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Neroblaze11: Concerning Kevin and Michael Morningstar I won't say but they might be showing up sooner than you would think.

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Guess: Alright your review was long which I like! But I'm also pretty lazy when writing it down and thanks I'll explore more and take my time with it. Though this chapter doesn't really have to do anything with Bakugou.

Sorry for the late chapter, but as I said before that I might take a week or month break so chapters may becoming slower. To those whose wondering I'll probably get to the final Exams in not sure honestly... I'll have to finish this arc than get back to school before basically things go back to normal exams are announced and then one more arc that will have stakes! And for those who care it's about it's about May in the story.

Oh and sorry for the long chapter I might have written more than I expected sorry I'll try to make them shorter or break them apart.

"Eh?"

"EHHH?!" Izuku's face erupted into a deep red blush, his heart racing as a whirlwind of possibilities flooded his mind.

'W-Wait, why did she kiss me? She wants me to meet her during the festival's fireworks show?!' Panic surged through him as his heart pounded and his stomach twisted in knots.

He cupped his chin, trying to rationalize everything. 'Okay, Izuku, let's break this down. Toru confessed... I think... then she kissed me on the cheek and said to meet her during the festival. So that can only mean one thing...' His face grew even hotter, steam practically rising from his head.

Just then, Ochako rounded the corner, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Hey, Dekiru-Woah?! What's up?" she asked, noticing his flustered expression.

"Uh, I-" His stammering only made things worse, each word tangled in his throat.

"You look really red! Did something happen?" Ochako stepped closer, concern mingling with a hint of anxiety in her voice.

"I-it's nothing! Really!" he blurted out, his voice cracking and only deepening his embarrassment. Before she could ask anything else, he suddenly bolted away, heart racing.

"Wait, Dekiru!" Ochako called, but he was already too far ahead. She looked down, her mind swirling with confusion.

'What's going on with him? Why did he run off like that? He looked so flustered... Did Toru do something? She seemed just as embarrassed...' Ochako's cheeks flushed as she pondered the unexpected turn of events, her own heart skipping a beat at the thought.

As Ochako walked away, her mind drifted back to the time Ghostfreak possessed her. She remembered how Izuku had to sacrifice himself to save her and everyone else. Even though he managed to fight back and win, anxiety crept in.

'I... I almost lost him... I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye... I could've lost him...' Tears threatened to spill from the corners of her eyes.

'I promised myself I would suppress these feelings... Ignore the pounding in my chest... Graduate from UA, sign with a good agency, become a pro, and provide for my family...' Her thoughts lingered on Izuku, the boy who filled her mind.

'But now... I still want to do all that, yet I can't stop thinking about him... I know I- She closed her eyes, her cheeks burning, unable to finish the thought.

'I want to help him. He's always helping others... And I... I want to tell him how I feel...' Ochako reflected, the weight of her emotions heavy in her heart.

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Izuku retreated back to his resort room and plopped down on his bed, letting out a heavy sigh. He turned onto his side, then onto his back, restless as memories flooded in.

"I love you, idiot!" Past Toru had blurted out just as he was marching toward Ghostfreak. His face turned bright red.

'Things were absolutely crazy! M-Maybe I overheard! Y-Yeah, that must be it!' He shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the thought.

'But... He paused, turning onto his other side, recalling how he really got to know Toru when he saved her from being trampled during the media frenzy.

'We started hanging out a lot after that... His cheeks heated as he remembered the times they laughed together, her smile lighting up the room. 'Her laugh is so cute... He buried his face in his pillow, overwhelmed by the warmth spreading across his cheeks.

'And that kiss on the cheek... It felt electric, a moment he replayed in his mind.

'And she even came with me to that whole knight and dragon thing.' A small smile crossed his lips as he thought of their adventure with Kyouka and Kaminari.

'She was the first person to find out about the Omnitrix. She didn't judge me; she kept it to herself...'

'Her determination is incredible. Her quirk might not be combat-oriented or powerful, but she never gives up. Striving for UA is so admirable... And the fact she's going strong is incredible'

'I love how she supports me. My heart pounds whenever she cheers me on. I feel like I can take on anything with her by my side.

'But I don't really know much about her... He turned onto his side again, pulling the blanket closer, his heart racing as more memories of her flooded his mind unwavering spirit, the way she always believed in him.

'Though I'd really like to know her better.' His thoughts drifted to the moment she asked him to meet during the fireworks display.

Izuku lay on his bed, heart racing as anxious thoughts spiraled in his mind. 'M-Maybe she wants me to meet her at the festival to let me down gently... Yeah, that makes sense... She doesn't want to hurt my feelings, thinking I had my hopes up when she confessed, and now she's going to let me down... Yep, that makes total sense!' He buried his face in his pillow, squeezing it tightly.

'I mean, who would actually like...' His voice trailed off as doubt crept in. Just then, images of Momo and Itsuka flashed in his mind, reminding him that two equally incredible girls had actually expressed their feelings for him.

'Ah, man...' His face flushed bright red, and he hugged his pillow tighter, feeling overwhelmed. 'I can barely handle the idea of one girl liking me... How am I supposed to feel about three?' He rolled onto his side, pulling the blanket up over his head, wishing he could hide from the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside him.

Izuku drifted into thoughts of Itsuka and what she had said.

'Why on Earth would an amazing girl like her even like me...' he pondered, his heart racing.

He could almost hear her voice: "You were this nervous, stuttering mess, unable to talk to me without getting flustered... But despite that, you never backed down. You didn't let that hold you back. You were probably more scared than anyone, but you kept striving forward. That's what I think is amazing about you."

As the memory replayed in his mind, his face flushed deeper. The way she spoke about him, her admiration shining through, made his heart pound.

"Not just physically, I mean... When you fall or think you're in over your head, or you feel like you can't do something, I-I wanna be there for you, even at your lowest moments. I want to remind you that you can," Itsuka had said, rubbing her thigh nervously while holding a bag from Jedi Heroics Brew.

The sincerity in her words wrapped around him like a warm blanket. 'She really wants to support me...'

"Even if we're not a couple... or if you don't have feelings for me or whatever, I just want to be there for you." The way she clutched her chest, and the vulnerability in her expression stung him to think about her fears.

"I'm not one to bottle up my feelings, or anything like that, so I know I already said this, but I really, really like you, Izuku Midoriya!" Itsuka had exclaimed, her enthusiasm infectious.

As he recalled her confession, Izuku's face turned so red he felt like a tomato.

'She really likes me...' The thought sent his heart racing, a mix of joy and disbelief coursing through him.

' How can someone so incredible feel that way about me?' He hugged his pillow tighter, feeling overwhelmed yet uplifted by her words, his mind a whirlwind of emotions.

'I... I never thought someone would feel that about me...' Izuku thought while lying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. His heart raced as Momo's voice echoed in his mind.

"I've been squandering my potential and my Quirk," Momo continued, her voice filled with determination. "Ghostfreak used your strategies and ideas to defeat the others. I don't want that to happen again. I want to stand by you, fight beside you as an equal."

Izuku felt warmth spread through him as he recalled her pleading gaze. 'She really wants to be by my side...'

"Please, help me improve. I know I'll never be as strong as you, but I want to be as creative. I want to be a better hero who can fight alongside you and have your back. I don't want you to give up your life every time we're in a tough situation. Giving your life should be the last resort. As a hero, you should make sure everyone is safe, including yourself."

Her words flooded his mind, and he could almost feel her presence beside him. 'Does she really care about me that much?'

"I know being a Hero means risking our lives, but that doesn't mean you can just throw away your life like it's worthless. Like it has no meaning unless you sacrifice yourself to save someone."

"Do you know how it would make us feel if you just died?" Momo asked, her voice cracking. Izuku felt a tight knot in his stomach. What would that mean for everyone?

"Momo..." he muttered, his heart pounding as he squeezed his pillow tighter.

Izuku looked down, their foreheads still pressed together in his memory. Momo continued, "Dying or completely sacrificing yourself isn't the only way to save someone. You're smart; find a better solution instead of recklessly throwing away your life."

'That's the first time someone got mad at me for sacrificing my life...' he thought, feeling both guilty and appreciative of her concern.

"How do you think I would feel...?" Momo's voice trembled. "One of the first real friends I've made, the stupid guy who stole my first kiss, who makes me want to be a better hero, the selfless idiot who makes me want to throw caution to the wind... How do you think I would feel if the guy I'm in love with just ended up dying because he didn't think his life mattered?"

'She really cares about me...' Izuku thought, his heart fluttering in his chest.' I didn't realize I meant that much to her...'

His eyes widened in shock, his face inches from Momo's in the memory. He felt a surge of warmth and tightened his grip on the pillow, fingers digging into the fabric as he leaned back against the bed.

"W-What...? You're in...?" Izuku stuttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Momo's eyes locked onto his, filled with conviction. "Izuku, I just kissed you. I don't know how obvious it is, but I'm in love with you. I fell in love with Izuku Midoriya, not some worthless, useless Deku. You mean a lot to me..."

'She really likes me... me! Out of all people...' Izuku thought, feeling disbelief mixed with a blossoming hope. His heart raced, and he pulled the blanket tighter around him.

Izuku felt a tightness in his chest as he thought back to the moment.

"She didn't care that I was about to give the Omnitrix away... She wasn't focused on the fact a villain would get the Omnitrix, or One For All, or any of it. No, she was more concerned about me...me... why?" Tears prickled at the corners of his eyes.

Why me? I'm not that smart... my looks are painfully average... and my self-esteem is so low that it's hard to believe anyone could care about me. His mind swirled with doubt. Maybe they're just confused... maybe they got the wrong idea...

He snorted to himself, trying to push the thoughts away. Who would actually care for someone like me? Some lame Deku?

Yet his heart wouldn't stop racing, and his face burned with a blush he couldn't shake." Come on, Izuku, don't start falling for your classmates... we're just friends, right? I-I don't even know that I..." Izuku said, his face turning red.

But no matter how much he wanted to deny it, he couldn't argue with the confessions from Itsuka and Momo. They were sincere, and he knew it deep down.

He gripped his head, trying to block out the flood of emotions.

" I'm not supposed to feel this way... all the insults, all the people who said no one would ever love me... they can't be wrong, can they?" He whispered to himself as a bitter voice echoed in his mind.

' It's not like I'm special.'

'Why would they love someone so plain, so weak?'

But at the same time, a softer, gentler voice whispered from deep within him. Maybe... maybe the things my old classmates said about me weren't true after all...

His heart fluttered.' Maybe... even a useless, quirkless Deku isn't worthless. Maybe... someone could like me...for me.'

For a brief moment, he felt like he was floating, his face reddening as the thought crossed his mind.

'What if... I'm more than they said I was? Maybe... The old me wasn't as worthless as I thought.' He thought to himself.

There was a flicker of hope, warm and fragile, like a small light in the darkness. But then, like always, doubt crept back in.

'No... they don't know I wasn't really quirkless. They don't know the truth-that I received my powers. If they did, they'd realize they don't really feel that way about me. It's just because of my power... that must be the reason.' Izuku thought to himself.

His vision blurred as tears welled up, the fleeting sense of worth slipping away. He wiped at his eyes, the feeling of being grounded returning.

"Yeah... it has to be because of my power..."He whispered to himself.

"Yeah... Without the Omnitrix and One For All, I'm just the useless Deku... No girl would actually fall for him," Izuku thought, his eyes closed as he leaned his head back against the wall.

As his thoughts wandered, the familiar faces of his classmates flashed in his mind. Tsuyu's rare, soft smile made his heart skip a beat, her quiet presence somehow always calming him. Then Yui, whose rare expressions held a depth he admired, and thinking of her made his chest tighten.

Ochako's warm brown eyes came next, accompanied by that bright, comforting smile of hers that always seemed to chase his worries away. He could feel his cheeks heat up at the memory of her laugh, the way it made him feel lighter, like maybe everything would be okay.

Then there was Itsuka-strong, fierce Itsuka. The memory of their sparring sessions made his face burn. Her fiery determination, the way she pushed him to be better, left him feeling breathless every time. She was incredible.

Momo's gentle, elegant smile entered his thoughts, and his heart pounded. Her kindness, her intelligence, the way she always looked out for others-he couldn't help but admire her. Every time she was near, he felt both in awe and unworthy of her attention.

Toru's and Mina's playful teasing echoed in his mind, their optimism and energy infectious, bringing a grin to his face even now. Toru's invisibility somehow made her more bold and carefree, while Mina's bright personality lit up every room she was in. They made his heart flutter in ways he didn't fully understand.

Then there was Setsuna-her nerdy love for dinosaurs never failed to make him smile. It was one of the things that made her unique, and that quirkiness stirred something in him. Kyouka came next, the way she'd twirl her jacks when she was nervous or thinking hard. He found it cute, and the memory made his stomach do a little flip.

Despite feeling self-conscious, Izuku couldn't help but smile. All these incredible girls... they made him feel things he hadn't allowed himself to consider.

And for just a moment, that floating feeling returned, as if his heart was lighter, lifted by the thought that maybe-just maybe-he wasn't as worthless as he believed.

But before he could dwell on it, his eyes shot open, a chill running through him. Floating above him was a woman-fair-skinned and beautiful, with a small mole below her bottom lip, just off to the right.

Her sharp, intelligent eyes reminded him of Momo, and her dark, straight hair fell to her shoulders, with a clump of bangs resting above her forehead. She had a curvaceous, well-built figure, her presence commanding yet comforting.

"N-Nana Shimura?!" Izuku stammered, barely able to believe his eyes.

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The bustling streets of Kobeoshi City were filled with a growing crowd, voices rising in protest as they waved signs and banners. The sound of chants echoed through the city square, a mixture of frustration and anger filling the air. In the midst of the scene, a news crew stood poised, capturing the chaotic atmosphere.

The camera zoomed in on a sharp-eyed reporter, her expression tense as she raised the microphone to her lips, her voice carrying over the noise.

"This is Erika Matsumoto, reporting live from Kobeoshi City, where protests against the Kyosei Hero Agency have reached a boiling point. Hundreds of citizens have gathered here today, expressing their outrage over the numerous Hero Agencies that have been vandalized since the atrocities at Seijaku Gakuen Academy were revealed."

"Protect the kids, not your pockets!"

"How many kids suffered while you counted your money?"

"Real heroes protect kids, not their wallets!"

"Many of the protesters are angry parents who are painfully aware of their children's suffering at the hands of the faculty and pro heroes. These heroes turned a blind eye to suicide attempts, prioritizing their financial gain from the corrupt dealings of Seijaku Gakuen Academy over the well-being of students." Erika said.

The camera panned over to the Shieldhorn Agency, currently under attack by citizens.

"We're live at the Shieldhorn Agency with the 74th-ranked Pro Hero, IronHorn!" Erika announced.

The Shieldhorn Agency resembled a modern fortress featuring reinforced stone and steel walls that conveyed an unyielding, protective presence. Towering statues of bulls holding shields flanked the entrance, while a large crest-a shield adorned with a bull's head-sat above the main archway. The sleek, polished stone exterior and high, guarded windows made the agency feel both secure and imposing, a true symbol of strength and defense.

In the center stood the bull-man himself, a towering figure in his 30s. His upper body was unmistakably bull-like, with muscular arms folded across his chest, while his lower half was distinctly human. His intense red eyes glowed beneath a heavy brow, radiating power and authority.

"Everyone, I need you to leave now! Please do not turn this protest into a riot!" IronHorn shouted to the angry mob.

Just then, he dodged a bottle that whizzed past his head and shattered against the wall behind him.

