I stand in front of class 1-A in the common room about to ruin my reputation more than usual.

"Alright, so here's the tea: with that booty shaking happening last night, some of the teachers are expecting ya'll be doing the jig, AKA, fucking each other, AKA, sex."

"Wait, why are you giving this talk? Shouldn't one of the teachers be informing us or perhaps the nurse?" Oh, Iida, you kill me.

"I mean, Shouta can inform you. He is supposed to, but he's done with everybody's shit; therefore, I am doing it instead. We can get Midnight if you prefer?" I ask.

"Yeah, let's get her!" Mineta exclaims, but Jiro slams her ear jack into him and knocks him out. I'll allow it.

"No." Jiro takes place.

"Neither of you should be qualified to teach it." Momo attempts to inform me.

"I can see me, but Midnight? She would nail at it! The only reason she isn't doing it is that Shouta was afraid she would encourage it." And he isn't wrong! " However, this is not the topic of discussion. Based on Shouta's requests, I'm not allowed to tell you how to do the jig and turn it all around. Look up porn if you are curious. All you have to do is make sure you aren't connected to the school wifi somehow if you do it. I'm here to inform you about the risks of sex. First off, does everyone know what sex is?"

God has blessed me because everybody nods, a few blushing.

I continue," Thank fucking above. I don't want to give that talk. Now, the two main things to worry about is pregnancy and STDs, or sexually transmitted diseases. For women, pregnancy is a bitch, and raising a child is hard as fuck. I won't go too into it, but no matter what way you take, it will have its own struggles. As you are teenagers, pregnancy is going to be worst because, as growing teenagers, you require a ton of nutrients. Add another human on top of that, and you are not in the healthiest position. Men are expected to help. If you happen to have a child early, don't be an ass like my father and leave. That child is as much of your responsibility as it is the mother's. It's rough being a single mother. Ask my own. She would be willing to answer your questions.

STDs are what everyone has to worry about as they come up everywhere. For fuck sakes, they were recorded in 1494 amongst French troops! Well, that's the most significant case for a while. When the Vietnam War started, that's when shit hit the fan. People were being deployed because communism is a bitch. As they didn't know if they would come back alive, they said 'fuck marriage' and literally fucked. That's also the time when STDs become more talked about because of the 60s having very open people."

Class 1-A gives me a confused look.

"What's the Vietnam War?" Kaminari asks. I wish I could slam my head on the table, but these kids are shit at cleaning. I've watched them. Isn't this history that should be taught instead of 'hey, quirks are fantastic and are needed to create strong beings!'?

I sigh, " Whatever. Anyway, unless you want pain and suffering on your pee-pee or your va-jay-jay, make sure your partner is STD free. Now, to discourage you further, I brought pictures stolen from Recovery Girl, so thank her later!" I pull out the pictures from the folder I brought and show each of the images while explaining the problem.

By the end, all of them had gone to their rooms. Damn hormonal teenagers. THIS IS LIFE! I huff as I gather the pictures and head back to the teacher's dorm. When I arrive, of course, Shouta and Hizashi are cuddling on the couch while working somehow.

"Alright, don't be expecting to be a grandfather anytime soon!" Shouta looks up from his papers.

"Good. But grandfather?"

"You're protective of them. Therefore, they are your kids. If they have kids, they are your grandkids." Hizashi, who was trying to hold back the entire time, bursts out laughing.

"TOLD YOU SO, SHO!" I'm glad someone agrees with me!

Shouta sighs, "I don't know where you got that, brat."

"Well, for starters, you did an idiot move for them at the USJ. Then again at the camp. Now that they are on campus, I have noticed how you would do small things for them like leave reminders or something like that. It's cute." I'm not lying, so don't call me out. Shouta never did that with me because I didn't have that problem, but these guys are ordinary teens. They are meant to be with their parents. Mom, Shouta, and all the other teachers have custody of me because of safety reasons for the world. Basically, they are there to hold me back.

Before you asked, that custody thing happened as soon as I was moved into the teacher's dorms. I have a whole cult just to stalk me. How flattering.

