When you're an overdramatic fuck.

BANG BANG BANG BANG

Okay, but seriously, I'm still speechless. We already dropped our shit off at the hotel, and we are going to die because we're sharing a room. That's okay because we were going to die anyway! Lack of self-preservation at its peak! Now, we went to a restaurant to eat dinner while picking up big Iida some food. Too bad, Shouta would not let us in the bar next to the restaurant, but I guess I have to remain clean. I got spaghetti, though, so I can't complain too much. We got big Iida some Hayashi rice because that is apparently his favorite along with grape juice.

Alright then.

Yes, we stayed out of trouble. Shouta forced me next to him always, so I don't beat people up. I get it. I have anger issues, but I don't beat up random people! Jeez, get your mind out of the gutter, man!

Now, we are in a place you should never take me to: a hospital! I can cause havoc here with all the technology! Well, not with Shouta, of course, but otherwise, yes. After talking to the classic bitchy front-desk lady, we head to the room that holds older sonic. When we enter, it looks white.

Like, no kidding, everything in the room is white. But that's not the main focus. The main focus is on the bed who looks like he went through hell and back. Iida Tensei.

Big Boy Iida is lying in bed, slightly sat up with all sorts of wires on him. He has multiple bandages around his head, and we can assume the worst when you look at his bare chest to see more bandages. We can't see his legs. As for the man himself, he looks just like an older-version of Iida. Just without glasses.

Overall, this room looks depressing. Time to fix that!

"Jeez, even Eraserhead lights up this room," I state as we enter. Shouta quickly smacks me upside the head, but thankfully the big Iida bursts out laughing with the other two children joining. I look up at Shouta, proud of myself as I smirk.

"If that ain't an entry, I don't know what is!" Hizashi says, " Hey, Tensei! We got some of your favs!" He hands over the tuber-ware containers to the man, and he looks better already.

"Thanks! I've never seen someone walk in with an insult, but I can cross that off the list! This is Midoriya, right? The only person I can think that matches my brother's descriptions." Oh? I walk over next to the man, quirking my eyebrow.

"What does your brother say about me?" I ask with a grin.

"Insane, savage, creepy, genius. The list goes on." He tells me. I gasp.

"The truth!" I step back, causing another burst of laughter, " So mostly complaining?"

"Yes. Don't worry, I like you."

"If only he knew. At least one of the brothers like me!"

"He likes you! He's just stiff!"

"Yeah, how the hell did he get that? Like, you both have the same hot look, yet you have opposite personalities." Iida blushed at that.

"Izuku, we are supposed to be here to investigate him." Shouta sighs, dragging me back to his side.

"I was making him comfortable. I would want the same thing if you put me in an all-white room."

"You would get kicked out without medical attention within seconds anyway."

"The truth!"

"No need to be so harsh, Sho!" Nemuri tries to defend me.

"I have regrets bringing you all in here."

"Shouta, I appreciate it. They are helping." Iida also defends me. HA, TOLD YOU, BITCH! He shakes his head.

"Let's talk about Stain first, then brat here can cheer you up." Offended!

Well, we did talk about Stain, but let me give the overall run-down.

The Hero Killer: Stain has a whole fucking name that he doesn't need, but he got to be scary! That's a very minor detail compared to the rest. The first significant detail is that Stain was able to out-speed the older Iida, meaning he is swift. That's a HUGE problem combined with his quirk that can paralyze people by cutting? I deny that's how it works, but I have an idea. The second detail is he is very good at knives and anything sharp like katanas. Once again, it makes sense with his quirk. The final aspect is his philosophy.

Yes, this man has a fucking philosophy.

Mister Stainy here believes that it is his job to cleanse the world of fake heroes. The problem is that we don't know what defines a 'fake' hero. My original belief was based on media, and that may still be true. However, it seems like he believes most are false heroes besides FUCKING ALL MIGHT! I can't help but be entranced by this philosophy. He has killed 17 heroes while crippling 23. Based on his high kill count, you would think that he would have been able to kill all of them. Once again, philosophy bullshit.

"Izuku, you haven't said anything yet. Would you like to give your viewpoint?" Shouta shoves me into the spotlight. Of course, he does. Probably a test.

"Question, does Stain's tongue seem more prominent?" Yes. This is actually a serious question.

