Well, that was a long wait!

Hello all, Grim here. I'm sorry for the very late chapter this time around, while I was able to get a new chapter of the Green Gaul right after chapter 56, a new temp job and general health pretty much made me unable to write.

Hopefully, you all will enjoy this chapter and look for the latest "Three Sides of the same coin" coming out soonish as well.

Reviews:

fallendemon248: your not the only one shocked how that went down tbh, and as for Momo? Well, you'll have to see, considering there are no soul crystals :O

ArashiNokitsune: Yep, it should be a fun little conversation, especially when Izuku and Deku talk again.

007: An interesting idea, but I haven't watched Moon knight, nor plan to tbh, but you are more than free to take a crack at writing it. Sorry, but I don't do challenges.

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to My Hero Academia and Final Fantasy XIV, they belong to their copyright holders.

Chapter 57

Eri's New Word

'I promise that I will come back for you.'

"No…"

'I love you too, Himiko…'

"NO!" Himiko shrieked loudly, her golden irises wide and slivered while darting around her room. Heavily sweating, Himiko pushed the luscious red bed covers off her body to cool off and her mind racing with so many questions.

'Where am I?'

'What happened?'

'Where's my Deku-kins?'

Her memories returned like a great ocean of information to attack her brain at that last thought. The three knocks on the door, seeing Deku– no, the stranger before her, the person wearing his face like she would when she activated her quirk. The retelling of what happened, how Deku wasn't around anymore yet continued to live within the stranger.

Everything else from that point onwards was just a blur to her, the two others that had come into her 'home', an offer of rest and recuperation back at someplace that had two letters for a name, time to think over what her plans were going to be from now on.

Himiko panted gently, catching her breath as she slowly looked around the room she was currently in; it honestly looked like something out of a really lavish and cheesy film set, where the extravagance of a grand hotel suite filled with so many beautiful things and ornaments that it honestly made Himiko feel a little queasy in her stomach.

That or it was the weird-ass food combination she had been having for the last few days.

Shifting her body slightly, turning and climbing out of the very soft bed, the young vampiress looked towards the opened door leading to the bathroom; seeing a small unused glass cup beside the sink, she delicately but slowly headed towards it.

Exhaling after downing her third class of cool water, Himiko now looked towards herself; the simple bra and panty combo she had worn since the previous day was all she was wearing as Himiko stared at herself, just wondering what she was going to do now.

A sudden knock from another door caught her off guard, and a feminine voice called out to her. As if on instinct alone, Himiko quickly moved behind the bathroom door. Her golden slitted eyes watched from the dark crevice between it and the door frame.

After a few more moments of knocking and calling out, the lock on the outside door went off with a 'click', and she could see two shadows appear on the floor.

Himiko continued to watch, her fingers cracking if she needed to strike and escape from wherever she was.

"She doesn't seem to be in here, Krile…" a soft voice from the newly opened door said aloud; it sounded so sweet and motherly to Himiko, but she knew that people could or would act innocently to get what they wanted.

She should know, given that's how she lured all her previous victims before she met Deku-kins.

"The poor girl wouldn't have been able to leave the room, so she's probably hiding." Another voice said it was also feminine but much older, "Granted, I told Nezu she should have been under watch for any complications in my infirmary."

Himiko's eyes tightened at that, 'No. No more hospitals. No more doctors trying to fix me!'

"Krile, please…" The other woman said gently, "While I agree she should have been under a medical watch, the dean had a point that she needed to be relaxed, especially with the explanation he and Izuku told us last night after she went to sleep."

'...Izuku?' Himiko thought to herself, her mind going over some more of her blurred memories of the previous night. She could remember feeling herself resting against something warm, with a heartbeat beating rapidly with their precious blood pumping through, sounding similar to how Deku-kin's was when they made–

The young blonde suddenly blushed heavily at the memory as she watched from her hiding place.

"Well, we don't have time for this." The woman named Krile spoke, walking into the room and revealing herself to Toga as she watched from the bathroom; the much smaller and frailer-looking woman merely huffed to herself as she looked around before the other woman came in behind her. This one, Himiko would notice, seemed to be holding a cooler of some sort; her vibrant green eyes and hair made her think back to the boy she had first seen at the sports festival, as well as the one to appear at her former abode the previous night, "I have students to look after what happened yesterday."

