Izuku was trying his best not to think about the folder that felt like it weighed a millions pounds with the information within his hands, walking down the halls alone with his thoughts. Both about the folder and the new information he had about All Might.

The number one pro was the new teacher here… and he was too sick to keep doing hero work forever. He was both excited and dreading what the results of that could be.

He didn't get much of a chance to dwell on it however, when he ended up almost bumping into Iida of all people when he rounded the corner, finding the tall teen alone and filling up several water bottles at one tap.

"Oh, Midoriya, the girls had mentioned you were taken by the principal. I assume whatever it was about has been resolved?" Iida asked upon spotting him. Izuku nodded quietly, tilting his head in curiosity at the stickler for the rules being the one 'wasting' class time by filling up so many water bottles. "Ah, I see your curious gaze. A girl with a frog quirk in our class, Tsuyu Asui, she overworked herself too much in the quirk apprehension test. Aizawa sent me to fill these up to help rehydrate her."

"Oh that makes sense. Uh, h-here, let me just…" Izuku walked in, grabbing a few of the bottles Iida was struggling to carry and filling them up at the second tap. "We can carry more if it's both of us to help her."

"Ah, smart! Thank you for the assistance, Midoriya!" Iida thanked and Izuku brushed it off with a shrug.

"Well, I'm not gonna let one of my other classmates fall sick, especially so soon." He said simply, feeling a bit awkward. Sure Iida had apologized, which Izuku was grateful for, and he did mean it when he accepted it, but being in a one on one setting was still something they hadn't dealt with to that point.

However, it would seem Iida wasn't willing to let that stand, noticing the tension and clearing his throat. "Still, it is appreciated. I also would like to apologize again for how I acted during the entrance exam."

"H-Huh? You already apologized though, I told you I was over it didn't I?" Izuku asked, getting a small shake of the head from the taller teen as they filled up the last two water bottles.

"Still, I feel simply apologising once isn't enough. The more I thought about it, the more I realized how badly I could have hampered your chances were you of a more nervous disposition and my conscience cannot allow me to go on without rectifying this mistake! So please, just say the word and I will do whatever I can to make up for my actions!"

Izuku paused for a moment, before smiling to himself as they began to walk down the hall. Iida really wasn't such a bad guy after all, he just needed a bit of guidance into handling other people a bit better. With a roll of his eyes the quirkless teen spoke up with a chuckle.

"Alright then, you can join me and my friends at lunch. I get you're a stickler for the rules Iida but that doesn't mean you need to be uptight all the time. You need to loosen up a bit. A rigid hero isn't flexible enough to deal with every challenge that comes their way."

"That is… an interesting bit of advice." Iida hummed, raising a brow. Izuku chuckled to himself as he readjusted one of the water bottles so it wouldn't fall out of his grasp. It was combat advice Midnight had given to him a long time ago but he felt it could apply fine in this situation as well.

"Yeah, my mom always told me that. It's pretty useful advice to keep in mind when you feel like you're stuck with only one or two options." Izuku hummed. Iida nodded, as they turned the corner and neared their classroom.

"She sounds like she is a wise woman!" The blue haired teen said seriously, only for the hallway to briefly echo Izuku's loud cackle at that, before he flushed red and looked to see a shocked Iida, gaping at his reaction.

"S-Sorry! It's just… she has her moments but you will not be saying that when you meet her." Izuku chuckled, walking up to their classroom door.

"When?"

"You'll find out soon enough." Izuku chuckled, opening the door. All eyes briefly turned from Aizawa to the two entering teens. Ochaco and presumably Tooru smiled a bit more at seeing Izuku returning while everyone else turned their attention back to Aizawa except Tsu, near the front.

Izuku could immediately tell she was one needing the water based on the quiet panting, so he wasted no time walking over and putting down his set of bottles. Iida followed up a moment later.

"Thank you." She croaked out quietly, both boys nodding before they went back to their seats.

Izuku looked over to Aizawa, nodding. The scruffy pro's gaze hardened the second he spotted the file and Izuku just shook his head with a frown. Aizawa sighed before turning his attention back to the class.

"Right, well now that that's handled and everyone's back, it seems it's just in time for your English teacher to arrive. Everyone, behave for Present Mic. I will see you all at the end of the day."

"HEEEELLLLOOOOO!"