Anyway, most parents have to push their kids forward to keep them going. Yes, I'm aware of how this shit works. I have some knowledge about that.

"...I should have known you would have picked that up."

"Someone has to do it. Tell Yagi to do it too. I'm tired of him trying to be the cool dad to me."

"What?"

"He's been trying to spend more time with me by doing stuff normal dads would do. What's worst is he is an American dad. Like, I'll help him anywhere else! I just don't want to be his son. My dad already left that career path destroyed. There's no recovering it!"

"You haven't told him that?"

"I did. He increased the volume on the television."

"At least he is learning something."

"Whatever. I'm getting to work. Don't fuck on the couch," I mutter as I leave for my door. Damn that shut Hizashi up quick.

---

"Sho, I got your papers-! Why are the kids mutilated on the floor? I thought we were waiting longer for that." I ask when I enter the gym with everyone but Todoroki beat on the ground.

Shouta takes the papers, seeming to consider something, then speaks out, "Class, come to the side. Izuku, you're fighting." With a groan, the class moves.

"What kind of bullshit is this? I just came here to give you papers!" The salt is coming out.

"I want you to show it's possible to defeat him."

"Who am I fighting?"

"Mirio." I look to the field to see the said man waving enthusiastically at me.

"Hi, problem child!" Mirio exclaims. Oh, so the Big Three are here today. For those who don't know, the Big Three is UA's top three students in the third year. This year, it is Mirio, Neijire, and Tamaki. I guess Mirio decided to show off, thus why my classmates are on the ground, and Neijire and Tamaki watch as they are next to Shouta. Let me explain because we will see them around.

I consider Mirio another version of All Might because they have blonde hair and blue eyes. The only difference is that Mirio has more of a cartoon face while All Might has a superhero face. If I had to say someone who has the most control over their quirk, it would be him. His quirk is Permeation: the best way to describe it is that he can remove himself from reality. More specifically, he becomes intangible. You can still see him, but you can't touch him. Because he 'doesn't exist,' he can fly through walls or fall through the floor. Also, he doesn't have his senses as the sense waves go through him, so he has to predict what he's going to do beforehand. It's a fantastic quirk, but it requires full control to be able to use it efficiently.

Mirio is also very optimistic, similar to Hizashi. God damn cinnamon roll.

Neijire, personality-wise, is an innocent version of me. She is filled with energy and very talkative, and she has very long light blue hair and an innocent face. The energy for her has more a reason because of her quirk: Wave Motion. It allows her to use her energy to make powerful shockwaves. This can be used offensively, such as blasting her opponents away or using it on her feet and allowing her to fly.

Then we have Tamaki. If depression could exist as a person, he would be it. He looks like a little elf with his pointy ears and his mess indigo hair. He is an extreme introvert, but he's powerful with his quirk! Manifest allows him to transform parts of his body into traits of whatever he ate. For example, if he ate a clam, he could turn his hands into clams or something like that.

Do you know how useful of a quirk that would be for me? I eat ten plates of food per day. I could transform into a fucking rainbow for how much I eat.

And that's the Big Three! Now back to the story!

I take a deep breath before screaming,

"WH- WHO-. I AM SO SHOCKED RIGHT NOW! THE FLIPPITY FLOP HAVE YOU BE CALLING ME BEHIND MY BACK, SHOUTA!? I THINK A REDO OF HARRY POTTER IS HAPPENING HERE WITH SEVERUS'S ADOPTED SON OR BROTHER OR WHATEVER BEING BULLIED AND BAKUGO. FUCKING HELL!"

Shouta is quick to wrap me up in his scarf, pull me close, and growls, "Settle down brat. You're doing it either way, but you need to be careful with your injury that we will be talking about later. Understood?"

"Do I get a weapon?"

"No, nor do you get to use your abilities, the students, or leave the room."

"This is starting to look horribly familiar. How long did the class last?"

"Less than a minute."

"...and you expect me to do better? This is unrealistic standards."

"You know his quirk, so you have an advantage."

"You owe me," I state as I walk on the field.

Mirio smiles as bright as the sun, " You ready to go, problem child?!"

"It's Izuku, and yes." Suddenly, he disappears into the ground and leaves his clothes behind.