"IronHorn, you bastard! How dare you! We know you were working with Gale Strike! He was your best friend-hell, you were seen with him just months ago, drinking beer!" a protestor shouted angrily.

IronHorn looked frustrated. "I didn't know Hajime- I mean, Gale Strike-had taken money to cover up Seijaku's bribery scheme! I'm as shocked as the rest of you!"

Suddenly, the sound of sirens pierced through the noise. A line of police officers emerged from behind a nearby building, forming a barricade in front of the protestors.

"This gathering is now considered unlawful! Disperse immediately, or we will take action!" one officer commanded.

Confusion rippled through the crowd as some protestors exchanged worried glances. From a police car, Tsukauchi stepped out, holding a megaphone.

"What do you mean, unlawful? We have the right to protest! We have the right to expose this fake hero!" another protestor yelled.

"Please, calm down! We've seen what happens when things escalate. Let's not repeat the mistakes we made with Dragkonix," Tsukauchi said through the megaphone.

"You better listen to my partner here!" a man added, stepping out with his own megaphone. "By the way, how did you get me to come here again?" he asked, looking at Tsukauchi.

"Eizō, stop complaining. We don't need another disaster like the other agencies in the city," Tsukauchi replied.

Eizō was an older man with short, dark hair, though his receding hairline was becoming more noticeable. He also sported a thin beard. He wore a dark-colored suit, a black waistcoat, and a plain tie.

"Why are we getting dragged into the mess in Kobeoshi? It's not even our jurisdiction," one of the officers muttered.

"Stop complaining. The Kobeoshi Police Department is under investigation, and it's not just the pro heroes being scrutinized," Tsukauchi said sternly.

"And now we've had to expand our manpower because a certain detective and his transforming sidekick decided to play hero," Eizō added with a smirk.

Tsukauchi groaned.

"Not to mention, they're working with two of the hottest pro heroines," Eizō said with a playful wink.

"Can we focus on the situation, please?" Tsukauchi said with a sigh.

"Tch, of course these pigs would protect fake heroes," a man muttered as he pushed through the crowd. "Stain was right all along-there are only a few real heroes left."

At the mention of Stain, everyone turned to the man.

Suddenly, a knife whizzed through the crowd. IronHorn barely reacted in time, feeling the sharp blade slice through the air just inches from his face.

He dodged by a hair's breadth as the knife buried itself into the wall behind him with a menacing thud.

"She's right! We do have the right to protest..." A voice pierced through the crowd, followed by the sound of deliberate footsteps.

Eizo and Tsukauchi turned their heads to see a young man with a reptilian appearance step forward.

His skin was covered in bright green scales, and his face was shaped like a lizard. His hair-long, swept backward, and a desaturated pinkish-purple-stood out in stark contrast to his overall color.

"We have the right to call out the filth that has stained our society!" the man shouted. "For I am Spinner, and I will carry on Stain's will!"

All eyes were on him, but many raised their eyebrows in disbelief at what he was wearing.

Spinner was dressed in clothes reminiscent of Stain's style: a sleeveless shirt and dark, baggy pants with brown holsters strapped around his thighs, paired with black boots and pale, metallic knee guards.

His face was partially obscured by a mask made from a long, tattered white strip of cloth, similar to Stain's, and goggles sat atop his forehead.

A red scarf hung around his neck, and bandages were tightly wrapped around his arms, partially covered by black wristbands.

Two belts were strapped around his waist, one carrying an additional blade. He also wore a blue and white polka-dotted chest armor.

But most noticeable of all was the enormous sword strapped to his back, forged from many smaller blades crudely bound together.

Tsukauchi's eye twitched in frustration. 'Great, another Stain fanatic,' he thought to himself, letting out a heavy sigh.

"I'm here to speak on behalf of Stain! He knew the truth-that these fake heroes have polluted our society!" Spinner shouted, his voice cutting through the crowd. Murmurs rippled through the gathering, and some heads nodded in agreement.

"Heroes who accept fat checks and sponsorship deals are not heroes-they're nothing more than glorified celebrities! And those who accept bribes? They're nothing more than criminals disguised as heroes, wolves in sheep's clothing!" Spinner declared, narrowing his eyes.

"N-No! I haven't received any money from Seijaku! I didn't take any bribes!" IronHorn protested.

"You're friends with that fake hero Gale Strike! There's a photo of you both enjoying expensive drinks-how did you pay for that? With dirty money from Seijaku to keep quiet?" Spinner accused, as the crowd erupted in cheers.

"What happened to the heroes of old who sacrificed their lives, their bodies, and their happiness so that everyone could be safe?!" Spinner exclaimed, his voice growing louder.

"Now, our society is filled with so-called heroes who let the atrocities at Seijaku slide, just to line their own damn pockets!" Spinner continued, as more heads nodded in agreement, fists beginning to rise in the air.

"Any hero who accepts payment isn't a real hero! They're nothing but money-hungry bastards!" Spinner yelled. The crowd grew louder, some beginning to chant Stain's name, causing Tsukauchi and the officers to grow uneasy.

"A true hero is defined by their heart, courage, and unwavering resolve! They don't accept compensation of any kind-whether it be fame or money! They sacrifice their own happiness because heroes don't deserve to be happy! They exist to be our heroes!" Spinner shouted, his voice full of conviction.

"This false hero agency thrives on greed, not justice! A real hero would never accept any form of compensation! We'll start by tearing down this fake hero agency!" Spinner bellowed, the crowd's cheers and chants reaching a fever pitch.

"Stain showed us the truth! There's only one true hero..." Spinner declared as the crowd finished the sentence for him.

"ALL MIGHT IS WORTHY!" they roared.

"This isn't good," Tsukauchi muttered before looking at IronHorn and giving him a nod.

"It's our turn to finish what Stain started! Purge the fake heroes and bring down this corrupt agency!" Spinner shouted as the protestors exploded into a frenzy, charging forward with righteous fury.

"IronHorn, now!" Tsukauchi shouted urgently.

The protestors surged forward, a wave of anger and conviction. Their chants filled the air, fists raised high bodies packed tightly together as they broke through the police barricade like it was made of paper.

They reached the steps, but suddenly, a blinding flash of energy erupted before them. A massive barrier exploded outward, shimmering like glass with a blue hue. It swept through the crowd like a tidal wave, unleashing a shockwave that sent bodies flying backward, scattering them across the street. Protestors were flung into the air, while others had the wind knocked out of them.

Spinner rubbed his head, narrowing his eyes. "Bastard."

Before him, a barrier loomed large. In its center stood IronHorn, his hands positioned as if he were trying to squeeze a soccer ball, his face contorted to one of constipation. Like he had been trying to take a dump but couldn't.

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Pro Hero: IronHorn.

Real Name: Kenjiro Saito.

Quirk: Aegis Barrier. Allows him to generate powerful shield barriers that can generate powerful shockwaves.

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"Now everyone, remain calm. IronHorn has been investigated, and none of the allegations against him accepting bribery have been proven. He is an innocent hero. Please disperse now," Tsukauchi announced firmly.

Murmurs spread through the crowd, their eyes filled with suspicion as they glared at the hero.

Spinner scoffed. "You claim these fake heroes are innocent, yet you haven't proven that IronHorn hasn't taken bribes, have you?" he taunted, his voice rising.

The crowd, weary but stirred, began to murmur in agreement, recovering from the earlier shockwave caused by IronHorn's quirk.

"Maybe he paid you off to keep quiet!" Spinner accused, pointing at Tsukauchi, who remained calm despite the growing tension.

The protestors nodded, and shouts of agreement began to ring out.

"Or maybe you're just not doing your damn job! Maybe you didn't find anything because you didn't want to look hard enough!" Spinner continued, fueling the crowd's rage.

The mob roared in agreement, fists raised high in the air.

"These so-called heroes are tainted! Their innocence is a façade! For a more just society, they need to be purged," Spinner declared, narrowing his eyes.

The crowd echoed his words, their chants growing louder and more aggressive.

"And I'll say it again: a hero who receives any form of compensation is not a hero! Those who accept money are nothing but government-paid thugs!" Spinner's voice boomed as the mob erupted into full-blown fury.

"THEN ALL MIGHT IS NOT A REAL HERO!" Tsukauchi shouted through his megaphone, cutting through the chaos. Silence fell over the crowd instantly.

"How... how dare you..." Spinner stammered, his voice shaking. "HOW DARE YOU?!"

"All Might is a real hero, unlike you fakes!"

The crowd's outrage erupted.

"You can't compare IronHorn to All Might!"

"That's blasphemy! All Might is untouchable!"

"Who are you to smear the symbol of peace?!"

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Tsukauchi inhaled deeply before speaking into the megaphone.

"You said a hero who accepts any form of compensation is not a real hero. All Might is the greatest hero the world has ever known. You'd be hard-pressed to find a place where he isn't recognized. All Might is synonymous with commercial success. Do you really think he remains uncompensated?" Tsukauchi asked, his voice carrying through the crowd.

The protestors, caught off guard, fell silent, listening intently to the detective.

"Do you assume All Might is excluded from the financial gains that come with being a pro hero? Let me answer that for you-no. In fact, he's regarded as the richest hero in the world."

Gradually, the shouting and anger in the crowd quieted, replaced by murmurs of uncertainty.

"All Might is like every other hero-he's still human. Earning money by saving lives isn't inherently wrong. Heroes can support themselves while contributing to society," Tsukauchi continued.

He paused for effect before adding, "Heroes today are compensated for their efforts, but in the past, heroes faced dangerous lives without any financial support. They struggled, risking severe burnout and life-altering injuries. Without payment or resources to cover medical expenses, they endured immense hardship while putting their lives on the line."

The crowd listened, the intensity of their earlier rage dwindling as Tsukauchi's words sank in.

"They gave everything-their lives, their bodies-but many paid the ultimate price. Constant stress, fatigue, and untreated wounds left them broken. In the end, they didn't just die in battle-they suffered, their bodies worn down until they couldn't take it anymore. It was a brutal, dangerous path, and far too many heroes met tragic ends."

Tsukauchi's voice echoed through the megaphone, and one by one, citizens began bowing their heads, their anger replaced by quiet shame.

Spinner's eyes darted wildly across the crowd, seeing the rage that had been boiling begin to cool. Desperate, he shouted, "That's what made them real heroes! They knew the risks! They stood their ground! That's why we need to bring down this corrupt society, so real heroes can thrive!"

Tsukauchi remained calm, countering firmly, "With your ideology, heroes wouldn't be able to sustain their lives. Fighting, getting injured, and constantly putting themselves at risk without compensation would make it impossible to maintain such a lifestyle. The death rate of heroes would skyrocket."

The protestors widened their eyes in shock, the harsh reality of Spinner's words sinking in. Murmurs of uncertainty rippled through the crowd as they began to realise the flaws in his logic.

"Those true heroes will ultimately perish, giving everything they have to save others, until there's no one left to respond. No hero will be strong enough to combat the villains. Is that the world you want? A world where heroes die out because we demand too much from them?"

Tsukauchi's voice softened as he continued, "Heroes already sacrifice so much. Is it so wrong for them to receive some compensation? Is it so bad for them to live happy lives while continuing to protect us?"

The crowd's murmuring grew quieter, some protesters lowering their signs as they absorbed his words. Tsukauchi scanned the faces in front of him, seeing the hurt, the anger, but also the pain of loss.

"I know most of you are angry-angry parents, families of victims-and you want someone to blame. The heroes, the police, everyone in power. I understand. If it were my child or my sister, I'd feel the same way. I'd want to burn down the school and the agency responsible."

Some of the protestors stiffened, their faces showing flashes of empathy and shared grief.

"But that isn't right. Deep down, you know it," Tsukauchi pressed on. "Right now, your children, your loved ones, need you to be their heroes. They're the ones suffering the most. Be the heroes these fakes couldn't be. Be the shoulder to cry on, be the strength they need. Show them that even in their pain, there's someone who won't let them down."

A long, heavy silence fell over the crowd. The tension that had fueled their anger began to dissipate, replaced by reflection. One by one, protestors began lowering their signs, exchanging glances filled with guilt and understanding.

Mothers and fathers looked at each other, their faces softening. A few wiped away tears, while others simply nodded in agreement, realizing the truth behind Tsukauchi's words.

Gradually, the crowd began to disperse, signs dropping to the ground, the anger that once united them fading.

Spinner looked frantically around as the sound of signs being dropped echoed through the crowd. "N-No..." he stuttered, desperation creeping into his voice.

"Don't let yourselves be fooled by his words!" he shouted, trying to regain their attention. "That's a hero's job! They're supposed to sacrifice everything!" His eyes darted among the crowd, searching for any signs of support as he felt the energy slipping away.

"If we don't rise up, more fakes will flourish!" he pleaded, his voice rising in intensity. He clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white with anger and frustration.

But the protestors, once fueled by rage, now looked hesitant, their faces a mix of sorrow and realization. A few turned away, whispering to each other, clearly torn between Spinner's fervor and Tsukauchi's heartfelt appeal.

"Don't you see?" Spinner continued, desperation lacing his words. "If we let them win, we're betraying the real heroes who have sacrificed everything for us! We can't just stand by and accept this corruption!"

Yet, as more people drifted away, Spinner's heart raced with panic. The weight of their departure felt like a heavy anchor pulling him down. He felt his resolve wavering, realizing that his once unified front was crumbling.

"Fight for what's right!" he shouted one last time, but the crowd was already dispersing, leaving him standing alone amidst the scattered signs, his voice echoing in the growing silence.

...

"N-Nana Shimura?!" Izuku stammered, his voice trembling with disbelief as he stared at the apparition before him.

Nana Shimura's ghostly figure floated in front of him, bathed in a soft, purple glow. Her arms were crossed, her eyes as stern yet warm as he remembered. She gave him a small, reassuring smile before her form dissolved into mist, fading away.

"Wh-What just happened?" Izuku muttered, rubbing his eyes furiously as if to clear them. "Am I hallucinating? Sleep deprivation kicking in again?" He pinched the bridge of his nose, eyes blinking rapidly as he tried to process what he'd just seen.

Then, like a bolt of lightning, panic surged through him.

"GAAAH!" Izuku screamed, grabbing his head. "That was Nana Shimura, right?! I wasn't imagining it! Am I going to get Float now? Wait, do I already have it?! Oh no, how do I explain this to everyone? I suck at lying, and All Might isn't here! Crap, crap, crap! What if I start floating? What am I gonna say?!"

He began pacing frantically, a storm of thoughts racing through his mind.

"Oh, why am I floating? Uh, well... because... uh..." Izuku trailed off, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "They're right! I do suck at lying!"

He stopped, trying to calm his racing thoughts. "Okay, Izuku, think this through. Maybe I'm just imagining things. Maybe I don't have Float yet." He muttered under his breath, cupping his mouth as he pondered. "I should probably ask All Might. He'll know what to do. Even though he never had to deal with multiple Quirks, he did manage to keep One For All a secret his entire life..."

Deciding it was best to check, he pulled out his phone and quickly dialed All Might's number. As the phone rang, All Might was in the middle of a fierce battle with a hulking, six-armed humanoid. The man's blue skin glistened under the sunlight, and his towering, 20-foot form.

"NOW, VILLAIN, FOR I AM HERE! YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR CRIMES!" All Might's booming voice echoed as he prepared to strike, but just as he was about to, his phone rang. With a puzzled look, he paused mid-stance. "A phone call is here! A phone call is here! A phone call is here!" The villain blinked, raising a brow in disbelief.

"Uh... excuse me a moment," All Might said, pulling out his phone. He glanced at the screen, seeing the contact name. "Young Midoriya?" he muttered, eyebrow raised.

