章節 25: What should I improve?

[Friday - 7:30 a.m.]

After everything that happened the day before, Doryoku made his decision and went before class to talk to director Nezu about his proposal.

Before leaving home in the morning, Doryoku promised his mother that he would always come home no matter what it cost and than that would always be priority number 1, and in the face of her son's rare determination, his mother seemed at less a little calmer.

Doryoku walked to Director Nezu's office and when he arrived in front of the door, he hesitated for a second... but he took a deep breath and decided to knock on the door after all.

*Knock**Knock*

"Come in!" Director Nezu said from the other side of the door with his typical friendly tone.

Doryoku opened the door carefully and entered the Nezu's office making the director smile widely.

"Young Suzuki! Did you decide to accept my proposal?" Director Nezu asked excitedly, quickly assuming the reason for Doryoku's visit.

"That's right, I would like to try to be a hero, maybe it is something that I am passionate about, if it is not a lot of annoyance" said Doryoku smiling slightly and cordially.

"It will be a pleasure to have you among the future heroes young Suzuki, come back after school I have some things to fix!" Director Nezu said quite satisfied as he gave directions to Doryoku.

Doryoku nodded in understanding and quietly left the office to return later while Director Nezu sipped some tea.

"Hahahaha, I can already see the UA with another top hero, I love my job!" Director Nezu said, laughing madly and excitedly as he spilled some of his tea.

"Now I just have to find him a tutor, and I know exactly who he will be!" Director Nezu said loudly as he kept smiling like a lunatic.

Was Doryoku selling his soul to the devil? Probably, but at least he can hide in the fact that the devil looked too harmless and made him drop his guard.

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As this was happening, Oboro was on his second day of internships with Aizawa.

They both chose a hero from the current top, Dead Bandage, a hero around 35 years old with an emitter-type quirk that allowed him to control the paper and mold it into almost all kinds of shapes.

Aizawa was interested mainly because said hero was very good and known in infiltrations and stealth, in addition to being a top hero so he was the best to learn what he wanted.

And as for Oboro, he only did it because Aizawa was there and because he was a top hero, although probably if you ask him he will say it was because he wanted to handle his quirk better, but he only realized that when the training started.

Dead Bandage was known for his use of ties and bandages to capture his targets mostly, so Aizawa decided to follow the same process with some moderately resistant bandages that he gave him, although controlling them was quite complex.

Oboro practiced mostly in combat which was his element, so Dead Bandage decided that a practice match was the best way of initial teaching for both of them.

Currently Oboro and Dead Bandage were fighting each other in the garden of his agency while the latter pointed out all of Oboro's weak points.

"I was able to kill you in 15 different ways while you were forming your staff" Dead Bandage said with a serious and sharp tone in front of Oboro making him gulp nervously.

Dead Bandage lived up to his name, he was always dressed almost completely in black and his arms and legs were completely covered by multi-layered dark purple paper bandages, except for his mouth and eyes without any other distinctive, in addition to helping him to have more versatility and look like Batman, although it was best not to mention the latter.

Oboro wore his hero suit, which was his dark blue training Gi and an aviator jacket that made him look cool according to him, as well as a staff, which was not allowed in his emitter matches.

As for Aizawa, he was watching the fight analyzing everything, while wearing his suit as well, which was not too far from Dead Bandage's, plus it made him look even more like a homeless and had white bandages around his neck.

"Between emitters it is always the same, there is the one who attacks you from afar with overwhelming power or speed and expects to hit you, a rookie in a few words" said Dead Bandage with a serious tone as he walked away and attacked Oboro with increasingly paper whips quickly.

Oboro dodged the whips and covered of some with his clouds, until he got in front of Dead Bandage and formed a staff to hit him.

"And there are also those who make their quirk a third arm in his body when fighting, a pro in a nutshell" said Dead Bandage seriously, then quickly approaching and launching a blow at Oboro.

Oboro backed away to dodge but his feet were caught by paper ties from Dead Bandage's legs causing him to be a bit surprised.

Dead Bandage attracted Oboro and kicked him in the stomach with force causing him to release a bit of saliva and then tie him with his ties and knock him out easily.

"Use your quirk to attack, defend, confuse, or whatever your arms and legs can or cannot do in the least expected moments and you will end up winning against any emitter" said Dead Bandage releasing Oboro and making him stand up with difficulty.

"Ugh, I understand Dead Bandage-sensei, but couldn't you hold back?" Oboro asked with a bit of pain as he held his stomach.

"The heroes of now are getting weaker and more dependent on peace, brat, believe me you don't want to be weak when there is no peace" said Dead Bandage with what seemed to be regret and even a little fear of past times as his gaze darkened.

Oboro and Aizawa looked at each other in confusion and quite curious at the change in Dead Bandage's serious and stoic expression, so Oboro decided to ask...

"Dead Bandage-sensei, can you tell us about what you're talking about?" Oboro asked curiously as Dead Bandage seemed to ponder it a bit.

Dead Bandage seemed to think about the idea for a moment, but he just decided to shake his head to forget it.

"It is not something that you should know or that I want to remember, only things from the past, it is only a warning. Aizawa it is your turn to fight" said Dead Bandage seriously as Oboro walked away to sit and rest putting the subject aside and Aizawa was preparing for combat.

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At the Chrysanthemum's restaurant, Nintai was cleaning the tables and seemed a lot less energetic than usual in recent days.

