Three figures stood at the precipice of a large, multiple-city-blocks-wide, still smoldering crater in the middle of Tokyo.

"Look, Zen is trying his best..." Mirko pleaded, her voice hitting an unfamiliar protective edge.

Sporting her classic, risqué white-and-purple outfit, she stepped between two giant men to serve as a living shield for someone twice her size. Or at least she tried her best to do so, because...

Given her compact frame of just 159 cm (5'2), she was physically unable to block anything here. All Might could easily throw a punch right over her head from his 220 cm (7'2) vantage point. But God be her witness, she tried her best, ok?

All for One behind her slumped his wide shoulders, slouched, and slightly dropped his head. And yet he was still towering over the Rabbit hero thanks to his staggering 225 cm (7'4) height. He was the tallest among them and yet looked deceptively small at the moment. He also deployed his best "guilty puppy" face, morphing his hardened, handsome facial features and even his bottomless matte eyes into something unrecognizable, sorrowful, almost remorseful. Almost. It was a ridiculous sight. To his credit, though, it worked wonders on his girlfriend

"Oh, really?" All Might crossed his massive arms, his voice dripping with palpable sarcasm.

Rumi locked her hands behind her back and began lazily rocking back and forth from her heels to the balls of her feet. She pressed on, her voice getting softer. "Look, nobody got hurt, and besid—"

"Don't you dare make excuses for him, young Rumi!" despite her disarming visage, All Might cut her off sharply, then gestured at the depth of the crater. "Nobody died today ONLY because I was in the country and registered familiar, dreaded ticking sounds to evacuate everyone in time!"

Mirko stomped her powerful foot spiderwebbing concrete beneath. Her rabbit ears chopping the air aggressively as she wrapped her arms defensively around All for One’s thick forearm. "How do you even know it was him?! Do you have any evidence?"

All Might threw his massive arms up in the air. "It is literally written all over his face!"

She rubbed her cheek over AFO's arm. "Look at him, this is the face of an innocent, beautiful man! It belongs in the bedroom, not a courthouse." Mirko yelled back, dead serious.

Feeling the winds blowing in his favor, All for One was really tempted to whistle an innocent tune but opted against it at the last second. However, he still chose to avoid eye contact with the yellow behemoth who was slowly losing his patience.

All Might dragged his hand down his face, groaning with exhaustion. "We tracked the transactions. It was a phenomenally, laughably sloppy crypto transfer."

That was a bitter pill to swallow for All for One. For someone who prided himself on absolute control, slipping into old habits without even registering it felt like the ultimate blow to his ego that hurt much more than any punch All Might ever graced him with. He was transferring funds between his legal businesses as sheer muscle memory kicked in. It was so easy. Just a few taps, and a local eco-terrorist cell received generous funding out of the blue.

"Are they... are they going to throw you in Tartarus?..." her voice dropped an octave, thickening with raw, desperate concern. She gripped his suit jacket, tearing a seam with brute raw strength. "Because I swear to God, Zen, if they lock you up down there, I’m breaking in! I’ll visit you every damn day. I’ll wear nothing but your favorite lingerie under my coat. I'll write you letters so filthy the guards will blush while they read them. You hear me?!"

All Might let out a guttural, exhausted groan. "As if even Tartarus could hold him... and please, spare me the details of your potential degenerate conjugal visits."

AFO turned vaguely in All Might's direction, and while bowing his head slightly, began, "I... apologize..." The former demon lord managed to produce with immense effort, while his face was twisting with sheer strain from how wrong it felt. Condescending, false politeness was deeply ingrained into his patterns of speech, but apologizing was still unfamiliar territory, let alone when he meant it.

"Old habits die hard." He chuckled awkwardly. "It brings me great shame to realize I almost caused a catastrophe and troubled you without even consciously processing it." He covered his face with his massive hand.

All Might's eyes almost popped out, his jaw went slack. He is... apologizing?... And looks like he means it? Is the sky about to fall down?

Then finally Rumi caught up and was quick to action. "Hold up..." Wait, did he transfer the money to a terrorist group without even noticing it or something?...

"Did you transfer the money to a terrorist group without even noticing it?" she inquired immediately.

He sighed, then holder of hundreds quirks said, gritting through his teeth. "That is correct assessment."

She narrowed her eyes and unwrapped herself from him. "Wait..." She tried to hold it but... she inevitably burst into hysterical laughter. "No way..." She grabbed his suit jacket to steady herself, because it was just too funny to her, her knees quickky turning into a jelly. She wheezed. "What a fucking idiot!" Her infectious laughter drowned out everything, including sirens.

AFO wanted to get swallowed whole by the concrete he stood on. He gritted through his teeth again, now stronger. "Stop it, Rumi."

Her hands slipped off his suit, she slid down to the concrete, and began rolling on her sides between him and All Might, holding her abs for dear life. "I can't!"

