Izuku looks at Katsuki bewilderedly, his glasses is hanging wildly around his nose. "And you need to tell me because?"

Katsuki points at Izuku's drawing tablet, the screen showing All Might in his Bronze Age costume and...is that David Shield he is grinding against? The nerd is probably drawing for the upcoming Hero Fiesta convention.

"I need you to make arts for me. The idea I'm having needs your illustrations. Without it, it's just a shitty story."

Izuku frowns and scrunches his nose. "And what is exactly this greatest idea?" He says in a sarcastic tone.

Katsuki grins mischiveously. "You know how IcyHot has conflicting feelings toward his shitty dad, right?" Izuku nods, eyes widening slowly in realization. "So I, the legendary MightyBomb, decided to write an All Might x Endeavor! But! Hawks is also in there! It will be a threesome with Endeavor being the bottom!" Katsuki happily shouts.

At this point, Izuku has already grinned mischiveously like Katsuki. That boy acts like a softie but he's a damn bastard if he wants to.

"Now why the hell don't you start with that? I already have 30 ideas in my head." Izuku turns to the drawing tablet and opens a new file to start a new illustration. "What kind of threesome are we talking about? We're going for ABO, furry or cakeverse? What AU are you goinf for?" Izuku asks.

"ABO is a damn fucking must. I'm thinking of Soulmate AU with Endeavor is markless but All Might and Hawks has a mark toward him and he has to choose between one of them!" Katsuki says, already imaging the scenarios of his story.

"Ooh, make it that Endeavor is an Alpha but All Might is an Enigma and Hawks is a beta!" Izuku adds more fuel to the fire.

Katsuki gasps. "And the number one hero wants to court Endeavor because he is soulmate with him but he has to compete with Hawks who is also soulmate with Endeavor. Meanwhile, Endeavor is just confused because he is markless and an Alpha. Then, they are put into those romcom shoujo situations!"

"Oh my god, my brain is already storming with ideas! Kacchan, go back to your room and get your laptop! It's time for our magnum opus!"

"No need to tell me, Izuku. I already have it right here!"

The two aspiring heroes-in-training/fanwork creators go on with their conversation with Katsuki typing down the story and Izuku drawing the heroes doing it together.

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Next to Midoriya's room, lying on the bed, Hitoshi is contemplating what the fuck he just heard.

He knows that Midoriya is JuniorMight, a super popular heroes fanartist on social medias, but he didn't expect Bakugou is MightyBomb, a well-known fanfic writer who writes mostly about All Might but he has also taken a liking on Eraserhead, Best Jeanist and Edgeshot recently.

Honestly, Hitoshi should have noticed that when the fanfics are suddenly about found family with Ersaerhead, Best Jeanist or Edgeshot.

However, the idea he just heard might be the worst and best thing ever. He can tell this info to Todoroki and sees his reaction. But he digress.

It'll be more amusing to see how Todoroki reacts at Endeavor's reaction.

...maybe Hitoshi should ask Midoriya and Bakugou if they are taking Eraserhead x Miss Joke commissions just to fuck with Mr.Aizawa.

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In his office at the school, Shouta suddenly gets a chill.

Something terrible is coming and he knows it's from the Problem Duo. He should keep an eye on both of them for the next few days.

...why the hell is he also having a bad feeling from Shinsou, too?

To be honest, Shouta was not supposed to be at the support gear booth.

He is only here to replace Majima as the pro hero is too busy with another student who has applied to Support Course.

So now, Shouta is taking support gear requests from attendees. Most of the time, the gears these kids ask for are usually minimal, very few ask for anything practical. It's natural since these kids are still young and they still have the mindset that "Quirks are everything."

Maybe he should teach the importance of support equipments to his next batch of students sooner if he doesn't expel them in day one.

While waiting for the next participant, he notices a peculiar boy.

Instead of wearing a school uniform like other participants, he wears a white long-sleeved button-up shirt that fits tightly to his frame. Over the shirt is a sleeveless black vest that looks too expensive. Around his neck, a neatly-tied dark green cravat and at the center of the green silk is a silver emblem shaped like a rabbit. His trousers are clean and perfectly form-fitting, emphasizing his athletic build. Draped elegantly around his right hip is a golden pocket watch, looping around his belt like a chain. Under his lower legs are sleek, metallic leg bracers. Unlike normal leg bracers, these are clearly specially made for combats, strapping securely over his shins and calves. Perfectly protected without sacrificing any agility. To end all of this, the armored bracers are paired with heavy-soled combat boots, perfect for high-velocity kicks.

The boy's attire is extremely curious. He looks like a profession butler rather than a student. His posture is perfect, not a single dust can be found on his outfit. The boy presents himself confidently as if he already knows he'd passed the exam.

Other participants also glance curiously to the boy's manners. If Shouta is not sitting at the desk, he would ask the boy already. But he just have to wait for now.

The next person is the boy. Or upon closer inspection, a boy with green curly hair that is professionally styled. His face is what people nowadays would say 'plain'. Round with baby fat, freckles on his nose and cheeks, and big green eyes. If it wasn't for his attire, Shouta would never think the boy is special.

The green-haired boy walks to Shouta's desk. Each step is careful, quiet and regal. He stands straight, his back is firm and his eyes are locked directly to Shouta. He has a small smile that is warm, inviting but there is also a hint of cautiousness like he doesn't allow other people to know him. You can talk with him but you can't know him.

"Good morning, my name is Izuku Midoriya, number 1507. I am here to submit my support gears for the Practical Exam at 2:00 PM." The green-haired boy - Midoriya - says, handing stacks of blueprints to Shouta.

Shouta blinks. This is the first contestant ever giving him blueprints. Most participants just ask him if they can use an available support gear or asking for permission to use their quirk-specific gear in the exam. None has ever made their own gears. This Midoriya boy is the first person.

"Alright, one moment please." Shouta gets over his surprise and takes Midoriya's blueprints. It's a good thing that Majima has given him instruction if there's ever a situation like this.

If there is a contestant requesting to use their handmade support gears, they must submit their blueprints two weeks beforehand. A week later, the support course instructors will ask them to showcase their equipments to see if there is any danger or safety precautions. Once they are cleared and the instructors approve, their blueprints will be stamped with U.A vermillion seal, signifying they are allowed to use their gears in the practical exam.

Shouta takes a quick look at the seal of U.A Support Course. Everything is prepared, nothing is missing. No further document is needed.

He takes a look at the design. The leg bracers or as Midoriya dubbed it, "Wolf". The bracers don't seem to be anything special except for its armored design but based on the blueprint, it can withstand the force equivalent to All Might's punches. He diverts his eyes to Midoriya's lower legs. The same design from the blueprint can be seen in the real life. It's perfectly matched. Although he wonders why Midoriya is wearing it right now, perhaps a medical condition?

Shrugging the thoughts off, he switches to the next blueprint. U.A seal is stamped. This time, the design is for gloves. A long-sleeved gloves, covering his entire arms. Name "Arachnid". Based on the details, it seems that the gloves are not just embedded with strong, metallic buttons on the knuckles but it also filled with metallic wires that he can shoot out and control them. The wires are highly durable and can be used for combat, rescue and capture. Written next to the wires, he can see the word 'Nanotech'. What an impressive equipment and he made this by himself? How does he have access to nanotechnology?

He puts down the gloves blueprint and looks at the final blueprint. U.A approval is also here. This time, the design is for boots, nickname "Rabbit". This one is nothing fancy or special, however. No nanotechnology but instead, boots that contains hidden weaponry inside. Mini knives, a swiss knife, pellet bombs and even embedded mini gun. Shouta glances at the boots Midoriya is wearing. It's not the same but it looks similar. Perhaps he's put his handmade boots in the briefcase he is carrying.

After confirming nothing is missing, Shouta puts his own seal on the documents, approving Midoriya to use his equipments in the Practical Wxam. In hindsight, Shouta should have asked the boy more on why he needs all of this and the safety of the combat boots. But then again, he kinda wants to see what kind of spectacle this boy presents to him.

"Everything looks good to me, kid. Say, you don't want to try support course? Your designs alone are already surpassed some of our students." Shouta asks, handing Midoriya the blueprints.

Midoriya shakes his head and carefully takes back his papers. "No, my employer has specifically asked me to apply for Heroic Course. I have also intended to apply for it so it works well for both of us in the end." Midoriya smiles, put his left hand to his right chest and bows to Shouta. "Thank you, Mr.Aizawa. I'll take my leave for now." He turns his back and ready to leave.

"Huh...? Wait, how do you know my-" Before Shouta can ask, Midoriya has already been out of his sight.