Izuku and Aizawa face palmed at the same time, with the exact same shake of the head that made everyone who saw it go wide eyed, before they both looked up to the blonde. "Quirk!"

"A-Ah! Sorry, everyone!" The man apologized sheepishly with a laugh. "It happens sometimes!"

Izuku sighed, rooting around his pockets for ear plugs he always kept on him in case he needed them for dealing with his uncle Yamada. (he could never call him uncle Hizashi, brought up odd feelings.)

While he did though, he noticed the purple haired girl to the front and right of his desk was clutching her ears in pain more than anyone else, noticing mutations on them. 'Ah, that's the Jirou girl right?'

He frowned as he realized her quirk more than likely affected her hearing. With a quick look up, seeing the two adults distracted with Aizawa scolding his co-worker for the millionth time, Izuku quietly got up and put the ear plugs down on her desk beside her, quietly whispering. "Here, they've not been used yet. Might help in this class. Present Mic does this a lot."

She looked over confused, before meeting his eyes and nodding her head with a silent thank you, putting them in. Izuku smiled as he sat back down. His ears would complain before long but he was far more used to dealing with the loud pro and it always felt nice to help someone else.

After that, the class went on… well, Izuku wouldn't say without incident. Present Mic was the definition of a walking disaster zone half the time, yet they got through unscathed. The only real moment Izuku had to intervene was to fix the man's voice box a bit before he accidentally activated his quirk again and caused a metal panel to come flying out and smack a student in the face. Aside from that, it was a normal class.

He could sense just as many impressed gazes as jealous glares at how easily he took to the class thanks to his old lessons, letting him blitz through the introductory course. The only person who far surpassed him was Pony, which was something he could be more than proud of as he came behind her by only a single point. The girl who had scored first place on the apprehension test, Momo Yaoyorozu, had come in only a few points behind him.

He could be more than proud of that, being almost equal with a native speaker. They had a double period of English so it was quite a while before they got to meet their next teacher.

Izuku couldn't help but giggle as the mood of almost the entire class dropped after hearing mathematics was next. It had been a long time since he'd been in an actual class so it was fun getting to experience all these moments with other people again, this time without any painful caveats involved.

He personally was fine with the class, blitzing through the material again. This time wasn't due to being familiar with it though but simply because maths was one of his better subjects. Throughout it, he tried to help his teacher by asking several questions he already knew the answer to, to try to encourage the other students who actually did need that kind of help to speak up.

After all, Ectoplasm, their teacher, could always look quite scary, but the man was quite helpful in reality if you just approached him. Izuku understood the fear of approaching him though and was doing his best to offset that, smiling when he slowly started to see more and more students actually raising their hands and working with the man to improve themselves.

The mathematics class was also a double period but nestled in between the double period was an hour long lunch break, leaving the students to all go to the cafeteria and enjoy the food. Izuku had already decided near the start of the day to stick with his classmates for lunch today as he was quite excited to spend time as a normal student for once, getting to see what it was like. Plus then he could talk to Tooru more, which never failed to keep his mood bright and happy.

They were joined by Iida, as the boy requested and the girls were able to make do with it, accepting Izuku's reasoning. In fact, while he was still a bit overly strict, they quickly found themselves enjoying the taller teen's presence as well when he slowly began to settle in and contribute to their conversations.

For the most part though, Tooru had seemingly decided to put most of her focus on teasing and messing with Izuku as she had started to compliment his looks and attitude a lot more than he was sure was normal. Whatever she was up to though, he gladly struck back with equal force much to Ochaco's amusement.

They weren't joined by just Iida either, as Ochaco had spotted Pony wandering around, looking somewhat lost. Izuku had spoken to her in English, inviting her to their table when he found she was conflicted on where to go as she wasn't sure how to ask people if she could join in Japanese.

Izuku quickly began educating her on the subject while settling her in at the table, happy when the others welcomed her easily as well. Their impromptu lesson also more than once devolved into occasionally bantering with each other about whatever the group was talking about in English, teasing the others when they wouldn't share their exclusive "English" jokes.

After lunch, they had another far more productive period of mathematics, getting through the entire class exercise with relative ease thanks to their willingness to interact with Ectoplasm that Izuku had helped instill earlier.

Following the end of that class, they had a single period with Cementoss, discussing modern literature and simply getting to know their teacher and each other. Cementoss easily ran the most relaxed class of the bunch, allowing everyone time to talk and interact, encouraging them all to converse with one another as much as him about the subject.

