While taking time off of schoolwork is a pretty neat bonus for someone who recently got expelled from school, sooner or later one has to accept the reality of public education, regardless of whether or not it actually becomes useful in the long run. It can almost be a guarantee that the majority of readers here have already forgotten most, if not all, lessons that were taught in middle school.

Hard facts aside, Izuku was not exempt from receiving his learnin' while at home. There was still time before summer vacation arrives, and Mamadoriya was determined to make sure that her little baby boy graduates beforehand. For this, she waited until her son was done with his homework before speaking with him at the dinning table. She will have no choice but to lay down the law...HARD.

"What!? What do ya mean I can leave the apartment to see my friends!?"

Inko wondered about her son's lack of patience, " *sigh* Izuku honey, I know you better than anyone else here in this world. If there is one thing I know for certain, it is that I know the moment you go out the door you get yourself into another one of your hair-brained shenanigans."

"...But, but, bu-"

"I know, I know... you can't help it. Ever since your quirk showed up, you are always compelled to do something no matter what. I remember when you were just a little boy that you couldn't even sit still for five minutes. Still, you have been very, VERY naughty recently and no son of mine is going to grow up as a delinquent."

"That last incident wasn't even my fault! Mei and Mirio said so!"

"And they are also your friends, which means that they could easily twist their words as well."

"They would never do that! You're being such a-!"

And it was in this moment that he knew, he [AY CARAMBA!] up. He covered his mouth to stop himself, but it was too late. DOOOOOM! At that moment he felt the cold aura of Mamadoriya's wrath, and quickly jolted straight in his chair.

"...Being such a what now, Izuuuukuuuu?"

"N-n-n-n-n-na-na-na-na-na-na-no-nothing mom..."

"Oooohhh noooo, I am pretty sure it was something Izuku... care to elaborate?"

"No, nothing mother!" said Izuku, trying to defuse the situation "I have not said anything whatsoever! Nope! Nuh-uh! Nada!"

Izuku was sweating bullets under the intense stare from his mother, wishing that she would drop it.

"...Oh I see! Sorry about that sweetie! I thought I heard something here."

Izuku resisted the urge to sigh in relief. He was not out of the woods yet. At the very least his tutor was not around to see this, or else she would have a laughing fit at the sight of the boy being scolded by his mother. That and there was no frying pan, so things are going smoothly.

" I'm glad that's the case... I would really hate to use this on you again so soon, dearie~"

And now the killing aura is back. That, and the pan suddenly appeared on the dinning table. Good god, what is wrong with this woman!?

"Now then..." said Inko, "How about you help me with dinner tonight? It's been a while since we had some quality moments together, you're always out with your friends. And ever since your father began working overseas I've been DYING to have more family time..."

Isn't being with Mitsuki enough!? And why the hell did she say it like that!?

Poor Izuku just sat there, crying silent tears with the thought of this being his last supper.

"Y-y-yes mommy..."

...Maybe it's time for a scene change.

"Wait! Don't leave me here with this-"

KLANG!THUD!

"That's all right, dear! You go have fun with your narration while my Izu and I have some fun! Tee-hee!"

...Since when was she able to do that?

Another part of being enrolled in the educational system of (name of region here) is the the overwhelming burden of schoolwork and other activities associated with it. Homework, clubs, community service, exams, projects, group projects, social groups, school parking, dirty restrooms, bullies, nerds, jocks, dolls, you name it.

In Mirio's case, when one is an enrolled student of one of the most renowned schools in all of Japan that burden doubles. Add the fact that he is in the hero course, and the burden triples. When said student is (unknowingly) being considered to being the successor of the number one hero of the nation, that burden quadruples. When said individual is the friend of one Izuku Mydoria then...

...may the gods have mercy on what minuscule ounce of sanity is left in his system.

Which is no wonder why it is nothing short of a miracle when he is able to have a bit of free time in his already busy schedule, even for something as little as buying something from the grocery store. This is even better when you get to do it alone.

"Hey Miriro, when do we get to see those friends of yours? Are they busy? Do they also have to do schoolstuff too? How come we haven't heard about them until now? Is one of them cute? I bet they are cute. By the way, what are we getting? Are we getting any ramen? I just love ramen!"

...At least his buddies from UA are normal, that much is for certain. Mirio looked over at the bubbly ray of sunshine beside him, giving Nejire a slightly exasperated look.

"Nejire, I already told you before. Izuku is already in enough trouble and I got a call from his mom telling me that he's grounded until he graduates by the end of the semester. Mei also has school too, so she can't be slacking off either."