What a peculiar boy.

Employer? Is he working for some kind of organization? But if he is, Nezu would have warned the faculty in advance.

Nevertheless, he will keep an eye on this boy. Perhaps he will understand him more once he gets a look at his files.

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As always, these kids have no idea what to do.

The alarm has set off and yet nobody except 2 participants rush in to the fake city. Hizashi has to make an announcement so that these kids can do anything.

He looks at the screens of one of the two contestants who run first. He has already got 40 villain points in the first 10 minutes.

Katsuki Bakugou. A student in Aldera Junior High. Quirk: Explosion. Based on the files, he's very smart and his records are spotless. However, judging by the way he fights, he's very brash and he only focus on the robots, not caring about the contestants. Another "victim" of flashy quirks and high praises from the people around him. 3 years of U.A should shape him well and if he doesn't comply to Shouta in day one, he will find a way to expel him.

He looks at the other screen. A familiar figure with green hair appears on the screen. 20 villain points and 20 rescue points.

Izuku Midoriya, still wearing his butler attire instead of a comfortable tracksuit like other contestants. He moves elegantly through the robots, weaving around them like a dance. A one-pointer rush behind him. He quickly jumps, launching a somersaul. The tip of his boot lands directly into its head, kicking the robot down to the ground, completely destroy its head.

2 two-pointers sprint to Midoriya. He stretches his gloved hands to them. Wires shoots out, tying the legs of both robots. He quickly cocks his fists, the wires the robots to them in high speed. His fists connects and penetrates them.

So far, Midoriya has been using his own skills to destroy the robots. Not a single quirk has been used. Maybe a non-combat quirk?

Shouta turns back to Nezu, who is drinking his tea with a gleeful smile, and asks. "Do you the files of Izuku Midoriya?"

Every teacher who is in the spectator room stops what they are doing and looks at Shouta with a mix of confusion and perplexity.

Oh right, this is the first time he ever asks Nezu for a file of a participant. He only checks their files once they are admitted to U.A Heroic Course.

"Oh my, this is quite a surprise! Aizawa, you never ask for a contestant's file before, especially for someone like him. You never stop astounding me." Nezu happily says. He puts down his tea, his paws reaches to a file next to him and hand it over to Shouta. "Here you go! I do need to warn you. This is the first time I've ever seen an anomaly like him. This Midoriya is full of surprises."

Anomaly? And Nezu is even warning him? What can make this boy special to the smartest being in the world?

Hizashi and Nemuri moves to Shouta's seat and takes a look at the files he is holding. They're also curious.

"Ooh Shouta, open it up. I want to see what makes this boy special that you even have to ask Nezu." Nemuri shakes his shoulder, demanding him.

"Yeah, to be honest, I'm also a bit curious. You should see him during the rules annoucement. He and that explosive boy seems to be really close despite the difference in their manners and he mouths off little Iida, even using his real name! Say, do you think he's a son of a pro hero that we don't know about?" Hizashi scrambles.

Shouta shrugs them all off. "Quiet, I only want to know his quirk. Nothing more, nothing less. If he's an offspring of an underground hero and I'll still treat him the same way as all of my students like I always have." He sighs and open the files.

The first thing he sees is the basic information of Midoriya. Nothing seems impressive until the quirk section.

Izuku Midoriya is quirkless.

Shouta's eyes widen. A quirkless boy is beating all quirked constestants. The only one that can be close to him is Bakugou who, according to Hizashi, is probably Midoriya's friends.

However, there are more oddities in Midoriya's files.

Both parents dead when he was 6. He was fostered and adopted by a family in England at the same time of his parents' death. However, came back to Japan at the age of 12 due to the family's work. There's no mention of who his guardian is.

He was homeschooled from the age 6 - 12 and attended Aldera Junior High. This is probably where he knows Bakugou.

But the occupation...why is he also being listed as "Professional Butler"?

"Nezu, what is this? Is this a joke?" Shouta looks at Nezu and asks.

"Ohoho, it would seem that you have seen his occupation, Aizawa. This is real. Izuku Midoriya is not just a student but he is also a butler for a housekeeping company in England." Nezu says as if being a butler in the age of 15 is normal.

"I-Is that legal!? He's just a kid! There's no way he is a butler no matter how fancy his attire is!" Hizashi shouts, trying to suppress his quirk.

All Might, who has been quiet fot the whole conversation, finally speaks. "I agree with Present Mic. Even back in America, all kids are required to be at least in the age of 16 to be allowed to work and the jobs they can do are only normal part-time jobs. Working professionally for a housekeeping company means that he has to be trained and has been working there for several years."

Nezu sips his tea again. "But that's the truth. Despite the legal issues, Midoriya is indeed a certified butler that has been even recognized by The British Butler Institute. In fact, the Prime Minister has to personally call me about this."

What?

It's as if the world has stopped spinning, every single teacher looks at Nezu with a stunned face.

The Prime Minister. Not even the HPSC.

"Prime Minister? What...what the hell? Nezu, tell us what's going on. Right. Now." Shouta asks, angrily glaring at his boss. He doesn't try to his anger.

No matter how much he tries to reason this, it's clear that Midoriya is being used by higher authority. A housekeeping company using child labor, gears that is clearly made from long-term experiences, and the government is covering him.

"Due to legal reasons, until Midoriya is admitted to U.A, I am not allowed to disclose why he is here. But I can give all teachers present here one tiny detail." Nezu sips his tea again, pausing for dramatic effect.

"Have you heard of Victoria Housekeeping?"

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Izuku opens the door.

He walks inside and carefully put his vest on the coat hanger. His cravat is neatly folded into the shelf. The briefcase of his equipments is placed on the desk.

He walks to the board that is hanged in the left wall, takes out the marker pen and crosses an X of today.

His tasks are complete.

Tomorrow is a new day and he should prepares himself. Mr.Lycaon will contact him soon and he has to be in his best shape no matter what.

Suddenly, his phone rings. He takes it out of his pocket. Kacchan is calling.

He presses the answer button and puts the phone near his ear.

"Hello, Mr.Midoriya is hearing. How can I help you?"

A gruff voice can be heard on the other side of the screen. "Goddamit, have you not clocked out yet?" Kacchan says.

"I am very sorry, Bakugou. I am my work shift and I am not allowed to speak with you in an improper manner. Please," Izuku takes the pocket watch on his trousers and read the time. "Wait for at least 10 seconds."

"Dammit"

He waits 10 second. As soon as the clock hits 6:00 PM, his posture falls down. He takes a deep breath, adjusting his manners.

"Sorry, Kacchan. I have to make sure that I have to present myself properly. Even from the other side of the world, Mr.Lycaon is still monitoring me." Izuku says in much more casual tone.

"Shit, how the fuck does he even know? He's in fucking England and we're in Japan! Can he at least be lax for you?" Kacchan says, annoyed on Izuku's behalf.

Izuku smiles. "I'm sorry but it's the rules. As the butler of Victoria Housekeeping and Japan, I have to present myself spotlessly. Mr.Lycaon trusts me and I don't want him to be disappointed in me. After all, the people needs me."

"But...you're not supposed to be like this! You're the same fucking age as me! We just finished the biggest exam in Japan and the first thing you do after finishing is to present yourself against the Prime Minister. We're supposed to be training for heroes, not serving for a nation. Why the fuck does everything have to fall on you? Y-you," Kacchan pauses, his throat is tighen, stopping the words to come out. Izuku's lips turn downwards, knowing what he's about to say next.

"You're not supposed to become a slave for Japan."

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"That is correct. I'd like to this boy to take my request."

"Mr.Prime Minister, are you sure? This boy is quirkless, nothing about him is remarkable."

"And because of that, he's perfect for this job. I do not care how he will do this task or how long he can go. All he needs to do is to serve and change this nation. Japan wants another All Might but what they needs is a true hero. Someone who will protect and serve them no matter what."

"I understand. But surely, you can find another candidate..."

"Didn't I tell you clearly? Other candiates are not as worth as him."

"W-Well, what about this shark girl? She seems to be a good fit. And this zombie girl, too. She is timid but she is very strong. They're not Japanese but given enough time, they can fit in right away."

"No, it has to be him. You may not see it but those eyes... That is the eyes of a brilliant, twisted mind. The mind of someone who wants to change this world. And he will change it no matter what."

sigh "I-I see. Very well, I will call the Victoria Housekeeping and let them know about your request."

"Good. Remember, tell them clearly-"

"The Prime Minister would like Izuku Midoriya, the only survivor of Dagobah Massacre, to serve Japan as a hero. He will work under the guidance of the Japan Government and we will cover for him. Time period: infinite."