It was not the most strange interaction between them All Might have witnessed, but nevertheless he was confused and flabergasted at the ridiculous sight of a fierce Rabbit Hero rolling on the ground unable to contain herself, while her "soulmate" was towering over her, wishing to disappear into the ether more than anything.

Thankfully, All Might's second hand embarrassment was timely alleviated by All for One himself. AFO was done with it. He produced exhausted groaning sound and said flatly. "Enough." He bent over, reached with his hand and grabbed her by the collar of her suit to effortlessly scoop her laughing form up. Her feet also left the ground, as he held her at his shoulder level.

Her laughter subsided once physical reality fully caught up with her delayed, agitated senses. He picked her up. Yet again. She typically didn't minded being manhandling by him, but in the other context...

Mirko dangled her legs and arms uselessly on reflex. Blush spread on her cheeks. She pouted, looking at him with a frowned brows.

He inquired, "Are you done?"

She yelled, trying to reach his face with her clawed fingers. "Like hell I am!" I am never letting you live this down. She thought, grinning.

She is never gonna let me live this down... He sighed.

"Ok, fine. You can put me down now."

AFO did so. But new round of torture would begin shortly after.

She brushed herself off the dust, then barked. "So you was guilty all along, let me crawl out of my skin covering for you, while you stood there like that cute cat from Shrek?!"

He smirked shamelessly. "Yes?"

She punched his shoulder, but it fought back, making her yell adorable, "Ouch!" Then she flicked her wrist in pain. "What the hell are you made of?!"

Her mere punch simply couldn't threaten his reinforced body even without usage of an active boosting quirks.

"You never learn, Rumi." he said, making annoying "tch-tch-tch" sounds with his tongue.

"I do... I am kicking your nuts next time!"

Her incredibly powerful legs, however, were still a serious threat, at least when caught off guard.

He leaned closer to banter. "A low blow huh? How very unheroic of you." He shook his head in a mock disapproval.

She clapped back, while crossing her arms. "Would serve you right, you smug, arrogant, insufferable... handsome... bastard."

He tilted his head back, clearly feeling amused.

She got back on her train of thought. "And what the hell was that half-ass apology?"

AFO narrowed his eyes. "Huh?"

She poked his chest repeatedly, "All Might had to fix your silly blunder. He had to literally go beyond his limits to race against a ticking bomb! It could be a sight of unbelievable tragedy!"

AFO scoffed dismissively. "I used to push him way past mere thousands machs in the past and we clashed for hours on end. This should be nothing." He smirked arrogantly and added, looking at Toshinori. "Some extra cardio won't hurt. Symbol of Peace right there is getting more rusty with each peaceful day. I did him s favor."

All Might's jaw tensed. He wants to go or what?...

Rumi's ears perked up. "What is a mach?"

Then she complained. "Hold up, you are derailing me again!" She stood on her toes to appear taller and planted her hands on her hips. Then barked again. "Apologize properly! Look in his eyes, bow down and say that you fucked up like you mean it!"

All for One hissed, his eyes narrowing. "I already did. It was a monumental task to pull off as is..."

Mirko snapped. "Like hell you did! Let me help you..." She reached behind his neck with both of her hands. Then she pulled down with all her might... but he was unyielding. She groaned with great effort, her face flushing red. But it was still futile endeavor.

"What are you doing?..."

She hissed. "Shut up! And bow down already!"

Rumi decided to change her approach by upgrading her stance. She jumped and shoved her feet into his rock-hard abs for better leverage. Then she pulled again, groaning with effort and cursing. "Fucking go down!..."

He looked in her red from effort, adorable face. She was trying her best. So cute... He decided to play along and lowered his frame and head slightly, by about 10 degrees.

He sighed. "Ok, you win."

She roared triumphantly. "Yes! But you need to go lower still, you bastard!"

Then All Might's patience for being the unwilling first seat viewer of the most entertaining romantic comedy on the planet ran out. He grabbed Mirko by her collar and gently yanked her backwards. Then carefully put her down and released his grip.

Her breathing was ragged, she was panting from colossal effort, and now this... She stared at All Might with deadly glare. Then, after a dozen seconds she exploded. "What the hell was that?!"

All Might attempted to soften her with humor. He smiled and said. "I am sorry, young Rumi! I tried to save Zen from breaking in half under your effort."

Mirko, however, simply continued spitting pure agressive venom, stepping forward ready to throw hands. "Huh?! Who the hell do you think I am?!"

All Might was not ready for that. He never saw her this pissed.

She closed the distance again, pressing All Might closer to the edge. She appeared much larger than her petite frame had any right to appear. Now barely conscious of the verbal torrent she was producing. "I am Mirko. Rank 5 Rabbit Hero. You overgrown, full of yourself, holier than though, pathetic, old loser."

All Might had no idea what to do in this situation. A woman, a fellow hero, throwing insults at him and clearly showing aggression? UA High didn't prepared him for this. "Young Rumi... Mirko..."

"Shut your trap!" She pressed even further, grabbing the collar of his hero suit, veins on her temple begining to become visible. "Who the hell told you that you can just yank me off like that?! Like I am a cat or something!"