They could occasionally veer off course but, especially with Izuku's help, they always managed to steer back on course without outright stopping any discussion or cutting anyone off. It was quite a positive environment that it was clear was working quite well for the whole class. Izuku was quite appreciative of it as well as if his Uncle Ken had been harsher in his teaching methods or at least less open, Izuku would have been in the one class that he would have been doing quite poorly in. After all, he hardly had any literature lessons while training on his own, due to it being a more general class than something that could easily benefit heroics.

Finally, their final period was upon them and it was simply more homeroom. Usually it was meant so that on days with hero classes, the students could all finally calm down properly and relax before going home, while getting a reminder of whatever last bits of news they needed to know. For the day however, Aizawa had caved under Izuku's silent gaze and sighed, letting them all interact with one another once the news was done.

Izuku smiled as he saw the class all interacting, while he took the time to help Pony develop her Japanese skills further. Aside from the hiccup at the start of the day and at lunch, she was actually quite a competent Japanese speaker, she just needed to work on her confidence about whether or not she was correct in what she was saying.

Then finally, the final bell of the day rang and Izuku couldn't help but let out a content sigh, as it meant he'd finally had his first real full day at U.A. as an actual hero course student. Everything he'd ever worked towards, and he was finally doing it.

And it felt so good. With that thought, he smiled as he walked the others to the door. He turned to Pony first. "Need me to bring you to the station to find your train?"

"No thank you, I know where I'm going for that one! Plus someone is picking me up so once I'm off I'll still be fine. Thank you for offering though, Izu! See you tomorrow!" The blonde happily chirped, before taking off. Ochaco smiled as she and Tooru walked up next. Izuku sighed, smiling slightly sheepishly.

"Sorry guys, won't be able to walk you to the station this time if Pony doesn't need my help, got some stuff I need to do." He apologized and they nodded in understanding, not being too phased.

"Bye Midori!" Ochaco said happily, hugging him for a moment before backing off and waiting on Tooru, who… tackled Izuku and began kissing his cheek, making him go nuclear.

"Bye cutie!"

"T-T-T-TOORU!?" He questioned in confusion as he flailed slightly, hearing her laugh with mirth. He would maybe focus on how cute it was if he wasn't at risk of dying from sudden blood overload in his face.

"Told you I could fluster him before the end of the day!" Tooru cheered towards Ochaco, who giggled herself playfully.

"Okay fine, you win the bet. I'm so glad I didn't put money down on it." Ochaco giggled. Izuku pouted at both of them, crossing his arms. However, he made sure his voice had a hint of playfulness to it as he spoke up.

"You jerks. So you get my hopes up for nothing huh?" He asked playfully, sticking his tongue out. "You get your sick kicks by using your cuteness to tease people so cruelly."

Tooru chuckled herself, creeping back in and despite it not being visible, Izuku knew she had a shit-eating grin on her face. He could sense it as she giggled. "Oh, you saying you want more?~"

"H-Hey I-"

"Because that's why I think you're really annoyed. You just want to get all the kisses."

'Quick think of a good response to get her back!'

"You're a really good kisser is… all?"

"…"

'…WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT BRAIN?! COME ON!'

"Well then I guess I was right~ someone enjoys-"

They were all cut off by a rough voice clearing their throat, turning to see Aizawa. "As cathartic as it is to see my problem child finally being the one on the receiving end of the teasing, he really does need to get going. Powerloader wanted to see you as soon as possible, Izuku."

"Right." He sighed, still blushing slightly from his slip up as he turned to the girls. "Sorry guys, I really do have to go."

"Okay then." They sighed, before Tooru giggled. "But you're only safe until tomorrow."

"More hugs and kisses? How horrifying." Izuku chuckled. It was embarrassing but it was also really fun to joke around like that with his friends. It would also be a complete lie if he said he didn't enjoy being kissed by Tooru but he brushed that off as it just being something nice in general.

With that however, he couldn't put it off any longer as his friends waved and walked off. Izuku sighed, getting ready to go.

"So you got the folder…"

Izuku froze for a moment.

"Tonight. I'll find out tonight."

"Just remember to be rational, whatever you decide to do with what you find."

Izuku just nodded as he walked off. "Bye dad. Love you."

It didn't take Izuku long to make his way to the workshop where Powerloader would be, hearing the sound of work being done inside. He waited just a moment, making sure everything was okay within before he opened the door, walking inside.