Koki and Kota are facing a huge dilemma.

They are way too thin!

Even though they did everything to get muscles (weight training, high protein diet, no soft drink), their quirks just forced to - according to Minako - 'twinkify' their bodies.

This led to Kota to ask his technically big brother and teacher Mr.Deku for some advices. After hearing his issue, Deku gave them a special training plan that he used to do back when he was in middle school.

This plan was specifically made by All Might before he came to U.A so it should be highly logical and beneficial. According to Mr.Deku, the training plan would be extremely tough but he's sure that the duo can overcome this challenge.

Well, that's easier said than done.

Cause right now, Koki just wants to die.

"Because I am 175cm with 68kg and you are weak as hell. I am slim with very little muscles and you are not strong enough and you need to stop getting half of the class wanting to eat you carnally." Kota says and cringes a little bit at the last part. It's kinda true but he really did not want to learn that from the bisexual disaster Mikado.

"Eww, don't say it like that!" Koki blushes. He really does not want to hear that half of the class just wants to f-kiss him. "Honestly, are we sure this training plan is good? Cause I'm not sure how "pulling 100kg of weight for 5km" is scientifically possible. And look at this," He points at the diet section. "One bowl of - oh god - nothing but 1kg of chicken breasts! Unsalted, no spice, boiled only. Has this thing even been approved by a professional trainer?"

"Hmm, no idea. But it's from Mr.Deku so I trust him." Kota says with a neutral face while still pulling 100kg of weights behind his back. Despite the immense weight, his face doesn't show any sign of exhaustion. Koki is not sure how it is possible for him to still able to stand.

He sighs, feeling annoyed at himself for unable to get over this obstacle. For the past 8 years ever since Granny Kocho helped him from the street that day, this is the first time he feels such despair.

It's just so frustrating. His quirk, Darkness, allows him to create and control shadow from his own body. However, the shadow is not limitless, it eats his own fat and muscle, forcing him to eat 10x more than anyone in his class. Despite this, he hardly gains weight as his quirk will just consume them to sustain its power. No matter how much he tries, he will just stay skinny.

He has to get better, stronger, and firmer. To prove everyone that he can be a hero, too!

He glances at Mr.Deku's training regime. He grimaces a little but later, close his eyes. He takes a deep breath, calming himself down. When he opens his eyes, it is now with determination.

Koki can do it. He is Koki Terumoto, number 3 in Class 1-A of 2243. He is the Darkness Hero, Umbra.

He can do it!

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He can't do it.

After 4 months of non-stop intense training, Kota has gained more weight, more defined muscles and he can now lift at least 50kg. He has been following Mr.Deku's training regime every single day without breaking even a little bit.

The class has been impressed by his improvements and some had been trying to follow Mr.Deku's plan but few manage to get past the third day. Mr.Deku even praised Kota for following the plan very well and refusing to give up but he reprimanded him for training too hard, not letting his muscles taking a break every now and then.

In the end, everything went well for Kota. He is now doing a much simpler training plan to keep his form while allowing him to get stronger.

As for Koki, well...

Koki looks at the reflection of himself in the mirror. Despite wearing a shirt, one can tell that it is too oversized against his thin frame. While Kota's weight has gone up to 82kg of pure muscles, Koki remains at 65kg.

Koki tears up, feeling dejected at this whole thing. It's pointless. Even though he tried so hard, his quirk just forces his body to stay this way.

Koki plops back to his bed, plugging his earphone in and press play at his personal playlist. Today is My Chemical Romance day.

While he listens to the music and just stares at the ceiling - rethinking his life choices - he doesn't notice that Kota has entered his room and cringes at his best friend's antics.

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Kota knows that Koki has been depressed for the last months. His friend wears his heart on his sleeves and it is always heartbreaking how Koki doesn't seem to have any self-esteem.

Kota sighs. He walks over to Koki's bed. The boy doesn't notice his approach. He is dissociating. Kota glances at the song his phone is playing.

Fucking My Chemical Romance. What a boomer.

Kota carefully sits at the edge of the bed, waiting for Koki to notice his presense. Slowly, the stitches-scarred boy notices him, pulling out his headphone.

"Hey"

"Sup"

The two greet each other, not knowing what to say next. A minute of silence until Kota speaks up.

"Might tell me why the hell you are moping and listening to My Chemical Romance?"

Koki scrunches his nose, not wanting to discuss about his weight dilemma. "It's nothing." He lies. He slowly pulls his knee up to his torso, hugging his legs. He hides his face under his knee, not wanting to see anyone today.

"Dude, it's obviously you are lying. You've been weird ever since the training. What's going on?" Kota moves closer to Koki while still keeping a distance.

"I said it's nothing, okay? It's just-" Koki feels his throat clogged up. It's just his quirk not letting him gain weight. Why is he making this a big deal? "It's just me being stupid. That's all."

"I told you to stop saying that. You're not stupid and you're still hiding me. Just tell me what's going on. If I can't help then maybe Mr.Deku can."

Kota just doesn't understand why Koki is not telling him anything. Whenever Kota has a problem, he always tell Koki first. He always has a solution and if he can't then he will ask Big Bro Deku.

"I said it's stupid. It's not a big deal." Koki groans.

Definitely a big deal.

Kota put his hand on Koki's arm, shaking him a bit. "Not a big deal, my ass. You look like you're going to have a cry session right now. Just tell me what's going on."

"Just leave me alone."

"No, I will stay here until you tell me everything. Just spill it out."

"It's nothing!"

"This is not nothing!"

"Leave me alone!"

"Is this about the test last week? Or how Nijue stole the last donut in front of you?"

"Shut up!"

"Is this about Mr.Aizawa's hell training? Is this about Dynamight and Mr.Deku-"

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At the mention of training and Mr.Deku, something inside Koki snaps. Perhaps it's his pent-up anger since his quirk manisfestation, the frustration of unable to gain weight, this weird tingling whenever Kota is near him, or perhaps the vast sea of self-deprecation inside him ever since the training started.

He hates his body.

He hates his quirk.

He hates being so weak.

He hates being so skinny.

He hates the suggesstions that everyone gives to him. You should try pilates. You should eat more tuna.

He hates everything.

Why does he even exist?

...It doesn't matter anymore. Cause Koki doesn't realize he is yelling right now.

"Yes! It's all about that stupid training plan that you got from Deku! It was supposed to help me gaining muscles! I did everything right! I have not eaten a single junk food for the last 4 months, I barely go out, I never miss a day of exercise, I eat more chicken breasts that I can probably understand chicken now, I fight quirkless every fucking training session! And yet!" Koki quickly stand up, jolting Kota out of the bed. He pulls his shirt over his head, stripping himself. He throws the shirt down the floor and claps his left hand to his chest, demanding Kota's attention. "I'm still skinny! I barely gain any weight, not even fat! And I'm supposed to be a hero! What kind of a hero looks like a stick?! No one!"

Koki stops yelling, panting heavily. Every breath he takes feel harsh and hoarse. His vision is blurry. Has he been crying? He hates crying so much. It's always make his parents mad.

...fuck, why is he thinking about them now?

Was they right? Is he a disappointment? Is he a villain? Is everything he's done mean nothing?

Is everything Mr.Deku said to him a lie? Is he really a hero? What kind of a hero is he if he can't get over this obstacle? Is all of his training with Mr.Aizawa meaningless? His intership with Tsukuyomi is nothing now?

Is he even worth to live? Maybe he should have -

His thoughts are suddenly interrupted when his head hits something firm and his body is wrapped by something.

Huh, what happened? When did everything go dark?

He slowly opens his eyes. He doesn't realize he has been closing them. The first thing he sees is Kota's firm chest. His face goes red at the sight. This is definitely not something he expects when he's back to earth.

He glances around his room. The whole place is a mess. He looks down at his hand, the shadow is slowly go back to his body. He tiredly sighs.

He did it again. It has been so long since he lost control of his quirk. He has trained it since he was 7 to avoid hurting anyone and by this point, controlling them should be a sixth sense to him by now.

Perhaps he still needs more training.

He truly is useless. How can he save anyone if he's like this? He's not a hero.

I am-

"-ki, Koki, Koki!"

Koki jolts. He looks up, Kota's concerned face is the first thing he sees. Right, he was hugged by Kota and he was trying to get him out of this.

God, why can't he do anything right?

"You're doing it again." Kota says, his voice laced with concern.

"Doing what?" Koki replies.

Kota takes a deep breath and sighs. "You're doubting yourself again, right?"

