third event." Nezu said as he brought the clipboard from under his arm to hold close to his chest, "While we cannot fault Shinsou for what transpired, nor put any blame on you due to never encountering such a phenomenon before… I must ask, has 'Fray' spoken to you at all during all of this?"

Izuku gently frowned and brought his free hand up to his chin, looking deep in thought for a moment before looking back up, "... Actually, no, he hasn't, the only time I heard him speak was something of a 'pep talk' before the opening ceremony, and during the speech… aside from that, he's been quiet."

"B-But!" Izuku suddenly spoke up, "I-I don't think he caused what happened either… a few weeks ago, he told me that his "conscience" is growing weaker, fading back into my aether, so it's harder for him to communicate with me unless he absolutely needs to."

"I see, but is he still aware of what happens during his downtime?"

"N-no… he said that when he's 'asleep', he has no idea what I've been up to, not until he wakes up and I guess knows what I know."

"Interesting, but not surprising… regardless, should you speak with him, perhaps let him know what has happened? Otherwise, it and the creature you faced during your match against Bakugo will have to be discussed at a later time, away from sensitive ears."

Izuku looked down to Eri, who looked up to him with a look of confusion on her face, and the green-haired boy realized what the dean was speaking about; looking back to him, Izuku nodded, "Of course, sir."

"Splendid, now, we have a few things to discuss and bring you up to speed on while you rested." The dean's demeanor changed to a more cheery tone as the smile seemed more genuine, "Suffice it to say, we were able to pass off the Goobbue as a 'rogue' new form of training robot. It took some convincing, but I do have my way of… making them believe in what I say."

Izuku and Krile both had deadpanned looks that hadn't fazed the dean in the slightest. A few moments had passed before the small furry creature continued to speak, "Regardless, despite the lack of a clear winner during the final match, it's been decided that both you and Bakugo are to be awarded the gold medals; for this year."

Izuku looked flabbergasted at that particular reveal, blinking a few moments before sputtering out a rebuttal, "B-but I passed out after taking out the Goobbue, so shouldn't Bakugo have won by default?"

"The argument was made, yes. However, with your various feats throughout the festival, as well as being the one to risk your own life and plunge into the literal 'belly of the beast' to defeat it… well, if we regulated you to second place because you passed out after such a fight, the chaos caused by the media outlets would be even too much for me to correct."

Nezu straightened himself up a little, still smiling, "That is not to also downplay Mr. Bakugo's involvement or accomplishments during the last match as well, as he was willing to work with you and listen to the ideas that led you to victory as well as survive the encounter. His growth and maturity since your first heroics lesson have been remarkable, to say the least, despite some more time and areas needing to be improved."

"I-if you are referring to Bakugo's swearing, I don't think that's going to change anytime soon, sir." Izuku chuckled gently, holding Eri a little closer as she was simply listening, although not completely understanding what the dean was talking about.

Nezu gently nodded, "Unfortunate as that is, I'm sure he can control it as he continues to grow here at UA. So, let me be the first to congratulate you, Izuku Midoriya, for coming in first place at this year's sports festival." The white-furred being spoke as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a rather large golden medallion with the emboldened letters 'U' and 'A' stamped right into the middle of it, and handed it off to Izuku.

The student's eyes widened as he held the rather hefty award in his hand, his thumb idly running over the letters; a small smile began to spread across his lips as well as his heart began to speed up slightly. Now, Izuku knew he wasn't in heroics to win awards or fame like many of the other heroes he would write about in his notebooks. Still, Izuku knew that he only got this award for not only his hard work but for pushing past what he endured while growing up and showing the world that he wasn't just some worthless 'deku' anymore.

"Papa, why are you crying?" Eri asked softly as her voice caught his attention, wiping away the tears that had been falling down his cheeks unbeknownst to him.

As Izuku was collecting himself to answer Eri, Nezu took it upon himself to respond for him, "Midoriya is crying because he is happy, Eri. He has worked very hard to get where he is, and I'm sure will continue to do so." The dean said to the child in a soft tone of voice as she looked back at her crying papa and gently hugged him, hoping that would help stop the tears quicker.