At his usual desk, he saw the man he was looking for sat at his desk, clutching his head as though suffering the worst migraine of his life as he groaned. Looking around, Izuku saw the only student still left over working was a girl with bright pink hair in various bunches, running about as though she had all the energy in the world. She wore green cargo pants, a black tank top and the U.A. blazer wrapped around her waist, arms and face covered in soot, with goggles resting atop her head.

"-Then there was also the hovering babies! Those were fun ones! But they had too much fuel so they caught on fire!" She was ranting about something Izuku hoped he misheard, trying to put the mental image of flaming infants out of his mind. "Then there was- Hey, green! Careful where you step, I got wires out!"

Izuku looked down to indeed see there was a massive collection of wires on the floor, needing him to be mindful of where he stepped. Powerloader looked relieved when he looked up to see him and Izuku saw the girl, presumably a first year like him who was now in the support course, with a dangerous familiar gleam in her eyes. Familiar, for he'd seen it in his own more than once. Izuku instinctively hid his wrist shooters under the cloth of his sleeves.

"Izuku, thank god you're here." Powerloader heaved out a sigh of relief. Izuku nodded with a smile, accidentally letting his wrist shooter come back out into the open where Mei spotted them.

"Oh! What are these?!" She asked, curious, recognizing them as some kind of gadget.

"O-Oh, uh, I'm Izuku Midoriya and these are my wrist shooters." He sighed, knowing he couldn't hide them now.

"Got it, the wrist shooters that is. Your name is gone already!" The girl said cheerfully, running a finger along the cartridge.

"Be careful with those, if you activate the left one you're gonna get a face full of fire. The other and its Pepper Spray." Izuku warned her simply, making her let out an 'Ooh' of interest.

"Dang, and I thought you didn't get to carry gadgets unless they are necessary to your quirk! Is that what this is?"

"O-Oh, uh, not exactly." Izuku said, rubbing the back of his head. "Actually, I'm quirkless. Always have been, Powerloader and I work together a lot to make gadgets to offset that fact. I'm a hero course student so…"

"…You're… A quirkless hero course student?" The girl repeated, stunned and actually topping for a moment. She seemed to have a moment of thought before she spoke up again. "Midoriya, right?"

"Y-Yeah, that's my name." He said, as she backed up for a moment, clicking her tongue in her mouth.

"Hm… I'm Mei Hatsume. I'll keep an eye out for ya." She said simply, the sudden reveal having caught her off guard. Then… all of a sudden she was back to normal as she met his eye confused. "So you work with our teacher right? So why are they so… low grade? Look like something I'd make as a kid in a garage. I mean this is U.A., surely you got way better tech to work with here."

Izuku chuckled, understanding the confusion. "Well there's a few reasons. For one, the least practical one but important to me, these were the first things I ever made, these wrist shooters. Sure I could replace them with some high tech design but… I don't really want to. They have sentimental value as much as practical value and they still work just fine. "

"Sentiment? I guess I can get that. I still haven't touched my first babies original designs." Mei shrugged. "Don't normally let it stop me but fine then, I'll leave 'em alone if they're that important to ya."

"Yeah, though there is also a bigger practical reason. Because I'm quirkless, if I lose my gear in the field, that's me without anything but my quirkless body to defend myself. If it's all made out of material I can scrounge back up however, worst comes to worst, I can get some stuff I need back together and try to quickly gear up again with what I CAN restore. So in some ways, it's safer than higher tech which would be impossible to restore in the field if it broke in the wrong way."

"Alright then, that's fair enough. I still think you could do with more than some shooters on the wrist but I guess I'll find out more in future. Back to work!" The girl said excitedly, turning and launching back into fixing her invention. Izuku chuckled, amused by how much energy she seemed to have as he turned to Powerloader, only to see the man staring at him shocked.

"…What the hell are you? How did you tame the beast?" He muttered quietly, making Izuku tilt his head in confusion.

"Huh?"

"…Nothing. So… How did your first day go?" Powerloader asked with a stressed sigh, rubbing his head with his hand. "Gadgets all work well?"

"Yeah, they worked just fine. Dad's apprehension test was a piece of cake, made it into the top ten! And you modified the shirt like I asked for right?"

"Yeah, your hero shirts got those two magnets in the back like you asked. You'll have to see Snipe though about whether your new 'toy' is ready or not." The teacher told him, tapping his metal fingers against the desk.