Answering, All Might's voice exploded with his usual enthusiasm. "HELLO? YOUNG MIDORIYA! I AM HERE, ANSWERING THE PHONE!"

Across from him, the towering villain's face twisted with rage. "For the number one hero, you're pretty stupid to just ignore a villain standing right in front of you!" the brute growled.

His muscles swelled, veins bulging grotesquely as he drew back his massive fist. With a roar, he hurled a punch, his arm cutting through the air like a freight train, the ground cracking beneath him from the sheer force.

{Izuku: ALL MIGHT, I JUST SAW YOUR OLD MASTER!} Izuku blurted over the phone, his voice filled with urgency.

All Might's eyes widened in surprise. "You saw my master?" he asked, his tone instantly serious. Without even looking, All Might's arm shot out, catching the villain's fist mid-punch as if it weighed nothing.

The impact rippled out with a deafening crack, but All Might remained unmoved, holding the villain's massive fist like it was a toy.

"Are you sure, Young Midoriya?" All Might asked, his tone calm despite the chaos.

{Izuku: Yeah, I'm pretty sure! I mean, she looked exactly like the photos! I'd say I'm 90 percent sure!}

All Might cupped his chin thoughtfully, still holding the villain's fist effortlessly. "This could be troubling. Give me a moment."

The villain, infuriated, roared again, launching another punch with his other arm. The air around them vibrated with the sheer power of the blow. But before it could connect, All Might turned his attention back to the fight, his face hardening.

"HOUSTON HOWL!" All Might roared, gathering the raw power of One For All into his lungs and throat. The scream exploded out of him like a shockwave, shattering windows and sending a fierce gust tearing through the battlefield. The sheer force of the blast smashed into the villain, sending him rocketing backward like a ragdoll, slamming violently into a nearby building with a thunderous crash.

On the other end of the phone, Izuku stood frozen, listening in awe.

{Izuku: D-Did you just use... my super move?!} His voice trembled with excitement.

"Yes!" All Might replied, brushing the dust off his uniform. "It's a very useful move-long-range, powerful, and effective at taking down villains."

Izuku, completely starstruck, clapped a hand over his phone to muffle his squeals. "All Might used my super move! All Might used my super move! Best day ever!" he whispered, practically bouncing on his feet. Then, shaking himself, he tried to regain his composure.

But deep down, he was still buzzing with excitement.

...

"All Might... what should I do?" Izuku asked nervously over the phone.

{All Might: What do you mean, Young Midoriya?}

"I mean, what if I suddenly start flying or floating? How am I supposed to explain that to my classmates or anyone here?" Izuku asked, his voice filled with worry.

{All Might: Hmm, do you feel anything from my master's Quirk?}

Izuku, sitting on his bed, cupped his chin in thought. He stood up, activated Full Cowl, green electricity sparking across his body. With a jump, he crashed face-first into the floor.

{All Might: Young Midoriya?! Are you alright?}

Izuku groaned, pushing himself up. "Nope... don't feel anything."

{All Might: I see. Let's take a step back-what were you thinking about before my master's spirit appeared?}

Izuku's mind flashed back to the moment, and his face turned bright red. 'I-I can't tell him I was thinking about girls... That's way too embarrassing!'

"I-I don't remember," Izuku stammered, face flushed.

{All Might: Are you sure?} All Might's voice on the other end was skeptical.

'I can't say that out loud!' Izuku thought in panic. "S-Sorry, I just can't remember."

Sensing the boy's discomfort, All Might's tone softened.

{All Might: Well, if anything unusual happens, please let me know immediately. Alright? And whatever has triggered this visit from my master, lean into it. This could either unlock Float or give you access to communicate with the other vestiges. Either way, don't run away from what caused this.}

Izuku's face flushed as he remembered exactly what he had been thinking about.

"Uh, yeah, sure, though I'm still worried that-" Izuku was abruptly cut off by a knock at the door. His heart raced as he quickly hung up the phone.

"Dekiru?" Ochako's voice came from the other side. Izuku's pulse quickened as he nervously hurried toward the door. His hand trembled slightly before he turned the knob, revealing Ochako, Tsuyu, and Kyouka standing in the hallway.

"O-Ochako, Tsu, and Kyouka?" Izuku stammered. "What are you all doing here?"

"We're planning to go to the water park, ribbit," Tsuyu said casually, her usual calm demeanor unchanged.

"Yeah, Mina and Toru really wanted to show off their new swimsuits," Ochako added with a bright smile. Izuku's mind instantly drifted to the thought of Mina and Toru, and his face flushed a deep red.

"And some of the guys overheard, so now they're coming too," Kyouka chimed in, a bit nervous as she twirled one of her earphone jacks around her finger. She glanced away, clearly unsure of how to feel about the growing group.

"We wanted to see if you wanted to come along," Ochako asked with a hopeful look.

Izuku scratched the back of his head, trying to hide his nervousness. "Uh, yeah, sure! It sounds like fun," he said, offering a small smile.

As he closed the door behind him and started walking with the girls.

"So, who were you talking to on the phone?" Kyouka asked suddenly, causing Izuku to freeze in place like a statue.

"It kinda sounded like All Might, from what I overheard," Kyouka added, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, uh..." Izuku's mind raced as he tried to stay calm. "...I was just asking for some tips on my Quirk, you know, since we have similar abilities. Losing to Mirio got me thinking I need to level up." He forced a smile, hoping that would satisfy them. Ochako, Kyouka, and Tsuyu exchanged glances.

"Wait, you have All Might's number?" Ochako and Tsuyu asked in unison, their eyes wide with surprise.

Izuku flinched. "Y-Yeah, he gave it to me. He said I reminded him of himself when he was younger and didn't want me breaking my bones so much anymore."

"Oh, that makes sense," Kyouka said, nodding thoughtfully.

"But how come you didn't tell us you have the same Quirk as freaking All Might?" Ochako exclaimed, stepping closer and getting right in Izuku's face, making him blush.

"Uh, it just... didn't come up," Izuku muttered, scratching his cheek nervously.

"Ribbit, for someone who idolizes All Might as much as you, I figured you'd be bragging about it," Tsuyu said plainly. "Even if the backlash breaks your bones."

"I didn't want to brag," Izuku explained, rubbing the back of his neck. "Plus, having the same Quirk as All Might would draw a lot of unwanted attention."

"That makes sense," Ochako said. "But you should have seen Bakugou's face when All Might said you had the same Quirk. He looked like he was about to blow a fuse."

Tsuyu nodded. "It also explains what Bakugou meant by calling you a 'quirkless loser' on our first day."

Kyouka clenched her fists, her expression darkening, as if she were ready to punch someone.

"Oh, yeah!" Ochako suddenly said, imitating Bakugou with surprising accuracy. "'THAT QUIRKLESS LOSER COULD NEVER GET A BETTER SCORE THAN ME!'"

"I didn't take it seriously at the time," Tsuyu added bluntly.b"Because he seemed unhinged and a little crazy-everything about him was a red flag,"

Her dry tone made Izuku stifle a chuckle.

The group shared a laugh at that, their tension easing as they continued chatting. As they reached the entrance of the water park, Tsuyu gently grabbed Izuku's arm.

"We'll catch up later; I just want to talk to Izuku alone for a bit, ribbit," Tsuyu said, her voice slightly shaky.

"Oh, cool! See you around, Dekiru!'Ochako replied, giving Izuku a friendly wave.

"See ya, Green! We're gonna change," Kyouka added with a casual smile.

As the two girls left, Tsuyu turned to Izuku, glancing down at her feet, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. They hadn't talked one-on-one in a while, and the air felt heavy with awkwardness.

"Tsu-"

"Izu-"

They both spoke at the same time, their eyes widening in surprise as they blushed deeply. Tsuyu quickly cleared her throat, her cheeks still pink.

"Izuku, I was wondering if you'd like to have a late-night swim at the beach?" she asked, her voice soft and uncertain, her gaze darting to the side as she anxiously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Oh, uh, I don't mind..." Izuku replied, his heart racing. Tsuyu's face flushed even deeper, and she bowed her head slightly, clearly flustered, before turning to leave.

"B-Be there by 20:30!" Tsuyu called over her shoulder, her voice wavering slightly as she hurried away, her cheeks still tinged with red.

...

The scene opens in a vast indoor water park, with sunlight streaming through the high glass panels above. Colorful waterslides twist and turn, families splash in various pools, and palm trees enhance the tropical atmosphere.

Near the changing rooms, the boys of Class 1-A and B, clad in swimming trunks, exchanged shy glances. Kaminari, Mineta, and Tsuburaba stood by the pool, grinning as Mineta drooled, his mouth agape. They watched girls in bikinis walk by, who quickened their pace, clearly uncomfortable under the boys' gaze.

"What's taking them so long?" Mineta complained.

"Indeed. Their delay is quite unbecoming; it reflects poorly on UA. Students of UA should always be punctual," Tenya said, adjusting his glasses.

Todoroki shrugged. "They're probably just caught up in their usual routine. From my experience with my sister, it's better not to rush them." He shivered slightly.

Izuku nodded in agreement. "My mom is kind of the same way. When I tried to hurry her, it was terrifying," he said, shuddering at the memory.

Suddenly, Mineta's expression shifted from passive to one of perverted intent as he noticed something. He scampered over to Todoroki, his eyes glinting with a sick desire.

Todoroki glanced at Midoriya, who shook his head side to side. Then he turned back to Mineta.

"No."

"Are you saying you don't have a sister, or you just won't introduce me to her?" Mineta pressed.

Todoroki paused, considering his answer.

"Yes."

...

"Oh, Midori~!" Mina's voice rang out as the girls in their bikinis walked down the steps, making the boys' eyes bulge. Izuku's face immediately turned red, and he quickly looked away. Mina wore a blue bathing suit adorned with flounces on the top and bottom, and she made a beeline for Izuku, much to some of the boys' dismay.

"I can't wait to get into the water!" Toru exclaimed, wearing a white swimsuit and two wristbands.

"Though some of the rides look kind of scary..." Kyouka said, her face flushed as she walked in the middle of the group. She was in a yellow bikini and tried to cover herself with one hand.

"C'mon, Kyouka, you don't have to be shy," Momo said, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. Momo wore a simple red two-piece bikini that left little to the imagination-something Izuku had mentioned when she picked it out, but seeing how flustered it made him, she decided to wear it anyway.

"Easy for you to say! Every guy is practically drooling over you and your assets!" Kyouka shot back, her cheeks burning. Momo glanced around and noticed the boys staring at her with lecherous looks, some even drooling.

Momo blushed, letting out a sigh. "Fair enough."

"Ribbit, though it might also be because of the Sports Festival that everyone is looking at us," Tsuyu chimed in, standing next to Ochako. Tsuyu wore a bathing suit with green vertical stripes.

Ochako, in a two-piece bathing suit with a green and orange pattern and a piece of cloth tied around her waist, looked around nervously. She caught snippets of murmurs and whispers from nearby.

"Hey, isn't that Momo Yaoyorozu from the Sports Festival?"

"Y-Yeah! And Ochako Uraraka! Oh man, they're both super hot!"

"Mm, I guess you're right," Ochako said, blushing slightly from the attention.

"And that's Kyouka Jirou, right? She faced Todoroki at the Sports Festival. Oh man, she looks really cute in that bikini. Think she's single?"

Hearing this, Kyouka blushed even more and quickened her pace. Mina leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Told you you were hot."

"Shut up," Kyouka muttered, her face flushed with embarrassment. She sighed, trying to calm down. "Though, I kinda get it. We're sort of like celebrities. Seeing us in bikinis is probably surreal for them," she added.

The boys of Class A, except for Todoroki, Tenya, and Tokoyami, all had reddened faces as they tried, with little success, not to ogle at the girls.

"Hey, boys!" Mina called out with a wave as she made her way over. Her eyes briefly met Izuku's, and she gave him a small, playful smile, her lilac blush deepening. "So, what were you looking at?" she asked, batting her eyes flirtatiously.

Izuku felt a surge of panic. He had tried not to stare, tried to keep his focus, but his eyes had wandered. He found himself captivated by Mina's vibrant pink skin, the way the swimsuit hugged her body. His gaze drifted to Tsuyu's cute, frog-like face, paired with a surprisingly athletic build that her swimsuit accentuated.

Kyouka's toned legs and hips had caught his eye too, along with the way her swimsuit framed her figure. Then there was Ochako-her whole body seemed radiant, her soft curves highlighted by the bikini. And Momo... Izuku gulped. Her bikini barely contained her ample chest, leaving him red-faced and flustered.

'No... I-I checked out the girls... I checked out my friends! What am I turning into, Mineta?! His thoughts spiraled. Yeah, they're kinda... sexy, and Ochako's bikini really shows off her curves... And Tsuyu's makes her even cuter... And Mina's pink skin is so striking... Toru's swimsuit is amazing, and I bet she'd look even hotter if she wasn't invisible... And Momo... Momo's... boobs...'

Izuku's thoughts screeched to a halt as his face turned a deep shade of crimson. He quickly looked away from Mina, his heart racing with embarrassment.

"Ha! You were, weren't you? You were totally checking us out, weren't you?" Mina accused, her face flushed a deep lilac as she crossed her arms, a teasing grin on her lips.

Izuku's face burned bright red. "N-No! I was just... uh, checking out the pool! It's really cool, you know, the slides and stuff..." he stammered, scratching the back of his head nervously.

Mina smirked, stepping closer. "Uh-huh..." she leaned in, her breath warm against his ear. "Don't think I didn't notice how you were looking at me, perv. My ass is my best feature," she whispered with a playful wink.

Izuku's face went crimson, his mouth suddenly dry as his heart raced. Before he could respond, Mina gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and stepped back, laughing. "Don't feel too embarrassed though," she added, turning to walk away.

Izuku blinked, his mind spinning. Suddenly, All Might's words flashed in his head: "And whatever has triggered this visit from my master, lean into it. This could either unlock Float or give you access to communicate with the other vestiges. Either way, don't run away from what caused this." He glanced at Mina's retreating figure, feeling a strange flutter in his chest.

Acting on impulse, Izuku reached out and gently grabbed her arm. Mina stopped, eyes widening in surprise as she turned to face him, her expression shifting from confusion to curiosity. "Huh?"

Izuku swallowed nervously but didn't let go. "T-Though, I really like it... I mean, your swimsuit," he stammered, his voice shaking slightly. "It shows off your pink skin, and it really compliments it... And you look so comfortable in it. That's what I really like."

Mina's face deepened to an even darker lilac, her bravado faltering. She blinked, stepping back slightly as her heart pounded in her chest. Despite her flirtatious nature, she wasn't used to feeling like this-especially around a guy. His words caught her off guard. She rubbed her arm awkwardly, avoiding his gaze.

"Th-Thanks..." she muttered, her fingers fidgeting nervously. "You... look pretty hot too," she added, her voice dropping, her blush intensifying.

Izuku's face burned again, his hand slipping from her arm as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. "Th-Thanks..." he mumbled, his green eyes flicking to hers. "I like your hair... It's really cute."

Mina's heart skipped a beat. There was something different about the way he said it-like it was more genuine than she'd ever heard before. "It reminds me of cotton candy," he added with a soft smile.

She grinned, though still flustered. "Thanks... though my horns probably ruin it," she said, touching them self-consciously.

"N-No! I think they're awesome," Izuku blurted out, waving his hands. "They give you this cool alien vibe. I think that's really amazing."

