I think Aizawa hates me.

LOOK. IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT YOUR BOSS FUCKING THREATENED ME, MAN!

Besides that, everything has been going well!

After triggering Bakugo, Eri had a special lesson about knowing who she can screw with. I also made sure she carries around a pocket knife with her much to Aizawa's despise.

If Eri wasn't trained by Himiko, I would understand. However, Aizawa doesn't know that. Hopefully, I never have to tell him the truth.

Today was supposed to be a relaxation day. I haven't taken a break in a year, and I wanted to spend time with Eri.

Does that plan go through? No. I can't even do the meme anymore. It's just no.

God, what did I do in my last life to deserve this?

Let me set the scene.

Eri and I are at the park on the swings. I'm pushing her on it like a good brother should when I receive a message from my vigilante phone. I let Eri swing by herself for a moment as I pull out my phone to read.

Undercover #420: USJ, 30 minutes.

USJ? Mate, you didn't give me a lot of information. I can't even ask what they mean. I don't know any locations that are named that-

Wait a moment. Doesn't UA have a facility called the USJ? Hold up. I decide to text my newest connection.

Virus: Does UA have a facility named USJ?

Nezu: Yes. Why?

Alright then.

Virus: Do you have something going on there in 30 minutes?

Nezu: Class 1-A has a training session at that time. Is there an attack planned?

Virus: Like I fucking know. My undercover agents have to be cryptic as fuck. I'll break in and see.

Nezu: Don't worry about that! I made it so you can go in without the security going off!

Virus: Oh, bless, thank you! Can you send me a map of where it is?

Nezu: Image is sent.

Virus: Thank you!

Nezu: Don't let any of my students get hurt, or you will regret living.

Virus: I already regret that, but whatevs! See ya!

AM I NOT ALLOWED ONE DAY TO SPOIL ERI?!

"Eri, I know we just got a free day today, but we need to head back. Something is going on, and I might have to beat up some hoes. I'll let you do what you want with the after. Got it?" I say. I feel so bad.

Eri huffs, "Jerks. If it's to save someone, you need to hurry, Izu!" I smile as I lift her up.

"All aboard the choo choo train! YEET!" With that, I zoom off at top speeds to the Walmart.

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"HIMIKO, DABI, I NEED YOU TO WATCH ERI!"

I set Eri on the ground, get suited up, and zoom out, leaving behind the confusion.

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FUCK THE POLICE!

COMING STRAIGHT FROM THE UNDERGROUND!

Why do they keep thinking they will get me? They literally marked me as one of the fastest vigilantes on top of being the best.

Basically, I had to escape the police because I apparently can't walk with everyone else.

As Nezu said, I zoom into UA without a problem. Thank above! Now, I follow Nezu's map and find my way to the USJ. However, Nezu won't cancel the whole class trip thing, so I will have to do it myself. I'm hoping to lock them out, but I did myself one better.

Quietly, I sneak in to find the Blackhole Hero: Thirteen chilling, presumably waiting for class 1-A. Welp, don't mind if I do! I ain't going to murder them, or even hurt them in that matter, but I can at least give myself a show. Thirteen is a rescue hero, so they aren't usually on the battlefield. I mean, they can if they want people to stop existing.

That doesn't go well over the Hero Commission despite the number two hero being known for roasting villains.

With speed and fighting ability on my side, I jump behind Thirteen and knock them out presumably.

Before you call me out, Nezu said that the students must be safe. He said shit about the teachers.

I drag them out of UA, and I considered building a huge cross to make it more dramatic, but my luck, class 1-A is already here. The first thing they see when they get off the bus?

Me coming out with Thirteen's unconscious body.

"Everyone, step back!" Eraserhead snaps as he forces his way off the bus, "What are you doing here, Virus?" I can hear the intensity in the air when he announces that. The children are frozen in place.

I chuckle, "I need you to take Thirteen and your class and hip-hoppity out of here! There might be some drama about to start!"

"Why should I believe this isn't a trap?"

"When have I ever done that to you, Eraser? At most, I have done pranks to you! Besides, I'm not someone to lie! You know my record better than anybody in this country!" Eraserhead carefully watches my position. In all honesty, I can defeat him if needed. Unlike a lot of heroes who fight me, he isn't a pushover. However, that doesn't mean he is impossible to defeat.

For all I know, I have been going easy because I have a soft spot for the guy.

Finally, Eraserhead gives, "Everyone get on the bus." I drop Thirteen and step back. And here I thought everything was going to go fine and dandy.

Remember Bakugo? Yeah, he decides to speak up.

"WE ARE JUST GOING TO LET HIM WIN?!" Bakugo growls as he stomps toward me.

I huff, "Eraser, when did you get a chihuahua in your class?"

"Bakugo, step back. If you engage, I will have no choice but to expel you. That goes to everybody." Eraserhead states. Bakugo scowls like a puppy and makes his way to the bus with the other students. When he lifts up Thirteen, he glares me down, "I'm sending the teachers after you."

"Go right on ahead! I might need help with this." I say brightly. With a shake of the head, he gets on the bus and moves out.

That's problem one out of the way. The possible problem two should be the fun part. I reenter the USJ to study the area- well, areas.

You see, the USJ, from intense research, is an area built to practice rescue. It's separated into sections suited for different types of relief from boat to mountain to city. The only normal space for a building is the center with a little water fountain.

I sit down, cross-legged at the staircase.