"Great, hopefully it's nearly done." Izuku chuckled, going to say something else before he noticed a pressure valve on Mei's invention. He frowned as he realized it was a U.A. standard, on top of a non-standard pipe. "Hang on a second. Hatsume, you see this valve here?"

"Huh? Yeah, what about it?" she asked confused, noticing his gaze. He took it gently, keeping a placating and calm tone so she knew he was aware of what he was doing and wasn't trying to call her out or anything of the sort as he began unwinding it.

"They're a bit tricky, cause the U.A. standards still haven't quite caught up with the new standards set elsewhere. You've got this three notches down but with how these pipes work, you're gonna get too much pressure build up and explosion. Unless you're working with U.A. piping, it's always better to stick to two notches for these then adjust later so it doesn't immediately explode." Once he finished, he flashed her a smile. "There, just keep that in mind in future. Explosions may not be the be all and end all but always better to be able to prevent them and not lose hours of work."

"Ha, good advice. Thanks Midoriya, hope you show up around here more! I'd love to make some babies with ya!" Hatsume said cheerfully, making Izuku go beet red and causing Powerloader to facepalm.

"Of course." The teacher sighed, before turning to Izuku. "Before you go, you're sure there's no other gadget ideas or anything at all you want to bring up?"

"Oh, you got any defensive stuff Midoriya?" Hatsume spoke up, tilting her head curious. Izuku frowned with a sigh.

"Not really, nor am I all that likely to get any to be honest. I had to make a choice pretty long ago between agility and defence and I've always stuck by my choice of agility. Everyone who taught me how to fight is an agility based fighter, not a powerhouse or a defensive type. So to stay as effective as possible, I have to try to minimize as much weight as possible to stay as effective as I can be in my fighting style. Sure something like a Kevlar vest could be great if someone tried to attack me but at the same time with how my fighting style works, I shouldn't be getting hit in the first place. Any shield would just be unwieldy and get in the way and when I'm in costume, my face is completely covered with metal and polycarbonate plastic so I am not all that worried about my face. So all in all, any defensive items I could use typically come with a major disadvantage to my style of fighting and movement."

Powerloader sighed, with clear tiredness added on from it, as it was a recurring conversation that always seemed to end more or less the same way. "Right. Well, we can discuss this more in-depth again later. For now, you shouldn't keep Snipe waiting, he said he'd wait at his class for you."

"Right. Thanks Uncle Higari! Love you!" Izuku called, making Mei look up with some surprise. "Bye Hatsume! It was nice meeting you, hope we can work together in future!"

With that, he took off down the hall with a grin. One more stop then he'd be on his way home.

It only took Izuku a few minutes to reach the school's shooting range, hidden just out of sight from most people so first year students couldn't find it by accident, not too far from the workshop so any bangs would be attributed to said workshop instead of the shooting range.

Walking inside, Izuku's smile lit up as he saw not just Snipe sitting at a table waiting for him but also the Big Three. Nejire, Mirio and Tamaki all sitting around.

"There he is! Heya Izu!" Nejire called out happily, waving. Izuku nodded, back hurrying over and pulling out a chair to sit down.

"Hey guys! Hi Uncle." Izuku smiled at them. The cowboy pro chuckled.

"Why do I get the feelin' ya've been saying that a lot today, pardner?" He asked and Izuku shrugged with a chuckle.

"Not my fault people's reactions to it when they don't know is funny." Izuku defended, before looking to the third years. "How are you guys? Good first day back?"

"Fifty-Fifty." Tamaki muttered quietly, his usual shyness on display. Mirio chuckled, patting the boy on the arm.

"Well I had a pretty awesome time! I've got the month off from my internship, so I'm just getting to enjoy the calm school life and catch up with my friends again. Not to mention hero class ruled today." Mirio chuckled, yet he didn't give up why. Izuku suspected he already knew though based on the grin on the blonde's face.

"Oh, my day back was great Zuzu! Yuyu's been all clingy since I got back as well cause apparently her internship doesn't have enough cute things." The blue haired third year giggled, before turning her shining eyes to him. "We're way more interested in you though! That's why we stayed behind once class finished here! How was your first day? Did you meet anyone new? Oh, oh, did you tell anyone about your relationship with the teachers? How did they react to you being quirkless? Did you do good on Aizawa's apprehension test? If you made any friends can we meet them-"

"Okay, okay!" Izuku chuckled, holding up a hand and calming her down. She leaned in with big curious eyes and an excited grin as the first year got ready to answer. Mirio also listened interested and if you looked closely, you could see Tamaki leaning in slightly himself.