"Really? Oh, then maybe we can plan some sort of graduation/first meeting party! We can have so much fun! We can bring food, cake, ice cream..!"

A third person decides to join in on the conversation. A complete contrast to the happy go lucky girl, this one seems like he would rather be doing anything else.

"If any of what I've heard of these guys is true, then I am not in much rush to meet them right now.", said Tamaki nervously.

"Oh come on, Tamaki! I'm sure he's not that bad!" assured Nejire. "He might be a bit of a wild one, but Mirio says he's okay!"

"Okay!? One of them have been involved in more villain attacks and accidents than the three of us combined! Heck, Mirio just told us about the villain attack he was caught up in just recently!"

"...You know, for shy guy like you I'm surprised how you're so riled up about him."

"Well, let's just say that he's a bit like you... a little too much I would say..."

"What the-! What's that supposed to mean!?"

Mirio was quick to defuse the situation. "Alright you two, that's enough. Let's not get rowdy here, okay? Besides, he's not the type to hurt anyone."

"Are you sure about that?"

"...okay you got me, but at least he wouldn't do it to someone who doesn't deserve it."

Tamaki let out a small sigh, "Well, I guess I have to take your word for it."

"Yeah Mirio! You better introduce us to him the minute you get the chance!"

"Haha! Don't worry you two, you meet him soon enough!"

Mirio has known the two of them much longer than Mei or Izuku, as they they were primarily his classmates to begin with. While they don't have the creative mad mind of a inventor nor the eccentric personality or power of a wild classy con man, they also have their own little 'quirks' that really puts him at ease. Needless to say, he does feel a bit anxious about the two groups meeting for the first time.

Mei and Izuku weren't really the first thing that came to mind when thinking about the word "normal". Even their first meeting was nothing short of insane, especially when one tried to use him as a test subject and the other could literally jump out of their skin. In a world where everybody is basically a super-powered human being, that is one heck of a achievement. Still, it would be great to have the whole gang together. For all the stressful things he experienced during his time with the double trouble duo, he never lost his optimism nor his sense of humor (although most of the time he almost never gets the chance with Izuku around).

Nejire would seem like the type of gal that could get used to their antics. He could even bet his savings on her even joining in on the fun. With her bubbly personality, curious mind as well as her love of all things conversational, he was sure she would get along with the both of them. Tamaki on the other hand... that might be a bit tricky.

While he is an overall great guy, he really isn't the social type. In fact, sometimes Mirio would often wonder how someone with a hard shell like him ever got to be friends with the likes of Nejire and himself (although he obviously never regrets it). Mei might be more able to connect with the moody character. After all, what better person to get to an introvert like another introvert?

Either way, there is only a few weeks before the end of the school year. They'll get to meet them soon enough.

"Hey Mirio..."

"Yeah?"

"Do you think they will apply to UA?"

"What are you talking about? Of course they will! Mei wants to be in the support course and-"

"Let me guess, Izuku wants to be a hero!"

"Actually...no he doesn't."

That stopped both of them in their tracks, looking confused. Mirio, for his part, just kept walking.

"...what?"

While being a student might be regarded as a very stressful thing in today's world, very few would consider the fact that the educators have it worse than them. Sure the students have to do all these assignments and projects and whatnot, but it is the teachers that have to grade EVERY single one of them. Not only that, their job doesn't end at the end of the school year.

Basically, they spend the entirety of their summer "vacation" preparing for the next school year. And during that time, most teachers would be extremely stressed. As for the case of a certain teacher in UA, he was not stressed...

...he was PISSED.

Who could blame him? First, he expelled his entire class shortly after beginning the semester because they, "lacked the potential and discipline needed for being a hero". Then he gets a scolding from the principal and is now, "required", to assist the other classes and practically become an errand boy. Next, he discovers that someone has begun stealing his juice from the fridge at the teacher's lounge.

Now that would have been the biggest offence so far, but then Emi showed up. While he was annoyed and refused to even acknowledge the laughing hero's advances, this was nothing new. Until he realized that she was in UA, wearing a formal dress walking back from the direction the principal was in.

As he himself is also a hero as well as an advocate of all logic and reason, he began to place all the pieces together.