Mina couldn't help but giggle, though her blush remained. "I like your eyes... That shade of green... I'm kinda jealous," she admitted shyly. "And your freckles... they're really cute, like little diamonds on your cheeks."

Izuku's face heated again. "T-Thanks... But you don't have to be jealous. Your eyes are so unique... I can't stop looking at them."

The two stood there, the air between them electric. Their hearts raced in sync, faces flushed as they exchanged shy smiles.

Despite her confident and flirtatious personality, Mina had never really experienced romantic feelings for a guy, though she'd always wished for it. For the longest time, romance had been something she observed from the outside. But since meeting Izuku, everything had changed. Now, being around him left her feeling flustered and overwhelmed by emotions she didn't fully understand.

When their eyes met again, she could feel her heart racing wildly, her chest tightening like it might burst. Her hands grew clammy, and she instinctively fidgeted with her fingers, trying to control the butterflies in her stomach.

She shifted awkwardly from foot to foot, feeling heat rise from her chest all the way to her face, her lilac blush deepening.

The moment became too much. Her palms were sweaty, and her throat felt tight as panic rushed through her. Unable to handle the intensity, she suddenly blurted out, "Bye, Midori!" Her voice was high-pitched, betraying her nerves.

In her flustered state, she quickly grabbed Toru's arm and, without looking back, practically sprinted away, dragging her friend with her.

As she hurried off, Mina's heart pounded in her chest, her mind spinning. Her face burned with embarrassment, and she pressed her lips together, trying to calm the whirlwind of emotions that Izuku stirred in her.

' Oh man, my heart won't stop racing! It feels like it's about to explode! Why are my hands so sweaty? And my face... it's like it's on fire!' Mina thought, squeezing her eyes shut in embarrassment. You absolute doofus! You can't let a girl feel like that! What were you thinking? Now I'm all hot and bothered!'

'Why can't I just be cool about this? Why does he have to get to me like this?'Before she gave a small smile of excitement, looking back at Izuku enjoying the flutter in her chest.

'Why can't I just be cool about this? Why does he always affect me like this?"l' she thought, a small smile of excitement creeping onto her face as she looked back at Izuku, enjoying the flutter in her chest.

Izuku stood blinking he's face burning with a heavy blush.'W-Wha... What did I just do?' Izuku gulped. 'Did I just flirt? Does that count as flirting?'

'Though I don't feel like I have float, wait how would it feel like if I even unlocked quirk? I mean when I unlocked Danger Sense I didn't feel like I unlocked it. Maybe it's like my forms, that my quirks are there but I just have to figure out how to access them?' Izuku thought before he felt a poke on his back and flinched before turning and finding a shyly blushing Kyouka.

"Hey..." Kyouka said

"Hi?" Izuku said.

"So uhm..." Kyouka said."Do you wanna go on some of the rides?"

Izuku looked at the water rides around him he gulped from how high they looked. "Sure though they kinda look terrfying."

Kyouka scoffed playfully."Oh right like you'd be in actual danger. Just float away if it gets 'too scary' hero."

Izuku's bulged out in horror."Wait how do you know about float?!"

Kyouka raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"

Izuku quickly realizes she had been talking about his many forms that can fly. "O-Oh! Y-You meant my forms!"

Kyouka narrowed her eyes slightly."Obviously,"

'He's heart is pounding like crazy... ' Kyouka detected through her jacks as the boy was clearly nervous.

"So you wanna go on the rides?" Izuku asked."I mean having someone who can fly should make you feel at ease right?"

Kyouka looked surprised before shaking her head."Uh, sure though if it's between Stinkfly and splattering, I'm picking splattering."

"Oh, c'mon Stinkfly doesn't smell that bad!"

"Says the guy who named him 'Stinkfly' btw the name accurate." Kyouka said making Izuku chuckle a little, to which the girl thought it was cute.

The moment was cutt off by as the girls walked by, they exchanged glances of disgust and quickned their pace and Kyouka picked up on their whispering.

"That purple-haired creep is staring again,"one woman muttered, making Kyouka flinch as her gaze drifted to Mineta.

Mineta was fixated on the girls like a dog in heat, his eyes glued to their hips, thighs, and curves without restraint. He was practically panting, his eyes darting from one part of their bodies to the next with zero subtly.

As three friends in brightly colored bikinis walked by their laughter faced when they noticed Mineta starring shamelessly. One of the girls pulled a towel tightly around her shoulders casting a wary glance.

"Gross."she whispered to her friend who crossed her arms over her chest, while the other friend wrapped around her arms around her midriff, clearly uncomfortable.

"Let's get out of here," The Third friend said shooting Mineta a withering glare. They cast him a look of disgust before quickly walking away in the opposite direction.

Kyouka feeling the tension grabbed Izuku by the arm, pulling him away before they quickly dove into a nearby pool.

Kyouka yanked Izuku away suddenly. "Hey! What was that for?!" Izuku exclaimed, bewildered.

"Sorry, Green,"Kyouka replied, nodding toward Mineta. "I know using the Omnitrix for stuff like this isn't ideal, but hear me out."

"Okay, I get that he's being a bit much," Izuku said, stealing another glance at Mineta.

"A bit much?" Kyouka exclaimed incredulously. "He's making everyone within a three-block radius uncomfortable!"

Nearby, a girl with a long ponytail noticed Mineta's gaze lingering on her and her friend. She scowled, holding her beach bag defensively. "He's not even trying to be subtle," she muttered, disgust clear on her face.

Her friend, visibly uncomfortable, adjusted her towel to cover more skin. "Yeah, I'm done with this,"she said, irritation creeping into her voice.

Without another word, they quickly gathered their things and left, throwing one last disapproving look over their shoulders as they walked away.

Izuku winced before turning to Kyouka to make her point. "He's even making families uncomfortable."

Nearby, a mother and father caught Mineta leering at the girls in bikinis. The father sighed and nudged his wife, who nodded in agreement.

"Let's move to the other side of the park,"he said, taking his children's hands.

The mother glanced back at Mineta, her expression filled with disapproval. "To think he's a Hero Course student, let alone from UA. The standards have clearly dropped," she remarked as they led their kids away to escape the awkward atmosphere.

Izuku sighed. "Just give me a minute."

Kyouka grinned. "On behalf of every girl, thank you."

"Uh-huh, I guess it's Hero Time..." Izuku muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose as he swam off in another direction.

A minute later, Kyouka watched as Mineta was yanked toward the ceiling, caught in webs. She had to stifle a laugh as she saw the pervert struggle helplessly, while Spidermonkey shook his head, shooting a web that left Mineta hanging awkwardly above.

Izuku stretched, feeling the satisfying pull of his muscles. Alright, I'll bring Mineta down later, he thought, though I do kinda feel bad for leaving him like that. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Itsuka's voice, soft but carrying a hint of unease.

"I don't know... I just feel like... maybe this isn't my thing, you know?" Itsuka murmured, drawing his attention. She was wearing a light blue bikini that complemented her toned figure, but she tugged at the straps a bit awkwardly, her expression clearly self-conscious. When she glanced up and caught Izuku's gaze, his face flushed red as he tried to keep his composure. Taking a deep breath, she approached him, looking a bit hesitant.

"Hey, Izuku... ugh, this isn't normally how I am, alright? Please... don't laugh," Itsuka said, rubbing the back of her neck with an awkward smile, her cheeks tinted a rosy pink.

"N-No, really, you look incredible!" Izuku blurted out, his own face warming up as he realized just how close she was. Itsuka's blush deepened, and she glanced down, a shy smile tugging at her lips.

"T-Thanks," she replied, her voice a little softer. "Though, I feel kinda... exposed. Like, every guy is staring or something..." She bit her lip, glancing around with a small frown. Izuku followed her gaze and quickly noticed a few guys sneaking looks at her, which made him sweat nervously.

"Yeah..." he admitted, scratching his head, trying to find something reassuring to say.

Itsuka, still fiddling with the strap of her bikini, then tilted her head thoughtfully. "But... I don't know. It feels like there are less... creepy stares today?" she said, half shrugging, still not entirely convinced.

Izuku looked up toward Mineta, who was still trapped in his web cocoon from earlier, wriggling uselessly. He couldn't help but feel a bit triumphant, knowing he'd saved the girls from his friend's usual antics. He turned back to Itsuka, keeping his tone casual.

"Nah, it's probably just your imagination," he said, offering a reassuring smile. Itsuka narrowed her eyes, still a bit confused, but shrugged in agreement, visibly relaxing a bit as they shared a quiet laugh.

"Mh?" Izuku turned around in surprise, caught off guard by the new voice. It was Yui Kodai, her quiet but curious gaze fixed on him.

"O-Oh, Y-Yui?" Izuku stammered before his face grew warm as he noticed she was leaning in slightly her calm, questioning gaze focused on him. In her white two-piece bikini, with a flounced top framing her neckline.

Izuku couldn't help but notice the gentle curve of her collarbone and the subtle glimpse of her cleavage, making his blush deepen.

"Why are you still wearing a shirt?" Yui asked, her tone calm and casual as ever. She tilted her head slightly, seemingly unaware of the effect her proximity had on him.

Izuku looked down, realizing with a jolt of embarrassment that he was still wearing a T-shirt."Oh, uh, I don't know... I guess I just didn't want to be shirtless," he mumbled, scratching the back of his neck and trying to steady his racing heart.

But before he could finish his sentence, he felt a pair of hands grip the hem of his shirt, lifting it with a sudden tug.

"Huh?" Izuku's eyes shor open as he felt the fabric slip up his torso, quickly yanked over his head and off his body, leaving him completely bare-chested. He felt his face ignited in a blush, realizing he was now standing shirtless.

"EHH?!" Izuku looked around frantically, his eyes darting about, only to spot the pair of floating hands carrying his shirt away

He finally located the culprit-Setsuna, standing nearby in a two-piece purple bikini, her grin mis heinous as she tossed his shirt aside.

"Hehehehe," Setsuna chuckled, clearly enjoying his reaction.

"S-Setsuna!" Izuku exclaimed, still red-faced.

"What? You get to see the girls in hot bikini's bur you won't give us the courtesy of showing off that toned upper body of yours? A little unfair, don't ya think?" she teased, a small blush dusting her own cheeks as she crossed her arms playfully.

Around them, the other girls couldn't help but sneak glances. Momo quickly looked away, her cheeks pink, but couldn't resist stealing another look, her face reddening even more.

Yui, on the other hand, looked with her neutral expression, somehow managing to make her gaze appear both innocent and curious as she assessed him without a hint of embarrassment.

Kyouka turned slightly, her cheeks tinged piling as she awkwardly played with her earphone jacks, trying to act indifferent. Mina and Setsuna took in the sight of his toned physique without shame.

"Mm. Hot," Yui commented, standing close enough that Izuku could catch a glimpse of her cleavage, her blunt words catching him off guard.

"Honestly, Tokage, can you be any more of a sexual deviant?" Ibara interjected, wearing a modest two-piece with a green cloth tied around her waist. "Your ways border on sinful. May God's grace forgive these impious tendencies you so boldly embrace." She walked over to Izuku, giving Setsuna an exasperated look. "I'm sorry, Midoriya. Setsuna can't help her... tendencies."

"It's fine..." Izuku said, offering an awkward smile.

Setsuna just grinned. "See? Izuku doesn't mind showing a little skin." Ibara sighed, but despite herself, her gaze lingered on Izuku's torso for a moment, her cheeks tinging pink before she composed herself. "Ahem, we should get started," she murmured, looking away.

"Agreed," Momo nodded, breaking the tension.

Soon, Class A and B scattered across the water park, excitement palpable. Kirishima, Sato, and Tetsutetsu raced to the steepest slides, their competitive spirits flaring, with Mina and Setsuna laughing as they joined them. Momo stayed near the pools with Toru and Pony, who sported a bright orange bikini and jean shorts, playfully splashing each other.

The rest of the students found themselves on various rides or lounging in the shallow waters, each enjoying the carefree day in their own way.

Izuku blushed deeply as he and Jirou prepared to get onto the narrow, winding water slide, designed for two riders to sit closely together. His heart pounded, and he couldn't help but sneak a glance at Kyouka, who was already seated in the double tube, looking surprisingly relaxed as she waited for him.

"Greenie, come on!" Kyouka called, her tone teasing but with a hint of nervousness.

Izuku took a deep breath, trying to compose himself.' Act natural, act natural, he repeated mentally as he slid into the tube. Okay, this doesn't seem so bad' , he thought, feeling a bit more at ease.

"Ah, no, not like that!" the attendant suddenly called out, interrupting his thoughts. "Your legs go forward, right under the arms of the person in front."

Both Izuku and Kyouka instantly flushed, faces turning bright red.

"W-WHAT?!"they stammered in unison.

'No way!' Izuku's mind raced. 'I have to put my legs under her armpits?' His heart hammered faster, his fingers fidgeting nervously against the tube.

Kyouka shifted awkwardly in the tube, glancing over her shoulder at him, her face heating up as her eyes briefly landed on his muscular legs. 'N-No way... he's going to be that close...' she thought, biting her lip.

"Miss, if you could lift your elbows for a moment?" the attendant asked gently.

Kyouka swallowed, her cheeks burning as she lifted her arms to make room.

"Uh... r-right, sure!" she stammered, glancing forward to avoid eye contact, her hands gripping the sides of the tube tightly as Izuku carefully slid his legs beneath her arms.

'Oh man, this is nerve-wracking... 'Kyouka thought, feeling the warmth radiating from his legs against her sides as she tried to keep her breathing steady, each of them hyper-aware of the closeness between them.

Izuku settled in behind Kyouka, his legs snugly positioned under her arms. They were uncomfortably close, and both could feel the tension in the air. To distract herself from her racing heart, Kyouka decided to tease him.

"S-So, feeling cozy back there, Midoriya?" she said, glancing back with a playful smirk. "Just don't get any funny ideas, alright? I'm not your personal love seat."

Izuku's face went beet red, and he stammered, "N-No, of course not!" He tried to play it cool, but Kyouka could see right through him.

"Good,"she replied, her grin widening. "Because if you keep squirming back there, I might start thinking you want a little more than just a ride."

As she turned back around, her cheeks flushed, and she tried to convince herself it was just a water slide. Stay cool, Kyouka, she thought, her heart racing. It's not like we're on a date or anything.

...

As they pushed off from the platform, the double tube shot down the water slide, sending Izuku and Kyouka spiraling into a whirlwind as water rushed past them.

"W-Woah!" Kyouka exclaimed as the tube whipped around tight curves, the sound of rushing water drowning out their laughter and screams.

Kyouka's heart raced as they twisted and turned down the slide. She could feel the warmth radiating from Izuku behind her, sending a shiver down her spine and making the ride even more thrilling.

"H-Hold on tight!"

Izuku's eyes widened as he gripped the sides of the tube, unable to do anything but scream as they hurtled down another steep drop.

They plunged into a sharp turn, the world around them blurring. Kyouka instinctively leaned back, pressing against Izuku, whose cheeks turned a bright shade of crimson at the feeling of her so close to him.

'S-she's so close!'

With one final exhilarating drop, they flew off the end of the slide and hit the water with a massive splash, sending waves crashing around them.

Izuku's eyes shot open as he found himself underwater. He looked around before swimming to the surface, sputtering and gasping for air, his gaze immediately searching for Kyouka.

"Are you okay?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.

A few feet away, Kyouka was treading water, her face dripping. She shook her head and laughed, water streaming down her cheeks. "Yeah, just a little wet."

They swam toward each other, the excitement of the ride still buzzing between them. When they finally met, Izuku noticed how close they were. Her hair was plastered to her face, droplets glistening on her skin.