"It's been a great first day, and yeah, I have a pretty cool and capable class! There was a guy I had a rough start with in the entrance exam but we worked out our differences and he's honestly a pretty good guy, plus there's this blonde girl who transferred from America I'm helping teach Japanese and she's really nice and sweet. I haven't told them outright yet, unless they ask I probably won't, cause I want to see the moment the penny drops in their eyes. Everyone was pretty shocked I didn't have a power at first, but I think I've more than proved I am meant to be in the class with them with my gadgets, especially when I got seventh place in the test. Finally, yes, when you calm down a bit and they've settled in, I'll introduce you."

"Yay!" The girl cheered while the boys chuckled, as Izuku turned his head to the pro in the room.

"So, Powerloader said this was about the new weapon?" Izuku asked. The man nodded, turning to face Izuku.

"Yeah, it's still in testing stages because of how you requested it. We're testing a prototype model at the moment before we go onto using the actual material you wanted it made out of, which we'll then again need to test on our own. So at a guess, you'll have it either just after your first Foundational Hero Studies lesson, or just before your first rescue training mission."

"Got it." Izuku nodded in understanding, glad to know it wouldn't be too long. "So at most, just one lesson without a proper long range option. I can handle that."

"Hm? Long Range? Isn't that what you're crossbows are for?" Tamaki asked confused, speaking up a bit.

"Oh, yeah they are! Overall though, they're far more effective and better at mid-range. At long range, because they're mounted to my wrist, my aim gets a lot more unreliable even with being trained by Snipe here. They're better in one on one combat really, or for dealing with specific enemies in specific ways. This last toy, once I have it I'll finally have proper options for every level of range."

"Mind telling us what it is then?" Mirio asked, curious, only to get a teasing chuckle from Izuku.

"Oh I could, but I also know we'll be sparring with you third years at some point later in the year." Izuku smirked as Mirio snapped his fingers with mock defeat. "So nice try but you're not getting that advantage."

"Darn. He got you that time Mirio." Nejire giggled, before pouting at him. "Think you can at least give me a hint though? I've always told you everything about my time here."

Izuku sighed with an amused smile. She had him there. "It's not a gadget. Just a weapon with some simple modifications, hence why Snipe and Powerloader are handling it."

"Right… A long ranged weapon that's an actual weapon with few modifications. I know you don't like firearms so… Hmm." Nejire suddenly smirked confidently. "Oh I bet I know what it is!"

"We'll see." Izuku chuckled, before it faltered slightly as he felt the folder he'd held onto the whole day dig into his shoulder, reminding him it was there. With a sigh he stood up. "I'd love to talk more and share the whole day, but I've got something really important I gotta deal with. I'll see you all again soon, alright?"

"Alright." Tamaki waved him off quietly, followed by Snipe giving a two fingered salute.

"We'll see you tomorrow hopefully!" Mirio said with a grin, high fiving the quirkless teen.

"Yepiree! Can't wait!" Nejire cheered happily as she held her hand out for a fist bump, which Izuku gave her before being caught by 'surprise' as she grabbed him and pulled him into a tight hug. She let go after a moment with a grin. "Goodbye, Zuzu!"

With that, Izuku nodded and left as he waved back to them all, finally making his way towards the train station.

Izuku was finally making his way up the stairs towards his apartment as he let out a quiet sigh, hurrying up the steps. He was a little sad he never got a chance to see Midnight to tell her about his day and say goodbye but he hoped she enjoyed her day off. He could always tell his mom about his day tomorrow.

Speaking of his 'mom', his actual biological mother had said she had plans that night when Izuku had left in the morning. Izuku had been too busy getting ready, in a rush to go to school to get a chance to inquire about them but now he was approaching his apartment he couldn't help but wonder if the woman would even be home.

His question was answered in quite the surprising manner as an odd pleasant scent began to fill the air as he got closer to the door, noticing odd ambient lighting coming from underneath. The blinds on the window were closed, to allow more privacy and Izuku could swear the scent was that of candles and well cooked food.

