The Emperor's Dragon

Help People Help Themselves

"Shit Chui! You're ripped!"

"What?" Izuku looked around. The rest of the boys in his class were turning to face him. They were at PE, which for Management students was held in the morning. The facilities were used for the General Studies students in the afternoon.

"Fuck man, you are!"

Izuku looked down at his abdomen. He knew he was muscled but then he looked at his classmates. They had... no definition. "I like to keep in shape," he said, turning away.

This had happened before. Once he started working out with Gigantomachia he'd developed muscles and the kids at his Middle School had commented. He knew the best thing to do was to ignore it.

He didn't get to work out with Gigantomachia as much as he used to. He could only see the giant of a man once a week but he made the best of it. And in the meantime he went jogging and had found a gym he could use. They had some high strength machines which were good. It meant he could work out with his quirks if he wanted. He just had to be a bit careful to make sure he wasn't observed being too strong. So no double quirks. That was a bit annoying. He could tell he was losing stamina, despite his efforts not to.

"That's a bit more than keep in shape, Chui," someone said.

"Nah!" Someone else said. "That's why Zellia is so hot."

The rest of the teens laughed. Izuku froze. What did they mean? Wait, no, he knew what they meant but... he wasn't interested. Zellia was nice enough he supposed but...

Oh god... is that what she meant when she said she'd share anything?

"Yeah but she's gotta get through hero girl."

"And support girl," someone else said.

Again the teens laughed. Izuku wondered how he should respond. It didn't matter what he said because he knew it would be taken in the wrong way. But he also knew if he claimed Ochaco and Mei were just friends then they'd always bring it up. He had to say something else. So he turned back to his classmates as he pulled on the shirt of his PE uniform. He gave them a bland look as he ran one hand through his light blue hair. He let his look morph into a cocky smile and Izuku realised he should have kept the shirt off if he really wanted to pull this off, but it was too late now.

"Ochaco will be the first Hero signed to my company," he told them. "And Mei will be my support specialist," he announced.

They might be new to the management of heroes but most of them had studied existing companies before they got here. They knew that the best hero agencies had inhouse support specialists.

Thankfully his flat announcement broke through the sexual innuendo they had been spreading.

"And you'll be able to manage them all?" Someone chuckled.

Izuku sighed knowing that he hadn't quite pulled it off so he might as roll with the feeling. It would only be here. He knew that. If it was another class it would spread but these guys were devoted to management, not innuendo. Or at least, it would only be in the locker room. "I think I've got the stamina," he announced, letting the cocky smile back on to his features.

The other teens stared for a moment and Izuku snorted, laughing in their faces. It was a good way of breaking the tension.

"We'd better get ready," he said into the silence. "Otherwise, Mr Mokuzai will have us running drills."

That elicited a groan from the rest of the class but Izuku was pleased when they all turned back to getting changed. He shook his head slightly before he stopped. He knew what his dad would say but... this was normal and that was good. This is what dad wanted to experience.