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Izuku sat on his bed, he was waiting for father's order since he had warned him that he'll be getting a mission that'll take long to complete.
He was sketching someone on paper, just to pass time. The female he was drawing felt familiar, long hair tied at the back, long sleeved shirt with an apron over it and a skirt that was down to her knees.
As he inspected the drawing, it definitely seemed familiar.. but he couldn't place his finger on it, shrugging he tossed the pad of paper to the desk near the large king sized bed that he and Jeremy shared.
Yeah, they might not have been born brothers but they really fucking acted like it. Getting along, annoying each other, getting mad for no reason, fighting for no reason then getting along as if nothing happened. Pretty nice.
Over the years, Izuku forgot bits of his past before being an Agriche, he still remembers his year long life before being found by Roxana and Jeremy but anything before that was a little blurry.
He remembers hating everything about his old life but other than that hatred, he couldn't really recall anything else. Sighing, he decided his past wasn't worth the headache of trying to remember.
*Knock* *Knock*
"Come in" Izuku said, his palms resting behind his head. Jeremy was out doing doing only god knows what during his mission so Izuku was left alone to wait.
"Y-Young master, the h-head is calling for you"
A maid, a few years younger than him said. She was new and clearly scared, Izuku rolled his eyes. He wonder why she was hired, she was clearly unfit. All Agriche children are subjected to different types of education such as poison consumption, beast taming, weapon training, etc.
All Agriche children were encouraged to enjoy inflicting torture and honestly, once you get the hang of it. It's quite enjoyable. All of these factor to his theory of the girl, she won't survive for more than two weeks at best, probably less.
Grabbing the girl's neck, he lifted her up with a dead look in his eyes "Look me in the eyes when you speak next time." he spoke firmly, letting her go and walking to his father's study.
Izuku stood straight, looking at his father's back who was smoking a cigar. Lant huffed before turning around to look at his son.
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FanfictionBNHA x The way to protect the female lead's older brother (Manhwa). ------- Why was his sister gifted but he was kicked to the curb.. to be sold off and never to be seen again in Musutafa. Trying to survive against the odds, his lies and technique c...