Aoi realized this easily, and now that the store was empty and it was still until lunch she decided to ask.

"Nintai-senpai, is there anything bothering you lately? It will be a pleasure to hear you" Aoi said with a concerned and comforting tone from the cash register.

Nintai thought about it for a moment and decided that venting a bit by talking to Aoi was the best, to then take a chair and sit next to Aoi.

"Yes, Dory-chan got an offer from the UA director to be a hero" Nintai said calmly and with a slightly downcast tone.

"That's great Nintai-senpai, I'm sure he will be a great hero!" Aoi said quite surprised and happy by the news of Nintai.

"Maybe you're right" Nintai said still with a downcast tone making Aoi wonder a bit about her attitude.

"Nintai-senpai, is there any problem?" Aoi said with concern upon noticing Nintai's sad expression and her lack of emotion.

Nintai seemed a bit reluctant, but she decided it was best to say everything.

"I'm scared Aoi-chan, scared that something will happen to Dory-chan, scared of having to go to another funeral and be alone again" Nintai said as her hands trembled slightly with fear.

Aoi seemed a bit surprised by this, but also somewhat confused.

"But Nintai-senpai, the profession of heroes is not that dangerous" Aoi said in confusion due to the low death rate of heroes and Nintai's fearful attitude.

"Oh little Aoi, you are only 20 years old, but in my youth, a lot of horrible things happened in Japan, things that many of us still can't get over" Nintai said with a slight kind smile while Aoi looked much more confused.

"It's very relaxing talking to you Aoi-chan, I think I feel a little better already" Nintai said a little more relaxed and trying to put aside the subject about Japan's past.

Suddenly Nintai felt a hand on her shoulder and as she turned around she could see than it was Hiro, with an expression much more serious and at the same time comforting than usual.

"There is no need to fear Nintai, times have changed and for that child you are everything, and if he did not change with time, I am sure he will fulfill his promises" Hiro said with a comforting tone causing Nintai to be a little surprised and smile with understanding.

"Well I don't want to see you hang around, there's a lot to do!" Nintai said, getting up from her chair with her typical energetic attitude and then settling everything.

Aoi and Hiro only smiled slightly and were carried away by the energy of Nintai, and continued with the work.

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After class and saying goodbye to Azami, Doryoku went to Director Nezu's office again as he had instructed.

Arriving in front of the door again, Doryoku knocked on it a few times until Director Nezu told him to come in again.

Upon entering, Doryoku could see Director Nezu at his desk as well as that black-haired man from last time, also known as Last laser.

"Look young Suzuki, this will be your teacher for the next month!" Director Nezu said with quite a bit of emotion as he introduced Last laser who had a totally serious expression on his face.

"What?" was the only thing Doryoku could say at Director Nezu's words.

Basically according to what Director Nezu told him, it was a kind of internship at the UA for a month plus a kind of induction to everything needed for the heroes course.

All this planned and directed by Last laser, who will be his teacher for the next month in all aspects.

And given the abruptness and how late Doryoku was in the hero class, he will also have to attend the weekends starting tomorrow specifically.

"I'll see you tomorrow brat, I recommend you bring comfortable clothes and something for lunch" Last laser said with a serious and warning tone making Doryoku nod a little nervous.

'I didn't know that labor exploitation was part of being a hero' Doryoku thought a little worried about what he expected the next day.

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When it was night at almost 12:00 p.m. Doryoku woke up suddenly not being able to sleep very well due to nervousness from tomorrow's training with Last laser.

'I want to sleep, I curse you neurotic mind' Doryoku thought as he tiredly got up from his bed in search of a glass of water.

Doryoku always slept in shorts and a T-shirt, although his mother sometimes worried that he could get cold, but Doryoku always liked the cold a lot so he had no problem.

Doryoku walked through the hallway and into the kitchen almost like a ghost as he was used to not making any noise when he walked, something that scared his mother repeatedly when he suddenly appeared.

Doryoku came to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of cold water which woke him up a bit, and made him notice the noise of the television on in the living room.

As he got closer, Doryoku could notice that his mother left the television on and he did not turn it off as he tried to fall asleep early, something common actually.

And just as Doryoku was about to push the off button, he heard a familiar name.

"In other news, the trial for the murder of Kiyoshi Katō was held today" the news man said making Doryoku shudder to remember that day.

"The defendant known as Hasami Kotetsu, was found guilty by the court on the murder charges in addition to taking into account her mental problems" said the news man in a calm tone causing Doryoku to let out a slight sigh of relief.

"She will have to be arrested for 8 years and then supervised by a psychologist to overcome her mental problems and be reintegrated into society" said the news man still calm as Doryoku opened his eyes in shock.

'Only 8 years? That woman murdered an innocent man without remorse and will only have 8 years in prison?' Doryoku asked himself with concern and quite surprised by the legal leniency in the face of murder.

The news man kept talking about other topics, so Doryoku decided to turn off the television and walk up to his room.

'I'm not going to be able to sleep in a while' Doryoku thought as he tossed around in his bed looking for some way to sleep.

8 years, that number crossed Doryoku's mind over and over again and it only filled him with concern, but it also gave him one more reason to get stronger.

'Get strong enough to protect Okā-chan from any villain' Doryoku thought with seriousness and determination prepared for tomorrow.

And after this, Doryoku closed his eyes until the next day.