Then suddenly her small yet violent and aggressive form retracted back, her hands letting go of All Might's collar. AFO yanked her back and didn't let go, keeping her in place. Immediately her face softened, gaze drifted downward, shoulders and posture slumped, making her appear smaller, her hands gone slack by her sides.

AFO looked in her eyes and said with stern, disappointed tone. "Rumi, watch your tongue when you talk to a Symbol of Peace. Besides I am pretty sure he didn't meant to offend you."

She whispered. "Oh... my bad." "You think so?..."

"100%." AFO looked at All Might. "Right?..."

All Might fixed his collar, "Yeah...I shouldn't have done it. I apologize, young Rumi!"

Rumi was still looking down, face red with blush that had nothing to do with an exhaustion or an anger that subsided at this point. She was nervously fidgeting with the hem of her leotard suit. Embarrassed by her outburst she muttered weakly. "I am sorry... All Might..."

Toshinori scratched the back of his neck. "No problem. No offence taken!"

AFO smiled from ear to ear, his eyes turning cruel snd drawled. "Someone was talking about 'apologizing properly' earlier... let's see live example."

His right hand found area between her shoulder blades, while the other claimed and fixed her hip. He pressed down.

"Hey, don't even try it!" she hissed, resisting with all her strength.

"What a remarkably sturdy core! No wonder it's so fun to break you..." AFO mused aloud, barely moving her towards proper bowing position. Then he drew power from a single Strength Enhancer quirk, her powerful body yielded instantly, her torso taking parallel position to the ground. Her silver mane veiled her face, falling down under the gravity.

She reddened even more and hissed. "I swear, Zen!..."

He leaned down to whisper right in her twitching ear. "Now... apologize properly."

She turned her head so that their faces were in the kissing range. "Really now? How petty you are?... Let me go!" She tried to wiggle her way out by twisting her body using her legs, but was met with gentle yet unstoppable pressure that only grounded her more.

He leaned even closer, his breath hot on her skin. "We are waiting."

Seeing Mirko unable (or not really wanting?) to resist All for One, All Might didn't wanted this charade to continue any longer.

He raised his arm. "There is no need for further apolo—"

AFO interrupted him with a decisive purr. "All Might. You should be more strict with your...subordinates." All for One tilted his head up towards the hero. "I will not let anyone get away with talking smack to my former nemesis."

This fucking prick... I swear I am gonna kill him!.. Probably... Two years and he still does this... But he is probably right though. Her inner monologue concluded. She inhaled, held it for a bit and breathed out slowly, preparing herself.

Her voice trembling, she began, "I am sorry for almost jumping on you, Toshinori... I didn't meant any of the things I said... I shouldn't have said that..." Her voice gained more edge as she was about to mention her terms. "But also, please, never touch me unprompted again... ok?"

All Might felt so uncomfortable in the situation, he just wanted it to end. "I accept your apology, young Rumi... and I will be more careful in the future."

Satisfied, AFO removed his hands from her body. Then he clapped his palms together theatrically. "Not bad, Rumi."

Rumi's frame straightened immediately after pressure was gone. She stretched her arms high in the air, her spine producing satisfying popping sounds like a bubble wrap. Then glared at the former villain, her brows angry.

Their eyes met. For a brief moment she could see her reflection in his matte grey eyes. Then he smiled at her, corners of his eyes crinkling and purred, while brushing stray lock of her hair behind her ear. "You are supremely precious when you're angry, Rumi."

The fact that she was the only one for whom his eyes shown any signs of life was a potent drug. Soothing sound of his voice vibrating through her body. His effortless, disarming smile. The basic affectionate gesture that was so gentle it made no sense. All that extinguished her anger. After all he just forced her into a bowing position and made her apologize, when she should have done so anyway.

She averted her eyes towards the police barrier that saved to secure the area about hundred meters away from the crater, faint pink blush covering her cheeks. She muttered, "Whatever you say."

Finally All Might stepped forward to put the chaotic duo back on track, his shadow swallowing them both as he fixed his icy blue eyes on the villain. "As I was saying we actively overlook his horrific historical atrocities..." He stopped, once again remembering the face of his beloved master Nana Shimura and clenched his fists so hard they creaked like tight ropes. Then he resumed. "Because this 'reformed' monster is actively helping to quell the chaos created by the power vacuum left after his 'retirement', as well a—"

"And who tamed the monster huh?" Mirko cut him off.

She was practically vibrating, a shit-eating grin plastered across her face. Her fluffy ears stood up, radiating pure smugness. "Why do you think 'Symbol of Fear' was such a good boy for so long?" She put both hands on her hips, tilting her head back. "It's because I domesticated him!"

Both men tensed. All Might's jaw started it's descent towards the pavement. All for One rolled his matte grey eyes with s flourish.