"Thinking about it, yes, why?" Tensei asks.

"I have two theories on that. The first one is unlikely, but he puts paralysis herbs or something on the swords to do the job. Still, I don't know anything that can do full-body paralysis. The second is more likely, and that is that he uses the swords to cut you to draw blood and then has to digest the blood to cause paralysis. My second theory is more proven as we have full-body paralysis, a different tongue, and no signs of anything in the stab wounds unless I am not being told something.

Obviously, he is built for close-range, but if he is smart, he probably has some good accuracy on some throwing knives. Far-range would be his weakness, but you would have to go constantly while blocking that he could wear you out quickly. However, his fights are quick as well, so it would depend on who can last. Someone with a far-range quirk that can consistently block him with a load of endurance would be your best bet. They have to be willing to fight in an alleyway at night because all his victims are found then. That means spiderman moves are expected.

His philosophy is confusing. There is a lack of details on the subject matter. Now, if you want my idea of who he is after next, I would be surprised if he hasn't moved towns already. However, he does make multiple kills per city, so there is a chance of him still being here. My guess is that he will probably pick up a pro-hero that goes around alone. If you want options that are out, people like Manual and Endeavor are probably out because they have internships. They stick to the main roads anyway. What I read about this area, I can name four pro-heroes that could be in danger."

That was way too long of an explanation, but it got the job done. I feel someone ruffle my hair, and I flip them off. With the lack of pets, it's probably Nemuri as she doesn't know about the weakness. Also, them long-ass nails.

"You really thought this all the way through!" She tells me, removing her hand from my broccoli rip-off hair. I don't bother looking up, looking at the floor still thinking. The floor is like a fucking white-board, so it works.

"I wonder if you decide to chat with him about his philosophy if that could distract him, or waste time? He has to spread the message somehow. Eventually, he will announce it to the media once he has done enough damage. He has to be close now. Getting Ingenium is a huge hit for how well-known he is."

"Izuku, you're good. You provided plenty of insight. Good job, kid." Shouta states.

"Jeez, you're going soft on them, Sho." Big Iida teases.

"I'm his and Hizashi's love child or brother depending on the mood, so he is only going softer on me. Your brother gets no mercy. If it makes you feel any better, he is more of a jackass to me during school hours to show fake hatred."

Yes, I'm calling these two gay disasters out. Someone has to say it!

This leaves a blushing Hizashi, laughing Big Iida and Nemuri, and Shouta wrapping me up in his scarf to make me shut up.

"He is right." Nemuri states. Now there are two of us in the wraps, and I'm not sure how I feel being wrapped up with the mature rating hero.

"I don't want to hear it from either of you. We need to let Tensei eat now, so let's go, Hizashi." Shouta demands as he tries to drag us out.

"Wait, I need to ask Iida something!" I demand as I try to get out of the bondage.

"Depends, what is it?"

"Something important. Please, Shouta. I'm not joking this time." I make my voice stern, and he sighs.

"Fine. If it's something stupid, you're in huge trouble." He lets me free, and I walk back in with Shouta right behind me to make sure I'm staying out of trouble.

"Iida, I have a major favor to ask of you." He looks surprised, looking up at me before sighing. That depressed look is back.

"I'm kinda stuck here, Midoriya-"

"Izuku."

"Izuku, not much I can do."

"There is. You have a brother that you can continue to support, even from here. Listen, I need you to talk sense into him because he is trying to go after Stain for revenge. He's in Hosu simply to go after the Hero Killer. Please, try to convince him otherwise. I don't need him to die of stupidity." That dark energy is back in the white room. The three that are in the squad look surprised. Just because I suck at emotions doesn't mean I don't understand them. I can recognize a look of anguish on the spot.

I have felt it before too.

"Tenya wouldn't do that, would he? My brother wouldn't try something so stupid, right?" Iida asks me carefully, looking me in the eyes.

"Ask him yourself," I state. I can't really say much else.

"Thank you, Izuku. You have a good head on your shoulders."

"Actually, I'm pretty idiotic, but I appreciate that, so thank you!" I say with a smile to ease him. Thankfully, he does calm down.

"We should get going. See you later, Tensei." Shouta states as he leaves the room. I leave with him with a nod, the other two more enthusiastic saying their goodbyes.

