Capítulo 2019: 38
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Mei slammed open the door to Recovery Girl's office and Izuku had to jump to grab the handle and prevent the door from banging into the wall. He smiled sheepishly at Recovery Girl, who was glaring at him, and he could only hope he was apologetic enough for both of them because Mei didn't even give Recovery Girl a second glance as she made a beeline toward the bed Hitoshi was lying on.
"Extra-credit-kun!" Mei squealed. "You did so good!"
Both Izuku and Recovery Girl shushed her when Hitoshi winced, "Nice to see you too Mei, but can you be excited any quieter?"
"Oh...sorry!" Mei whispered loudly. "You did amazing!"
Izuku stifled a quiet chuckle. Mei was trying her best, but it was still entertaining watching someone who was so undeniably loud trying to be quiet. It was like asking Izuku not to mutter. It was theoretically possible, but that didn't mean it wasn't funny to watch. He stopped laughing when Recovery Girl glared at him again.
"You had better be quiet!" she scolded. "It's the least you two gremlins can do for the poor boy, considering that it's at least partially your fault he's in this state!"
Izuku looked at Mei in confusion, but she just shrugged helplessly and turned back to playing with Hitoshi's hair. He relaxed slightly under her touch and wrinkled his nose at the school nurse, "It's my own fault that I went over my limits, Recovery Girl. Don't blame my kidnappers just because I'm an idiot."
"They encouraged you to be reckless!" Recovery Girl argued.
"Yeah, well, they encouraged me to be a hero too, so there." Hitoshi groaned. "I would be just fine if I hadn't tried taking control of Dark Shadow though Tokoyami."
"So you did do that!" It took all of Izuku's self control to keep talking quietly. "I was wondering, because I didn't think you said anything to Dark Shadow directly, but then you took control of him and not Tokoyami and it was so cool!"
Hitoshi gave a tired chuckle, "Yeah, well, we'll see if it was even worth it. I still don't know if they'll let me transfer or if they'll keep me stuck in gen ed."
Mei poked the medal that was still around his neck, "They'd be idiots not to let you into the hero course after this. You're gonna be an amazing hero Extra-credit-kun, and if those stupid teachers can't see that, then…"
"Then what?" Hitoshi cracked one eye open and smirked at her. "You're gonna blow up Nedzu's office?"
Mei huffed, "Well what if I did, huh? What are they gonna do about it?"
"Can we please not threaten the teachers when there's one in the room?" Izuku fretted, glancing nervously over at Recovery Girl. "Mei, at least wait until we're outside of UA!"
"I quite agree. In fact, you should save all of this until you're outside of UA! Out!" Recovery Girl ordered. "Shinso needs rest and you two obviously have far too much energy. You can give him congratulations once he's recovered."
"But…" Mei tried, but Recovery girl simply swept her cane at their legs until the two caved in and let themselves be shooed toward the door. "We'll see you later Extra-Credit-kun!"
"Yeah!" Izuku added. "Thanks for beating Katsuki! That was awesome!"
Izuku smiled at the sight of Hitoshi practically giggling as Recovery Girl forced them out and shut the door behind them with a quiet finality. He could begrudgingly admit that Recovery Girl was probably right and they were a little too much to help someone recover from a quirk-induced migraine, but at least Hitoshi knew they were proud of him and they'd made him laugh!
"Well, that was rude!" Mei pouted. "Is spending a little time with our baby too much to ask for?!"
Izuku shook his head, "You realize that even your whispers are loud, right? And you have a habit of blowing things up if you stay in one room for too long."
Mei opened her mouth to argue, but closed it again, "Fine. You might maybe have a little bit of a point."
"Thank you." Izuku grinned. "That's why I'm the smart one!"
Mei gasped, "What?! Mr. Let's Blow Up All the Landmines?! Smart?!"
Izuku started laughing, but then the door behind them swung open again and both Izuku and Mei jumped when Recovery Girl poked her head out to glare at them, "Shhh!"