Thriving on the tension and completely high on her own supply, Mirko doubled down, pointing gloved index finger at the Symbol of Peace. "Eight generations of cultivating One for All, acquiring ridiculous God-like power all for one goal..." She was savoring every word of her triumph. "And all it took to neutralize your ultimate nemesis was my juicy, tight puss—"

Time grinded to a halt for a suffocating seconds as word hang in the air like a live grenade. Rumi froze mid-gesture, her brain finally catching up to her mouth. In a fraction of a second, she turned saturated, scientifically unknown shade of red from neck to very tips of her ears. Yes, even fluffy parts turned red. All Might choked on his own spit, his face turning similar color as his heroic, pure-hearted brain cells short-circuited. All For One slowly raised a single, heavily amused eyebrow.

Panic seized her. Her heart hammered inside her ribcage like a trapped animal. Her breathing hitched. To drown out the echo of her own words and save herself from further embarrassment, she began spitting blatant self-glazing into the air with a fire rate of a machine gun.

"I mean... " "My fierce, unstoppable heroic spirit!" She breathed in. "My limitless will power! I never give up! I never stop!" "My perfect, powerful heavily trained body! Look at these guns!" She slapped her own thick thigh for an emphasis. "Look at these abs!" "I possess infinity stamina in be—" She caught herself, her eyes widening as she almost dug an even deeper hole for herself, then pivoted frantically. "In BATTLE! Stamina in battle! I can go for hours! Fuck, I can go for days!" She breathed in again. "And my personality? It's perfect!" She flashed a confident thumbs up and gestured at her heart. "I am straightforward, honest, cheerful, kind, optimistic, supportive, loyal..." "Of course I am endlessly fun!" "Also I am—"

Before she could dig her own grave even deeper AFO put a stop to that unstoppable torrent of self-praise.

His massive, heavy palm descended squarely on the crown of her head. He ruffled her wild silver hair with a patronizing yet tender friction, pushing down with just enough force to make her hunch a little. He chuckled. "Yes, you are all that and so much more, Rumi."

Her face was still red from previous fiasco so she was saved here. She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch half-conciosly. "Not publicly, Zen..." she muttered.

He completely ignored her pleading, leaning closer into her space. "Domesticated, huh? That sounds rather ironic coming from someone who absolutely loves it when I call her 'my pet'."

Embarrassed to her core, Rumi proceeded to lie through her teeth. "Shut up! I don't like that at all!" she barked. She tried to escape his grasp but the attempt was piss poor, just for show.

Ignoring her outburst again, All For One looked back up at All Might. "Rumi's contribution is indeed... complex. Multifaceted. Exceptionally unique. A statistical anomaly that borders on the impossible." He explained. Then he leaned towards All Might taunted, while keeping his hand planted on Mirko's head. "The entire hero society should be permanently on it's knees in gratitude to this fierce little rabbit."

All Might let out a breath that sounded like a tire deflating. "I despise agreeing with you... but it seems like Rumi's... unorthodox approach bear fruit."

Then before dynamic duo could pull anything else off, number one hero issued a stern, exhausted warning as he pointed a finger at a former villain, his hand shooting above Rumi's head. His voice finally boomed, he put on his trademark blinding smile. "Now, please, don't make me regret my decision to give you a chance instead of flattening your annoying face."

That was it. The casual atmosphere evaporated as the Demon Lord's oppressive, terrifying aura flared bsck to life in an instant visibly twisting and distorting the very space itself. Rumi's ears twitched erratically and her whole body began to vibrate as she registered familiar, dangerous frequency.

All for One straightened fully to his God-given height, his posture locking into absolute primordial dominance. He made sure to look at All Might from above. With a casual sweep of his arm he harmlessly displaced Rumi to the side and stepped forward through the opening. He invaded All Might's personal space until it became shared space.

Then he delivered the most infuriatingly smug sentence he did in months. "Let's see you try that, All Might."

Their faces locked mere centimeters apart. The sheer friction between their stares was so intense that one could practically see a cartoonish, lightning arcs cracking between their focused eyes. They looked like two overgrown schoolyard bullies trying to stare each other diwn before throwing hands.

Before sheer atmospheric pressure they generated could trigger a shockwave, Mirko took action.

She drove herself straight into the narrow gap between them, her palms slamming into their massive chests like iron wedges, pushing the two giants apart. "Enough, you two titanic idiots!" She snarled. "You are giving the media a free show." She pointed a finger at the news helicopters floating in the sky. "Hounds are practically salivating."

Both men relaxed their stances, making the tension in the air slowly dissipate. For All Might, the short-lived, dangerous hostility between them was a welcome relief from the couple's usual circus.

"You guys really should stop being so... openly affectionate around other people." All Might sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I am not interested in your public spectacle at all."

Mirko smirked. "Oh, please. You only call it a spectacle because you insist on being alone."

All for one chuckled, sliding a hand behind her narrow waist. "She is right, Toshinori. Why must you always be so immensely stubborn?"

Mirko sighed. "Stop being such a vibe killer."

AFO pressed, his tone smooth and persuasive. "Just let us hook you up with someone already, or ask your agency. There are so many women dying to get your attention."