A few moments passed as Izuku calmed himself down, silently thanking Eri as Nezu continued to speak, "That's not the only reason I came down to visit you, of course, despite your accomplishments. I am also here to give you this." And with that, the dean handed off the clipboard to Izuku, gently placing Eri at his side, who now had taken the first place medal, and stared at it in wonder from how shiny it was.

"What's this?"

"Adoption papers, my boy." Nezu said bluntly that caused Izuku to shoot his head up in surprise, "It took some time and for UA's lawyers to get everything set up, but we were able to find a local physician that has a quirk that allows them to figure out the age of people or objects simply by looking at them, even know what their date of birth is. And thanks to them, we were able to get Eri's birthday, which allowed us to get the adoption papers prepared."

Izuku blinked as he looked down to see the birthdate the diminutive dean had mentioned, smiling at the date of "December 21st". His attention went back to the dean as Nezu stood proudly before him, hands behind his back, "I know you have your heart set out on this, Midoriya, but I will warn you that raising her will take up a lot of your time, and all the legal responsibilities will fall upon you should anything happen to her."

"Granted, you will not only have your mother, Toshinori, or your partner's to help you in this but also my full support in this endeavor, not only as of the dean of UA but also as King Noggle Mog the XIV." Nezu gently bowed to Izuku, who looked slightly flabbergasted at the reveal, but somewhere in the back of his mind, Izuku couldn't help but feel that he knew all along that Nezu was some kind of leader for the Moogles, given how they followed his directions and orders.

What caused his brain to go into overdrive was the question of why did Nezu look so much different than the other Moogles? Could it be because of his status as King? Or something else entirely?

Nezu lifted his head up, continuing in his explanation, "We will help Eri master her quirk here while you remain at UA, and further beyond that as well, considering it is by Her will that the residents of Moghome are to aid you in protecting Eri. Granted, even if She didn't, the child already won the hearts of my people rather quickly."

"That being said, this is the only time you can decline signing the papers, where Eri will become a resident of UA and be raised here, should you wish to remain focused on your dream and studies, of course."

Izuku kept staring at the dean, still, in slight shock, he was given such a choice, before looking down to Eri, who was now staring up at him, with a frightened look on her face. While Izuku knew that the small girl would be well cared for under the supervision of UA and the dean, he just couldn't stop thinking about all the horrible things that he witnessed happen to Eri.

Not only that, but he knew that he had the support of his girlfriends and his mother, and Toshinori. And even if he couldn't become the hero he dreamed about as a young boy all those years ago, Izuku knew he needed to be more than a hero for Eri.

He needed to be a father.

Izuku looked towards Krile, who had remained quiet and watching the entire conversation from the sidelines with an emotionless expression on her face, before looking back to Nezu, who remained as nonplussed as ever as his eyes slowly trailed down to the papers and forms before him, eyeing the written words of Eri with his family name behind it for but a moment, as Izuku took a pen that was attached to the clipboard.

"I'll have to work harder to become the hero I dreamed about as a kid, to be a hero that lets people know everything is going to be alright with just my smile. If I can't even do that for the little girl right beside me, then what kind of hero am I?" Izuku turned his head towards Eri, who was tearing up, and gasped when she saw his bright smile as Izuku turned back to the adoption papers and signed them where they were marked to be signed.

Once he was done, he handed the clipboard back to Nezu, smiling a little more than before as Izuku turned himself towards Eri, who still seemed a little shocked by all this, and looked up to the student beside her.

Izuku smiled brightly again, opening his arms slightly as he spoke gently, "Welcome to the family, Eri Midoriya."

It took another twenty minutes for the happy and joyous crying coming from both the small child and her new father to end.

Izuku sighed softly as he looked out the window from his seat within the limousine he was currently riding in, the thoughts of what transpired since he had signed the papers to legally have Eri as his daughter.