Unable to resist his natural curiosity, he gently opened the door and walked inside, eyes widening as he found both his mother… and his mom, Midnight, both on the couch. Neither were awake, both fast asleep…. And they were snuggled into each other, Midnight's arm wrapped tight around Inko's neck, the older woman's head buried into the pro's neck.

On her cheek, Izuku could see Midnight had green lipstick on her, in the shape of lips. Green lipstick that he recognized as the kind his mother wore on what she liked to describe as 'her most special days.'

There was a table laid out with candles on them that hadn't been put out clearly being the source of the lighting and part of the smell. The other part of the smell most certainly came from the plates still laid out, that had been eaten completely yet still indicated a meal had been eaten, rather recently based on the warmth.

Izuku couldn't help but smile softly as his brain quickly worked out the story. Midnight and his mom must have been on a date of some kind, they'd finished dinner and needed to prepare for his arrival, yet they'd wanted just a few more minutes to snuggle. The warmth of the other likely got to them both and they soon fell asleep in each other's arms.

It was adorable really and his only desire to kick their asses came from them not telling him sooner. With a small grin, he began to walk away when he noticed Midnight beginning to stir.

"Mm… I-Izuku…?" she asked quietly, worried. Izuku decided to be nice, walking over and pushing her back down gently.

"Shh mom… you're dreaming… go back to sleep." He said quietly, pushing her more into his mom's grasp. "You'll need your rest for the real Izuku."

"The real Izuku…." She sleepily repeated, already beginning to drowse. "Need to wake up… before the real…."

"Don't worry, he's sure to give you his blessing." He told her, gently putting a hand on her head as she passed out again. "Just rest for now."

With that, he smiled as he saw the serenity of the scene before him. With a gentle sigh, he lifted himself back up and made his way to his room, closing the door behind him.

That was a story he'd have to dig into as soon as possible.

The folder in his arm made its presence known again and he sighed. Speaking of stories, he had to dig into as soon as possible…

He gently slammed the folder down on his desk, not letting himself stew on it at all as he dragged out every document, beginning to read.

' Vigilante alias: Viscera

Real name: Unknown

- Note: Name refers to the crime scenes, having been given a name by the media. When he is done with his criminals, all that is left… is Viscera.'

The files inside documented something specific. Every known sighting, information gathered on, and theory about a vigilante who had begun to terrorize Musutafu in recent years.

From the very first time he heard about them, he had had his suspicions, small though they were. With every bit of new information he heard, those suspicions only grew until he couldn't take it anymore and had confronted Nezu, telling him he needed to know. Needed to see the information they had on him to know if it was who he thought it was.

Izuku could feel his throat drying with every passing word he read.

' Suspected quirk: Production of Explosions or the noise of explosions. More likely the latter, if sighted approach with extreme caution. If they appear agitated, do not hesitate to retreat.

Known correlations between crime scenes: Sounds of explosions, angry yelling and pained screaming, on more rare occasions, an ash blonde male wearing a face mask has been sighted fleeing the scenes. All victims were villains. Some were dangerous murderers; others were simply petty thieves. Viscera does not seem to care how severe his victim's crimes are, only that they committed them.

Danger: They are considered to be incredibly dangerous and unstable. They have a higher kill count than even other prolific villains such as Stain. Only two victims have survived an attack. Kill count: twenty-five victims.

Other notes: The few times people have been able to hear the vigilante or record his voice, we have found a dark parallel between him and the hero killer Stain. He almost always bemoans villains for not being worthy of the title, or rants about them being too weak to be real villains. Possibly a copy-cat killer?

The only other thing they have ever been heard mentioning, ranting just as angrily about is an unknown individually referred to as "Deku."

All leads so far have turned up empty, and they have disappeared for the longest time period yet in the past three months.'

Izuku didn't bother to read beyond that, knowing all he needed to know now. With a heavy sigh, he looked up above him, pulling on a handle and revealing a board he did his best to keep hidden from his mother at all times. A board with various news clippings and other such bits of evidence pinned up on it.

One particular clipping was pinned up near the middle of them all, making Izuku's entire body shiver in sadness and worry as he read it again for the millionth time.

' R.I.P. Masaru Bakugou. Loving Father and Husband.

Cause of Death: Unknown Combustion

2172 – 2212'

Izuku gritted his teeth for a moment as he looked back down to the folder, a splitting pain appearing in his head, a simple quiet question piercing the silence as he opened his mouth.

"Kacchan… what did you do now?"