"I know you do, Krile… and I agree we should get back soon, but we cannot force her to do something she may not like." The more plump woman spoke, looking around the room as if trying to find Himiko, for which the young blond was surprised someone was actually thinking about what she may want.

Well, aside from Deku, that is.

Both women would turn their heads towards the creaking of the bathroom door, seeing golden irises from the crack between it and the door frame, slit-like that of an ordinary house cat curious about them. While Krile slowly frowned, the other woman smiled at the creeping Himiko, "Hello there, my name is Inko… you must be Himiko, yes?"

"Yea… that's me…." Himiko spoke with a hint of hesitation in her voice, slowly poking her head around the door and letting the messy bun of hair she often kept unravel from the angle from which she was watching the women.

'Inko' then slowly opened up the cooler she had held the entire time. Himiko watched her every move before her eyes went wide to see the blood pack currently in the woman's hands. Her golden irises went back to meet the emeralds of the slightly older woman, who was beaming another smile at her, "Izuku thought you'd need some blood this morning, considering he nor… um… I guess you called him 'Deku'? Anyway, he wasn't sure how long you went without some blood."

Himiko's eyes slowly drifted down to the blood bag once again, unconsciously licking her lips at the prospect of a beautiful and tasty meal, but her time with Deku also made her wary of 'free blood', so she looked towards the shorter of the pair, who had been silent this entire time, "... What's the catch?"

"No catch, honestly, I am only here this morning to check on your physical health, while this one–" The elder woman jutted her thumb towards Inko, who was now starting to blush, "Wanted to meet the girl that her son wished to help so vehemently, even after the ordeal he just went too."

"Krile!" Inko cried out, being outed by her senior, who merely huffed while Himiko stared at the more plump woman with her eyes wide and full of wonder.

"Regardless, he even donated that pint of blood while you slept in here last night; now let's move on; I have students in my infirmary that need healing," Krile said as she went beside the bed, looking expectantly at Himiko, who merely squinted her eyes at the older woman.

However, her golden cat-like eyes slowly traveled towards Inko, who looked exhausted already with Krile's own antics, before holding out the blood bag with a smile. Within Himiko's mind, she remembered how Deku would often talk highly of his mother, the one person (outside of her, of course, she was his Himiko, after all) Deku could trust the most.

So, slowly moving from out behind the bathroom door, Himiko Toga took her first step towards the mother of her Deku-kins, something she would later remember as one of the best decisions.

"So, let me get this straight…." Kaminari spoke, his hands in front of him as he looked upon Izuku sitting across from him at the dinner table, where the majority of the class stood behind or around him, "You're quirkless, have been this entire time."

"Y-yea…" Izuku said, feeling the eyes of everyone on the opposite side staring at him; at least in his own mind, they were judging him. Thankfully, he could feel the reassuring hands of Mina, Kyoka, and Tsu resting on his shoulders or leg as Eri was snuggling close to him on his lap and gently snoozing against him.

"And your powers were given to you by some goddess?"

"Um… no, well, I mean… kinda?" Izuku chuckled softly, not being too loud to stir Eri awake, "One of her champions or 'children' gave me the abilities I have; they just didn't awaken until about a year ago."

"Right, the sludge villain incident where you used your Paladin kit thing, yea?" Sero spoke up, his arms crossed over his arms where some bandages were wrapped around his elbows. In fact, outside of Eri, everyone seemed to be sporting bandages either wrapped around their limbs or their heads.

"Pretty much…"

"And your strength outside of being in a kit?" asked Shoji, his masked face hiding his emotions well, but there was curiosity in his gaze even then.

"T-that was because of my training before UA, after the sludge villain… I um…" Izuku began to speak, only to feel a hand on top of his head and petting him, looking over to see Tsu giving him a smile (or at least, a smile he would see considering), "I built up my endurance and strength when I cleaned up Dagobah beach."

"Hold up, you cleaned that dump up?! By yourself?!" Kirishima spoke up, his mouth agape as many others did before the red-headed man was about to shout his catchphrase, being given the stink eye from Mina to keep it quiet, "That's so manly, Midori-bro!"

"Indeed, I also heard the stories of the illegal dumping ground of the beach before coming to UA and the mysterious youth that had cleaned it up as if overnight." Iida spoke up, a determined look on his face, "While the timeframe was exaggerated, I must commend you for taking the initiative, Midoriya."

Izuku chuckled gently, nodding his head, "Thanks, Iida, Kirishima… and everyone. I still feel bad about not being able to fully tell all of you everything, but I had to keep it a secret for obvious reasons."