---

Let me give you a basic summary of what happened in the last hour.

We all left the white-castle of death, and we headed back to the subway station to wave off Hizashi and Nemuri. Well, mostly hugging. The good news is that Hizashi was blushing when he went to hug Shouta! My plan is slowly working! Shouta is still an unemotional fuck, though.

We head back to the hotel, and by this point, it's night time, which means patrol time! Somebody to beat up other than ourselves! We start getting into our suits, facing away from each other because looking at each other while changing would be weird as fuck.

Actually, it's weird anyway, but good thing we are close! Anyway, instead of peace and quiet, Shouta decides to brief me on everything I should know.

"You made multiple headsets, yes?"

"Yes. You should know all the details about it, right?"

"No, because you over-complicate it." It's not that hard!

"Fine. Simple explanation: Great range, always on. It also tells if one of us passed out or something like that. Decided that feature is useful."

"Good. Due to your quirkless status, you can do what you want as long as you don't kill anybody. As you built most of your inventions anyway, you can get away with your inventions. It's only if it's built by the support department that you have to worry about it. I'm trusting your experience. Don't do something stupid."

"If I can get away with this anyway, why do I need a hero license?"

"You don't. You just wouldn't have the title of hero. You would kind of be there. You wouldn't get to work with us either. Or any power to the police records. If anything, you would get yourself in trouble for hacking."

"Makes sense. It seems odd your putting so much trust in me."

"I know your abilities. If it were any other student, I would be overprotective. Are you dressed or what?"

"I am. Are you?"

"You're the one with the over-complicated suit."

"You have to admit that it is effective." I get no response to that, "Oh, and I'm not covering my language."

"...whatever."

---

"So question: if I flirt with an older man to catch him off guard, could I get in trouble?" I ask through the intercom. I left Shouta to deal with a small group a couple of blocks back so we can clear more ground. While doing so, I come upon a man very close to a very uncomfortable woman.

"No." He responds. I hear him grunt from probably wrapping them up. I quickly jump down to the scene with an invisible smile.

"Hey, ever thought of turning gay for me because that woman looks like she is uncomfortable as a woman giving birth?" I state with a flirtatious tone, making sure I do a sexy pose to finish the whole scene. The guy looks up at me with a glare, the girl trembling.

"You willing to fuck?" Damn, how ignorant is this guy? He probably is one of the very few in the world with a quirk that boosts his sexual performance or some shit.

"Yip! Just come on over baby, and I can give a ride of your dreams. I happen to know how to strip." I wink through my visor. He quickly lets go of the girl, and she runs off.

Jackpot!

I pull out of my baton, turning on the knockout setting and dash forward, immediately knocking him out when I slam it into his stomach. I let him crash on the ground.

"That's what you get for being an ass, you donkey!" Pulling out some tape that I keep on me, I wrap him up and use the guy's phone to set up a GPS signal that would lead the police to him with a detailed report that only takes a moment. Good thing, I know too much about this disappointing world!

"Couldn't you have done it without the flirting? Also, get on the roof." Shouta grumbles. I use my super-speed from my new boots, bounce on the walls, and land on the roof with ease. I see him on another roof, and he catches up to me.

"He had the girl pinned, so no unless I wanted to electrocute the girl too. To be fair, that was ten times more fucking subtle than usual. "

"Good point." That is when we get cut off by a gunshot.

"Dramatic mother fuckers."

"That's rich coming from you. Let's go." We both run off towards the sound. I turn on the heat-reader in my visor to quickly find a small group, separated by two sides arguing. One side has a recognizable man by himself.

It's Mister Handjob from USJ! My luck!

On the other side, there are three men.

There is no fighting, and I take note of no injuries. Must have been a warning shot. We both bend down on the roof. I pressed a button on the side of the helmet to increase the hearing range.

Obviously, you want information first before going after them. I raise both my hands, using sign language to communicate the whole argument to Shouta. If he were to talk right now, he would blast my eardrums out. There will be problems if guns start firing, so it could cause hearing problems. Thankfully, I at least made it so those types of sounds will soften. I haven't figured out how to auto-soften voices yet. It will still hurt.