Koki's eyes widen. Is he that obvious?

"Listen to me, Koki. You're a hero. You're the best fucking hero in our class. Everyone might say how I am the best, how Honekuma is the best or how Mitsuneko is the best. But to me, you're the strongest hero I have ever seen and that means something cause Mr.Deku is right there."

"You don't let your past define you. You always try your best no matter how impossible it is. Don't you dare you think you are weak. Cause you're not weak. You can do it, just like Mr.Deku."

You can do it.

That's right. Mr.Deku said that to him. He wanted Koki to believe in himself. Keep moving forward.

But-

"I-I don't know if I can." Koki cries, ugly tears falling. "No matter how hard I try, I can't get stronger. I want to be a hero people will feel safe with. And yet, I can't even make myself look strong for them. I want to be like Mr.Deku, a hero everyone feels relieved with. I want to be like Dynamight, a hero villains fear. But I am neither. I'm just." He hiccups, unable to control his words anymore. "Koki, a weak nobody."

Kota shakes his head. He takes his hand to Koki's face, cupping his cheeks and forcing him to look at Kota's eyes. "No, you're strong. You are strong. How you look doesn't define your strength. You have beaten Ishiyama and Kujira while quirkless, remember?"

"That's just luck." Koki says, trying to divert his eyes to another direction but Kota's hands stay firm on his face.

"No, it's not. You beat them fair and square. You outwit them. You outpace them. All without using your quirk. And they are bigger than you. Don't you see? A person's look doesn't define who you are or how your strength is. You're strong."

"Stop it. That's not true."

"No, it's true. I will keep saying it until you realize it. In fact, I will tell all the goods thing about you." Kota smiles. Something about it makes Koki feels weird.

"You're kind."

"S-Stop it."

"You're smart."

"I'm not smart."

"You're cool."

"Please, I'm lame."

"You're handsome."

"Did the girls put you up to this?"

"You're cute."

"I'm not-wait, huh?!"

Koki squawks, surprises Kota and escapes from his grip. He didn't expect what he just heard.

"What? You're cute. Everyone in our class thinks so." Kota confuses, not understanding Koki's reaction.

"I-I'm not cute! You're just saying that because I am thin and shorter than everyone in the class!" Koki points his finger at Kota and accuses, not caring about Kota's grimace.

"Dude, we don't think you're cute because you're short and thin. You're actually cute. Like, in a masculine way?"

"Huh?!"

Kota tilts his head, trying to reminiscence something. "Yeah, when you first walk into the class, we all think you look so cool with the stitches scars and your stoic facade. We thought you were the ice king of the class." Kota snickers.

"Then, when we started to get to know each other, everything just changed. You're nice to everyone. You always stay later to help with study. You're helpful. And your smile." He snaps his finger, a huge grin on his face. "Goddamn, the first time you smile, I think at that point, everyone just sorta...fell for you, you know? From that point on, we always think that you are cute."

With every word, Koki blushes harder and harder. His face probably looks like a tomato now.

"S-Shut up, I'm not cute! It's rude to say that with someone who just cry about his body." Koki pouts.

Kota just simply smiles and gives a small sigh. He slowly moves toward Koki, giving small and cautious steps until their distance is only 1cm away.

"Feel better?" Kota quietly asks.

"...a little bit." Koki meekly replies.

He does feel better. Somehow. His mind has cleared up a bit.

"Back when I started the training, Mr.Deku has told me about your quirk condition. Even if you train your body, your quirk will consume them, rendering your muscle to remain the same." Kota says.

"Yeah, I know that already. No need to rub it in." Koki sighs. The feeling is coming back again.

"But," Kota continues. "In return, your quirk gets stronger. Did you realize that?"

Huh?

"W-What are you saying? Stop joking around." Koki scolds, not wanting any teasing right now.

Kota looks around and gestures him to look at the state of his room. Koki follows his direction.

It's a mess. His table is split, his lamp is broken, his shelf needs another fix, and the laptop is - luckily - intact.

"All of this is just from one finger, by the way."

Koki turns his head to Kota, his eyes widen in shock.

"What?"

"You didn't know? Your quirk gets like way stronger now. Apparently, Mr.Deku theorizes that your quirk consume your muscles because they are your muscles. You rarely use them offensive so you never realize this." Kota says as he walks to Koki's desk, examining the damage. "But if you can use your quirk like how Tsukuyomi does then you can become super strong."

So all this time, his quirk is getting stronger during the whole training?

Koki takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself. This is such a sudden information. He needs some time to digest it.

"Dude, take your time. It's okay to be overwhelmed." Koki says with a smile but then his face drops, turning sad. "By the way, I'm sorry for what I just said before." Kota puts his hand to the nape of his neck, rubs it uncomfortably. "I was being insensitive and didn't realize that you were upset about your body. I just thought you already knew that the training made your quirk stronger. I should have told you sooner. I'm sorry for everything."

Koki blinks out from surprise, feeling guilty for letting Kota feels sorry when it's not his fault. "W-Wait, I should be the one to apologize. I-I'm the one who got you into this mess and dump you with all my bullshit. I should have think more clearly before saying anything. I'm sorry for roping you into my mess..." Koki says, his face down, avoiding Kota's gaze.

Kota shakes his head, not wanting Koki being guilt-ridden. "No, it's my fault. I'll take full responsibility of this." He walks to where Koki is standing and gently lifts his face so Kota can see him. He smiles warmly. "I'll make sure you never feels weak again."

It's just a promise. A stupid promise. One that Koki is not even sure if Kota can even fulfill it.

But somehow...he feels like Kota can do it.

That's just who Kota is. When he said he will do it, he means it.

In return, Koki smiles, tears fall down his face. "Y-You're an idiot, you know? I-It's not your fault and d-don't promise stupid shit like that." Koki sniffs, rubbing his tears away. "Thank you for staying with me, Kota."

Kota grins brightly. "That's what a hero does and I'm a hero just like you!"

Koki laughs at what he said. It's stupid and corny.

But it's so Kota.

Yeah, he can do this.

Being a hero with his friend. His best friend.

He's strong. He is strong.

Just like Kota said.

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"Now, how about we go to Gym Gamma and do a little bit of quirk experiment?"

"Huh, do we even have permissions?"

"No worry, I'm Mr.Deku's favorite. I'm sure he will let me pass."

Kota, in fact, is not Mr.Deku's favorite. That title apparently goes to Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight (and All Might but he's everyone's favorite) which he quickly learned while listening to Mr.Deku's lecture of why quirk training needs a supervisor all the time.

In the end, only Koki get a pass because he just went through a self-discovery journey that Mr.Deku somehow knows? ("I'm telling you, Nezu definitely permits Mr.Deku his secret cameras.")

Kota, on the other hand, is on house arrest for 3 days because of rule-breaking.

However, if Koki doesn't attend the class for the next 3 days and stay at the dormitory with Kota then that's only his business, not Deku's business.

He's glad that his student is finally allowing himself to be happy.

It is no secret that Mr.Deku is the kindest teacher in U.A.

Every single student loves him, his class and his interactive way of teaching. The students have been thrilled when they learned Deku has come back to heroic scene.

However, there is one thing that makes everyone afraid of Mr.Deku.

The final exam.

Ever since the final exam became a match against the pro-hero teachers, it has been a stable in U.A. Usually, the students will not know which teacher they will be assigned against.

Except Deku. He always tell the class which duo will go against him in the final exam and they will have a week of preparations.

Normally, this would seem like a big handicap against the pro hero since he just gives the duo a lot of preparation time.

However, there has been no student ever pass Deku's exam area.

"By the time I hit third year, there has been a total of 20 students who failed against his test. And you know what the worst part is? He doesn't even use his suit for the whole time." Koki frighteningly says, still remembering the test he anf Kota went through. It was traumatizing. "He put us in the desert area, forcing Kota dehydrate faster and the light is too bright for me to do anything. Then, one wrong move and a booby trap would explode. And even if you get into close-range, he will pin you to the ground. And-and his eyes!" He shudders against the flashback. "It was so scary! I thought Mr.Deku got impersonated by a villain!"

The first-year duo sweats. Koki is one of the Big Three and yet, he can't even beat Deku! How the fuck are they going to beat him?!

"Dude, don't say it like that. Look, our juniors now probably regret asking this," They already regret this. "But seriously, even if you fail, Mr.Deku will just let you pass. You just have to make sure that your plan is good and cover your weakness well. And don't try to half-ass it! If you do, you will get a three-week mandatory lecture about planning!" Kota shouts, emphasizing the point of planning.

