The Emperor's Dragon

Communication, Communication, Communication

Not a lot moved All For One. Things other people called cute were usually weak to him. He was a person of logic. There was cause and effect, choice and consequence.

But the sight of Izuku in a business suit was -

It was adorable. Kurogiri had gone all out. In addition to finding a suit somewhere in Izuku's size overnight, he'd slicked back his son's curls. Except for the colouration, Izuku was a mini Hisashi.

Certainly the people at his office thought so.

That he had a son was a revelation to most but they had adapted. His Executive Assistant, Suke, would no doubt volunteer to babysit Izuku at any time. Not that he'd let that happen. That's what Kurogiri or even Gigantomachia were for.

Izuku sat beside him at his desk. They'd wheeled in one of the chairs from the board room for him. Hisashi was meeting with a variety of people today. Thus far they had all considered Izuku captivating but the person he was meeting next would not be affected by cuteness. He'd better not at least.

"We are meeting one of my direct employees next, my Little Dragon."

"Aren't they all your employees?" Izuku asked.

"Yes," Hisashi agreed, taking a deep breath and resting his chin on his hand as he leaned on his desk. "I have two sets of employees," he began to explain. "Those that work for my businesses, and those who work for me directly."

All For One could tell from the way Izuku looked at him that he didn't understand.

"Let's use Kurogiri as an example," Hisashi offered. "Kurogiri works directly for me. That means he does what I want him to. He doesn't have set hours. But someone like Suke works for my company."

"I don't get it," Izuku said. He knew who Suke was. Suke was Dad's Executive Assistant.

"Kurogiri never goes to work, does he?" Hisashi asked, trying to explain in another way.

"He goes to the bar," Izuku said.

"He goes to the bar, but that's for himself. The bar isn't my company is it?"

"No," Izuku agreed.

"Kurogiri works for me but not for my company. The person you are going to meet next is the same."

Izuku frowned but nodded. Hisashi could tell he still didn't get the fine details of the arrangement but he would. He sent the signal to Suke to send in his next appointment.

The door opened and Nasutto came in. "Sensei, it's go-" the man paused, looking sharply at Izuku.

"My son," Hisashi made the introduction.

"Ah, little Izuku!" Nasutto said. "It's good to finally meet you."

All For One nodded and saw Nasutto relax slightly. He'd passed the first test. Hisashi waved one hand at the couches that were in his office. "I'll get your usual report a little later. While I work on some paperwork, why don't you explain to my Little Dragon what you do for me?"

Nasutto was wise enough to recognise an order when he heard it.

"Of course," he said and then gestured for Izuku to go ahead of him.

They settled quickly on the couches and Hisashi pulled out several data tablets to read. His work was never done after all, but he did keep an ear on their conversation.

"Hi, I'm Izuku," his son introduced himself. He was looking at Nasutto curiously. Hisashi knew why. The man was one of those unfortunates who had been born with a mutant look but no actual quirk. He had dark, dappled skin and nothing else. Given it was the dappling of water, in any other era, he would have been considered to have a quirk. These days, that just wasn't enough. When Hisashi had found him, and recognised his intelligence, he'd given him a slight concealment quirk. It wasn't a strong one, like Hide Away, in fact it could be described as Hide Away's little sister but it was enough for Nasutto to gain social acceptance. Which was the entire point.