They closed in on All Might like two schoolgirls trying to get an embarassing secret out of a classmate.

"No, no guys, don't even try to flip it back on me!" All Might protested, lifting his hands up defensively. "It's not me, you two are just completely out of control when you should be practicing some basic public restraint!"

Mirko rolled her eyes. "Whatever."

AFO continued good intentions onslaught. "You don't need to worry about me targeting you or your loved ones anymore. This chapter is closed. And crime overall is abysmally low nowadays. You can live without being constantly on alert."

Mirko nudged All Might's ribs with her elbow. "Exactly! You can breathe easy. You can live for yourself now, All Might. Settle down with some great babe. Or maybe you want... to play a womanizer for a bit?" she raised an eye brow, smirking.

"No..." All Might said, running his giant hand down his exhausted face. "I don't know. I was alone for so long... I got used to it."

"Come on. You're coming home to an empty apartment and a cold bed." All for One countered, his eyes flashing with the philosophical intensity of a guru. "We are social creatures. We need a mirror to reflect us, or we might as well not exist at all. There are also many less fundamental reasons to find a companion."

All Might crossed his arms, chuckling with pure disbelief. "YOU among all people are gonna lecture me on the intricacies of human relationships, All for One? Give me a break!"

"But he is right though!" Rumi interrupted loudly. She shifted her weight popping her hip out as she went quiet. She put an index finger against her lips in a deep, aggressive contemplation that threatened to short-circuit her brain. "Being in a relationship. Is like..."

Suddenly, a spark lit up her face. In a classic gesture of sudden realization, she forcefully slammed the bottom of her fist straight into her open palm. "I got it!"

She cleared her throat with an exaggerated cough and began. "Sometimes you are beating your partner with a baseball bat. Sometimes he is beating you with a baseball bat. And sometimes you both are beating some poor bastard with a baseball bat... Then you both are getting beaten by someone with a baseball bat?... But not us of course!"

All Might's eyes widened as he processed her unique, unhinged brand of logic. What the hell is wrong with her and the violence?... What is the connection even between relationships and extreme violence?...

Beside her, AFO burst into a genuine laughter, not a sneer or sarcastic chuckle, his heavy hand slapping Rumi's back right between her shoulder blades pushing her forward a little. "What the hell was that ridiculous comparison, Rumi?" Then he pulled her flush against himself by her midsection. Rumi grinned, instantly mirroring his gesture and leaning closer.

"But she got the spirit right." All for One added, his laughter tapering into a satisfied smirk. "It's fun... It's painful... But it's fulfilling like nothing else. It's something every human being needs to experience to be whole, Toshinori."

"I know the theory..." All Might hunched his shoulders and then said with an existential weight. "But am I built for it? I am 47 years old. It was so long. I just can't see myself in a relationship. I just... got used to the silence."

Mirko objected, tapping her feet impatiently. "Oh come on. No one is 'built' to be alone!"

"Listen to her. We just need to find the correct match for you." All for One insisted, letting out a soft sigh. "It's such a shame how you let so many golden opportunities slip right through your fingers."

Mirko's eyes danced with sparks. "Wait, I got it. You just need someone like..."

In perfect, horrifying synchronization, they both leaned closer. Their faces converged from left and right, and they spoke in a loud and unprompted shout.

"Let's hook you up with Yu Takeyama!"

Mirko narrowed her eyes looking at AFO, her ears shifting towards him suspiciously. She abruptly unwrapped herself from his side, taking a step away.

"Huh?" she inquired with a suspicious hiss.

All for One raised his hand, and began ticking off points on his fingers. "She is a very hard working, determined heroine. She has put an immense effort into growing as a person. Kind, compassionate, family-oriented, while remaining fun loving. Just look at her when she started and now."

Mirko narrowed her eyes even more, her gaze drilling him with suspicion. "And... she is also a drop-dead gorgeous, curvy young woman with an hourglass figure and big fucking... assets," her voice dropping into a menacing, challenging purr, as she expected him to take a hint.

Completely failing to read the room, AFO resumed with an oblivious smirk. "Ah, yes, no doubt, she is exceptionally visually pleasing... " His tone turned conspiratorial, "I also got to personally confirm her character growth. Really great company she was to hang ou—"

Mirko's entire composure fractured as she cut him off with the intensity of a raging volcano. "You had 'fun' with my best friend, huh?!" She snapped, her voice rapidly gaining even more volume and intensity. "How come I am only hearing about it now?!"

Did this motherfucker really fuck my best friend behind my back?! She stepped towards him, aggressively eating the distance, forcing him to take a staggered step back.

Finally the gravity of the situation registered all at once in his ancient brain. She was alarmingly jealous and a single provocation would push her over the edge, unleashing an uncontrollable demon.

But he decided to push her buttons anyway.

Former villain purred, offering a smooth, unbearable smile. "Even if I did, I never signed an exclusivity contract, did I?"