Of course, they just have to make sure they have a plan in advance. Even if they fail, they just have to present the plan good enough for Mr.Deku.

That should be easy, right?

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They failed the test. As expected. However-

"What did I tell you a week earlier?"

Mikado (quirk: Fire Box) and Hibana (quirk: Great Illusion) are now kneeling in front of Mr.Deku. His eyes are really scary as Koki-senpai described. It was suffocating!

"Y-you tell us that we have to make a plan to go against you. The plan has to be about subduing you and covering our weakness." Hibana trembly says.

"That's right. Anything else?"

"And that we have to combine our quirk in a unique way." Mikado says. They did everything as Mr.Deku said.

Well, not exactly.

Their quirk combo move went pretty bad during the exam but it was still a good combo! They just didn't expect the illusion would make the box explode early!

"Correct. You did everything right." The duo perks up. "However," They glower down. "You two did not cooperate the entire time. It wasn't until 5 minutes left that you finally put your plan in motion. Even then, the plan was very shoddy. Turning the fire box into a bird? Great idea. However, Mikado's boxes explode whenever something touch it. Including quirk. So that's why they explode immediately. Now, tell me. What was the reason of this? And don't expect me to believe that was a part of your plan."

Damn, he's observant.

"W-well, you see, we have a bit of argument before the exam." Hibana meekly says.

A bit would be an exaggeration. It was a *meltdown*.

The two argued the whole week because of their conflicting point of view. Hibana wants to make a spectacle while Mikado just wants a quick end. That leads to them only has one plan that none of them has even tried.

"Uh huh, I also had an argument with Dynamight last week about dinner and yet, we work together in harmony the whole week. Nobody even notice that we were fighting about grocery." Deku nonchalantly says, ignoring the fact that he just insinuated that he and Dynamight are living together. "That's not an excuse. As heroes, there will be times you will have to put aside your emotion and work with the person you might not like. Sometimes, even with villains in the worst case scenario. I have seen duos like you several times before but this is the worst performance I have ever seen."

Ouch, that's hurt.

"We're sorry. We will make sure this will not happen again." Both students say at the same time.

Deku huffs, obviously still annoyed. "I don't expect yoh to improve right away but this will do for now. However, if you two do not work together by the end of the year, I will personally put both of you with Mr.Aizawa's training session."

Oh god, please no. Anything but that.

"Now, I will mark both of you as **Failed** and you will be put into my Planning and Teamwork class after school on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. This is mandatory so don't try to be absent unless you have a reason. Normally, this only lasts for 3 weeks but for you two!" Mr.Deku points at both students. Something is very wrong. They can feel it now. "You will be in my class for 3 months!"

"What?!"

"But Mr.Deku-"

"Nope, I don't want to hear it. Think of this as punishment for your poor performance today. Now, go back and get changed. If any of you are injured, go to Mr.Asclepius's office. He should still be in school at this time. I will send you new schedules later. Goodbye, kids!"

Mr.Deku turns and goes back to the faculty. The duo remains motionlessly on the ground, still trying to comprehend what happened.

They are so fucking cooked.

This is the 20th murder case from The Darkness Killer and it has been stressing out Tsukauchi.

The Darkness Killer, an unknown S-rank villain who only targets criminals. To the public, he is the shining example of true justice. But to the Hero Public Safety Commission, he is a threat to the hero society.

No information has been found about the killer so far. No witness has shown up to testify. His murder case is flawless. Not a single evidence left in the crimce scene. No fingerprint. No blood. Not even a camera footage. It is like he is a shadow.

However, the worst part is the victim. Every victim is murdered in a specific way. They are strangled to death through an unknown mean, possibly a quirk. And their heart is completely ripped out, nowhere to be found.

Tsukauchi sighs again as this murder scene is just the same as the previous ones. This murder is flawless and he is not sure how long can the HPSC can push back this case any longer.

The more they try to stall this case from the public, the further the enrage. People will soon realize that all victims share the same thing: they're all criminals who escaped jail time thank to their wealth or connection.

The public outrage is inevitable.

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Izuku hums a joyful song as he searches for tomatoes at the grocery store.

Today is his mom's birthday so he has to make sure everything is perfect!

As he walks through the store, he sees someone familiar. Oh, that spiky blond hair!

"Hi, Kacchan!" He waves to his best friend. The boy is checking the condiment aisle. Probably searching for his favorite spice.

Kacchan looks over and gives him a small nod. "Sup, nerd. The hell you're doing here?"

"I'm making my mom's favorite. It's her birthday, remember?"

"Shit, that's today? That's why the old hag was looking at me weirdly this morning." Kacchan grimaces. Aunt Mitsuki always keep him in the dark to see if he remembers what day is supposed to be.

"Don't worry, you can go with me. It would be a present from both of us." Izuku suggests. If he and Kacchan work together then that counts as a joint present project! It makes perfect sense.

"No way. I'm going to find Auntie the best fucking present ever!"

"Aww, come onnnnn. I give you the easiest solution and you just ignore it? Unacceptable!"

"Hell no, I'm Katsuki fucking Bakugou! I always strive for the best!"

"Cook with me for on-"

Their bickering stops as a scream can be heard across the store. The two quickly runs to the source and they find a group of thugs trying to take over the store.

"Everybody, freeze! Give me all your moneys!" Thug #1 screams, pointing his electric finger to the people around the store.

Izuku observes. Three-no, four thugs in the cashier. Two at the fruit aisle. Six in total.

Should be easy enough.

"Hey, which one you gonna use this time? It's better not be you. Use it once and they will be suspicious." Kacchan whispers. He's so caring.

"Don't worry, I make sure no one will suspect me." Izuku smiles as he lowers his hand to the floor, signaling him to wake up.

"Mikumo"

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By the time the police arrives, the thugs have been captured. Slowpokes, all of them.

Katsuki watches as the police interrogates everyone, asking for what happened. Pfft, as if they can ever find him.

That bastard is the cover for Izuku to escape rein-free and no one will ever suspect him anyways.

A detective comes to Katsuki and Deku's side. Ah, this one. Deku mentioned him before.

Detective True Man. A detective who has a Lie Detection quirk. Too bad that even if he tells the truth, no one can ever find him.

"Good evening, I am Detective Tsukauchi from Musutafu Police Force. I am here to interview both of you a little bit about what had happened here. Can you tell me your name, occupation, and please describe the incident here?" Plain-face shows his badge and asks them, obviously omitting his quirk, probably avoid any loop hole.

Whatever. He just needs to tell them the truth.

"Name's Katsuki Bakugou. This is Deku or Izuku Midoriya. We are third-year students at Aldera Junior High." He gives out his and Deku's name. He glances over at the green-haired. He's still groggy from his little nap.

"I-I'm not sure what happened. I passed out a little bit while hiding under the milk section." Deku gives out his statement, omitting a little bit but it's still the truth.

"You passed out? Do they use any quirk or substance on you?"

"Deku has a condition that makes him sleep from time to time. I always have to make sure he doesn't fall asleep at the public." Katsuki states. Kinda the truth. Deku is always a napper, he can take a nap anywhere.

"I see." Plain-face takes out his notepad and jots down something. "Can you tell me if you have seen a boy with dark hair and red eyes? We have interviewed with the others and they all said that a boy with demon wings come and contain the criminals immediately."

Ah, here comes the great question. Should be easy enough.

"Yeah, some dude with this weird demon quirk just fly over those bastards and take them all out. Dude is crazy strong, he lifted the muscled bastard with ease while he looks like a damn twig." Katsuki gives out his statement. All truth.

Plain-face notes down the whole thing, probably for compiling the case later. "Hmm, I see and do you see where he's taken off after he subdued them? According to our testimonies, no one has seen where he flew off as suddenly, there were fire everywhere, blinding everyone. And then, the fire went out."

"No idea." Short and precise.

Plain-face sighs. Definitely disappointed. "Thank you for your statements. We will keep asking everyone if there is any sight of him. In the meantime, you boys go home safely, okay? We will monitor the surrounding area to make sure everything is safe." The detective thanks them and walks over to the nexy person.

"Dumbass didn't even suspect." Katsuki snorts.

"Kacchan, don't be mean. He's just doing his job. Nobody can expect that anyways." Deku pouts.

"Yeah, yeah, we need to go home, it's getting late. Time to cook some damn meals!"

"Oh shit, you're right! Let's go home! Hopefully, mom is not home yet!"

The duo runs back to their houses, hoping that their parents not home yet.

Unkbeknown to them, detective Tsukauchi has been staring at Izuku.

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Izuku Midoriya. Birthday July 21st, 2XXX.