"I mean, it does explain how bonkers your powers are." Kaminari chuckled, leaning on the table now, "Especially with everything since school started."

"True, and speaking of such revelry." Tokoyami spoke, with Dark Shadow leaning on his shoulder, watching the 'bright' boy warily now, "The person we came into contact with during the exercise yesterday, 'Deku', he is the darkness within your heart?"

Everyone would have sighed and shaken their head at the wording provided by the bird-headed boy, but they knew that it was a relatively accurate assessment of the doppelganger.

Izuku merely nodded, rubbing the top of Eri's head, "Yes, and what you described basically sums it up. Deku is basically all the negative feelings or memories I had pushed down deep within me made manifest due to the powers of the 'Dark Knight' kit."

"H-He's not evil!" The green-haired boy suddenly spoke up, accidentally nudging Eri awake, "It's just that he's me, but just doesn't suppress anything, emotions or actions."

"And of the creature that spawned from him?" Tokoyami continued to press on, a few of the others wincing at the memory of the wolf-like creature gobbling up both Deku and Izuku still fresh in their memory.

"T-that… I don't know what it was truly… but Deku had gone to a place where a lot of horrible things happened and drew all the negative thoughts and memories from around the area into himself; when Momo started to berate Deku, it felt like he wouldn't go through with its plan of revenge, so it made its move."

"So, that begs the question." Toru spoke up now, a bandage floating in the air above her shirt where she could be 'seen' cuddling against Yuga, "Is Deku going to come back? And if he does, is he just going to attack us?"

The question hung in the air for a few moments, everyone getting nervous at the prospect of a version of Izuku that could easily wipe them off the face of the earth. A ribbit from Tsu caught everyone's attention as she looked at everyone and then to her lover, "I don't think we have to worry about him, kero."

"Really? What makes you so sure, Tsu?" Ochako asked with parts of her face covered in small bandages from cuts she had gotten during the fight.

"While he may be a bit 'darker' than Izuku, it's still him, and whatever that creature was had obviously influenced him, Kero. Even if it was driving his rage, Deku didn't attack anyone during any of the training exercises before Izuku took his turn, and while he did belittle us, there was some truth in his allegations, given the information provided to us."

Everyone grew quiet at the mention of what the darker aspect of the green-haired boy had said, until Kaminari, as usual, let his mouth do the talking before thinking it over, "You mean the stuff about Valentine's day and that?"

Everyone winced when a tongue and pair of jacks attacked the boy, who cried out in pain from the barrage. Mina hugged Izuku's head tightly in her arms and chest, causing the boy to blush and muffle out a yelp in surprise. Eri, watching the carnage giggled at the silliness of one of her mama's and her papa, ignoring the beatdown of her 'Uncle 'Mari'.

"Kaminari's lack of tact aside." Sato spoke up while the blonde electric quirk user was trying to fend off the jacks, still zapping him with every poke, "I'm going to assume it wasn't just that particular day or that specific example. And if you don't want to talk about it, we understand."

The other's all nodded their head, knowing full well it would be a difficult subject to approach, many of Izuku's peers knowing full well how cruel school could be for those that were different, given mutations and the like, and that the general feelings of those who were quirkless were not well looked upon even moreso.

Izuku merely kept looking down to Eri, after having freed himself from Mina's grasp, gently petting the 'unicorn's' head as she snuggled back into him, hoping her hugs would comfort him, "T-thanks, Sato, and y-yea… it's still hard to talk about, but I am getting help thanks to UA… heck; I'd probably still be a nervous wreck had it not been thanks to Momo and the others, plus Hound Dog once school started."

"Speaking of, and not going to pry too much…" Sero spoke before Mineta finally rose his head above the table surface to be noticed.

"I WILL! WHAT THE HECK, MIDOR-urk!" Only to be shut down with a chop to the back of the head by both Shoji and Sato.

"Thank you, but in all seriousness, what's the deal with you and the girls? Like, I never expected you to get a harem." Sero said with his usual grin, arms crossed still while Izuku choked when the word 'harem' was said.

"It's not a harem, kero; it's a polyamorous relationship." Tsu spoke up, taking Eri into her arms as Kyoka and Mina tried to help Izuku catch his breath with back rubs, and the pink woman rushed to get some water, "Basically, Izuku, myself, Kyoka, Mina, and Momo are together, and date one another, not just Izuku dating each of us."