Without thinking, he reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her forehead. A jolt of electricity rushed through both of them, Izuku could have sworn his heart skipped a beat.

Kyouka's breath hitched at the soft touch, a shiver running down her spine. Their eyes met, and both felt a spark, their faces turning red as they realized the closeness of the moment.

Their gazes locked, hearts racing, as Kyouka slowly lowered his hand.

"You know, that was pretty fun," she said, her voice slightly breathless.

"Yeah... it was..." Izuku replied, his gaze drifting to her lips.

Kyouka leaned in, her usual playful smirk returning, with a hint of a blush. "Well, if you ever want to take another ride, just let me know. I might need a stronger 'life raft' next time."

Izuku chuckled nervously, his blush deepening. "Deal." His heart pounded in his chest.

The rest of the time, everyone continued to revel in the excitement of the water park, enjoying the various rides and attractions. Izuku resurfaced from another thrilling slide wiping water from his eyes as he swam yo the edge of the pool. He settled onto the tile edges' legs dangling in the cool water, taking a moment to soak in the cheerful atmosphere.

His gaze swept across the park, where his friends and classmates were laughing and swimming together. He spotted Tsuyu and Ochako playfully splashing each other.

Nearby, Reiko and Tokoyami sat on a float, sharing a quiet conversation. Kirishima, meanwhile, was showing off flexing his muscles as he challenged others to see who could make the biggest splash.

Izuku sighed softly, a small smile tugging at his lips. "I wonder if things are going to stay like this," he murmured to himself, his thoughts drifting.

"You'll have to work to keep them that way," came a familiar voice.

Izuku looked up, startled to see Momo approaching. She gave him a warm smile before sitting down beside him, her skin brushing lightly against his. "Hi, Izuku."

"Oh, Momo! I didn't see you there," Izuku said, his heart skipping a beat.

Momo tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "You're not going on any more rides?"

"Nah, I think I'm done for the day," Izuku replied, leaning back on his hands. "What about you?"

Momo shook her head. "I feel the same. But today has definitely been memorable."

"Yeah," Izuku said softly. "I never really had fun on trips like these before. I usually just ended up alone, watching everyone else."

Momo scooted a bit closer, her arm brushing against his as a faint blush crept onto her cheeks. "I... I know what you mean. I didn't have many friends back in middle school either. You were actually one of my first real friends."

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise, his face flushing a deep red. "R-Really?"

Momo nodded, her gaze soft. "Yes. And it's something I treasure. You never let me pay for anything, and you don't ask me for favors like most people would. I appreciate that you're genuine."

Izuku rubbed the back of his neck, his own blush deepening. "Well, I mean... it's no fun just copying someone's homework. I'd rather work through it with you and actually learn something."

Momo's smile widened as she looked at him. "It's nice, Izuku. I don't feel like you're using me for anything, which is... refreshing."

Izuku met her eyes, feeling a bit embarrassed. "I was actually kind of worried you might think I was. You're one of my closest friends, Momo. You mean a lot to me, and I didn't want to give you the wrong idea."

Momo's cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink, and she looked away for a moment before gathering her courage. "Hey, Izuku," she began softly, "do you... want to take a walk with me?"

Izuku blinked in surprise, his heart thudding in his chest, but he smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I'd like that."

""Wait," Momo said as they were about to leave, stopping in her tracks. With a quick focus, she created a green hoodie, the same shade as the one Izuku usually wore. She put it on and zipped it up, covering her cleavage. "There."

Izuku blushed, his eyes widening. "Y-You didn't have to do that, Momo."

Momo gave a soft smile, noticing his reaction. "Izuku, despite what my hero costume may imply, I really don't appreciate men constantly ogling me."

Izuku scratched the back of his neck, still flustered. "I-I get that."

Momo glanced around, her eyes scanning the area thoughtfully. "Though, it's weird... I haven't felt Mineta's creepy stare at all today."

Izuku quickly cleared his throat. "Oh, uh... don't worry about him. He's, um... dealt with."

Momo raised an eyebrow, curious but decided not to press it further. She smiled, and they continued walking, side by side.

...

The two continued walking in relative silence-comfortable for Momo, but a storm of thoughts raged in Izuku's mind.

'Should I say something? No, wait... what if I say the wrong thing? Will she think I'm boring? Argh, come on, Izuku, just talk!' he fretted internally as they walked side by side.

"So, um... Momo," Izuku started, his nerves showing through his voice. Momo turned her head toward him, a soft smile still on her lips.

"Yeah?" she asked, her tone gentle and encouraging, which only made Izuku more flustered.

"Uh... why did you want to walk with me?" Izuku asked, mentally berating himself. Stupid, stupid question!

Momo blinked, then chuckled lightly, placing a finger to her chin as if she were pondering. "Honestly, I just wanted to spend some time with you-just the two of us," she said, smiling sincerely.

Izuku's face lit up with a blush. "O-Oh," he stammered, scratching the back of his head. "D-Do you, uh, maybe want to get some ice cream?" he suggested hastily, eager to shift the focus before he embarrassed himself further. The offer seemed to brighten Momo's face instantly.

"Oh, that sounds nice," she replied.

"I saw this small ice cream place when you girls..." Izuku's face turned crimson. "W-When you tricked me with the whole b-bikini thing," he stuttered, still visibly embarrassed by the memory.

Momo's cheeks reddened as well, her eyes flicking away for a second. "Right... sorry about that," she said, feeling a bit sheepish.

"N-No, it's fine!" Izuku quickly reassured her. "But... I'll definitely be more cautious next time," he mumbled, mostly to himself.

Momo gave him a curious glance, but before she could say anything, Izuku brightened. "C'mon! Let's get some ice cream!" he said with enthusiasm, leading the way.

They reached the small ice cream stand where an elderly vendor greeted them with a knowing grin. "What can I get for the young couple?"

Izuku's entire face went bright red as he flailed his hands in protest. "N-No, w-we're not a couple! Really!"

Momo blushed too, though her reaction was much more composed. She smiled politely at the vendor. "Two cones, please. I'll have mint chocolate chip."

The vendor chuckled, enjoying their flustered reactions. "And for you, young man?" he asked.

"Uh, I-I'll have chocolate!" Izuku said, his voice cracking slightly, still trying to recover from the couple comment.

As they walked away from the stand with their ice cream, Izuku nervously laughed. "C-Can you believe he thought we were dating?" he said, scratching his head awkwardly.

Momo, who had been enjoying her ice cream, suddenly paused. Her heart clenched at his words, and though she managed to keep her smile, it faltered slightly.

'I've already told him how I feel, but he hasn't said anything... does he not feel the same? she wondered, her thoughts spiraling. Or maybe... maybe he's too shy or unsure to bring it up...'

She blushed, glancing at Izuku, who remained blissfully unaware of her internal struggle, still nervously licking his ice cream.

"Honestly, I wouldn't mind if that's how people saw us," Momo said shyly, looking away with a blush on her cheeks.

Izuku's heart skipped a beat, his face turning bright red. "W-What?"

Realizing how bold her comment sounded, Momo quickly tried to backtrack. "I-I mean... it's kind of nice that people think we're close, don't you think?" she said, her blush deepening.

"Uh... w-well, I... uh... Momo... Momo..." Izuku stammered, his face now fully red, even his ears were tinged pink. His words fumbled into an incoherent mess as his mind raced. Before the awkward silence could grow, a sudden voice broke through.

"So the rumours weren't just idle gossip after all. Momo Yaoyorozu, the brilliant heiress of the Yaoyorozu name, has decided to settle for Izuku Midoriya?" A condescending chuckle followed.

Both Momo and Izuku turned to see a group of girls approaching. Leading them was a tall, pale girl with sharp, cat-like eyes framed by thick lashes. Her irises were a striking bluish-lilac colour. Her straight hair fell to her waist, with ear-length clumps and a neat fringe in a hime cut. Its colour was an unusual blend between baby blue, lavender, and pale grey.

She wore a fitted black turtleneck sweater that accentuated her slender figure, paired with dark skinny jeans. Draped loosely over her shoulders was a cream-coloured trench coat and her ankle boots clicked softly against the pavement as she approached.

Momo and Izuku exchanged a confused glance before turning back to the group.

"Uh, who are you?" Izuku asked hesitantly.

"Intelli Saiko. A pleasure," the girl introduced herself with a smug smile.

Before Momo and Izuku could respond, Saiko stopped in place, clearly expecting their full attention.

...

"And I'm well aware of who you both are," Saiko said, her gaze shifting between them. "Momo Yaoyorozu and..." She turned her condescending smirk toward Izuku, clearly unimpressed.

"...the famous Izuku Midoriya," she added with an exaggerated tone. Momo shot Izuku a quick glance, her expression tinged with annoyance.

Saiko smiled sweetly. "I always thought someone of your calibre would have more... discerning tastes, Yaoyorozu. But I suppose even heiresses can have lapses in judgment."

Momo narrowed her eyes, folding her arms defensively. "I don't appreciate how you're speaking about Izuku..."

"First-name basis already? How cute," Saiko teased, a smirk playing on her lips as she covered her mouth, stifling a laugh. Her friends snickered behind her, exchanging amused glances.

Momo's eye twitched in irritation, while Izuku scratched the back of his head, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Momo forced herself to respond calmly.

"Oh, where are my manners?" Saiko continued, her tone dripping with insincerity. "As I mentioned, I'm Seiko Intelli. My friends and I are from Seiai Academy."

Momo's eyes widened in recognition. "Oh, I remember! You were second in the overall rankings for my prefecture when I was in my second year of middle school," she said, folding her arms, still annoyed by Saiko's attitude.

"Yes, I remember it well," Saiko replied, her smile tight. "You, just a year younger, took first place while I was stuck in second. It's hard to forget something like that, especially when everyone treats it like a major achievement for you." Her voice dripped with bitterness, revealing her true feelings.

Izuku looked at Momo, surprise evident in his expression. "Wait, Momo, you ranked first in your prefecture?" he asked, genuinely impressed.

Momo smiled, her pride shining through. "Yes! It was actually one of the reasons they accepted me through recommendations."

Saiko scoffed, her tone dripping with disdain. "Yes, yes, Momo Yaoyorozu-undeniably intelligent. Yet she's chosen to associate with Midoriya? Who knew that even the smartest could have such questionable standards?" she remarked, her group of friends snickering behind her.

Momo clenched her fists, a mix of anger and disappointment flashing in her eyes. "You really need to work on your people skills, Saiko. This isn't a competition, and we all have different strengths," she retorted, standing her ground.

Saiko feigned surprise, placing a hand over her heart. "Oh, how noble! But in my experience, it's always a competition in the end. Isn't that right, girls?"

"Someone reckless? Honestly, just look at Midoriya; from the Sports Festival alone, it was painfully clear he has zero control over his Quirk," Saiko said, her tone dripping with superiority.

"And let's face it, the only reason someone so utterly lacklustre managed to gain admission to UA is thanks to the sheer power of his Quirk. It's almost laughable!" She smirked, prompting her friends to giggle softly, exchanging amused glances at the spectacle.

"Frankly, I expected you to be with Todoroki, the son of Endeavor himself. After all, he's got the looks and the lineage. But I suppose even beauty can't guarantee discerning taste in men," she continued, her voice laced with condescension. "But please, Momo, enlighten me about your... choices. It's almost adorable how you think you can elevate someone so ordinary to hero status."

Her friends erupted in laughter, thoroughly enjoying Saiko's high-class arrogance and the way she effortlessly belittled Momo and her choice of partner, their mockery ringing in the air.

Izuku turned to Momo, feeling a wave of guilt wash over him. I can't believe they're insulting her just because we're friends. I'm used to mean girls, but I'm not even her boyfriend, and she's taking the heat for knowing me.'He thought, then shot a glare at the girls, which momentarily silenced their laughter and narrowed their eyes at him.

Izuku inhaled deeply, mustering his courage. "You know, just because Momo beat you in the rankings doesn't mean you have to be so cruel to her."

Saiko's eyes widened, then narrowed into a glare. "Excuse you?"

Momo looked at Izuku in surprise as he continued, "You're upset because she beat you, and it must sting even more that she's younger, right?" He noted the bitterness simmering in Saiko's gaze.

"So you're nitpicking at whatever you can just to feel better about yourself? Honestly, that's pretty sad."Izuku's words were steady, and he held Saiko's gaze, refusing to back down. The girls looked ready to slap him for his boldness.

Saiko raised an eyebrow, her annoyance palpable. "So your boyfriend has a bit of a tongue on him, doesn't he?"

"Oh, no, we're not-"Izuku started to say, but Momo suddenly grabbed his arm.

"Yes, Izuku Midoriya is my boyfriend!" Momo declared, confidence shining in her voice.

"Eh?" Izuku blinked, surprise flashing across his face as he blushed profusely.

Saiko narrowed her eyes, the smirk fading from her face.

"And you think your intelligence should dictate who you can or can't like? That's an odd conclusion to draw, "Momo shot back, her gaze steady on Saiko while Izuku fidgeted beside her.

"Tch."Saiko's eyes flicked to a nearby tea shop before she smirked again, her demeanor shifting to one of challenge. "Well, if you're so smart, how about a little friendly competition at Shogi?"

Momo raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What do you mean?"

"A Shogi match to see who's truly the smartest. Call it pride, but I can't sit here knowing that someone who picked such a mediocre boyfriend-someone younger than me-somehow beat me in the rankings," Saiko proposed, her voice filled with a mix of challenge and derision.

Momo's expression hardened with determination. "With pleasure! And when I win, I want a formal apology to Izuku."

Saiko shrugged, hiding her annoyance behind a feigned nonchalance. "Tch, sure, I'll apologize," she replied.

...

"Momo, what exactly are we doing?" Izuku asked, confusion evident in his tone as he followed her.

"What? We're going to beat that stuck-up girl in Shogi,"Momo responded, her voice firm as they trailed behind Saiko and her group of friends toward a tea shop.

"Uh, yeah, I get that," Izuku replied, scratching the back of his head. "But why? And... why did you call me your boyfriend back there?"

Momo stopped in her tracks and turned to him, her rare display of anger catching Izuku by surprise. She stomped her foot, her usually composed expression replaced by a frustrated frown.

Her hands clenched tightly into fists, her eyes burning with indignation. "Weren't you the least bit frustrated with the way they talked about you? The way they belittled you and looked down on you so condescendingly?" she snapped.

"She was so... so-"Momo's voice trembled with frustration as she clenched her fists even tighter.

Izuku blinked, momentarily caught off guard by how passionate she was. She looks kinda cute when she's angry, he thought, though the moment was short-lived as he realized how serious she was.

"I mean, yeah, I was a little frustrated," Izuku admitted, rubbing his neck awkwardly. "But... I don't really care all that much."

Momo froze, her expression softening from anger to surprise as she looked at him.

"I'm kinda used to girls like her, you know?"Izuku continued, his voice calm but honest. "Back when I was quirkless, people like Saiko were everywhere. A lot of girls thought I wasn't worth their time, and even now, it's not like it's that different. People still say stuff, like I'm undateable or whatever. One girl actually said-"he paused, giving a wry smile, "-'I'd rather date a sewer rat than him.'"

He shrugged, but there was a small glimmer of pain in his eyes, despite his casual tone. "I've learned to deal with it. It's not like anything's going to change."

Momo's frustration softened into something more tender. She stared at him for a moment, her heart aching at how casually he brushed off years of hurt. "Izuku..."