Mother: Inko Midoriya. Quirk: Angel.

Father: Hisashi Midoriya. Quirk: Demon.

Izuku's quirk: Black Angel. A combination of his parents' quirks. He can summon dark-colored wings at his back anytime and a halo will appear on his head. In this form, he can telekinetically control objects and emit strong light. He can also create weapons made from it and uses his feathers as weapons.

From the file, Izuku Midoriya is just another teenage boy with a normal family. The only unique thing about them is that the whole family is a Christian researcher's dream come true.

However, something about Izuku doesn't feel right.

There is no mention of a medical condition that he sleeps periodically. Not even a nacrolepsy.

And yet, the statement from Katsuki Bakugou is Truth.

Something doesn't add up. But what is it?

Tsukauchi looks at the file, staring at Hisashi Midoriya. A man who is his late 30s, wearing a simple smile on his face. His hair is black and curly, resembling a bird's nest. His eyes are dark red, scary yet inviting. Freckles on his cheeks and noses, similar to his son.

His quirk, Demon, gives him demon wings and boost in strength. He can breathe and control fire during this state.

Strange. Usually, a child's quirk is a combination of both parents or a stronger version of one's quirk. And yet, Izuku'a quirk just have his mother's quirk while the demon aspect just make his wings look darker, resembling a fallen angel. There is no mention of him being able to create fire or enhanced strength.

Tsukauchi furrows his brows. He's not sure it is possible. It is a crazy theory and there is no proof of it. But...

Is it possible that the boy with demon wings and Izuku are the same person?

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"Today is so fun! Mom loves my present so much and dad congratulated me and you for being a true hero today!"

"..."

"And Kacchan really did get the best present for mom! He got her a new cookbook! It's about Italian cuisine, by the way."

"...Izuku, can you stop?"

Izuku stops, looking at the mirror. A reflection of himself but something is off. Slowly, the image changes, showing a boy who looks like Izuku but with few differences.

Red eyes, black curly hair with bangs that cover one of his eyes. His face is stoic and expressionless. His eyes are firm yet empty. Everything about him is a complete opposite of Izuku.

"What do you mean?" Izuku asks the image. He doesn't understand why he keeps telling him to stop.

"This entire fiasco. You know...the criminal thing?" The red-eyes boy frowns.

Izuku heartily laughs. Yet, his laugh is wrong. It has a hint of sinister.

He stops laughing and smiles wickedly at the image. His eyes filled with madness.

"I'm sorry, big bro. But all criminals deserve to die. No matter how many there is, I will hunt them all." Izuku spreads his black wings out. 6 wings. A Seraphim. "The darkness will consume them and I will be the judge of their heart. You just need to be a great big brother to me. After all, you and me are one and the same. Mikumo."

Mikumo grimaces, not liking his insinuation. Two different person yet one body. If Izuku gets caught, he will also get caught. If Izuku is hurt, he also hurt. No matter what, this is the limitation of this body.

Nobody ever expect two quirk cores in one body. Much less a twin consumed the other in their mother's womb.

Mikumo Midoriya. The twin brother of Izuku Midoriya. Who exists as a quirk for his brother.

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Izuku-Mikumo Midoriya. True quirk: Split.

Izuku-Mikumo is two different person inside one body. While Inko was pregnant, the fetus of Mikumo stops developing and Izuku absorbed him completely. However, Mikumo didn't stop existing.

When Izuku turns 4, his quirk appears and that was the first time, the Midoriyas are aware of Mikumo's existence. He is inside Izuku's body, functioning as a separate quirk from him. Anyone can interact with him as long as Izuku is in front of a mirror.

However, Mikumo can also take over Izuku's body if the latter wants to. By putting his hand on a flat surface, Izuku and Mikumo will swap each other, changing the body's appearance completely. Izuku can force swap back but Mikumo can't. The swap exhausts their body, making them sleepy.

Both Izuku and Mikumo possess two different quirks.

Izuku: Black Angel.

Mikumo: White Demon.

When Mikumo uses his quirk, he will sprout out 4 white demon wings, goat horns on the side and a tail. In this state, his strength is greatly enhanced and he can turn his nails into talons. He can also create and control hid special fire that can burn everything and not burn anything at the same time. Those fire can turn into a weapon that only Mikumo can use.

As the appearance and personality of both brothers are starkly different despite some similarities, the existence of Mikumo is only known by his family and Katsuki Bakugou, who is aware of him since the first murder back when he was 10.

It is unknown where Mikumo is while he's dormant inside Izuku.

It is no secret that Mr.Deku is the kindest teacher in U.A.

Every single student loves him, his class and his interactive way of teaching. The students have been thrilled when they learned Deku has come back to heroic scene.

However, there is one thing that makes everyone afraid of Mr.Deku.

The final exam.

Ever since the final exam became a match against the pro-hero teachers, it has been a stable in U.A. Usually, the students will not know which teacher they will be assigned against.

Except Deku. He always tell the class which duo will go against him in the final exam and they will have a week of preparations.

Normally, this would seem like a big handicap against the pro hero since he just gives the duo a lot of preparation time.

However, there has been no student ever pass Deku's exam area.

"By the time I hit third year, there has been a total of 20 students who failed against his test. And you know what the worst part is? He doesn't even use his suit for the whole time." Koki frighteningly says, still remembering the test he anf Kota went through. It was traumatizing. "He put us in the desert area, forcing Kota dehydrate faster and no area for me to cut through. Then, one wrong move and a booby trap would explode. And even if you get into close-range, he will pin you to the ground. And-and his eyes!" He shudders against the flashback. "It was so scary! I thought Mr.Deku got impersonated by a villain!"

The first-year duo sweats. Koki is one of the Big Three and yet, he can't even beat Deku! How the fuck are they going to beat him?!

"Dude, don't say it like that. Look, our juniors now probably regret asking this," They already regret this. "But seriously, even if you fail, Mr.Deku will just let you pass. You just have to make sure that your plan is good and cover your weakness well. And don't try to half-ass it! If you do, you will get a three-week mandatory lecture about planning!" Kota shouts, emphasizing the point of planning.

Of course, they just have to make sure they have a plan in advance. Even if they fail, they just have to present the plan good enough for Mr.Deku.

That should be easy, right?

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They failed the test. As expected. However-

"What did I tell you a week earlier?"

Mikado (quirk: Fire Box) and Hibana (quirk: Great Illusion) are now kneeling in front of Mr.Deku. His eyes are really scary as Koki-senpai described. It was suffocating!

"Y-you tell us that we have to make a plan to go against you. The plan has to be about subduing you and covering our weakness." Hibana trembly says.

"That's right. Anything else?"

"And that we have to combine our quirk in a unique way." Mikado says. They did everything as Mr.Deku said.

Well, not exactly.

Their quirk combination went pretty bad during the exam but it was still a good combination! They just didn't expect the illusion would make the box explode early!

"Correct. You did everything right." The duo perks up. "However," They glower down. "You two did not cooperate the entire time. It wasn't 5 minutes left that you finally put your plan in motion. Even then, the plan was very shoddy. Turning the fire box into a bird? Great idea. However, Mikado's boxes explode whenever something touch it. Including quirk. So that's why they explode immediately. Now, tell me. What was the reason of this? And don't expect me to believe that was a part of your plan."

Damn, he's observant.

"W-well, you see, we have a bit of argument before the exam." Hibana meekly says.

A bit would be an exaggeration. It was a meltdown.

The two argued the whole week because of their conflicting point of view. Hibana wants to make a spectacle while Mikado just wants a quick end. That leads to them only has one plan that none of them has even tried.

"Uh huh, I also had an argument with Dynamight last week about dinner and yet, we work together in harmony the whole week. Nobody even notice that we were fighting about grocery." Deku nonchalantly says, ignoring the fact that he just insinuated that he and Dynamight are living together. "That's not an excuse. As heroes, there will be times you will have to put aside your emotion and work with the person you might not like. Sometimes, even with villains in the worst case scenario. I have seen duos like you several times before but this is the worst performance I have ever seen."

Ouch, that's hurt.

"We're sorry. We will make sure this will not happen again." Both students say at the same time.

Deku huffs, obviously still annoyed. "I don't expect yoh to improve right away but this will do for now. However, if you two do not work together by the end of the year, I will have personally put both of you with Mr.Aizawa's training session."

Oh please, no. Anything but that.

"Now, I will mark both of you as Failed and you will put into my Planning and Teamwork class after school on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. This is mandatory so don't try to be absent unless you have a reason. Normally, this only lasts for 3 weeks but for you two!" Mr.Deku points at both students. Something is very wrong. They can feel it now. "You will be in my class for 3 months!"