"Oooh, like, if you and Midoriya go out on a date, then Ashido and Jiro can go out, and Yaoyorozu can watch Eri!" Kaminari said with a bright smile like he had solved the greatest mystery in the world.

"Holy crap, he got it on the first try. Way to go, Jamming Whey." Kyoka said with a smug smirk, causing the blonde boy to slam his head against the table, causing everyone to laugh and giggle. Everyone except for Eri, who looked in deep thought, which Tsu immediately noticed.

"Kero, what's on your mind, Eri?"

"What's a 'harem', Mama Tsu?" asked the child innocently, tilting her head as everyone now took a big breath in, Izuku growing pale and choking again, while Tsu, goddess bless her, just looked Eri straight in the eye.

"It's a word you'll learn when you're a little older, kero."

"Oh, ok!" The small child beamed a bright smile, making everyone exhale the held breath, Mina having come back with the glass of water and Izuku thanking her before gulping it down. Eri, however, went deep in thought again before looking up to the froggy girl, "Is it like one of the bad words I was told not to say?"

Everyone froze at that; Izuku held the cup up to his lips but had stopped drinking as Mina slowly came beside Tsu and their 'daughter', "Eri… sweetie… what do you mean 'like one of the bad words you were told not to say'?"

"Oh! Like when Uncle Kacchan said 'fuck'!"

Water went everywhere as Izuku blasted it from between his lips, mainly catching everyone across the table in the 'splash zone' while the green-haired boy again began to choke.

Not only from the fact that Eri, his sweet angelic unicorn, had uttered a very vulgar curse word, but also the fact she referred to Bakugo as 'Uncle Kacchan'.

Now, Izuku knew that Bakugo's personality had much to be desired; in fact, he knew that ALL too well, but somehow, Eri had seemingly learned that the explosive blonde was someone she could trust.

A sizzling sound and putrid stench caught Izuku's attention, and everyone else with the green-haired boy quickly got up from his chair, "Mina! Your acid!"

His voice seemed to knock Mina back to her own senses, quickly holding her hands together and cupping the acid that had formed from her hands as she raced outside to dispose of the liquid, with everyone else getting the supplies and cleaning tools needed to take care of the mess on the floor.

From the sidelines (as well as having moved out of the way when the sizzling could be heard), Tsu turned her attention to Eri, gently sniffling, "Kero, what's wrong, Eri?"

"I made Mama Mina make a mess…."

Eri continued to sniffle as Tsu gently rocked her back and forth in her arms, offering the small child tiny ribbits to help calm her down, "It wasn't your fault, Eri, kero… You surprised her and us with that 'word', so don't repeat it, ok?"

Eri gently nodded, hugging Tsu more and holding herself tightly to her froggy mother, all the while, Tsu watched as the rest of the class and a returning Mina began to take care of the "spill", the frog girl very glad that the class was now focused on something other than the word Eri picked up, but also happy that Momo was talking with the dean currently, or else Bakugo would be a very dead man.

Momo fidgeted in the seat she was sitting on, rubbing her fingers together nervously as she could feel the dean's gaze and two of her teachers staring hard at her. She wasn't shocked to see Aizawa there, given he was there during the confrontation, but when she came into the office and saw Hound Dog standing beside the pair, she knew something was up.

"Now, I don't think we need to explain how illogical it was for you to rush towards the creature swinging an unfamiliar weapon." Aizawa was the first to speak up, his arms crossed over his chest as he kept staring at his student, "Yaoyorozu, you are one of the smartest people in my class. I'd expect this behavior from a few others, including the problem child, but never you."

Momo silently hung her head, solemnly nodding in agreement to her teacher's words, not noticing that he had stopped speaking with a raised hand from Nezu.

"Be that as it may, " Nezu spoke now, causing Momo to raise her head, "I believe something else was at work here, considering the other accounts from your peers and partners who were with you before your sudden attack and declaration." Nezu was smirking as the young heiress blushed deeply, remembering her shout of wanting her Izuku back, "Tell me, Ms. Yaoyorozu, up until you picked up the greatsword, what happened? In your own words."

Silence soon fell upon the room, with Momo looking between all three men before looking down at her hands. For a little more time, she remained deep in thought with some worry painted on her face before she finally began to speak once more, "T-to be honest, it sounds a little crazy…."