Mei grabbed Izuku's hand and started dragging him down the hall, "Come on Izu-kun! I think I can tell when we're not wanted."
"I don't think you even want to." Izuku muttered with a smile, "So...where are we going?"
"Uh…" Mei stopped suddenly in the middle of the hallway, making Izuku run into her. "I, uh, hadn't gotten that far, I guess."
Izuku felt a buzz in his pocket and hesitantly took his phone out of his pocket. He shot Mei a curious look, but she simply shrugged. Izuku turned back to his phone suspiciously and read the new message.
From: Rat Overlord
You could always try exploring the tunnels!
The drive home was awkward at best.
Shouto stared sullenly out the window as he waited for his father to explode. It was inevitable, he knew. He'd known ever since he'd seen Tokoyami steal the headbands from around his neck, but it had been confirmed when Endeavor had dismissed their usual driver and said he'd drive Shouto home himself. At least if they were surrounded by staff, his father showed at least the bare minimum of restraint, but without that protective barrier, Shouto had no idea when the tirade would start. It was exhausting.
Finally, Endeavor broke the silence, "Did you really lose just to spite me?"
His voice was deathly quiet and Shouto froze. His father's anger normally ran hot, but somehow it was always more frightening when he was cold like this. Yelling, fire, tirades, those were things Shouto had been enduring for years, he knew how to handle them, how to coat his mind and body in ice so the fire couldn't hurt him, but this? This had only happened a few times, which meant that Shouto had no idea if his usual strategies would work. He had messed up even more than usual and was going into his father's rage almost completely blind.
He set his shoulders stubbornly and glared at his father in the rearview mirror. He refused to let the fear show. Losing to his classmates was one thing, but he refused to lose to his father.
"You could have won." Endeavor observed quietly. "You could have stopped that bird-brain from stealing your points if you'd just used your fire."
"Your fire." Shouto snapped before he could stop himself. "It's your fire, not mine and I'm going to make it to the top without it."
"Well you seem to be doing a bang up job of that so far." Endeavor spat. "Your ice didn't even get you past the second round. "
"I…"
"What?" Endeavor scoffed. "You'll be the best with only your mother's power? I believe you found out today just where this childish rebellion will lead you Shouto. If you hadn't shamed me so much by allowing general education and support students to surpass you, I'd almost be happy you lost. At least now hopefully you've learned your lesson."
Shouto flinched as if he'd been slapped. His father was happy he'd lost. His own father. And it wasn't even for a good reason, was it? No, it was because Endeavor was hoping that losing the sports festival would teach him a lesson. Well, he was wrong. Shouto refused to be the masterpiece that Endeavor wanted him to be.
And to make it worse, even if his father was happy, he was still going to get punished, just because of who he'd lost to. He hadn't even fought that team directly. The only interaction he'd even had with them was when they'd destroyed the ten million point headband, but his father didn't care about that. The only thing his father even cared about was that a general education student had won the sports festival while Shouto had been pushed to the sidelines and that was completely unacceptable.
"I raised you better than this." Endeavor lectured. "You were created to surpass All Might, Shouto, so act like it! You've been blessed with the perfect quirk and I've given you as much training as I could, but that's all going to be for nothing if you keep acting like a spoiled little brat. I made you to become a great hero, Shouto, my masterpiece. So stop wasting that potential and actually be my successor."
"Maybe that's the problem." For some reason, Shouto couldn't stop the words from spilling out. "I'm your masterpiece, right? And you're an eternal failure. You've been number two for how long again? Face it, Endeavor, I'm your son, so can you really expect me to be any better than second best?"
Endeavor slammed on the brakes with enough force that Shouto went launching forward and hit his head on the seat in front of him, "What did you say?"
Shouto gripped his nose, which was now bleeding, and tried to stop the blood from getting on the car's upholstery, "You heard me, old man. I'm a better failure than you ever were."