"What?!"

"But Mr.Deku-"

"Nope, I don't want to hear it. Think of this as punishment for your poor performance today. Now, go back and get changed. If any of you are injured, go to Mr.Asclepius's office. He should still be in school at this time. I will send you new schedules later. Goodbye, kids!"

Mr.Deku turns and goes back to the faculty. The duo remains motionlessly on the ground, still trying to comprehend what happened.

They are so fucking cooked.

After Bakugou and Midoriya reconciled in their first year, their relationship has gone pretty good in class 2A (previously 1A) point of view. They don't fight anymore, they just bicker. Their rivalry is now an actual rivalry. And the two now spend time together, reconnecting their lost friendship.

However, there is now another problem. Apparently, the two has a...pretty unique way of talking shit of those they don't like. Well, according to Kirishima, a very 'drag queen' way.

"You have to put all the way to your back." Bakugo nonchalantly says as if he didn't just insinuate a bald person to use shampoo.

"One time I heard Korumi-"

"Who's that?"

"Hair queen."

"Oh, that girl slays."

"Anyways, hair queen said to eyeballs and I quote: "When you wash your face, where do you stop?" And he literally silenced the whole time."

"No fucking way, that dude is dad joke in human form and he didn't have a comeback?"

"Well, he tried but he just said and I quote again: "...I will get you back later."" Midoriya says, popping his tongue and flicking off his fingers.

Bakugou snorts, "Pfft, dumbass. Oh, by the way, we should really stop by the Musutafu Mall next weekend. I'm almost out of conditioner."

"You can borrow mine."

"Bitch, do you know how much I have to keep this fabulous hair? I ain't using yours. The last time I used, I went from Robyn to Sue Sylvester." Bakugou flinches from the memory. There is definitely more to that story.

"Like yours is any better. Your shampoo almost kill my entire curls. I have to go to salon and fix it ASAP. I could have gone from Beyonce to Taylor Swift." Midoriya grimaces. Oh yeah, the last time he's out of shampoo, his hair went straight and dead. Mina almost had a heart attack when she saw that.

"Speaking of Taylor, have you seen her clothes? Oh my god, they're so ugly and unflattering. She's always wearing something my grandmother would wear. The old hag has to switch the channel whenever she's on scree.. It is that bad."

"Oof, tell me about it. Whoever her stylist is, she needs to fire them. Immediately. Like, cease and desist."

The conversation goes on and on like that with topics range from talking shit of their middle school (Bakugou made a very innuendo statement about a guy who has a finger quirk while Midoriya joked how Kariage? has a terrible loveline) to beauty regimen to weekend plans (apparently, Bakugo has a weekly spa session and Midoriya has to go to salon every two weeks to trim his curls). The duo doesn't seem to notice the staring of their classmates.

"Dude, is this how boy friendship works?" Jirou asks Kaminari. He shakes his head.

"No, this is something only Bakugou and Midoriya have."

Next to him, Kirishima tears up. "They're so open of their hobbies. So manly."

"I didn't know Deku has better facial treatment than me. We should really ask both of them for the next girl's night!" Uraraka whispers to Mina. The pink-skinned girl excitedly nods.

"Right? We're missing so much stuff. We have to get them on board!"

"Honestly, if these two had reconnected before they came here, they would have killed Shigaraki without laying a finger on him." Tsuyu says. Everyone agree with her.

Actually, it's a good thing the two reconnected later because they're not sure if they can even survive a read from the Wonder Duo.

They...they did it.

After 6 hours of painful discussion, Shoto and the others finally solved the murder of their classmates.

But...the cost of solving this is too great. They lost their leader.

Shoto grimaces, glancing at the person who is across the room. Midoriya, still standing motionlessly with a bored expression.

He looks at his left. Next to Midoriya is the framed picture with a bloody X on it. The picture of Katsuki Bakugo, the Ultimate Drummer.

Of course, Midoriya would make a murder case this complex to revenge for his friend. He has known ever since he met him. Only the Ultimate Analyst can make a murder case this complex.

"Why?"

Shoto blinks, surprises at Denki's trembling voice. Ever since Midoriya was pinnted the suspect, he has been quiet.

"Why...why did you kill them?!" He shouts, his voice is hoarse and filled with anger. "They have been nothing but kind to you after Bakugou's death. Why did you kill them?"

"..." Midoriya does not speak.

"Is it for revenge? But they have done nothing to you or Bakugou. If anything, after his death, they were the ones who supported you the most." Asui says.

Midoriya remains silent. He only focuses on Bakugou's picture.

"...you never intend to live in the first place, aren't you?" Shinsou says, surprising everyone.

"Huh, what do you mean? Midoriya was intending to die? But he fought against us so hard during the trial!" Ashido exclaims. Shoto agrees with her statement.

If Midoriya really wants to die, there is no reason he made a double locked room murder mysteries. Not only that, planting fake evidences around the school to frame everyone. If it wasn't for Momo's hidden message, it would have been impossible to pin Midoriya.

After a long moment of silence, Midoriya speaks for the first time. "...there is nothing left for me anyways."

"Huh?"

"...what do you think of my talent?"

What? "Why are you asking us? It's your talent, not ours." Shoto says, trying to understand his words.

"Answer the question. What do you think of my talent? Speak honest. If you lie, I can call you out."

Honest, huh?

After a few minutes, Monona speaks up. "Well, the talent to be able to analyze anything and predict them to a fundamental level is definitely paving you to an extraordinary future. You can just simply observe, giving out some predictions and boom, you get yourself a huge-paying contract."

Midoriya's eyes harden at Monoma in disgust. "So predictable. A shallow understanding of my talent."

"W-what are you talking about? Isn't that what you are? You are known as the number one business analyst in Japan, you know that?"

"I am aware but that is not the full extension of my talent." Midoriya tilts his head to his left, eyes boringly to everyone.

"I can observe, analyze, and learn everything. And when I said everything, I mean every single talent you, other U.A students, the teachers and everyone else are having right now."

One single statement, spoken with no emotion. And yet, it shocks everyone to the core.

"My childhood is boring. I was able to quickly learn every single alphabet by myself when I was 3. I can understand Kanji faster than any kid by the time I was 4. I beat chess against the Ultimate Chess Master by the time I was 6. All of this was because of my talent. Or rather, my brain."

"I can't stop processing information. No matter how miniscule the detail is, I can quickly deduce it just through a simple process of elimination. Everything and everyone has a pattern just by looking at the movement, emotions, style, and body language."

"I was...so bored. I can't feel the thrill of study nor the fun in it. Everything was going according to my prediction. Everyone was so predictable. All I have to do is just simply use the right words, the right emotion and people will happily bow to me cause I am the number one analyst. Everything was going according to my prediction." Midoriya pauses. He glances at the picture of Bakugou on his right.

"Until I met Kacchan." He smiles. A kind, genuine smile that Shoto has not seen ever since Bakugou's death. "Kacchan was an anomaly. He was a wildcard. He was unpredictable."

"I can never analyze his moves, he is like the storm that doesn't follow the nature's order. I can never know his next emotion, he can be happy yet angry and sad yet calm at the same time. He has a talent yet he learned others just because he wanted to. He was-" Midoriya stops. His eyes are wet, water pooling out without a pause. "He was everything. He was my best friend. He was someone who didn't see me as a figure but as a person. From that day on, I decided to spend the rest of my life with Kacchan not just as a friend but also as a companion."

"In return, he treated me like a normal person. He never gave me favoritism like those rich bastard leaders. He saw me as his equal. A person who just happens to be an Ultimate. He didn't afraid to use his harsh words to me like anyone else. I'm glad he did. It made me feel happy. Happy that I am considered as a human, instead of a higher being."

Midoriya smiles fondly at the memories. It's no secret that he and Bakugou are childhood friends and they are very close but Shoto and the others never expect their relationship runs deeper than what it looks.

Midoriya stops smiling, his face darken. "When I came here, none of you saw me as a student who was thrown into a killing game. I was treated the same way how everyone else treated me. Praise after praise of my talent. You all expect me to become the leader the moment you learned my name. All of you never see Izuku Midoriya, only the Ultimate Analyst!"

He grits his teeth, annoyed at his own memories. "Kacchan was the only one that treated me right. He saw me as his friend and as another student who is trapped in this killing game. When I was appointed as the class leader, he stepped in and asked why none of you even ask for my permission. The reason you gave? Because I am the Ultimate Analyst. I can observe and analyze any information that is related to this godforsaken place so that you guys has a higher chance to escape. You never ask for my opinion. You only look at my talent."