"Well, it's a good thing we are all crazy here." Nezu quipped with a big smile when everyone looked at him, "If you think about it, many in heroics are crazy to a certain degree considering our occupations, but do please continue."

Momo nodded, letting that fact sink in as she continued, "I was watching everything unfold, how you and the other teachers were trying to devise a plan to subdue the creature that had… taken… Midoriya."

"It was then I heard a voice."

"A voice?" interrupted Hound Dog with a soft growl to his tone; Momo nodded her head to the question as she sat more straight.

"Y-Yes, a voice… at first it was indistinguishable, but it started to sound like me as it spoke."

That had caused both teachers to look at one another; while Aizawa's facial expression was more subtle, there was a clear sense of worry for his student within his gaze when he met his more emotionally charged Dog-quirked co-worker of his. Nezu, on the other hand, continued to listen with as little movement as possible, "And what did that voice tell you?"

"It's… a little embarrassing…." the young woman said, blushing heavily and shifting her weight in the chair slightly, "But what it boiled down to was that, as a heroine in training, often I'm getting saved… either by Midoriya or one of the teachers."

"Problem Child aside, you are still a first-year heroics student; it makes sense that you shouldn't be engaging with villains yet with everything that's happened," Aizawa said, clearly not liking where this conversation was heading.

"I know that, sir. But I am supposed to be training to be a hero!" Momo started to speak a little louder, causing the two teachers present to flinch a little from the sudden outburst as she continued, "My dream was to help people! To use my quirk for the good of everyone and protect them! I get that I will need help in the future; I'm perfectly fine with that; what I am finding as of late, though is how utterly useless I have been!"

With her hand raised up, Momo began to lift a finger up for every point she made, "I was saved by Izuku twice before even starting my tenure here at UA, then there was the USJ where I was saved by a Moogle, and then watched as Izuku nearly fought and died to the Nomu, the sports festival merely showed off that I am a pretty face which got the attention of Uwabami, who used my internship along with Kendo's as free labor for her commercial's, not even going out once for a patrol and seemingly uncaring for the Hosu incident as she was the only one if I recall that refused to aid the search and rescue due to a damn photoshoot that had been scheduled."

Momo's raised hand curled into a fist, slamming it down on the arm of the chair she was in, shocking both teachers from the sudden rage as her face contorted to match her mood, "I am here to be a hero! Not another 'damsel in distress' nor another 'pretty face' to use in either someone's plans or disregarding my very self-worth. I will sacrifice everything I am and have to see the smiles upon my lover's faces."

The young woman painted heavily for a few moments, her fist tight on the arm of the chair before suddenly snapping out of her rage, quickly looking around at the shocked faces of both Hound Dog and Aizawa, making Momo embarrassed and mutter out an 'excuse me' as she sat straight once again.

"It's perfectly alright, Ms. Yaoyorozu." Nezu spoke up, leaning in his chair, "Your feelings and comments have been noted, and while I cannot outright punish you for your actions, as they were indeed heroic, you will be reprimanded regardless."

Nezu brought his paws together, his smile barely there as he spoke, "It is clear that you have some mental insecurities and problems that should be addressed as soon as possible to better help you become an even better heroine than you already are." The shocked eyes of Momo made the tiny Moogle King smile more, "So, I would suggest seeking sessions with our good friend Hound Dog here."

Momo looked towards the counselor, nodding his head as he gave a low growl, though in a non-threatening way, "It's clear you have some frustrations and self-image issues that I would like to help you overcome if you wish to, I'm sure the dean is only offering this option upon your own discretion."

"Y-yes, and honestly, with the way you have helped Izu-Midoriya with his sessions, it would be foolish of me to turn down such an offer." Momo gently bowed her head to the dog-like man, who merely chuckled.

"I'll be honest with you; I think people other than myself have helped that boy more than me."

Momo giggled gently, clearly understanding what the more prominent male was talking about. Only to be interrupted by a clearing of a throat by Nezu, "Furthermore, after consulting with Aizawa before you came here today, while it is true that your internship was not the most ideal, we have come to a decision regarding that."

Aizawa grunted as he pushed himself off the wall he had been relaxing against, his tired eyes staring straight at his student's onyx colored ones, "In three weeks, some UA students and a few select VIPs will be attending a special conference at I-Island. You will be assisting me with protecting the students and VIPs with a few other classmates I will discuss this with."