Mirko flared with pure fury. "Exclusivity is implicit when you enter a relationship! You insufferable, pedantic jerk!"

That was the breaking point. Jealousy burned in Rumi's heart turning her rational thinking into ash.

WHIP-CRACK

Whipping her body around with a terrifying force, she unleashed a full-powered roundhouse kick aimed squarely at All for One's head, aiming to murder him. Probably.

He barely dodged it by crouching and lowering his frame. "Wow there. You could hurt someone." The deadly blade of compressed air from her kick traveled higher into the sky, cutting the clouds high above them in half. By the sheer visuals, her hair standing from raw rage, her ruby eyes glistening with a murderous intent, grin as feral and wild as it gets, he surmised that there was no going back, and he couldn't just pacify her like earlier anymore.

He instantly shifted his body mass in a fluid motion to leave her kill zone and practically flowed behind All Might, hiding behind his mighty, towering frame, clutching to his wide shoulders.

Of course, All for One could easily swat Mirko away like a fly. But he didn't want to. He couldn't bring himself to.

He pleaded with theatrical, non-serious terror, "Protect me, Symbol of Peace!"

All Might tried to shrug him off by sharply wrenching his torso, but AFO moved in perfect, infuriating synchronization with him, clinging to his back like a parasite to a host.

At the same time Mirko was lunging wildly around All Might's massive torso to her boyfriend. Her softer body brushing against his frame made of steel, her breasts squished against his bulletproof abs, her focused face mashing directly into his sternum, as she frantically stretched her arms, clawed fingers snapping wildly in the air, desperately trying to grab AFO.

All Might's hollow cheeks turned red from the accidental erotic friction. Being forced directly into the epicenter of the couple's volatile dynamic, feeling highly uncomfortable, he was quickly reaching boiling point of his frustration.

He boomed, turning his head towards his former nemesis. "Fight your own battles, you damn parasite!"

AFO offered a mock-pout, then said with a disappointed cadence. "Ah, heroes. They inevitably disappoint."

Mirko yelled. "Stop hiding behind Toshinori, you, cowardly cheating piece of shit! Let me kick your head off!"

AFO's handsome and arrogant face poked from All Might's shoulder. "Rumi, love, chill. It's just a little misunderstanding..."

Mirko, looked up at him, still tightly squeezing herself against All Might. "Like I can, before I see your teeth on the pavement!"

Realizing that his living shield wouldn't hold on for long and not wanting to test All Might's dwindling patience any longer, AFO unequipped his legendary defensive armament. He stepped back, then denied the gravity with the Float, while preparing a combination of quirks for a quick getaway. His shoes left the concrete as his body levitated away from the precipice of the crater, drifting away from the melee range of the Mirko-shaped threat that was drowning the area with her killing intent. His suit jacket billowed from the air current, He stopped, safely hovering ten meters away from two heroes, above the crater's depth.

He adjusted his collar, announcing smoothly. "I think it's my cue to depart." His suit jacket billowed dramatically from the air current.

Rumi quickly slid off All Might, to his great relief, and immediately marched towards the edge of the precipice, cracking the concrete with every step she took. She stopped at the very brink, practically boiling alive with rage. Veins on her temples popped up, they were pulsing, carrying angry rabbit blood, her ears seemingly trying to generate enough air current to lift off with their erratic, aggressive, inexplicable motions.

She clenched her fist so hard, fabric of her glove creaked like tight ropes and roared so loud the entire ward heard her. "Hey! Get your pathetic, lying ass down there! Don't you even think of blasting away!"

He completely ignored her taunt and instead addressed All Might. "You know how to reach me." Then he had an absolute audacity to send an air kiss towards number one hero, finishing it with a playful wink. "Or come to announce my penance in person."

He turned his back towards two mortal terrestrials. Space in the vicinity of his floating form instantly began to distort and twist, buckling under the sheer monstrous thrust generated by the combined quirks. The air hummed at a deafening, high frequency. Arcs of black lightning cracked violently through the atmosphere, while intangible golden circles pulsed out from his body. Then...

He disappeared.

BOOOOOM!!!

Catastrophic shockwave began tearing through the air, pulverizing the bedrock beneath the launch point and carving a brand-new, smaller crater inside the larger one.

All Might and Mirko saw compressed air and deadly debris rushing towards them in slow motion. Without saying a word, they raised their right arms, balled hands into fists, and met it with a synchronized punch completely neutralizing it.

Strong wind from the dissipated shockwave tossed All Might's golden bangs and Rumi's silver mane wildly behind them. Toshinori grumbled, lowering his fist. "I swear he did it on purpose..."

Mirko let out a small giggle, the homicidal rage taking a coffee break. "He is just showing off." Then she fully turned towards All Might and brushed his forearm with her palm. "Sorry again... for all this."

She put her fist up, offering a genuine, soft smile, instead of her usual grin. "We good?"

All Might looked at this shameless, fiercely cute unsung Hero of the World unable to refuse her friendly, earnest gesture, nor really wanting to. He raised his massive arm and bumped his fist against hers. "Yeah. We're good."