Two minutes go by.

That's when I feel the tingle down my spine. I stand up and casually wait for whatever is going to happen. It seems the undercover agent is right when I see a purple portal appear in the middle of the room to let out villains. I grin because these guys might be a challenge.

However, that quickly turns to anger. I recognize these people.

These people were initially in the Mafia!

I snarl when more come out. I press the emergency button to call the squad, but of course, they have someone fucking with the signal. Thankfully, it will send a message if it's off the radar for more than five minutes, along with the last location it got.

A cocky voice fills the room, "Where is All Might? The heroes?! The students?!"

I smirk from under my mask, chuckling darkly, "Karma is coming to collect his debt, bitch."

Immediately, everyone looks at me, and some of the members drop on their knees. They know I will kill them if they resist now.

The presumed leader steps forward, and...that has to be the shittiest costume I have seen yet. He wears all black PJs while having hands randomly groping parts of his body, including his face. He has dry pale-blue hair that needs some moisturizer. I don't even want to see his face if his hair is that bad. Bless that hand that covers his face.

"Oh, the infamous Virus is here. How do you feel about me taking all your NPCs?" Oh, this boy playing with fire now.

"I won't lie kinda salty. However, this is more of a minor inconvenience. Want to tell me your name before I beat your ass like your momma should have?"

The handyman huffs, "I am Shigaraki Tomura, and we are the League of Villains!"

I am so sorry. I couldn't take Shiggy seriously. I busted out laughing the moment he said that.

"LIKE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS!? GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK! OH, LET ME END THIS NOW!"

With newfound determination to end this mess now, I manage to run through a majority of the crowd without them noticing due to speed. When I go to jump him, the portal appears in front of me and forces me to fall through.

Wait, why didn't I recognize this man before?! This is my undercover agent Kurogiri, or 420 for smoke in my book! The man is literal purple smoke, and it allows him to transport anywhere with coordinates. Despite how useful of a quirk it is, he is an undercover agent because of how valuable it is. It's easy to convince a group to let you join if your quirk is free transportation.

Alright, I know what to expect now.

I get transported above the central area and start falling. Even though I can upright myself, I can hear gunshots from below. I look to see the three people with fingers as guns shooting.

Too bad, they are fucking dumb because they are in a row.

I adjust myself into a diving position and go straight at the middle dude. I feel a graze of one bullet, but I know it could be much worst, so I'll take it. At the right moment, I readjust so I land on my metal-toe shoes, shoot my claws to electrocute the people beside them him, and smash the dude down with my body. Loud cracks and screams fill the air, bring a smile to my face.

Three down. Only a few more before the villains give up to go. I lightly kick the dude's face before getting off of them. He might be dead as there is blood coming out of his mouth, but oh well.

I face the crowd to see more of them dropping, "Whose next?"

Nobody moves.

Obviously, this puts handy's panties in a twist, "GO AFTER HIM!"

That gets them moving. The idiots start running at me, but they are slow as FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!

With a psychotic grin, I dash at them and simply touch a part of them with the electric portion of my gloves. I don't need unnecessary bloodshed because that's a bitch to clean out of my clothes.

Too bad, I couldn't electrocute this one dude with rocky blue skin, so I ripped his eyeballs out, but that's a minor detail.

It doesn't help that they are so flipping easy to dodge. You would have thought that the dumbasses were never trained by the Mafia.

Disappointments! Hell, it only takes two minutes to defeat them! Everyone else is on their knees.

That's when I hear laughing from Not Handsome, "Those NPCs may have not given you a challenge, but this will. Nomu, attack."

At that moment, I relied purely on instinct. I throw myself to the right to find a massive blue creature without a shirt and a beak with teeth after me. I barely get a chance to look when I pivot on my right foot to narrowly avoid a punch. I claw its arm a good few inches deep, causing blood to splatter on my mask, hair, and clothes. It squeals but keeps going. I duck and roll under the creature to the other side. I jump on its back and stab my claws with electricity into only to notice two problems.

One: It's absorbing the electricity like it is nothing.

Two: It's regenerating any scratches I make.

That has to be two different quirks. Growling, I climb to Nomu's head and stab its exposed brain. I rip it apart piece by piece and throw it to the ground.

However, it's regenerating its brain. FUCK! AND YUCKY! BUT FUCK!

It seems to be done with my bullshit because it plucks me from its brain and slams me at the wall. Large cracks echo throughout my body as I am pretty sure I have a concussion now, along with a broken spine! My body falls to the floor. At least I can feel my legs. Satisfied laughter fills the air.

"WHO KNEW THAT THE TOP VIGILANTE VIRUS CAN BE TAKEN OUT SO EASILY?! NOMU, MAKE HIM SUFFER AND FINISH HIM!"

I use my arms and legs in an attempt to throw myself out of the way, but it doesn't work.

The Nomu stands above me to pin me down.

Pain screams from my right arm as it snaps it in half like the neck of a bird.

What? Not my fault that I did that.

I bite my lip as it moves to my left hand.

Suddenly, intense heat surrounds me along with squealing.

"VIRUS, GET OUT OF THERE!" Oh, it's Dabi. Hallelujah, they made it right on time! Cursing underneath my mask, I crawl away from it, not caring what is happening behind me.

I hear steps in front of me. I look up to see Mr. Compress.

"Take a rest, kid. We can take over the show from here."

The last thing I see is Compress and the blue flames around us as he puts me in his quirk.