Dead Hero's Heart

Chapter 68

As Present Mic voiced the question that many of the heroes were thinking about, the majority of the pros found themselves making known their interest to get an answer as well. It wasn't a surprise that among them was also Endeavor, the current number one hero. It was common knowledge at this point to everyone inside the room that after his recently acquired Quirkless status, he had been forbidden from taking part in any kind of hero work. Now away from the battlefield and with the danger of the LOV attacking at any moment, the hero had been keeping his eyes open in search for any potential recruit who could take his part in protecting the country. Apparently, the person responsible for the rescue must have caught his interest.

Seeing all of their reactions, Nezu couldn't help but let a grin form to his lips. Izuku knew what that meant and in all honesty, he felt kind of anxious. He tried to make himself relax, getting continuesly reminded of Nana's words. There was nothing for him to worry about. That's what he kept saying to himself. A conforming hand was suddenly placed to his shoulder and it got him to snap out of his upset state. His eyes quickly averted to the side, from where the arm came, to be met with the kind blue eyes of his mentor. The boy let a small smile spread across his lips, only now realizing how much he had missed the courage that he felt whenever looking into these glowing eyes.

All Might gave him a small nod. Even now, when he was in his skeleton like form, that move seemed to hold so much power. And in all honesty, that was what Midoriya needed at the moment to reassure himself. Someone that would be there for him and stand up for him if something was to go wrong. And since Uraraka couldn't be there for him, Toshinori was the one who was going to take the young girls place. Slowly, he let his shoulders fall down, now allowing to his tense body to calm down. It actually felt kind of refreshing for him to do so. Seeing his successors change in posture, the man felt himself also relax and turned to look forwards again.

All Might's eyes locked with Endeavor's, the hero seemingly having taken notice of the whole exchange which to his eyes seemed nothing less than strange. The retired pro didn't bother to give an answer to his questioning looks this time. He even downright ignored them, even when he noticed the rise on his old classmates fury. Nezu was going to explain everything in just a moment after all. And the current number one could satisfy then his never ending need for answers.

The principal was ready to give an answer, but before that, he glanced behind him. He took a look at the boy, analyzing him to make sure that he hadn't changed his opinion on the matter. That he wasn't going to run off the moment his name was mentioned. Not that it would really change anything. He would tell the heroes either way. It would have been good, though, for him to be there. In case that some of the people present find it hard to believe him about Midoriya's condition. He had come to realize pretty soon into the meeting that he wasn't surrounded by the brightest of men and women.

Satisfied with the sight of the determined young man behind him, the creature turned to stare at the rest of the heroes, his sadistic grin always present making many of them feel unconfortable. "Thank you for making that question Yamada! As I see many of you here were wondering the same. No wonder though! So, as many of you had already imagined, a person had actually helped our student escape. But, before I reveal their identity to you, I will have to inform you that they are also our 'edge' against their LOV!"

Before anyone could react to his words, a hand was shot up. Everyone turned to look at the direction in which the students were seating, many visibly bothered by the fact that one of them dared to interrupt the principal when he was going to reveal such an important information. Seeing that, Iida bowed in front of everyone, hopping to excuse himself and show that he truly felt bad for his action. Though his hand still remained up, hopping to ask whatever he had considered important enough that it couldn't wait for another moment.