I Don't Run An Orphanage!

Chapter 46:New Hobbies

New Hobbies(Part 1)

Netsu and Izuku were currently in the art room. For reasons, Netsu wasn't entirely sure of.

"So dad, why are we here?" Netsu asked his father curiously.

"Well, I thought of something that could serve as a hobby, and as a way to help you control your quirk." Izuku walked over to a window, and picked up a painting that was set up against it, and then turned it around so Netsu could see what it was.

It was a painting of a bird. Except it looked odd, not bad, in fact, it looked quite beautiful, but it was different from any painting Netsu had seemed before, and he was kind of entranced by it.

"This was made, using Fumage," Izuku explained, setting the painting on a stand nearby. "It's an art technique using smoke from fire to create impressions on a paper. It's essentially painting with fire."

"Woah." Netsu looked down at his hands, knowing under his gloves was fire. Capable of creating such art. "Can I do that too!?"

"Of course," Izuku told him. "That's what I brought you here for."

Izuku had several canvases nearby, as well as several stands. And he had a fire extinguisher on standby.

He was well aware of what was likely to happen. And he intended to be prepared.

"Now it's not going to be perfect," Izuku told him. "It will probably take a lot of attempts before you can even make a painting. But the more you practice, and the better you control your quirk, the better the painting will be."

Netsu nodded enthusiastically, and quickly ran up to the canvas, ready to start painting.

Izuku was aware that Fumage often employed more than just fire and smoke. But it's not like Netsu was gonna be creating a masterpiece anytime soon. So for now he would just work with his flames.

How bad could this end up?

A few attempts later.

About as bad as Izuku thought it would go.

The green-haired father was currently putting out the remains of Netsu's latest attempt with a fire extinguisher.

"Sorry, dad." Netsu apologized, looking disappointed at his string of failures. "I'm not very good at this."

"Not many people are good at things on their first try. And no one is perfect at anything on their first, second, or even third try." Izuku told his son. "Do you want to be good at this?"

"Yeah!" Netsu nodded, a look of determination blazing in his eyes.

"Then you just have to keep trying," Izuku told him, setting down the fire extinguisher. "Now, let's try another one."

New Hobbies(Part 2)

"Archery?" Fuku asked.

It was another calm day for Fukunoko, and she and Kei were having a tea party.

"Yeah! Dad set up a bunch of targets outside, with bows and arrows too!" Kei exclaimed. "The arrows aren't pointy though. They have suction cups instead! So it's completely safe!"

"O-Oh...Ok?" Fuku didn't know where this was going, but she didn't like it.

"Dad had almost everyone try it. But I missed out. The stuff is still there. And I wanna try it...but I don't want to go alone." Kei lied. "Can you go with me?"

In truth. Kei hadn't tried out archery with everyone else, because she wanted to do it with Fuku, and further, encourage her to come out of her room. And maybe try out something new.