Then she squatted down, lowering herself into a deep crouch, taking a similar stance All Might used to perform impossibly fast leaps between cities. Her hands went down, her fingertips resting on the ground to steady her balance. She purred dangerously. "Now I need to kick certain someone's arrogant ass. Better step away, Toshinori." She tensed all the muscles in her legs to a near-failure threshold, turning her entire lower body into a tightly coiled spring. The concrete beneath her boots gave in, compressing into a fine dust under the sheer pressure she generated.

Then she released the tension, launching herself into the air and cratering the precipice beneath, widening the destruction even further.

BOOM!!

She became a living, white-purple hypersonic missile, cutting clean through the air and splitting the clouds. Her feral grin returned, her glorious silver mane streaming behind her, her beautiful ruby eyes glittering with madness, determined to absolutely murder the love of her life. Probably.

All Might was finally left alone. He released an ultimate sigh of relief, sounding like a man who avoided a fatal crash by the skin of his teeth. Finally, some peace and quiet.

These two only added to the destruction. He was unable to properly discipline All for One as the dynamic duo successfully derailed his script time and time again. Even worse, they yet again dragged him back into their spicy chaos. But it was yet another day nobody had died on his watch. And this was all that truly mattered.

The abandoned, destroyed capital of a fallen nation.

"Toshinori." "Toshinori!..." "Future symbol of peace, please come back to earth." Nana whispered, a tired sigh escaping her lips. "My eyes are up here..."

No reaction followed. Toshinori was completely frozen, his eyes glued firmly to her impressive chest. Nana positioned her gloved hand directly in front of his face, waving her fingers to break his hypnotic trance.

He finally snapped out of it, blinking rapidly as he forced his gaze to shoot up and meet her eyes. "I-I am sorry, master."

"Did you just...?" Nana started, raising an eyebrow at his obvious staring.

Did he really just?... No, I must be seeing things, right? She reassured herself.

Then she quickly changed the subject to save him from dying of embarrassment. "Were you remembering your parents, young Toshinori?"

He quickly lied, his face burning. "Yeah. Them."

"This is why we fight," she reassured him, giving him a gentle, supportive smile.

But the truth was entirely different. Years of running had finally caught up with Toshinori. He had been living strictly in survival mode since his parents were killed long ago, completely detached from normal teenage life. But now, despite being hunted by All For One, the fog of survival was lifting as he finally felt safe. His biology was finally catching up. He was realizing the difference between men and women.

And fate had played a cruel joke on him, or was it a blessing? Depending on how one looked at it. His mentor was one of the most gorgeous women alive. His brain was completely short-circuiting, unable to look away from her powerful, yet extremely feminine form until she pulled him back to reality.

Nana chuckled. "Young Toshinori, you are all power and no technique," she said, stepping closer to him. "You won't survive a day on the streets like this. Let alone fighting Him."

"Here," she commanded, circling around his frame. She placed her hands on his waist and shoulders, physically correcting his stiff stance. Then, she put her hands on his right arm, guiding his form. "This is how you throw a punch properly."

Her touch felt electric against his skin. His cheeks immediately flushed red, and his breathing rhythm hitched entirely.

Nana noticed the sudden shift instantly, confirming her suspicions. She let out a soft, endearing, "Oh..."

She covered her mouth with her hand, unable to completely contain a small giggle at the realization. Stepping back, she removed her hands from him and placed one reassuring palm firmly on his shoulder, almost making the poor boy jump in the air. "Let's finish for today, young Toshinori."

Before he could answer, she activated Float, slowly taking off into the sky.

Panic gripped Toshinori. His teenage brain instantly assumed the worst. She knows, she hates me, I ruined everything! "Master! Where are you going?!" he called out frantically.

Nana turned back, looking over her shoulder with a calm expression. "I will be back shortly. Continue your training."

She flew away, landing on the roof of a nearby tall building out of his line of sight. Down below, shockwaves from his training ripped through the air and flattened forgotten architecture, serving as the soundtrack to her thoughts.

The moment her boots hit the concrete, she buried her face in her hands. Her face turned bright, burning red.

He was definitely staring at my chest and acting strange. She thought, completely flustered. Did puberty seriously just hit him right now?! I guess it makes sense... There are no other women nearby! He's just a normal teenage boy and I'm the only female in his vicinity. What on earth was I thinking, taking him on the run with me?!

She sharply slapped both of her cheeks with her hands to snap herself out of it, blind to her own stunning beauty.

No! It's no time to think about stuff like that! She squeezed her hand into a tight fist right over her heart, squeezing so hard her gloves creaked like tight ropes. I have to turn him into the Symbol of Peace. I will help him reach his dream, no matter what.

But from that exact afternoon forward... their travels across the globe became a whole lot more awkward. 😭

At what point I should switch from Mystic Refractor and it's +3 projectiles?

How much AOE do I need to overlap as many proj as I can if I fire 6?

