Izuku the Vanquisher

Chapter 58: An Invite to a Meeting

It didn't take long for the former heroine to get used to her new life (not that she was complaining about it) but once having caught on with the present, plus the fact that she was under passive surveillance, so she wasn't assigned to any mission, Kaina Tsutsumi met her old nemesis.

Boredom.

Her past life as an executioner for the Hero Public Safety Commission left her with little to no time to indulge in any hobby save for collecting cute things. Her subsequent imprisonment in Tartarus didn't help either as all prisoners were denied any sort of entertainment, but now that she was sort of free...

She was allowed to roam the entire campus, for which she was extremely thankful of, but having explored everything in the span of a week, it didn't take long for her focus to shift to his warden and his hellish teachings.

It was almost akin to the training she received in the past but incredibly more painful and Spartan. But more importantly, she was not mistaken with what she saw.

Her warden was training the students akin to a sergeant training soldiers. His conditioning covered all grounds, from physical and psychological training to classes about logistics, all types of warfare, and strategy. Essentially he was training each and every single student to be well versed in all kinds of fields, being able to cover different jobs effortlessly.

The moment she realized what she was watching she shivered, as he thought how far would the Hero Commission go with such a terrifying figure under their belt. But then she remembered his past mercenary alter ego.

Slade the Vanquisher

It was astonishing how someone so young could be able to accomplish such gargantuan tasks and remain sane, yet there was much more being hidden. Having witnessed his sheer martial ability made her understand that whatever rumors she heard while skimming the Dark Net have nothing but watered down.

For someone that spent the majority of her life assassinating people, she was shocked by how effortlessly Izuku could ignore the fact that he alone had the highest body count in the country, not letting it affect him or cloud his judgment, something that speaks leagues of his sheer will and rationality.

Even if his past was broadcast to the entire world, his mind was still a mystery that she, along with many, was trying to unwrap.

Every decision he made, every idea he had gone from borderline Machiavelli to a completely wholesome one, while at the same time they may or may not make sense.

Like when he invited her to join him training his students, telling her that assassin or not, her experience was still valuable for the future of the students, and as she didn't have anything more to do, she accepted.

From that moment on she always followed him closely, almost akin to a personal secretary, or a silent bodyguard, as ironic as it sounded. Occasionally she would spar with him to stave off the boredom.

Tsutsumi was cut out from her thoughts when a buzz echoed the entire stadium, signaling that the test ended.

Looking down, standing above a mountain of unconscious soon to be former Pro Heroes she saw in the center of the arena Izuku, holding an infantry saber on his left hand, while the other held the Pro Heroine Ubawami by her throat.

His face showed no emotion, yet she knew him well enough to read the annoyance and disappointment in his eyes.

With no ceremony she dropped her, letting her bruised unconscious body roll down to join the pile

"Serves them right" she thought giving one last look to the downed now former Pro Heroes, before leaving the spectator stands.

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