Izuku gave her a small, reassuring smile. "Don't get me wrong, I'm used to it by now. But, uh... thanks for sticking up for me back there. That meant a lot." He looked down at his feet, his usual shy demeanor returning.

Momo, feeling a sudden surge of protectiveness, straightened up and grabbed his hand, surprising him.

"Well, I care,"she said firmly. "You're not undateable or anything less than amazing. And if I have to win some silly game of Shogi to prove that, then so be it."

Izuku stared at her, his heart pounding a little faster. "Momo..."

Her determination reignited, Momo turned back toward the tea shop, pulling him along with her. "Come on, we've got a match to win."

Izuku, still flustered, allowed himself to be dragged along. How did we even get here?

Momo glanced over at the group of girls, who were whispering and giggling among themselves. When they noticed Momo's gaze, Seiko gave a smug, condescending wave, then leaned over to whisper something to her friends. They all giggled before turning to wave mockingly at Momo and Izuku. Momo's anger flared, her eyes narrowing in irritation.

"Izuku," Momo muttered, clenching her fists slightly, "I know it's childish and immature, but I'm going to beat her in Shogi and make her apologize."

Izuku let out a small sigh, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "Ah... okay, but you know, I could just use Brainstorm and beat her in like five moves," he suggested, flashing her an awkward grin.

Momo shook her head, her expression firm. "No. They insulted you because of me. Let me handle this and defend your honor."

Izuku blinked, surprised. "Like... like a knight defending her princess?"

Momo's face immediately flushed red. "I-I mean, if that's how you want to put it, then... yes,"she stammered, looking away.

Izuku couldn't help but chuckle at how serious she was."Isn't the guy usually the knight, though?"

Momo blushed even harder, avoiding his gaze."Well... yes, but let's not stick to old traditions. Today, I'm the knight in shining armor, and I'm defending your honor," she declared, puffing out her chest with determination.

That's when Izuku couldn't hold back anymore. He started to laugh, trying his best to stifle it behind his hand, but it was no use.

Momo's face burned in embarrassment. "D-Don't laugh!" she protested, flustered.

"I-I'm not!" Izuku managed between chuckles, his shoulders shaking.

"Yes, you are!" Momo snapped, her eyes narrowing as she lightly smacked him on the arm. Her face was now completely red.

"S-Sorry!"Izuku said, still chuckling." It's just... the way you said it... it was so corny!"

"Oh, shut up!"Momo huffed, crossing her arms and turning away, though the corner of her mouth twitched upward.

They both ended up sharing a laugh, the tension between them easing as they continued walking toward the tea shop.

Their moment was abruptly interrupted by Saiko's voice."We're here."

The group stopped in front of Kogane Shogi Teahouse, a traditional building with wooden walls and sliding shoji doors. Lush bonsai trees lined the pathway, and the soft sound of a koi pond added to the peaceful ambiance.

Izuku and Momo paused, their eyes wide with awe at the serene beauty of the place.

Momo took a deep breath, catching a whiff of the air. Her brow lifted slightly, a bit of drool forming at the corner of her mouth. "Is that Lapsang Souchong I smell?"

"Lapsang Souch... er... what?" Izuku thought, confused.

"Wow, color me surprised. You've got a good palate for tea," Saiko remarked begrudgingly, her tone betraying a hint of respect that Momo instantly noticed.

"It's unfortunate that you can't say the same for your choice in partners," Saiko added with a snicker. Momo's eye twitched, but before she could respond, Izuku placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, offering her a reassuring smile.

"My taste in partners is just fine, though your attitude could use some work," Momo said calmly. "Constantly belittling others to make yourself feel superior only shows your own lack of self-worth."

Saiko froze mid-step, turning slowly toward Momo with a strained smile, clearly unsettled by the retort. Momo smiled back, her eyes closed, exuding confidence. Izuku could practically feel the tension crackling between the two.

"Welcome to Kogane Shogi Teahouse," a friendly attendant in a traditional kimono approached them with a warm smile, expertly breaking the tense moment.

"We encourage you to wear our provided yukatas."

"Thank you," one of Saiko's companions said, stepping forward. "We would like a private area to enjoy a game of Shogi and sample your finest teas."

"Miss Intelli will require her own changing room," she added briskly, sounding almost like an assistant. "Please ensure the tea is warmed to the appropriate temperature."

Izuku and Momo sweatdropped in unison. Is she your secretary? they both thought, glancing at Saiko.

The attendant maintained her pleasant demeanor without missing a beat. "Of course. Please follow me to the changing rooms. Afterward, we will lead you to your Shogi table while we prepare your tea."

The group gave a small bow of thanks, following the attendant down the hall.

A few minutes later, Momo and Saiko sat across from each other at a low wooden Shogi table, their movements graceful, both draped in elegantly styled yukatas. Momo's was a soft pastel pink, adorned with delicate cherry blossoms, while Seiko's was a striking blue, embroidered with intricate, regal patterns.

Izuku, seated beside Momo, quietly watched the game unfold, his own yukata complementing hers. Momo cupped her chin, her brow lightly furrowed in concentration, lips pressed as she calculated her next move.

Saiko, with her usual air of superiority, leisurely sipped her tea, eyes never leaving Momo's. She placed the cup down with a soft clink, a smirk dancing on her lips. "Are you sure you want to continue this little charade, Yaoyorozu? I'd hate to humiliate you in front of your... boyfriend."

Izuku opened his mouth, prepared to clarify the term, but Momo's subtle pinch on his thigh silenced him. "Ow!" he whispered, rubbing the spot. Ignoring his brief outburst, Momo calmly moved her silver general forward.

"I'm quite confident in my abilities," Momo replied with a measured tone, "but unlike you, Intelli, I don't mistake arrogance for certainty. There is always room for the unexpected."

Seiko's eyes glinted as she slid her rook forward, capturing one of Momo's knights with a swift, almost smug, motion. "Confidence? Please," she said with a smirk, "You're toying with delusions. My formula of success is already decided. It's not arrogance. It's just fact."

Momo's fingers hovered above her next piece, her usually calm demeanor threatened by Saiko's sharp tongue. She had lost a few pieces, and Seiko's strategic ruthlessness was hard to ignore. Izuku, silently observing, couldn't help but notice Seiko taking yet another sip of tea-her fifth cup, by his count. His eyebrow twitched, but he said nothing.

Taking a slow, steady breath, Momo composed herself. She closed her eyes briefly, centering her thoughts before placing her bishop in a calculated defensive position. Her voice, when she spoke, was quiet but carried undeniable weight.

"Before you make yet another ill-informed comment about my choice of boyfriends,"

Momo began, her gaze sharp and unwavering, "let me correct your rather unfortunate misconceptions about Izuku Midoriya"

Saiko raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. "Misconceptions? Oh, my dear, I know everything I need to know. A reckless child with no real control over his Quirk, breaking his own bones like some untrained savage. I watched the Sports Festival. The boy is a hazard to himself. And honestly, for someone with such an allegedly versatile Quirk, his forms were embarrassingly lackluster."

Momo's hand lingered over her gold general, her jaw tightening as Seiko prattled on, her insults barbed and deliberate.

"And let's not forget the debacle with Todoroki," Saiko continued, clearly enjoying herself. "What kind of fool would provoke their opponent into using their full strength? It's laughable, really, that Todoroki even wasted his time on someone so brutish. Midoriya only won because Todoroki wasn't trying-how could anyone with sense think otherwise?"

Momo moved her gold general forward, her tone now firm, her patience fraying but still intact. "You're mistaken on several points, Seiko. Izuku has full control over his Quirk. bone-breaking is simply the result of overuse, a temporary limitation that, with time, his body will adapt to and overcome."

Seiko's hand faltered slightly, her confidence flickering for the briefest of moments.

Momo pressed on, her words now cutting, though she maintained her composure. She shifted her rook into a bold offensive position, locking eyes with Seiko.

"But of course," Momo continued, "if you prefer to distort reality to fit your narrative,I can hardly be surprised. I just thought someone with your supposed intelligence would recognize the truth when it's staring them in the face."

Seiko's expression darkened, her fingers tightening around her next piece, but Momo could see the frustration beginning to creep in. Izuku watched in quiet amazement as Momo maintained her poise.

"And unlike you," Momo added, her voice now tinged with a quiet, cutting authority, "I don't base my relationships on shallow things like appearances or status. It's rather telling, actually, that you think so highly of yourself, yet your understanding of people is so painfully lacking."

Seiko's hand trembled ever so slightly as she moved her remaining pieces, clearly rattled. Izuku watched as Momo placed her final piece with deliberate grace, her eyes never leaving Saiko's.

"And as for Todoroki," Momo continued, her final move sealing the game, "if you were even half the hero Izuku is, you'd have realized he wasn't fighting Todoroki-he was helping him. But of course, something as selfless as that would never cross your mind."

Momo set her silver general down with a soft tap, leaning back slightly. "Checkmate."

Saiko stared at the board, frustration tightening her features as she realized her defeat.

Izuku smiled slightly. "Though, unlike Momo, she didn't have to resort to using an intelligence-boosting Quirk to win."

Seiko's eyes widened. "H-How did you know?!"

Momo blinked, confused. "Wait, what? Intelligence Quirk? Izuku, what are you talking about?"

Izuku scratched his head before explaining. "Well, I noticed how much tea she was drinking, but it really clicked when I saw the pattern. Every time Saiko was in a tough spot or lost a piece, she'd take a sip. After that, she'd make sharper, more calculated moves. It seemed too consistent to be a coincidence. Turns out, tea is actually a common way for people with intelligence-boosting Quirks to enhance their abilities. Different brands of tea provide varying levels of mental enhancement."

Saiko's eyes narrowed, her frustration bubbling beneath her calm exterior. She stood abruptly, motioning for her friends to follow. They scrambled up from their seats, ready to leave.

"Ahem." Momo's voice broke through the tension, calm but firm. "We had an agreement, Intelli."

Saiko halted, her back to them. One of her friends muttered, "Ms. Intelli doesn't have to-"

Saiko raised a hand, silencing her friend, her face stiff with annoyance. She turned back toward Momo and Izuku, forcing a tight-lipped smile. "Fine." Her voice was clipped, each word sounding like it physically pained her to say. "Midoriya... I apologize for my earlier comments. Clearly, I... underestimated you."

The words came out reluctantly, dripping with condescension despite her attempt at formality. Without another word, she turned on her heel, leaving quickly with her group trailing behind her. The forced apology hung in the air like a thin veneer over her bruised pride.

O"kay, not to sound mean, but I kinda wish I'd used Brainstorm."Izuku said as he watched the group of girls leave

Momo raised an eyebrow, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Oh? So you wanted to beat her and insult her in the process?"

Izuku chuckled, stepping closer. "With how arrogant Saiko was, Brainstorm would've had a field day. He really doesn't like people who think they're smarter than him. Or... me, I guess."

Momo giggled, a playful light dancing in her gaze. "Yes, I can imagine it. He'd probably say something like, 'How dare someone with such low intelligence try to challenge me? It's almost laughable.'" She mimicked Brainstorm's voice with surprising accuracy, making Izuku laugh out loud.

"That's pretty spot on," he admitted, "but I think his words would've been more... sophisticated."

Momo smiled and tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Ah, yes, I forgot. Brainstorm only uses advanced vocabulary to show off his knowledge. He'd probably quip, 'Engaging in intellectual discourse with you is akin to solving Fermat's Last Theorem-an endeavor best left to the more capable.'"

Izuku blinked, tilting his head in confusion. Momo noticed and burst out laughing. "Trust me," she said through her giggles, "if you were Brainstorm right now, you'd be laughing at how perfect that was."

Izuku chuckled, still not quite getting it. "I'll take your word for it."

As the laughter subsided, the two stood quietly, watching the sun dip below the horizon. The soft, warm glow bathed them in light, the atmosphere comfortable and serene.

Then, unexpectedly, Izuku felt a pair of soft lips press against his cheek, quick but full of warmth. His eyes widened in surprise.

"Thanks for coming with me," Momo said, tugging nervously at her black bangs. Her cheeks were flushed pink as she looked away. "I'm sure you would've rather been doing something else."

Izuku, still feeling the warmth of her kiss, turned to her, his face turning an even deeper shade of red. "N-no, really, I had fun! I mean... I could've done without Saiko, but the rest of the day..." He trailed off, his voice soft as his blush deepened.

Momo's own blush mirrored his as she avoided his gaze, clearly flustered. She wasn't used to being this bold, and the sudden shift in the air between them left her heartbeat racing.

In a rare moment of boldness himself, Izuku gently took her hand in his. His touch was careful, almost hesitant. Momo looked at him, wide-eyed. Before she could react, he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on the back of her hand.

Momo's breath caught in her throat, her face practically glowing red now. She froze, her heart fluttering uncontrollably at the unexpected gesture. She didn't know what to say, the sudden surge of emotions making her feel lightheaded.

"If you want," Izuku said quietly, a shy but sincere smile on his lips, "we could go inside, play a game of Shogi... and maybe have some tea?"

Momo blinked, trying to regain her composure. A smile slowly spread across her face, though the flustered warmth still clung to her cheeks. "I... I'd really like that," she replied softly.

...

Izuku was currently walking, a towel wrapped around his waist, as he turned the dial of the Omnitrix.

"Today was pretty nice... but I still haven't activated Float. Hmm, maybe jumping off a building will trigger my flight-or-fight instinct, and I'll be able to use All Might's master's quirk. Diamondhead with Float sounds exciting! I could be more mobile and attack from the air." He gasped, excitement building.

"I could make crystal rain!" Izuku muttered to himself, snickering. "Great, Ashido's getting to me," he blushed, still focused on the Omnitrix as he continued to turn the dial. With each turn, the silver ridges clicked into place as he pressed the hourglass symbol.

"Nothing again... Maybe I should get a notebook and start jotting down the codes that don't work. There are probably a billion combinations," he sighed, heading toward the hot springs.

So immersed in the Omnitrix and his thoughts, Izuku wasn't paying attention to his surroundings.

"Maybe a relaxing time in the hot springs will clear my mind." As he slid open the door to the hot springs, steam billowed out to greet him. He stepped inside, and the warm air enveloped him, eliciting a sigh of relief.

He slowly dipped a foot into the water, feeling the heat rise through him as he waded in before submerging himself. :I never realized how sore my muscles have been. This feels amazing," Izuku said softly to himself.

Leaning back against one of the large stones framing the hot spring, he gazed up at the stars, allowing himself to relax for a while with his eyes closed.

Unfortunately, his peace was short-lived when he heard a girl's voice.

"I can't wait to get in!" Ochako exclaimed. "Just the sight makes my muscles feel better."

"Heh, it's only going to get better when we get in," Itsuka added, and he also heard the girls from Classes A and B chatting nearby.

Izuku quickly began to panic. 'Stupid! I was so invested in One For All and the Omnitrix that I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings! Idiot! Oh, no they're going to kill me!'

Just then, he heard the sliding door open. "Honestly, Setsuna, must you behave in such a shameful manner? Can you not practice some restraint?' Ibara said as she was the first to enter.

"Oh, and maybe you should learn to live a little," Setsuna retorted from inside.

Ibara stepped further in, her gaze sweeping across the hot spring only to land on Izuku sitting frozen in the water.

Hero eyes widened, and she blinked in shock. His eyes equally startled and met hers, and for a second, neither of them moved.

The horrifying realization hit her. She was as naked as the day she was born.

Her face turned scarlet as she quickly covered herself across her chest and the other between her legs rubbing her thighs in embarrassment.

With a panicked gasp, she turned on her heel and darted out of view, grabbing a towel and wrapping it hastily around her body. The girls looked on, confused by her strange behavior. Her heart was racing.

