Assassins in a Hero's world

Chapter 15: Karma go brrrrrr.

Nezu was now even more interested in this family. Karma might have claimed that he was fighting against bullies, which he believed with how corrupt this world is, but there was just something about his movement which made him think that there was more.

But they could use Karasuma as an excuse, since the man is well built. They could just write it off as him teaching the kids to defend themself, or just throw in another person.

It was a bother, but Nezu wouldn't stop till this strange gut feeling of his disappeared.

He would get to the bottom of this.

But now that he thinks back about something, wasn't there an incident in a cafe with the smaller kid? If he recalls, Aizawa said something along the lines of, he made a villain shit himself, but that was it.

And he does remember trying to get some video footage, but that cafe didn't have any cameras. Or any electrical device, other than what the workers needed to type in Orders.

He just left it at that, maybe he should ask Aizawa about it again?

"DIEEEEEEEEEEEEE---"

"AHHHHH."

Jup, they arrived in class 1A, alright.

"Die shitty Deku!" Bakugo snarled, his hands sparkling up with small explosions. He blasted himself forward, but Deku simply hit back.

It seemed like they were also training outside.

"Da---- Aizawa!" Eri exclaimed running up to the tiered man. He looked more exhausted than Karasuma when he has to deal with a few more stacks of paperwork, because Koro-sensei did something stupid. And the most impressive thing here is that Aizawa is keeping it up all year long.

Maybe a hidden Quirk of his?

But that wasn't important right now.

As Nagisa and Karma, both somewhat professional assassins were puking and screaming, inside and not verbally, at the posture and way of training. It was so ineffective.

Yes, these kids were heroes, and had to fight all the time, but if you don't have a few basic things which you can always go back to, you will be fucked. And these kids? They have a move or two, but nothing too fundamental.

Honestly, they expected more. While sure, the kids do focus on their Quirks a lot, but some would benefit from martial arts classes, or similar, so they could maximise the percentage of winning. And UA has large funds, so it would be a problem to spend some more on the hero class, to make sure they get the best out of the students.

"Nagisa and Karma! How nice to meet you guys again," Izuku beamed, with a pissy looking Bakugo behind him.

Seems like he didn't like being interrupted during a match.

"Nice to see you again, Midoriya," Nagisa smiled warmly. He recognised a few students from the cafe, and others from files Ritsu has given them.

"What a pretty girl~. Come to papa," somebody mumbled, and Nagisa guessed that it was the little twerp who was drooling all over the place. Oh how he pitied him, since he now had Karma's rage directed onto him.

Karma didn't like people drooling over Nagisa like he was some kind of anime waifu.

They tend to end up in the hospital in miraculous ways, and nobody knows why. And people have suspected Karma, but they couldn't find any proof, so the case just fell, and the creeps ended up in a small comma with either amnesia or a few phobias.

Mostly with both, but that's a topic for another time.

"Wait a minute," Iida said, "You are the people we helped! How did I only realize that now?!" It was like somebody started up his brain, he always knew that Irina-sensei was familiar, but could never point his finger at it.