Didn't ZiggyD mention that loot will be collected in the end of the encouner and drop all at once? Currently I don't understand what gets collected and what doesn't - most things don't. Also I asked him related question and from that I surmise everything was supposed to get vacuum'ed?

Also there is no "take all" option for Voyage loot he mentioned.

Not a single pairing sailed. Even the main one between Ochako and Deku is only implied by a vague confession and hand holding while having less romantic synergy than your toe and leg of the table. Closure drier than Sahara for a couple 10 years in the making.

If I had to present the situation in a meme format it would be with mom (Hori) swimming with her kids in a pool while IzuOcha is drowning, she is cradling All Might and Bakugo (as individual characters) - two of the most obvious Hori's princesses, while every other ships would be at the bottom of the damn ocean.

Show Deku railing Ochako them having cute kids, waking up together or at least share a kiss. It takes a single page or even just a panel, but nope. We are not even talking about Kaminari x Jirou or Kirishima x Mina ships. They share company with Titanic now.

I heard cope about "hand holding being meaningful for them so it's big". First - LMAO. Second - they already held hands as a friends before so there is no escalation here, no development. They did nothing that could be considered explicitly romantic.

And to make it even worse, look at how the actual confession happens. It literally took Bakugo giving Deku a pep talk in a car, basically telling him he is allowed to prioritize his own feelings for someone, for Deku to finally even remember or consider that he wants to be with Ochako. This is unbelievable.

Imagine if Deku took a bus to that classmates meeting instead of riding with Bakugo. The pep talk doesn't happen, which means Deku never admits his feelings to Ochako and they just remain awkward friends forever? Wild.

And it’s not like making ships sail is illegal or frowned upon in shonen. Look at Demon Slayer - every single ship fucking sailed and we even got to see their descendants! Look at Naruto and Bleach - the authors didn't chicken out, they locked in the main pairings and showed them with families. DBZ did it decades ago. It is basically a standard, expected part of a long-running manga epilogue. It’s not some forbidden taboo to show your characters moving forward in life.

The whole setup with 8 year timeskip is cope on it's own. Somehow we are supposed to believe Ochako never got into a relationship and just froze her life waiting for Deku? She is a certified baddie, hero of the final war and a top heroine with personality to boot. Realistically, her DMs would be absolutely flooded. She would have moved on, dated, and completely forgotten about her awkward high school crush.

Meanwhile, Deku is literally the savior of the World. He is a global icon. You’re telling me he couldn't find a girl either? Keeping them both single and waiting for 8 years just so the ending feels "safe" is so incredibly silly, contrived and detached from reality.

End of the rant.

I want primarily more damage. I have couple hundred divines or so.

I watched videos, asked people around and I still don't understand how exactly attack time and duration interact. I just know that I need duration time to not exceed attack time. Calculator and PoB contradict each other when it comes to min maxing KF damage. I have no idea whether it's beneficial to reduce duration further in my case or what breakpoints I should strive towards.

• Will Warped Timepiece unique ammy be big improvement? I currently have 0.198s duration and attack time of 0.3s with 9 projectiles.
• I am mainly thinking of +1 Projectile Tattoo and Double Tattoo effect Jewel combo and Mageblood as upgrades.
• Once inspected I noticed that I have too high crit chance with everything up, what should I drop and what get instead?
• I was comparing better wands and one with t1 crit chance barely gave more damage when I had way less crit so I am not really into a better wand atm.
• I currently have +4 min Endurance charges and +4 Minimum Power charges Templar node instead Dexterity scales mana node and happy with it, but ideally I would love a way to easily generate endurance charges and then roll until I get that OP More damage per totem Hiero passive instead.

Any other quick suggestions?

Did you go down in history simping for Mirko, unleashing your steel melting hot take upon the community, protecting your goat (whoever it is) yet again or doing something else?

Drop your latest comment in the thread below.

---

Sadly, it was none of of those cool options for me. Sigh

> She shouldn't be able to do so because one for all is special quirk with myltiple vestiges inside.

Chiming in on whether Eri could restore Izuku's OFA and it's not even grammatically correct. T_T

It was never stated that they only had a single fight before Kamino, it was simply the most impactful one that's why it is referenced. And yet community decided to run with it.

Armored All Might vs Rewind AFO makes it abundantly clear they fought many times prior.

All Might is saying it like they could forget. It typically doesn't happen after just 2-3 altercations. It happened many times so that one could lose count.

All for One's line also implies they \"played\" a lot.

When we go back to Kamino they also sound intimately familiar with each other. In particular moment where a single "You know this is just what I would do" line is enough to quickly convince All Might that AFO indeed pulled off something as ridiculous as grooming Nana Shimura's grandson to become Shigaraki the villain. They clearly have extensive history.

Narratively it also makes sense that they would clash many times, because the opposite would mean that AFO was idle while All Might was tearing his empire down for decades. There is no way he wouldn't try to stop him.

TL:DR All for One and All Might had plenty of skirmishes before Kamino, enough to lose count.