Endeavor glared at him for a long moment, then unlocked the doors, "Out."
Shouto stared at him in shock, "...what?"
"Out." Endeavor growled. "If you don't appreciate everything I've given you, then maybe you don't deserve it. You insist on acting like a spoiled child, Shouto, so let's see if a night on the streets will help you grow up."
Shouto opened and closed his mouth a few times, but there really wasn't anything to say. He ripped the door open and didn't even grab his phone as he got out of the car and slammed the door behind him. He half expected Endeavor to roll down his window and say that it had just been a logical ruse, like Aizawa always did, but no. As soon as the door was closed, his father just...drove away. Just abandoned Shouto on the side of an almost deserted street like he was nothing. Maybe he was.
The few people on the street were beginning to stare, not that homeless people and druggies were probably that interested in the downfall of the great son of Endeavor, but still, his father would get even more angry if the media got wind of this. Thankfully, Shouto had changed into street clothes after the sports festival, so at least he was in jeans and a hoodie instead of his school uniform. That would have been harder to pass off.
Even if he walked home, Endeavor probably wouldn't let Fuyumi let him in, so Shouto shoved his hands in his pockets and resolved to just wander the streets until the sun rose and his punishment was over. He gave one last look down the street, but Endeavor's car had already turned the corner out of sight. Shouto shook his head and cut through an alley, grabbing a beanie he'd found on the ground as he passed. It was a little too big and smelled like cigarette smoke, but at least it would cover his hair. There wasn't much he could do about his scar at the moment, but whatever, it was only one night, right?
"Yeah! Those cheerleading outfits were amazing!" Mineta drooled. "Yaoyorozu really outdid herself this time!"
"I guess so…" Kaminari grinned. "Still not looking forward to the detention Aizawa's gonna give us, though."
"He just doesn't appreciate art!" Mineta complained. "It's like he's gay or something!"
Kaminari shrugged awkwardly, "I dunno. I gotta get going, man, but I'll see you Monday, alright?"
"Sure thing!" Mineta gave him a big thumbs up. "See you Monday!"
Kaminari gave a wave when he reached the end of the street and Mineta waited until he disappeared around the corner to let his smile fall. Hopefully the whole gay comment would get the guy to leave him alone. Everyone avoided the class pervert, but it was much more difficult to get ignored when someone as loud as Kaminari kept seeking him out. It was irritating.
Mineta was taking a shortcut home though the bad part of town when his phone rang. The caller ID was blocked, but he thought he had a pretty good idea of who it was, "How did you enjoy the sports festival? Pretty good show, right?"
Kurogiri was business-like as always as he responded, "Sensei has a few students he wants you to keep an eye on."
"Did he say who?" Mineta asked. "I'm already watching everyone in 1A. Class 1B will be a little more difficult, but I think I can manage."
"Actually, there's a mix this time." Kurogiri informed him. "Shigaraki has suggested that young Bakugo might be a good addition to our organization, so test the waters there."
"If he doesn't blow my head off first." Mineta grumbled. "Fine, who else?"
"That is for you to discover." Kurogiri said cryptically. "Sensei believes that Cheat Code might be a student."
Mineta almost tripped over a crack in the sidewalk, "What?! Seriously?!"
"Are you questioning Sensei's judgement?" Kurogiri asked, far too calmly.
Mineta gulped, clearly hearing the threat hidden behind the words, "No, of course not. I was just surprised is all. The analysis the guy gave me on my quirk was pretty intense."
"His analytical skill is advanced beyond his years, true." A new voice joined the call and Mineta froze. "But he is inexperienced. That being said, it is most likely an upperclassman in the hero course, although the support course is another likely option. I would like you to see what you can find out. Will that be a problem?"
"N-no, Sensei." Mineta stuttered. "I'll put in a request to adjust my hero costume and start keeping an eye on the upperclassmen first thing on monday."
"Good." Sensei sounded like he was smiling. "And good work on the sports festival. You're exactly where we need you to be."
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