His voice slowly goes up in volume, lacing with gradual fury. "I never ask to be the leader. I never ask to have this talent. I never ask to be the Ultimate Analyst. I never ask to have my friend killed! I never ask to be the one who uncover Kacchan's death! I never ask for his killer to be the second friend I have! All I wanted is Kacchan and to be treated like all of you! I just want to be normal! I just want to have the fun of learning! The thrill of perfecting something for the first time! The tiredness of hard work! But I can never because of this stupid talent when I never want this!"

He stops screaming. He breathes uncomfortably, his eyes mad with anger.

Shoto and everyone else are too stunned to speak. None of them hardly has anything to say.

Midoriya was intending to die but he wanted everyone to die with him. This is not just a revenge for Bakugou, but a revenge for how the class treated him like a royal on a pedestal.

After a long minute of silence, Midoriya speaks again. "What are you waiting for, Nezu? Just execute me already."

"Are you sure? Usually, by this time the culprit will send a heartfelt messageo to their remaining peers to keep on living or something like that. Humans are quite interesting to observe, you know." Nezu says.

"No need. I'm not like Uraraka or Kirishima. Honestly, all of these people can go fuck themselves. It's punishment time." Midoriya says nonchalantly, goes up to Nezu's seat and put his hand on the red buzzer.

"Wait, hold on!" Shoto hears himself screaming. His mind is still in shock with what happened but there are too many questions for Midoriya that he needs to ask.

But before he can stop him, Midoriya has pressed the buzzer with Nezu.

"It's time for the punishment for Izuku Midoriya, the Ultimate Analyst!"

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Izuku sits in the middle of a classroom. His eyes are vacant, devoid of emotion. Next to him is the corpse of Katsuki Bakugou.

Suddenly, the walls breaks down and slowly, the seat of both students are slowly going backwards on the conveyour belt.

Behind them is a pitfall with no end. Everything that fell into is consumed by the darkness.

THE GREAT FALL

Ultimate Analyst

Izuku Midoriya

Execution: Executed

Gradually, desks are falling into the pit. With each passing second, Izuku's and Katsuki's desks are crepting closer to it.

Izuku holds Katsuki's hand one last time. He smiles at the cold touch. It's not the same but he's glad that he can die with Katsuki on his side.

His best friend. His companion. The person he trusts the most.

It is now their turn. Izuku closes his eyes, wait for the cold air of falling. He can see how this will go. He will fall, still holding Katsuki's hand, until both of them they meet the ground. Their body will be broken and splattered with blood.

However, he sighs again as if he knows something else is gonna happen. As if on cue, suddenly, two hydraulic press come at the duo on both left and right, crushing them together.

He was correct once again. There would be no fall. Nezu will just crush both him and Kacchan together.

Now, they can be together forever and ever.

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This is just a post-trial and execution writing practice for my DG X MHA fanfic. This is not canon and you can consider this as an unused execution for Izuku.

In my mind, the only way you can get Izuku to kill is Katsuki has to be murdered by anyone. That way, Izulu will create an extremely complex murder case to the point that nobody can solve it unless he missed a key evidence that pinpoint to him.

So that's it for now. Stay tuned for Danganronpa: My Killing Academia. I am still writing the prologue and chapter 1 cause I really want everything is connected and I don't have a beta so I have to edit it at the same time.

16 students stand dumbfounded in front of the podium. They are not sure if what they heard is correct or not. If what that... thing said is true, that means–

"You want us to kill each other?" A green-haired boy — Izuku Midoriya, Ultimate Analyst — questions warily. His face is stricken with fear, his widen eyes are filled with terror.

"Are you insane?! There is no way we will do anything like that!" A redhead girl — Itsuka Kendo, Ultimate Martial Artist — shouts. She may look brave but her hands are trembling against it.

"Why the fuck do we have to listen to this dumb-looking rat, anyways? He's probably bluffing, you know." A spiky blond boy — Katsuki Bakugou, Ultimate Drummer — sneers. Despite those words, he still positions himself cautiously.

"Everyone, calm down! There has to be a misunderstanding. I'm sure we will find a way out here." Yaoyorozu declares to everyone. She has been the voice of reason so far.

"And why do you think this is a misunderstanding? For all we know, we are trapped in U.A Academy with no way out. That fluff toy is probably telling the truth, you know." A indigo-haired boy — Hitoshi Shinsou, Ultimate Therapist — said nonchalantly. He looks bored, doesn't seem to even care that he was said to kill his own peers.

"Haha, look like one of you has the right idea at least even though I am not a fluff toy. I am telling the truth. A headmaster will never lie to all of you." Nezu says way too cheerfully.

"Nonsense! We are the Ultimates of U.A Academy, the future of Japan. There is no way we will ever do such terrible things. No matter how much you want us to do such heinous behavior, we will never fall!" A boy with a combed dark blue hair — Tenya Iida, Ultimate Lawyer — exclaimed. His posture is straight, filled with confidence. His red eyes look directly at the headmaster with determination, sending a clear message to it.

"You guys may be Ultimates but you are still humans, are you not?" The headmaster grins wickedly. His teeth are not like that of a mammal. It looks too human. Too perfect. It doesn't look right.

"No matter how much you convince yourself, the mind is always the first thing to break. Humans will do anything to escape if they are given a chance. You may not want to do it now but give enough time, one of you will soon break. Your friend, your lover, your family, your sibling. They once told you everything will be fine and yet, they kill with no mercy. Relationship is meaningless in this place, after all. This is the battle of survival."

With those words, everyone look at each other warily. They know that none of them will kill their peers. They make sure of it.

But the idea to escape is just too good.

After all, humans are weak.

Shoto understands this all too well. Humans are weak. No matter how much they convince themselves, they can't resist the temptation of freedom. Of greed. Of fame. Of greatness.

...what does he even know? He's just a writer. Everyone here is much more talented than him. If given a chance, he's probably the first to die.

Well, he hopes that they make a great murder mystery for the death of the Ultimate Mystery Novelist.

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This is a short example scene of a fanfic I am writing which I titled Danganronpa: My Killing Academia. This is not final and it's just an example, anyways.

If you are not familiar with Danganronpa, the main gist of this AU is that there is no quirk but the students of U.A are people with superhuman talents with an Ultimate title that is tied to their talent. Some Ultimate titles can sound far-fetched or nonsensical but that is the beauty of Danganronpa. After all, the more out there title usually means their talent is much deeper than that (In DR2, Sonia Nevermind, Ultimate Princess has military knowledge and the ability to make people listen to her command.)

For example, Izuku in this AU is the Ultimate Analyst, he can analyze and predict anything no matter how miniscule the information is. His mind works like a supercomputer, continuously proccessing information that he observes and learns. In addition, he can apply the knowledge he learns to himself, making him a pseudo-genius both in strength and mind.

Of course, this means I can't use Izuku as the protagonist cause his point of view would spoil everything.

In return, I make Shoto as the protagonist instead. In this AU, Shoto is much more stoic and pessimistic compared to the canon counterpart due to his upbringing. His talent is Ultimate Mystery Novelist and he deems himself to be less talented than others as he finds his talent to be nothing noteworthy.

Now what would be the main plot? Again, if you are unfamiliar with Danganronpa, 16 students are isolated from the outside world and they are forced to participate a killing game in which they have to kill each other in order to escape.

However, there is a catch. Once a murder happens, the students will have to investigate and then they will attend a class trial in which they will have to discuss and find the culprit.

If the students vote for the blackened, they will survive and continue the killing game while the blackened will be punished. But if the students vote for the wrong person, everyone except the blackened will be punished.

The main cast:

- Shoto Todoroki — Ultimate Mystery Novelist

- Momo Yaoyorozu — Ultimate Heir

- Izuku Midoriya — Ultimate Analyst

- Katsuki Bakugou — Ultimate Drummer

- Tenya Iida — Ultimate Lawyer

- Ibara Shiozaki — Ultimate Nurse

- Itsuka Kendo — Ultimate Martial Artist

- Tooru Hagakure — Ultimate Teenage Model

- Denki Kaminari — Ultimate Electrician

- Kyouka Jirou — Ultimate Punk Artist

- Eijirou Kirishima — Ultimate Boxer

- Mina Ashido — Ultimate Breakdancer

- Tsuyu Asui — Ultimate Scuba Diver

- Ochako Uraraka — Ultimate Astronaut

- Neito Monoma — Ultimate Theater Actor

- Hitoshi Shinsou — Ultimate Therapist