'What is he doing here?! This is the girls' hot springs!' Her face flushed deeply, a mix of shock and indignation flaring within her.

'He... He saw me! In such an immodest state...! The first man to see me... And he's not even my husband...' She pressed her hands against her burning face, her mind racing with mixture of shame and indignation.

With determination, she reentered the hot springs area to confront the first man who had inadvertently witnessed her in such a vulnerable state.'Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned...' She thought her heart racing.

'I'll have to reprimand this boy for his transgression-! Wait Midoriya is not the kind of person to intrude on the girls area out of perverse desire.'

Ibara gasped softly. 'He must have been fooled! Monoma or Mineta have set him up for this, this has Mineta's handiwork written all over to discredit by making him look like a pervert.' She sighed before clasping her hands in pray position.'Please forgive them.'

Taking a deep breath, she wrapped her towel more securely and re-entered the hot springs, finding Izuku still frozen in place, his face a mask of mortification. His eyes darted between her and the door, where the voices of the other girls were growing louder.

'So beautiful...'Izuku thought helplessly, his mind racing with panic. 'S-She's the first woman I've ever seen like this...' His thoughts lingered on the way she instinctively covered herself, the soft curves of her body and her bare breasts now seared into his memory, a vivid image he couldn't shake, no matter how hard he tried.

"N-No time for that! I need to get out of here!'

Ibara gave him a light scolding. She knew this wasn't his fault, but the fact he had seen her like that... Her cheeks flared crimson once more, and her body trembled in embarrassment.

Izuku gave Ibara a desperate look, silently mouthing, "Help me."

Despite her better judgment, Ibara's heart softened. She couldn't just leave him in this situation. She nodded in understanding, but before she could devise a plan, the voices of the other girls grew louder as they approached, and then the door to the hot springs swung open.

In a split-second decision, Ibara rushed toward Izuku in the hot springs. Without a moment hesitation, she pushed his head underwater, her heart racing, the quickly sat on his lap instinctively blocking him from view.

The warmth of the water enveloped them, the towel wrapped around her felt like a fragile shield against the two.

As she settled onto him, Ibara could feel the heat radiating from his body underwater.'What am I doing?!' She thought her heart pounding against her chest.

She was very aware of the intimacy of their positions, the way their bodies were pressed together in the warm water. She felt a wave of embarrassment washed over.

Izuku's mind raced as he felt her weight pressing down on him. Her body felt warm and delicate, their closeness hit him like freight train. He tried to focus on anything, but the feeling of her hips against his hips.'This is so bad!' Izuku exclaimed in brain.

...

"Ahhh, that feels nice," Toru said, her voice relaxed.

Class A and B gradually made their way into the hot springs, each enjoying the soothing warmth.

"You can say that again," Mina moaned, sinking deeper into the water as the tension in her body melted away.

Kinoko dipped her toes in, sighing contentedly. "Shroo...m, this is perfect."

"Ribbit... it's so warm," Tsuyu added softly, letting out a quiet sigh as she sank into the hot springs.

Setsuna settled beside Itsuka, her eyes wandering until they landed on Ibara. Raising an eyebrow, she leaned over. "Uh, Shiozaki, I get your religious practices go against going all natural, but..."

Ibara's face flushed a deep pink, clearly uncomfortable with the attention. Setsuna, however, continued without hesitation.

"Aren't you aware it's considered rude to wear towels in hot springs?" Setsuna smirked.

"W-Well, I... I don't see how it's any of your business," Ibara stammered, her cheeks still burning.

Jirou, watching the exchange, decided to step in. "Not everyone feels comfortable showing off their body, you know. She's probably just shy. It's better not to force her."

Ibara nodded, her heart racing as she felt the eyes on her. She knew how bold and invasive Setsuna could be, and with her current position-sitting on Izuku's lap-it was mortifying.

The real reason she was clinging to her towel wasn't modesty, though. She was trying to avoid an even more embarrassing situation. She definitely didn't want to be impaled.

'How is Midoriya doing, anyway?' Ibara glanced down, seeing just the tip of Izuku's nose peeking out from the water. He must have been surfacing for air before sinking back under again.

"Oh, by the way where did you go?" Ochako asked.

Momo tilted her head slightly, a curious smile gracing her lips.

"I mean you suddenly left kinda curious on where you ran off too." Ochako said

"O-Oh, I-I was with Izuku..." Momo said with a blush. The other girls exchanged knowing glances, each blush as they knew Momk had crush on Izuku, just like nearly every other girl in the hot spring.

"So what did you two do all day?" Mina asked, leaning in a playful grin. Momo still flustered, began recounting her day with Saiko, the girls giggling and laughing at the story, teasing her about her closeness with Izuku.

Meanwhile, Izuku was trapped in a very awkward situation. He had been so absorbed in the Omnitrix earlier that he hadn't noticed the signs of the male and female baths. Now he found himself in the girls' hot spring with one of the most devout girls in their class, Ibara Shiozaki he could practically hear the upcoming earful he would receive.

Her body pressed against him, every little shift she made sent jolts of heat coursing through him.

The pressure of her warmth was overwhelming, and as Ibara shifted again he felt himself losing control.

'C'mon Izuku, just don't think about Shiozaki!' Izuku thought before he began to plead.'Please, God's, Great Kamui, anyone! Help me out here!' He thought a desperate plea echoing in his mind.

'This is going to be harder than ever-DAMNIT!'

The pressure of her warmth became to much, and without warning his anatomy reacted pressing firmly against her towel. Izukus breath caught in his throat widened as panic set in.'Please, let Ibara not feel this.'

"And she was so-" Momo began but her words were abruptly cut off.

Ibara released a sultry moan, everyone quickly fell silent as it lasted for a few seconds but felt like minutes. As eyes fell to the girl.

Ibara pressed her fingers tightly against the bridge of her nose. Her face flushed a deep crimson as shame washed over her. She couldn't bring herself to look at anyone. Not after she'd moaned liked that. And worse, the unmistakable feel of his member pressed against against her through the towel. If the towel hadn't been there... Ibara blushed at the idea alone.'I-I might have... Been...'

Setsuna was having the time of her life, sporting the biggest shit-eating grub as she watched the scene unfold.

The other girls blinked in confusion, staring at Ibara as she desperately tried to compose herself.

"S-Sorry... I stubbed my toe..." Ibara stammered desperately, praying they would buy her flimsy excuse you.

"Huh? Really? Because from the sound of it, it seemed like you were moaning... and not in a very holy way, either." Setsuna teased, ready to pounce on Ibara's slip up.

"I-I stubbed my toe!" Ibara insisted, her voice higher pitched, clearly nervous.

Setsuna's eyes gleamed with amusement."Sure, sure... Or maybe you want me to come over there and help you out with whatever got you... worked up?" She teased, inching forward.

"N-No!" Ibara yelped, moving a little in her panic, the unintended shift on Izuku's lap made his body react instinctively, pressing against her in a way that sent a mixture of joy and mortification through his body. He's eyes snapped shut, body tensing up under the sensation.

The other girls exchanged knowing glances, the expressions shifting from surprise to suspicion, while Setsuna only grinned wider.

Ibara, on the other hand, felt like she was drowning in her own embarrassment, her mind racing as she struggled to come up with something-anything-that could explain away what just happened.

Sitting away from the others and having let out such a moan... It didn't take much for the girls to connect the dots, and the implication hung thick in the air, unspoken but obvious.

Overcome by unbearable shame, Ibara impulsively spoke the words that would either damn her further or provide a desperate escape.

"S-Sorry! Just... I've had Midoriya on my mind a lot lately... Excuse my... sinful action before." Her heart raced as she confessed, her fingers gripping the towel as if it were a life line.

Silence fell over the hot spring, the mere mention of Izuku sending a ripple of reactions across the girls' faces. Mina instinctively sank deeper into the water, submerging herself up to her neck, her skin flushing a faint lilac, her eyes darting nervously around.

Momo's eyes widened, her cheeks turning a deep shade of pink. She tried to focus on the water's surface, though her fingers fidgeted nervously beneath it, unable to steady herself. Kyouka, face bright red, absentmindedly twirled her jacks, sinking lower into the hot water as the rising steam added to the heat in her cheeks.

The silence grew heavier, each heartbeat thumping louder, almost in sync. Kyouka could hear the quickening pace of everyone's pulse, her own heart racing in response.

Setsuna, usually one for teasing remarks, was uncharacteristically quiet. Her playful grin faded, replaced by a soft blush as her thoughts deepened.

Ibara, seated on Izuku's lap beneath the water, could feel the tension building within her. Her entire body was rigid as she tried to maintain her composure, hoping none of the girls would notice her awkwardness.

She shifted slightly, keeping her back straight and her gaze forward, but the closeness of Izuku's body beneath hers made it nearly impossible to concentrate. Her heart hammered in her chest as she subtly adjusted herself, her hands gripping the edge of the spring as if for balance.

"It's just... after everything with Ghostfreak..." Ibara began, her voice faltering slightly. She bit her lip, glancing behind her just for a moment to ensure Izuku remained hidden beneath the water.

His presence, warm and unavoidably close, made her cheeks burn with a heat that had nothing to do with the springs.

She swallowed hard, trying to control the rush of emotions threatening to spill over.

"I've realized... a few things about how I feel about him," she finished softly, her words barely above a whisper.

"I... I know what you mean..." Ochako murmured, her usual blush deepening, eyes flicking to the water, hesitant to meet anyone's gaze.

"I can't stop thinking about him either..." she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper, but the sincerity in her words was unmistakable.

Underneath the water, Izuku's heart pounded furiously, his face turning a deep shade of red as he tried to stay still, caught between embarrassment and disbelief. Every word felt like a weight pressing on his chest, his emotions swirling around like the steam rising from the hot spring.

"I... I didn't realise how being a hero meant we could lose each other..." Ochako continued, her voice soft, vulnerable. She hugged herself, sinking a little deeper into the water, her knees pressing to her chest. "That losing Dekiru was such a real possibility... and I didn't even get to say goodbye."

"I know what you mean," Tsuyu added, her calm voice a reassuring contrast. "Ribbit... but we didn't lose him. He's still with us."

Mina, her cheeks flushed lilac, lowered herself further into the water, trying to hide her growing embarrassment. "He's always saying the nicest things out of nowhere, you know? Like... I tease him all the time, but it's different when he says something." Her eyes darted around nervously. "I get guys calling me cute or whatever all the time, but with him... it's just different." She sank lower, only her eyes above the water now, hiding her flustered state.

Toru, her unseen form making little ripples in the water, giggled softly. "And the way he gets all dorky and flustered... it's kinda cute."

"He's getting better, though," Momo chimed in, her fingers brushing the surface of the water. "He didn't get as flustered by those Seiai Academy girls."

Ochako frowned slightly at the mention of Seiai but quickly softened. "Well, they were pretty rude, so I can see why he wasn't impressed."

Momo nodded, her cheeks pink. "Even though they insulted him and his abilities, he didn't feel the need to prove himself. I admire that about his humility."

"The way he's always watching over everyone," Tsuyu said, her voice gentle, her fingers skimming the water. "Ribbit."

Setsuna's usual grin returned as she shook her head. "He's funny like that. Goes from stuttering to total badass in no time."

Nejire joined in, her hands splashing softly in the water. "And he can't ignore someone in trouble. I remember when he tried to help Aoi..." She smiled warmly, her admiration clear.

"And how he stands up for what's right, no matter what..." Kyouka added, her blush deepening as her jacks flicked lightly in the water. She glanced away, her heart racing. "Even when he was Quirkless, he still wanted to be a hero."

"When we're together, I feel like everything will be okay, you know?" Ochako said, her voice soft, almost like she was speaking more to herself than to the others.

"Yeah..." the others echoed, each of them sinking a little deeper into the water as their emotions weighed on them.

Itsuka, her arms resting on the edge of the spring, finally spoke up. "He always walks on the side closest to the road," she said with a fond smile.

"And he tells us to be careful in rescue training, but he's always the first one to jump into danger," Kyouka added, a small, fond chuckle escaping her.

"He's somehow the biggest idiot and the biggest nerd in the world," Setsuna teased, her grin widening. "How is that even possible?"

"Oh, you should see him geek out with Pony when they talk about manga and comics!" Yui added, her usual quiet voice coming out a bit more playfully. "Biggest dork in the world," she muttered just before Pony slapped her arm in embarrassment, her face turning a deep pink.

"Hey! Don't talk about him like that!" Pony squeaked, her voice flustered, cheeks puffing out.

Yui, ever calm, blinked. "I wasn't talking about Izuku."

Pony's face turned crimson as she squealed and submerged herself completely under the water, the others laughing softly.

Nejire's eyes sparkled as she animatedly splashed her hands in the water. "Oh, you should've seen him when he was undercover! He grabbed me, pulled me close, and told that creep, 'She's mine!'" She mimicked his dramatic gesture, throwing her arms wide.

"No way!" Mina exclaimed, leaning in, eyes wide in disbelief.

"You expect us to believe Izuku Midoriya-who can barely make physical contact with girls-held you like that?" Toru added, laughing in disbelief.

Ochako chuckled knowingly. "I'll believe it. When he's in hero mode, he's a different person."

"Told you!" Setsuna said with a grin. "He goes from stuttering mess to badass in no time."

As the girls' laughter filled the air, Izuku's heart swelled with emotion. Hidden beneath the water, with Ibara seated on his lap, he felt an overwhelming mix of pride, embarrassment, and gratitude. Their words echoed in his mind, and for the first time in a while, he smiled to himself, the memory of Goro's false vision from Seijaku fading into the background.

'So... this is how they see me?' Izuku thought, his face burning with a blush that the hot water only intensified. If it weren't for his situation-submerged and trying desperately not to be noticed-he might have been overwhelmed with emotion.

Toru's voice softened, a gentle smile forming on her invisible face. "There's just something about the way he makes everything feel... safe."

"Yeah, but it's still a mystery how someone so cute can be so damn hot," Setsuna added with a mischievous grin.

"Aren't all the boys muscular?" Yanagi asked, her calm voice cutting through the light laughter.

"Sure, but when it's someone you actually have... feelings for, they just look different, you know?" Setsuna replied, her grin softening into something more serious.

The girls giggled in agreement, the mood shifting between playful and contemplative as they shared glances.

'I wasn't going to say anything before, you know? But after the whole Ghostfreak incident...' Mina thought, her face turning a deeper shade of lilac as her heart raced. The other girls glanced at her, each one feeling a similar tug at their heartstrings.

'Maybe I should tell him... how I feel...' Ochako thought, her chest tightening as the thought crossed her mind. She quickly pushed it aside, but the idea lingered, making her heart beat faster.

As their quiet conversation continued, each of them silently came to the same conclusion-whatever the walls they had put up to protect themselves before had started to crumble, bit by bit, ever since they nearly almost lost him.

...

As the girls finally left the hot springs, Ibara lingered behind, her face flushed, telling the others she wanted a few more minutes alone. Kyouka was the last to leave, her jacks twitching as she paused, an eyebrow raised. For a brief moment, she swore she picked up two heartbeats, but she quickly dismissed it, assuming it was a mistake, and left.

Ibara let out a long sigh, her heart racing, as she slid off of Izuku's lap, her face burning with embarrassment. She couldn't believe she had stayed like that for so long, her body practically trembling as she stood up, still avoiding eye contact with him.

Izuku surfaced from the water, his face a mirror of her flustered state. "I... I'm really sorry, Shiozaki," he muttered, his voice low and filled with guilt.