Did I mention he goes naked when he goes intangible except if he wears his costume made of his hair? Yeah, that's a plot twist of the century.

I start stepping backward because I expect him to go for a back attack. The advantage for him is that when he is intangible, I can't hear him. I have to be hyper-aware of him.

My assumption is proven correct when he pops out of the ground facing away from me. Seizing the chance, I dash forward and hit him in the head as I suspect he makes his head tangible first so he can hear at least. Barely giving me a chance to get out, he spins around and tries to punch me. I roll to the left as he sinks into the ground again. I curse underneath my breath.

"How the fuck is he allowed to use his quirk, but I'm not allowed to use my ability?! You can erase his quirk, but not my ability!" I snarl at Shouta as I turn a random direction and dash out of the area. I never do receive an answer. Mirio pops up again, but he realizes this plan is not working. He switches to the offensive and runs at me at top speeds. I don't bother to try and block. You can't tell when his quirk is on unless you have terrific hearing and can hear the swipes of his arms. I jump back to avoid a hit.

I focus on dodging with gritted teeth because the only plan I have right now is wearing him out. The problem is that he is much faster than me. The moment he gets an idea of where I will dodge, I get hit. I can't ask for help. The room has no sand to throw at him.

Oh, wait, I have clothes! Nezu can kill me later, but this is for my current survival! I start to unbutton my vest, but I get too involved because Mirio lands a massive hit on my injury, causing me to fly back a few feet (meters) and crash on the ground. He approaches to pin me in the blink of the eye, and I trust my instinct and roll away. I rip the vest off at this point. I throw it at Mirio, and, taking that second distraction, I tackle him to the ground. I would pin him, but based on strength difference, he can get out, so I try to punch him in the face to knock him out. Take note of the try. He grabs both of my fists and throws me off. I don't have time to react this time as Mirio pins me down for the win. The weight lifts off of me, presumably to get his clothes back on. I don't bother to get up and remain on the floor

"For having practically nothing, you did amazing Izuku! If you were allowed to do what you usually do, you would have won for sure! You might want to work on physical prowess because you are on the small side!" Mirio exclaims as I look up to see him in UA uniform and a bright smile.

"Yeah yeah," I mumble. I hear more footsteps beside me and someone trying to grab my top, "Stranger danger!" I sit up and scramble back to see Shouta there with an unamused look.

"Lift your shirt, brat." Damn, rude, Shouta!

"But I'm self-conscious, and the class is still here!" Mirio, being the blessed boy he is, looks over at Tamaki and Neijire.

"Take 1-A back to class and watch over them." With two nods, everybody leaves. Shouta, Mirio, and I remain.

Shouta sighs, " Thank you, Mirio. Shirt off, kid." Glaring at him, I lift my shirt to reveal that one of the prominent blisters had burst, so there is blood oozing out of it. I can smell it. I have to force myself to look away, so I don't get sick off the smell alone. "I should not have made you fight. I'm sorry. I didn't think it would end like this."

Mirio looks at me, worried, "I'm sorry! If I had known, I would have declined to fight you!"

It's my turn to sigh, " It's okay. My fault for letting myself get hit. Oh, and to get that conversation over with, Bakugo is getting salty at me doing better than him and wanted me to fight him."

Shouta groans, " Of course. And of course, you tell me now. Three days of housework for him. Mirio, can you take him to Recovery Girl?" Damn it.

"Yes, sir! I have something to talk to him about anyway. Let's go, Izuku!" Mirio offers a hand, but I stand up without it. Shouta shakes his head as he leaves the room to go back to his children, and Mirio and I start heading to the grumpy old lady.

"OCD, my man. Anyway, what did you need me for?" I ask.

"Oh! I assume you know who Sir Nighteye is?"

"He's on the Yakuza case, correct? I believe I'm going to be working with him, but I haven't done so directly yet." For anyone curious, a Yakuza is another name for a mafia. This was the case I received alongside the League of Villains one after I got my detective license. I know everything possible about both cases, and I have been working on maps and ideas of what is going to happen, all of which I sent to Sir Nighteye.