Emi is wearing a formal dress, which means she was here on business. She also had a red folder with her, which means that it might have been for an individual. The folder had the seal of the Musutafu Police district, which means that individual is more than likely a problem child. Detective Naomasa is the one in charge in the district and a trusted friend of his, so he knows he's already dealing with said problem child. And by going from what the Detective told him during one of his patrols, he knew that Emi is a tutor of someone named Izuku Midory-

SLAM!"WHAT IN THE FRESH HELL IS THIS!?", yelled a very angry and out-of-breath Aizawa, showing the red folder to the principal. Emi quickly came through the door not a second later, trying to get the folder back.

"Aizawa, what the hell are you doing!?Give that back!"

"Not until someone explains why this problem child is planning on enrolling here!"

"Not until you give back the folder!"

Emi reaches for the folder, only for the hobo hero to hold it away from her at arms length. Actually he's putting both Emi AND the folder at arms length.

"Ow! Hey, quit it!"

"Not until you tell me what's going on!"

"No! Give it!"

"I'm serious, woman!"

"I'm super cereal too, sleepyhead!"

"I'll believe it when you stop making those god-awful puns!"

"*gasp*HOW DARE YOU!" Emi quickly tackled the sleepy hero to the ground, both still wrestling for the folder.

"Get off me, problem woman!"

"No!"

"I swear I'll-"

"As much as I enjoy humans make a fool of themselves in front of me..." said Nezu calmly, putting an end to the scuffle. "... I believe it would be best if we retain some semblance of professionalism on campus."

The teachers quickly got up and straightened themselves, slightly embarrassed at the fact that they forgot that the principal was at his desk in the first place. At the very least it took off some of the steam that Aizawa was holding earlier.

"sorry principal Nezu/teach."

"All is well! As long as it doesn't happen again, of course." Nezu set down his teacup before continuing. "Now then, would either of you like to share the reason for what happened earlier?"

Emi took the initiative before Aizawa could say anything. "W-well, I was just returning back to the police station to report on Midorya's case, when Mr. Grumpy Pants-"

"Who, Ms. Emi?"

"I mean Shota" Emi corrected "Crossed my path and asked what I was doing here, and I told him. He was not happy about it and well... the rest is history."

"I see." Nezu turned his attention to Aizawa "Anything else to add to that?"

"No sir, that is what happened. Although I would like to ask about the problem child."

"Ah you mean Izuku Midorya, correct?"

"Yes, sir. I would like to ask why we are even considering even letting someone like him take the entrance exam to UA."

"What!?" cried out Emi, "Shota do you have any idea what your saying!?"

"Ms. Fukkukaido, I do have an idea of what I'm saying. Ever since I've heard of him from the news and other heroes, I have been monitoring his activities along with the police. Every time he is involved, there is always major amounts of collateral damage and many people are left to clean up his messes. Not only that, but given his adittude and demeanor, it's plain to see that he doesn't even remotely care about what would happen to others. There are times where I'm wondering how someone like Sir Nighteye and Ingenium could even support someone like him."

Aizawa turns to Nezu once more "Principal Nezu, I demand that Izuku Midorya be barred from taking the entrance exams."

"I see..."

A tense silence settles between the three, with Emi and Aizawa glaring at each other while Nezu just sat there deep in thought.

"Ms. Fukkukaido?"

Emi directed her attention back to the principal, "Y-yes, Principal Nezu?"

"Do you happen to tell Aizawa about what course he is planning on taking?", asked Nezu, giving a slight smile towards Aizawa. The teacher always hates it when he sees that smile.

"Well no, not really. He sort of took the folder and stormed over here before I could tell him."

Aizawa was not liking this at all, "I don't know what you two are talking about, but if you two are planning to rope him into the hero course the-"

The principal was quick to shut him down, "He is going into the business course, Aizawa."

"Wh...what?" said Aizawa, completely flabbergasted.

"You heard correctly." reafirrmed Nezu,"Not only that, but he was the one to make the choice. Contrary to what you are thinking, Izuku plans to open his very own nightclub."

"A nightclub? But why?"

Emi was quick to answer this one, "Because he said, and I quote...", she made her best impression of Izuku, "... 'There's so many heroes out here that I'll practically be begging for a dead end job at the agency! What better way to help the folks out there than to make sure they enjoy the peace those spandexed crime fighters keep?' "

Aizawa was unable to come up with any retort after that. While he was adamant on making sure he wasn't going to the hero course, he could try to tolerate Izuku going into a different route. At the very least he wouldn't have to deal with the problem child himself. Seems he just jumped to conclusions this time.

He let out a weary sigh, letting his frustrations go up in smoke. Perhaps he needs a long rest after this.

"Well then, it seems I have misunderstood the situation here. I apologize for making quick assumptions about this."

