Chapter 55

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In the third year's dorm at UA

Things had been kind of hectic the last few days at the UA high. After the threat the villain Dabi made, claiming that the school is going to be their next target, every student was on edge. Especially the older ones though, since they had been informed that in case of an emergency, they will be expected to fight alongside the heroes. Which, as honorable as it may sounds, it was still nerve-wracking for them.

Soon, among the school, the news about the first year's attempt to fight off a member of the league became known, as well as the fact that the villain was defeated by someone unknown. Many rumors were going around as to who this person might was, with the most popular one claiming for them to be a vigilante who decided to help the heroes.

But for a little girl with silver hair, none of this mattered. She only cared for the fact that whoever this unknown hero might was, they have saved her caretaker from death. And that was enough for her.

Now, she was sitting in the main room of the dorm of class 3-B, which was none other than Mirio's Togata class. Since Mr Aizawa was in the hospital for quite a while now, the girl needed someone to take care of her in the meantime. And, there was no one better than Lemillion, someone who the girl could trust. And, since he was still on a break from school after the loss of his quirk, he had the time to look after her.

As she was sitting, someone could distinguish that the bump like horn in her forehead seemed to have became noticeably bigger than before. This was a worrying sight for everyone and they had to be a lot of cautious when they were around her. Until at least Eraserhead returned so he could monitor her. They, for sure, didn't want the kids quirk to go on a rampage yet again.

Eri's red eyes scanned over the paper in the table in front of her. There were many colorful marks on it, made by the crayons that sat to the side, forming what looked like to be two humans. She observed her drawing, trying to think if there was anything else for her to add before it was time for her to go.

Mirio came down the stairs and walked over to her. He was wearing his usual bright smile, something that he never seemed to get rid off. Though the little girl knew that this wasn't true and that the hero in training was able to lose his smile. She had seen him herself do so after all.

"Hey Eri, what's ya doing there?". He leaned in from behind of her, taking a look at the paper. She smiled slightly. "I'm just making a drawing, do you think you c-can help me?". He beamed at her and nöd, grabbing one if the crayons and starting to fill some of the gabs just like she did.

After some time of coloring, the duo stopped, seemingly content with their creation. Eri then turned to look away from the older boy, hiding her face with her small hands. "L-lemillion?". The boy's attention turned to her as he looked at her curiously. "Yes, what is it?".

"C-can y-you h-help me w-write s-something? I-i-i am n-not too g-good at w-writing y-yet."

Mirio moved closer to her and slightly pulled the paper toward him. Taking a crayon in his hand, he glanced over to her. "Yes! Of course I can help you Eri! Just tell me what you want to write and I will do it for you!". The girl nodded gratefully at him and then proceed to point at one of the figures depicted. More specifically, the shorter one.

"This is me, so I want you to write my name over it". He immediately did so, pointing at every symbol specifically and calling out loud how it's pronounced, the girl repeating after him. After he was done, Mirio pointed at the other figure, which was noticiably taller than the other one.

"Now, who might this one be?", he asked her softly. Eri looked a bit hesitant to answer the question, but the boy already knew better than to rush her. So, giving her the space she needed, he waited for her to answer. "T-this is D-deku". The smile on his face immediately fell and a long sigh escaped his lips. The young girl avoided looking at him, so he just turned to the paper and scribbled down the name of his long now gone partner and friend.

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