I should explain Sir Nighteye. He is known as All Might's only sidekick (not anymore), and the brains of All Might.

How ironic. Anyway, Sir a genius with the quirk Foresight. I don't know the specifics of how it happens, but he can see someone's future for an hour as far ahead as he wants. That's a very powerful quirk, especially if you suspect someone is a criminal, you just have to trigger it, and Sir Nighteye will know. He's one of the best hero detectives out there. Sir Nighteye can solve cases quickly, but this one has been giving him problems, thus why I am being allowed to work alongside him.

Let me let Mirio continue.

"Well, he saw your plans and wants you to go to him for your work-study." I stop and look at him, shocked.

Sorry, lots of explanations in this chapter. Work-study is like an internship for school heroes. Simple for once. Time to go back! They aren't required this year, but they are next year.

"Hold the phone, seriously?" I thought he was going to hate me for my ideas! Sure, they were logical, but a bit out there still!

"You offered new insights. Sir Nighteye believes you would be valuable to the case and wants to work on your skills as a detective. You also can do much more due to your status." Mirio means being quirkless before you ask. It's a bunch of law stuff, but technically speaking, I can never be a hero, villain, or vigilante because I am quirkless. As such, I can screw around with the law more and mix in the crowd more as well.

"Being on work-study with him would be useful to the case, so I'm in. I just got to get Aizawa to approve it."

"Alright! Now to greet Recovery Girl!"

"UGHHHHHH!"

---

I've been hiding in my dorm ever since Recovery Girl because every time I walk past her, she would glare me down.

Look, lady, I didn't ask to be exploded. Blame Bakugo! It's not scary. It's just inconvenient.

Since I'm stuck here, I have been working on minor cases because I can't get more on the major cases. I finish those within a few hours, so I've been keeping myself busy with upgrading all my gear throughout the night. I was about to start on some new explosives when I hear a knock on the door.

I huff, " Come in!" I look up to see Shouta leaning against the doorway, " What do you want, Sho? Today isn't even your day for me to work on more of your cases, but you would be glad to know that they are sitting on the desk, completed."

"I got permission for two days with you as something has come up. Nezu decided to let a reporter watch over class 1-A who wants to write about dorm life. I need you to be there for the day as he doesn't want me interfering." Shouta informs me. I can't help but slam my head on the table. "Me too, kid."

"IS HE TRYING TO FUCK THE SCHOOL OVER?! DUMBASS RAT!" I scream.

"Get dressed and meet me in their dorms ten before eight."

"Um...what time is it now?"

"7:30."

I zoom out, "COULD HAVE GIVEN ME A PREWARNING, ASS!" I don't even listen for a response as I dash to the bathroom for my daily bleach shower.

---

Shouta and I stand side-by-side as we face the rest of the class 1-A.

"Everyone settle down. This is a minor thing, and Nezu believes that if we allow the reporter in and show how happy everyone is, it will ease the nerves of the public. Izuku will be joining you for the day to watch over. Please don't cause trouble." Shouta announces. At that final part, he faces me.

"You are more likely to get a date than me staying out of trouble," I mutter as I fix my tie. I'm still salty about the reporter being here.

Mineta has to ruin the moment, "If the reporter is a girl, I'm willing to show her everything!" Thank above that Shouta captured the midget.

Shouta growls while his eyes glow purple? Oh, he is doing the thing I do but less scary!? I should ask later. He faces the class, "I expect everyone to be on their best behavior." Of course, this is the time the reporter comes in, and I immediately recognize him.

Tokuda Taneo - one of the best reporters out there. If you need the scoop on something, he is your man. His quirk makes it more convenient because he can make cameras appear all over his body anytime he wants and print it from his chest. Now I'm suspicious. Why would he do it on something like this? He has to be looking for something anymore. Overall, he has black wavy hair that is groomed, unlike Shouta's hair. He has blue eyes, but the pupils are unusual because they look like a camera lens. He's dressed as a reporter should, but he sets me on edge because I'm trying to think of what he could be looking for. Shouta looks at me, seeming to notice my stance.