"Haha! Not to worry, Shoto. I understand how you feel, but rest assured that everything will be quite alright. Enjoy the rest of your day."

Aizawa bid his farewell to the both of them before leaving the office. Again a nice silence settled in between Emi and the Principal. Emi was grateful that her (self-proclaimed by her) sweetheart was willing to accept Izuku into UA, believing that he would have doubled down on not letting him enroll.

However, there is one thing that she was curious about...

"Hey, Principal Nezu?"

"Yes, my dear?"

"Do you think we should tell him that you've already registered Izuku for the hero course exams?"

Nezu went to prepare himself another cup of tea, hiding the sadistic smile that began to creep on his face.

"Heheheheheheh! I think it would be best to have a few surprises every once in a while don't you? HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Don't you just love [WHATSACOMEANDAGO!] boses?

Later that night...

All is quiet around Musutafu. The steady hustle and bustle of the town slowly began to die out throughout the town, the bright sunlight now replaced with the dim, flickering flash of the streetlamps and business signs. The road was now devoid of vehicles and people.

Things were especially quiet for the Midorya household as they turned in for the night, their bodies now weary of a day of schoolwork, cooking and cleaning, as well as parental punishment. This is a little known fact, but for the neighbors of the Midoryas they were always sure to have earmuffs ready for when they were ready for bed. Anybody who remotely knew Izuku knew that they have to have at least some sort of protection, and a blind eye to anything that was considered "weird" by their standards.

Which meant that nobody could have seen (nor cared) about a iron-masked face looking over the apartment, with all the apparel of a private investigator. His glowing yellow eyes scanned every inch of the building, looking for any and all entrances, exits, strengths and weaknesses. He also looked into the identities of all of the tenants beforehand, knowing their quirks and their background, including the Midoryas. He wanted to make sure that everything was perfect and up to date before reporting back to his superior.

He knew that they would go for the boy soon, but now was not the time. One should always wait for the perfect opportunity to strike, to make their move. All that was needed was patience.

So for now, he waited.

...

...

*BEEP!BEEP*

The masked man looked to his wrist, where he was receiving a video call from his slightly large watch. He accepted the call.

"*Bzzt!* Q, come in Q..."

The man was quick to give an affirmed robotic grunt.

"...Glad to see you in fine health, Q. While we haven't spoken much since your last mission, I'm afraid that we are crunched for time and therefore have to skip the pleasantries for now. Although that wouldn't be much of a problem seeing that you are always ready to get to business, correct?"

Another affirmative grunt and nod from the man.

"Excellent. Now then, I assume that you have located the boy?"

Another affirmative was given.

"Good job, Q. Now then, what I am about to tell you cannot be told to anyone nor will it be repeated, so listen carefully. Our intelligence branch recently discovered that the boy named Izuku Midorya will be attending the illustrious U.A, which you already know is the most important school in all of Japan. While he has only applied for the hero course at the moment, I have no doubt that the school will have little to no problems in accepting the young man into their campus. After all, the principal is one clever individual, given the numerous run-ins we have with each other."

"...Your mission is to monitor any and all activities of Izuku Midorya as well as those in his inner circle. You are to gather as much information as possible regarding them, as well anything that is important to the organization. Remember that we have spent the last several centuries looking for the individuals who were known as the 'Descendants of the Mask', and right now we are at a crucial time in which we have the opportunity to have one of them into our employment."

"...You are to make sure that no one knows about this, for this could be disastrous should this information fall into the wrong hands. Make sure that the boy is willing to cooperate with us should the moment arise. If he does not agree to assist us, or if he becomes malicious during this time, I will give you full authority to use lethal force as you see fit. Am I understood?"

The man gives an affirmative grunt, now adding a salute.

"Good. This will be the last call you will be receiving from me in a while, so there will be no support at this time. Take care and good luck. Over and out."

The transmission ends, leaving the man in complete silence once again.

The man looked intently at the building again, before walking away into the street. There would be no need to confront him now.

Hello Hello! Kalbern Here!

Well then, here it is! Another chapter done and another day well spent!

This one is a bit shorter than the other previous chapters, so I apologize for that. As you can see here things are very much getting good here, and it wont be long until Izuku shows the world whats he's made of. Also, I have dropped some hints here and there so expect it and stay tuned!

Anyways, if you guys have questions, comments and concerns, or if you have anything else to say then don't be afraid to say so. I like to hear what you guys have to say. As always , thank you so much for taking the time to look into this little story of mine.