While he was clearly hiding his true intentions, Momo's eyes widened in shock and utter enjoyment of such a thing, as she already knew Izuku was one of those students mentioned, but the fact that she was chosen for this mission gave her the feeling that she was actually doing something meaningful and very heroic.

"I accept! I won't let you down, sir!" the heiress stood up from her chair, clearly excited for the role she would take.

"Excellent, now I suggest you and Hound Dog set up a schedule for your sessions with him back in his office. And do not worry about the incident yesterday anymore; all water under the bridge." Nezu said with a chirper tone of voice, getting another bright smile and nod from Momo before she and Hound Dog left the office.

Once the door was closed, and after a few moments to make sure that both student and counselor were not in earshot, the dean of UA let out a loud cackle, the echoing reverbing off the walls as Aizawa looked more tired, turning towards his laughing employer, "What's so funny now?"

Nezu took a few moments to calm himself down, wiping away the tear from his eyes as he leaned back in his chair, turning it to face Aizawa, "Not so much funny, but more overjoyed with the way things are progressing!"

"Progressing? Your making this sound like you planned what happened yesterday all along."

"Oh no, trust me, I was just as shocked and horrified at the reappearance of the 'Shadowkeeper'; that wasn't in my plans at all." Nezu said as he reached below his desk for a teapot and cup, "But the outcome helped out more than even I anticipated!"

Aizawa stared at the small dean, now pouring himself a cup of his favorite liquid, squinting his eyes at him, "... What are you up to? And what do you mean 'reappearance'?"

"The start of phase two of my end goals, something I have been working and waiting for nearly two hundred years, my dear Shouta." Nezu took a sip of his tea, ignoring the second question as a knock on the door caught their attention, "Come in!"

Opening the door was Krile, holding a clipboard and looking more miffed than anything as she slammed the door behind her, almost making Aizawa flinch, but Nezu just remained still, sipping his tea, "Ah, good… How are things, Krile?"

"Don't you start! I already had to put up with Inko's antics today, and I don't need yours!" The elderly woman spat venomously at Nezu before turning her gaze and ire towards Aizawa, "And you! I thought you were teaching those kids not to engage monsters or those far stronger than themselves at their current skill level!"

"It's the real world; they should face-" "the unknown challenges that will be tossed at them, I know your entire spiel, you dolt! I don't need students in critical care with nearly every heroics class of yours!" Krile interrupted and waved her cane threateningly at the ever-tired teacher.

While true the students getting hurt during training was going to happen, the frequency of how many of them were in critical care as of late was something he was not happy with.

Usually, it was Midoriya, but that was beside the point.

"And how is their recovery? I know they looked and were treated during the skirmish, but I hadn't realized many were in that dire of need." Nezu asked after placing the teacup back on the saucer.

"Aside from broken arms and scrapes, most have already recovered; Bakugo is currently still in the infirmary due to some lingering pain in his back that I want to keep an eye on for another night."

"His injury aside, what about our latest 'arrival'? I hope she wasn't as much of a handful as when we brought her back." Nezu said with his paws resting against one another in front of him.

Krile merely huffed, pulling out the clipboard and tossing it onto his desk, "It seems like the girl's quirk has had some dire health and mental effects on her, given what the boy told us last night as well as overhearing her conversation with Inko, her aether count is very low, so low in fact I'm shocked she hasn't succumbed to it yet."

"I see… her willpower must be that strong to survive this long." Nezu said, flipping over the medical report before suddenly stopping on a particular page, raising an eyebrow as he looked to the older Lalafell, "This last bit? Are you sure?"

Krile sighed heavily, looking like she needed a drink of something strong, "I'll need another week or so before I confirm it, but if it comes back positive, that boy is going to be in a world of hurt with my cane up the backside of his head."

"What are you talking about?" Aizawa asked, frowning gently as Nezu offered the clipboard to him. The underground hero took the item and began to quickly scan it.

He blinked and then looked again.

Slowly bringing the clipboard down, Aizawa could feel the headache already starting to form; looking to the head nurse of UA, "Are you sure of this assumption?"

"Trust me, it wasn't that hard to notice given how little aether I could sense within her, and before you ask, the only person she has been with in the last few weeks was your problem child's dark half. And the way she was gushing about him to my assistant, his very own mother, it's clear what happened if she comes back positive in a few weeks."

Aizawa dropped the clipboard back onto the desk; looking at Nezu with the most deadpanned and serious look he gave the small furball, "I quit."

Nezu simply smiled at him, cackling once again, "Denied!"