Ibara's blush deepened as she turned to face him, her lips pressed into a tight line. Her body language was stiff, her hand clutching her towel as it began to slip. "Midoriya... this-this is highly improper!" Her voice quivered slightly, a mix of indignation and embarrassment clear in her tone. She adjusted her towel again, pulling it closer as if trying to hide her exposed skin. Her cheeks, however, betrayed her calm facade, growing redder by the second.

"I-I know, I'm sorry!" Izuku stammered, rubbing the back of his neck, his hands shaking from nerves.

Ibara let out a breath, steadying herself, though the blush remained. "Midoriya," she started, her voice softening for a moment, "I can only assume this was not intentional. You wouldn't willingly sin in such a way. Surely, Mineta or Monoma must have tricked you into entering this spring, yes? It's the only explanation I can think of."

Izuku blinked, confusion overtaking his face. "Uh... what?"

Ibara's brows furrowed, her gaze sharpening, though her face remained flushed. "That's why you're here, isn't it? They must have switched the signs or schemed against you... something sinful to lure you into temptation." Her hands gripped the towel tighter, her words reflecting both her anger and her discomfort.

Izuku's heart pounded. I could use this excuse, he thought, but his honesty won out. He lowered his head. "Actually... no. It wasn't them."

Ibara's face hardened, her flush deepening as her eyes narrowed. "What?" Her voice dropped, a dangerous edge in her tone.

"I-I was so distracted by the Omnitrix... I didn't notice I walked into the girls' hot spring," Izuku admitted, voice barely above a whisper as if confessing a grave sin.

For a second, silence reigned. Then-

SLAP!

Izuku winced, holding his cheek where Ibara's hand had connected. "Ow..." he muttered, the sting of both the slap and his embarrassment searing into him.

"Have you completely lost your senses, Midoriya?" Ibara snapped, her tone a mix of frustration and embarrassment. "Do you not realise the gravity of this? Such indecency... entering the sacred space of the women's spring without even realizing it? Have you no awareness?" Her voice quivered slightly at the end, her anger barely covering up the embarrassment of the situation. She tugged her towel tighter around her body again, as if shielding herself from the awkwardness that hung between them.

"I'm sorry," Izuku said softly, bowing his head, his shame weighing down his every word.

Ibara sighed, though it did little to hide her own flushed face as her grip on the towel tightened. "This could have... ended far worse."

...

Ibara's face flushed red with indignation. "I can't believe my husband wasn't the first man to see me naked," she muttered, glaring at the water, her embarrassment evident.

"S-Sorry..." Izuku stammered, immediately standing up to bow in apology. But as he rose, his eyes widened in horror-his towel had slipped off entirely. He froze, realizing far too late that Ibara had caught a glimpse of his... well, anatomy.

Ibara's eyes widened before she spun around, her hands flying to cover her face. Her cheeks burned as she struggled to maintain her composure. "Midoriya!" she squeaked, her voice betraying her flustered state.

Izuku yelped and turned away, scrambling to grab his towel and cover himself. "I-I'm so sorry!" he stammered, wrapping the towel hastily around his waist.

Ibara kept her back to him, taking a deep breath to steady her racing heart. "I... hope this teaches you a lesson about being aware of your surroundings." Her tone was stern, but her embarrassment was palpable as she tightened her towel, eyes fixed firmly away from Izuku.

Izuku nodded shakily, trying to recover from the awkwardness. "Y-Yes, it definitely does."

"Honestly, what would have happened if someone else had caught you in here?" Ibara asked, her voice slightly softer but still edged with concern.

Izuku gulped, imagining the worst. "I-I... I don't think they'd be as understanding as you are."

Ibara shook her head, her vines twitching as she calmed herself. "No, worse... what do you think would've happened if Ashido, Tokage, or..." She paused dramatically, "Kodai had found you instead of me?"

The thought sent Izuku's mind racing, his face exploding into a deeper blush. The idea of Yui catching him in such a compromising position was terrifying, especially given her notorious teasing nature. "I-I don't even want to imagine..." he whispered, mortified.

"Exactly," Ibara said, turning slightly, still keeping her eyes averted. "But... thank you for being honest with me." She hesitated, then added, "Just don't think this gives you any kind of leeway."

Izuku, still red-faced, nodded fervently. "O-Of course! Th- Thank you for saving me from an even worse situation!"

As they prepared to leave the springs, Ibara stopped and gave him a stern look, her cheeks still flushed. "Midoriya... do not use this experience to defile me like you have with Jirou."

Izuku's heart raced, his face going pale. "W-What?! N-No! I-I would never do that!" His words tumbled out in a panic. "I-I promise! You're my friend, and I-I would never disrespect you or our friendship like that!"

Ibara regarded him with an expression that mixed doubt and amusement. "Sure," she said, her tone flat but with a hint of warmth. "Just... at least try not to make things too... improper in the future."

"I-I w-won't!" Izuku said, shaking his head vigorously. His heart raced, and he was determined to prove his sincerity.

As they walked side by side, Ibara glanced over at Izuku, her curiosity getting the better of her. "Oh, by the way, how come you didn't use the Omnitrix? Is it malfunctioning?"

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise, then flushed a deep red. "I-I forgot... that... I could do that..." he stammered, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

Ibara shot him a disbelieving look, her hand clenching into a fist as if she were ready to slap him again. "W-When I saw you... erm... you know..." he trailed off, his face heating up even more.

Her cheeks flushed as she realized what he was implying. "I-I got so flustered that I didn't think of going hero..." Izuku confessed, his voice barely above a whisper.

Ibara sighed, the tension in her shoulders easing slightly. "It's just that seeing a girl naked, especially one as pretty as you, for the first time was honestly..." He paused, his words hanging awkwardly in the air.

"Wait, I'm the first girl you've ever seen naked?" Ibara asked, her surprise evident. She looked at him with wide eyes, a mix of embarrassment and disbelief crossing her face.

"Y-Yeah..." he admitted sheepishly, avoiding her gaze as his own embarrassment deepened.

Ibara's expression softened, the anger and flusteredness she had felt moments ago melting away. She turned on her heel, her heart racing as she tried to process what he had just said.

"J-Just be careful next time..." she managed to say, her voice quieter now, a hint of vulnerability creeping in before she walked away, leaving Izuku to stare after her, his mind racing.

...

Izuku was putting on his clothes, putting on a hoodie as he walked to his resort room. 'I feel like I'm forgetting something...' Izuku thought, taking out his phone and looking at his phone.

A few hero articles as he passed through them mindlessly. He stopped at All Might who took down a staggering of 15 villains today alone. Izuku smiled.

He scrolled passed before stopping at an interesting. "Woah Mt. Lady, Death Arms and Kamui woods were all taken down?" Izuku said mindlessly as he scrolled.

"Today in Mustuftu Japan the upcoming heroes Mt. Lady, Death Arms had come across a villain, he had a skull tattoo face and staff-like weapon, hm... People think he's a Yokuai?" Izuku said cupping his chin.

"Bystanders said he beat three pros after making some incantation and disappeared in a puff of smoke," Izuku said. "Seems he didn't steal anything though he attacked some museum and left after beating the pros, nothing was reported stolen though," Izuku said. His eyes darted to the time before seeing it was 20: 25

"Oh, crap! Tsu!" Izuku said before emerald electricity crackled over his body and he quickly ran to the beach, "Crap, crap, crap!"

...

Tsuyu sat on the cold sand, gazing up at the vast night sky, her fingers tracing patterns in the grains. Dressed in a white shirt that brushed her thighs and shorts beneath, the outline of her bathing suit peeked through. She glanced at the time, frowning slightly as it registered that Izuku was already five minutes late. "Ribbit, he's late..." she murmured, a hint of worry crossing her face.

'Maybe he's really mad at me... or maybe he just forgot...' The thought made her stomach twist a bit. She was about to stand when she heard footsteps approaching.

"Tsu!" Izuku called out, huffing as he ran along the sand. He came to a stop in front of her, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "S-Sorry I was late... Huff..."

"Ribbit, it's fine." Tsuyu tilted her head, studying him with a curious gaze. "But... have you been soaking in the hot springs?"

Izuku shifted uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his neck as he avoided her gaze. "Y-Yeah... Uh... that's not important right now..." He chuckled nervously, trying to brush off her observation.

Tsuyu gestured for him to sit beside her, tapping the cold sand beside her. As he lowered himself next to her, she remained quiet, allowing the sounds of the waves to fill the space between them.

After a moment of silence, Izuku broke the stillness. "Uh, Asui..."

"Call me Tsu," she replied matter-of-factly, glancing at him.

"R-Right! Sorry!" he stammered, clearing his throat. "Er... Tsu, how come you called me here?"

Tsuyu paused, looking out at the horizon as she gathered her thoughts. "I wanted to apologise."

"For what?" Izuku asked, brows furrowing in confusion.

Tsuyu turned to him, her expression serious. "For not saying thank you for saving my life." Guilt twisted in her stomach as she spoke, her posture shifting slightly to convey the weight of her words.

Izuku blinked in surprise, the realization hitting him. "You saved my life when you sacrificed yourself when Ghostfreak threatened to drop me and the others. I shouldn't be mad that you sacrificed your life—that's what a hero does."

"I... I'm sorry too," he replied, his voice sincere.

"If my friends just sacrificed themselves without thinking of themselves, I-I would be mad too." He chuckled softly, trying to lighten the mood.

"Momo kinda gave me an earful about how stupid I've been, so you don't really have to apologise," he added, earning a small smile from Tsuyu.

"I admit I was mad at you for sacrificing yourself like that; it was honestly stupid," Tsuyu stated bluntly, crossing her arms.

"You don't have to be so blunt!" Izuku exclaimed, his face flushing with embarrassment.

"Ribbit, sorry." Tsuyu shrugged, her expression unchanging. After a moment, she looked back at him, her tone shifting slightly. "Hey, do you want to go for a late-night swim? The water's nice, and it might help clear our heads."

"Mh? Right now?! Isn't it a bit late?" Izuku asked, his voice a mix of confusion and hesitation.

Without responding, Tsuyu calmly began to remove her shirt. Izuku's eyes widened in shock, and he instinctively covered his face. "W-Woah?!" he exclaimed, his cheeks flushing red as he peeked between his fingers, seeing her strip down. His face grew warmer by the second.

"Izuku-chan," Tsuyu's calm voice broke through his flustered state. "You can remove your hands from your face." Her tone was as steady as ever. "I was wearing my bathing suit underneath."

Izuku, still blushing furiously, slowly lowered his hands, his eyes adjusting to the sight of Tsuyu standing in her one-piece swimsuit, a teal-striped pattern decorating the fabric. "O-Oh," he stammered, sweatdropping in relief.

"Taking a nightly swim usually clears my head," she said as she gazed out toward the water, her posture relaxed. "Please, Izuku-chan, join me." Her request was simple, but Izuku felt the weight of her sincerity behind it.

"I... I didn't bring my swimsuit," Izuku admitted, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. He glanced at her, noticing a brief flicker of disappointment in her eyes—so subtle that most wouldn't catch it, but he did.

"But," he quickly added, "I do have an alien that can breathe underwater!"

Tsuyu's eyes lit up slightly. "Hope you're not referring to Bullfrag," she said, a hint of amusement creeping into her otherwise neutral tone.

"N-No!" Izuku shook his head. "Amphibian, actually."

Tsuyu nodded thoughtfully, looking satisfied with his choice. "I didn't know Amphibian could breathe underwater, though, from the name, it should've been obvious." She walked toward the water's edge, her movements as graceful as always, before taking a leap and disappearing into the cool, dark waves.

Izuku stood there for a moment, his heart racing. With a deep breath, he activated the Omnitrix, scrolling through the aliens before landing on Amphibian's silhouette. With a swift motion, he slammed down on the dial. In a flash of green light, the night was bathed in a vibrant glow as he transformed.

"Amphibian!" he called out, his new voice echoing through the night as his body shifted to the alien form.

Without wasting another second, he dived into the water after Tsuyu, feeling the cool embrace of the ocean as his body moved seamlessly through it.

Amphibian dived into the cool water, instantly adapting to the calm, moonlit night. Tsuyu swam ahead, her movements fluid, her one-piece swimsuit visible in the dim underwater light. Small fish darted between them, their silvery scales catching brief flashes from the distant beams above.

The two glided deeper, where the soft murmur of water currents surrounded them. Tsuyu paused by a small coral reef, glancing back at Amphibian with a nod, her large eyes reflecting the faint light from his glowing body. Together, they swam onward, the ocean quiet and serene around them.

Amphibian floated in the water, his form pulsing gently with the surrounding currents, but his focus remained on Tsuyu.

His bio-electric energy rippled subtly across his body, casting faint glimmers in the dark water as he listened to her speak. His glowing eyes watched her graceful swimming, and he found himself caught between admiration and the weight of their conversation.

"Izuku-chan," Tsuyu's voice reached him again, soft but direct, "you don't have to handle everything alone. If there's anything on your mind, you can talk to us. You don't need to face it by yourself."

Amphibian's energy flickered for a moment, his tendrils of electricity curling inward as if reflecting his inner turmoil. "I know," he responded, his voice quieter than usual. "But... it feels like I should. You all count on me, and I don't want to let you down."

Tsuyu swam closer, her large eyes steady as they locked onto his. "We're your friends, Izuku. When you're in pain, we feel it too. And I know you feel the same when we're hurting, right?"

Amphibian's body crackled faintly, a small spark of energy running along his form. "Yeah... I do. I can't stand seeing any of you hurt," he admitted, his form shifting uneasily in the water. "You're the first real friends I've had in a long time."

"Then stop trying to bear it all on your own," Tsuyu said, her bluntness softened by her calm tone. "Lean on us."

Before Amphibian could respond, Tsuyu leaned in and kissed him gently on the cheek. The instant her lips made contact with his bio-electric energy, a small, tangible spark passed between them. Tsuyu pulled back slightly, her eyes widening in surprise as she felt the jolt, while Amphibian's whole body crackled with a bright burst of electricity.

Both of them blushed—Amphibian's glow pulsed brighter as his emotions spiked, while Tsuyu's cheeks tinted pink, even as her usual calm demeanour wavered. She glanced down, feeling a bit flustered. "Ribbit... sorry about the shock," she murmured, rubbing the back of her neck.

Amphibian blinked, his form still sparking softly before a shy smile formed. "N-No, it's fine," he stammered. "I'll, uh... I'll try to do that. Lean on you guys more."

The water around them seemed to settle as they floated together, the quiet hum of Amphibian's electricity now a gentle rhythm in the night.

"Mhm…" Amphibian hummed to himself, his voice vibrating slightly through his bio-electric form.

"Ribbit? Is something on your mind?" Tsuyu asked, glancing at him curiously.

"Tsu, have you ever had that nagging feeling you're forgetting something?" Amphibian asked, his eyes flickering briefly as if searching his memory.

"Ribbit, sometimes I forget to call my little sister, but she usually ends up calling me anyway," Tsuyu replied calmly. "But if it was important, you probably wouldn't have forgotten."

"Yeah… I guess," Amphibian said, still feeling like something was off but deciding to brush it aside for the moment.

Cut to the water park, now completely empty. The lights cast long shadows across the grounds, and up on the ceiling, Mineta hung helplessly, still trapped in a web cocoon made by one of Izuku's alien forms.

"Someone… anybody… help! I'm sorry!" Mineta cried out, his voice echoing in the empty space. "I won't steal those little girls' underwear again! Just… please, someone let me down!"

He dangled pitifully, swaying slightly as the night wore on, his pleas unanswered.

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