To say the response of his entire class, aside from Bakugo and Todoroki, at his return from the infirmary back to the dorms was a shock, to say the least. Considering how they all basically tackled him to the ground in one big dogpile while shouting out how worried they all were, which was incredibly odd for Izuku, given past experiences.

But then, this was UA, after all, and his classmates, even if they didn't know he was quirkless, still treated him like an actual human being.

Tenya had been chopping the air as he usually did to get his classmates to act "civilized". However, it rarely worked at times, such as when Denki and Sato pulled the Class President into the group dogpile. Eventually, everyone had removed themselves from Izuku as Eri had clung to her father, being able to escape the dogpile before Izuku fell down, only to crawl into it with the help of Tsuyu and Kyoka.

Izuku gave the news that Eri had been officially adopted, which caused more cheers to ring out from the other students to congratulate the blushing but smiling Eri. From there, the rest of the evening devolved into comradery and taking a well-deserved rest, given that they had the next week off of classes before resuming them on Monday, followed by internships the following week.

It was on Tuesday that the first of the significant changes for Eri would begin.

First off, Eri's room had been completed, with new furnishings provided by the university and decorations picked out by the girls of class 1-A. The pastel green room had been decorated with decals of tiny frogs and other animals, most of which were mythical in a sense, like unicorns and dragons. While there were also characters from the "Witchy Hazel" show strewn about, with bedsheets of a similar theme placed on her bed.

To say Eri was ecstatic was an understatement; giving Izuku a tour of her room, despite not knowing where everything was currently, was adorable, to say the least, from the onlookers watching in. However, it soon dawned on the small child that with her room now completed, she would be sleeping here instead of with Izuku, which made her begin to cry a little.

Thankfully, with the help of Inko and Izuku, she was calmed down and told that if she ever got scared, she could always go see her grandma or call for Izuku on a unique device that Mei had whipped up for her that acted like a linkpearl to call her father. Its range only went as far as the dorm building, so it wouldn't accidentally call him while he was out doing classes or anything. Still, Izuku had a feeling that Mei had put a few more interesting gadgets into the device, for which purpose he had no clue.

The first night had gone well, though Eri did have to call Izuku before her bedtime so that he could give her a good night kiss and read her another short story. The chosen story was a book suggested by Momo, and it was called "The Last Unicorn". They had gotten through the first couple of chapters before Eri had fallen asleep, and Izuku had returned to his own bedroom, crawling into his bed and passing out from all the excitement the day had brought.

It felt strangely emptier than usual.

The next day had a bit of an odd start, given that Momo had left significantly earlier in the morning to help her parents set up for the party the following evening, but something peculiar had happened.

Momo had sent a text to Izuku just after breakfast and requested that he come down to an address that she would provide to help prepare himself and Eri for the following evening and formally introduce the child to Momo's parents.

She had requested he come a day earlier for a fitting, and she had already sent a limousine to pick him up. When Izuku told the others about this, he noticed that they had strangely been more quiet than usual; even Tsuyu was acting a little odd before she returned to watching T.V. with Eri.

Once informing his mother, Inko had said she would contact the Yaoyorozu's later on to see when she and Eri needed to come the following day. It wasn't long until the honking of a horn could be heard from outside of the dorms. Half an hour later, Izuku was still unsure why Momo had asked for him to come alone a day earlier. Sure, a fitting was needed apparently, but why arrive not only a day before the event but also to an address that he hadn't the foggiest idea where it was going to lead him.

He watched the passing of buildings and people as they drove down the somewhat busy streets of Musutafu, his mind reeling from what laid ahead of him at this supposed place Momo was waiting for him, but also reminiscing of the events of sports festival and the odd sort of feeling he was missing something.

It was his fight with Shinsou that was currently perplexing him, given that while he wasn't able to control his body thanks to the brainwashing quirk, it had acted on its own and even shifted into a couple of his kits. He knew Fray had nothing to do with it, and even then, the aspect of Quinn had been quiet since. With no natural way of Izuku to call upon him, this was possibly something he would have to figure out on his own.