"What do you mean you don't have payment?! Yet, you have the nerve to come here, still asking for it?" A man in the front of the group on the right states. He is wearing a typical mask you can get at the party store with a black fedora along with a completely black suit. Mafia look. I take notice that his fingers are guns. Wasn't there a guy with the same quirk that Shouta had to face at the USJ? I think so. It could be a relation somewhere. They were together before, or is this a different guy? I don't know. Shouta will tell me later. I decide to record the other two guys in my mind as well.

The guy on the left of the bullet dude has a mutation quirk that makes him look like a crocodile. He has the face, tail, and skin of one. He is a bit on the muscular side, so definitely a close-combatant. He probably fights with his massive body since he has a large muscular body as well. The guy on the right has shown no signs of a quirk yet, so it's an emitter quirk definitely. He looks like a simple dude you find in the bar. The bullet dude is dangerous, but having no information is worst. He doesn't even have any mutative features!

Oh, then there's handjob with the decay quirk. Keep a distance, and we will be fine. The problem is if Kurogiri is there or not.

"We are demonstrating our resources elsewhere. We will pay you back later. Did you not get that, NPCs?" Yep, definitely hand-boy.

"We are not giving it to you then until payment! This is what we agreed on, and you can't go back on it!" Welp, cue the drama because they are now attacking each other. I look at Shouta and nod before we jump down. I'm going to let Shouta deal with handboy, but not before providing me an assist. He uses his quirk on bullet boy to make sure I don't get a gun wound on the first day of the job. As we fall down, I grab my electric batons and turn them on, swinging them at bullet-man in whip-mode. The surprise of being unable to use his quirk gives me the chance to hit him, which effectively knocks him out. Shouta then leaves me with the other two as I land on the ground in front of them. I make sure to use my boosters to soften the landing.

"What's up beside the stars, darlings? Well, whatever it is, I'm going to ruin it anyway because I'm that much of a bitch." I snark as I speed forward with the boosters, not giving either a chance as I tap the batons on them, knocking them out as well. Too fucking easy. Like I say, all man-power, yet they are fucking idiots on the inside. I turned around to see Shouta facing off against hand-boy still. They are both quick, but that is expected. However, my previous statement is correct because Kurogiri decides to appear below Shouta, handy trying to throw him through. Thankfully, he notices before it's too late and uses his scarf on a nearby pole to swing himself away.

There's my chance to challenge him if I want to, but I decide to stand there. Let's be honest here: if you have a teleporting friend, that's too unpredictable. They could easily trap me as well. If I'm going to be facing someone, it would be Kurogiri. If anything, he is probably the strongest in the League of Legends group. They have their cards on the wrong person. Anyway, handboy is looking at me.

"Well?" He asks with that scoffy voice of definitely a man-child.

"Well, what?" I am prepared to move, and I see Shouta watching me. We both know that this is a lost cause. I just want him to get out to minimize trouble.

"Aren't you going to attack?"

"Just because I failed the ethics class doesn't mean I'm stupid. You should know that better than anyone with your attitude. Speaking of, I never got a name from the supposed leader." Secondary goal: get some goddamn information. That pissed him off real quick.

"What makes you think you have a right to talk to me like that!? I am Shigaraki, leader of the League of Villains!" Somehow, I deny that. I notice that he starts scratching his neck roughly like a tic. Not a healthy one, but alright!

"All of those are words. Words without actions. Right now, I see a child playing pretend." Need some lessons on making people angry? I offer them for free!

"You brat!" Shigaraki tries to run at me, but Kurogiri appears between the two of us. Shigaraki runs into the portal, and the two disappear.

"Well, we have a name now, Eraserhead. We should check over the guys to see if they have any drugs. I will let you do that since you're the professional." Shouta nods, goes over to the guys, and checks over them. It turns out, there was a roll-up case with syringes in it. Too bad, I couldn't get information as I'm only an intern, but I can make a rough estimate.

We had to go to the police station to report that, and man did it take forever! I had to sit out, so I didn't get any more details on the situation. When I mean sit, I mean wander the entire waiting room because I can't sit still for damn. One of the front ladies asked how much coffee I had, and I said none. They were surprised.

By the time we got out, it was the end of our patrol time, so we went back to our room. Shouta forced me to sleep with my fucking weakness of pets, so fuck him.

Thankfully, we did not end up cuddling this time!