I'll let Tokuda talk, " No need to be so strict on them, Mr. Aizawa. They can be themselves. Hello, I'm Tokuda Taneo. I will just be watching, maybe ask a question for two. Don't worry about me. Do what you want, " Then he leans over to Shouta so most students except me would hear, " I'm not sure if Principal Nezu told you, but I rather see the students here without an influence." Wow, rude. But true.

"I heard. I shall be leaving. Iida, let me know if someone comes up."

"Understood, sensei-sir!" Shouta looks at me, a secret message that I choose to ignore as he walks back to the teacher's dorms.

Tokudo chuckles at Iida's strictness, " Well, what do ya'll normally do at this time?"

"Breakfast, sir!"

"No need to be so strict."

I walk over to him and whisper, "That's normal." With that, we head to eat with this guy taking random pictures of us.

I'm disappointed with the student's cooking abilities.

---

The classes were absolutely boring. I knew everything. That's why I'm generally not with class 1-A. I did learn multiple origami animals by using the worksheets, though!

In general, Tokuda did nothing suspicious. That is until now at the end of the day. I was with Aoyama getting pointers on how to strut when he comes over, "Midoriya, right? May I talk to you?" I keep my act up.

"Sure. Lead the way. I have shit to work on." I state with my usual attitude. We head out in front of the dorms and sit on the step.

"So obviously what you did today isn't something you usually do. You were the watchdog for me. I can't blame them with all the villain attacks, but it makes me wonder why they chose you. Why you, Midoriya?" Tokuda, you interesting man. I know the underlying question.

Why a quirkless person?

"I can tell when someone is going to fuck up. Simple as that. Don't underestimate my intelligence, Tokuda. Everyone here may be able to protect themselves, but not everyone can prevent it from happening in the first place. That's my job."

"Why are you not a detective? Why a hero? From what I have seen, someone in UA, presumably you, can solve cases quicker than most of our detectives here. You probably have a license for it now."

"Correct. Being a hero allows me two things: it allows me to be an inspiration for quirkless, and I get to be involved on all grounds. I don't want to be limited. Since I'm answering your questions, answer mine. Why are you here?"

Tokuda has the nerve to chuckle at me, " Man, you are dangerous. With you, I can see that we will be fine."

"Don't avoid the question. I have a lack of patience for this with my ADHD here."

"I'm getting there! I came here because I believe All Might has a successor for the new Symbol of Peace." All Might, you suck at hiding your secret. Kudos to this man for figuring it out. I believe I know how he figured it out.

"You're next." The last thing he said at his fight at the Kamino Ward. Dumbass. It's a seemingly obvious statement for those who don't look into it. However, for anyone who focuses on it more than a second, you realize that that's oddly specific.

I huff, " I should have known. I hate the Symbol of Peace idea because it relies too heavily on one person, but it wouldn't shock me if he has a successor."

"You don't know?" When Tokuda means successor, I assume training someone with a similar quirk. I don't think he realizes that successor means a successor for the quirk literally. That's hidden, at least.

"The pieces line up, but I'm not usually involved with him here. He isn't even my teacher. I'm Principal Nezu's apprentice as you might be able to tell from my Nezu cosplay."

"You're more mature than I expected."

"Yada yada, are we done here? I need to work on my legs."

"Nope." The asshat decides to pull me close to him and take a picture from his hand! I growl and push him away.

"Damn! Learn to ask, won't you?!" Tokuda laughs.

"I'm going to have fun with your story. The first quirkless hero. I need to come up with a name, but that picture will certainly be in it."

"Something tells me that it is against the law somewhere, especially when they are underage."

"Partial profits if I get an interview later on? Oh, and don't worry about me sharing anything you told me. It was for curiosity." That takes me a moment to consider.

"Fine. But if you try to shove me in the gutter, I will shove you in jail." He raises his hands in defense.

"Alright, alright! I understand: Don't mess with you. Don't disappoint me, kid. I expect great things from you." He leaves without telling anyone else goodbye.

Well, wasn't that a pleasant conversation? I need to keep an eye on him, though, in case he tries to start trouble. I go to the teacher's dorms and straight to the shower to get his greasy hands off of me.