A sudden jolt of the vehicle stopping knocked Izuku out of his inner thoughts as he looked out of the window to gasp gently. As the door opened for him to climb out, Izuku took in the scenery of where he was brought.

Before the student was an actually relatively small building of sorts, with all the makings of a traditional Japanese onsen that he would have seen in travel brochures and the like. It was then Izuku noticed how isolated this all seemed to feel as he looked around him and saw that he was in the middle of a forested area!

… he really needed to stop zoning out when thinking deeply about things.

Looking back to the very traditional-looking building, Izuku's eyes widened as someone he hadn't expected to see stepped out of the entrance to the building in their usual calm and collected self, "R-Roland?"

"Good morning, Master Midoriya." The butler bowed to the young man, who in turn also bowed in greeting, "I trust your trip to 'Oasis' was no issue?"

Izuku blinked and tilted his head, confused by what Roland had called the building before looking off towards it, "O-Oasis?"

"Yes, the master and mistress use this as a 'home away from home' as it were, for when they wish to not be disturbed by the demands of the business world, as well as keeping the young mistress away from prying eyes when she was a child." Roland spoke as he shifted to his side and brought a hand out that directed Izuku to the main door, "Speaking of the young mistress, she is currently on her way from the main household as we speak and should arrive in the next hour or so. In the meantime, we shall use this moment to get your measurements for your outfit tomorrow evening."

"O-oh, there isn't need for that, Roland… I-I mean, it's great that it's been set up and all, but I still have my suit from before." Izuku said as the pair neared the entrance to Oasis; the butler stopped mid-step, almost causing Izuku to bump into him.

Roland turned around to face the student, his gaze stern but not threatening as he eyed Izuku for a moment. His gaze softened a little, and he smirked, "Permission to speak freely, Master Midoriya?"

"You know you can do so with me, Roland."

"Admittedly, I would agree with you; however, while this ball was originally planned as a celebration for the conclusion of the sports festival, this also is more of an 'engagement' party."

Something within Izuku's mind shattered like glass at the mere mention of the word that began with the letter 'e'. His face went pale as a ghost as he slowly moved his head towards the butler, whose gaze was mirthful with a smirk. In a shaking yet squeaking voice, Izuku slowly spoke, "E-e-e-e-engagement?!"

"Of course, young master. The engagement between you and young mistress Momo, considering you two are now lovers. With your more recent display of heroics at the sports festival, as well as what happened at the previous ball, you will have many eyes on you. Many young socialites will try to whisk you away with false promises to crawl up the social ladder, or besmirched former suitors of the young mistress will see this as a challenge of sorts."

Izuku, still frozen in his spot, kept staring up at the older man, still in complete shock and unable to speak as Roland gently patted his shoulder. Not in pity or anything, but to comfort the boy, as the elderly man knew that Izuku was still new to the world of "high society". He was already facing some of the more dubious tactics used within the social circles.

However, within Izuku's mind, the UA student was in a speedy thought process of who's, how's, what's and why's. But then the worried thoughts soon dissipated as the image of Momo popped up into his mind, standing at the far end of an aisle wearing the most beautiful wedding gown and ensemble he had ever seen. To only be followed up by Tsuyu, Mina, and Kyoka, who were all wearing just as gorgeous dresses themselves, though colored differently to match each woman's own tastes.

Though he was able to snap back into reality somewhat to enter the building, one thing crept into Izuku's thoughts:

Just what the hell else was the universe going to throw at him?

Momo gently sneezed, creating a small tissue to blow her nose before disposing it into a small waste compartment beside her seat within her private limousine. She sighed softly and leaned back to look out at the passing buildings while she had a small bag sitting on her lap.

The bag had a pinstripe pattern running vertically with pinks and whites as the name of "The Delicate Rose" logo pasted dead center of the bag. The heiress turned her gaze to the opening of the bag, smiling warmly as she held it a little firmer in her grasp, eager and anxious to make it towards her childhood home of Oasis, but also thankful for the help of the girls in coming with her to choose the very special garment hidden within the bag.

After all, what better way to reward her "knight in shining armor".