The Ninth Style: Izuku and Deku

Chapter 1. I Made a Mistake

With a new day dawning him, he didn't exactly have much to do with himself right now as he walked along the streets with the rising sun behind him. His coffee was tightly gripped in his hand as he ate a chocolate cookie with cocoa based dough to run on something.

His shift went for longer than he expected and he traveled from almost one corner of the country to another one chasing down one motherfucker that pissed him off and had the balls to escape him.

Deku was angry about this.

He didn't want to see the face of a criminal because he would most likely bash him into a puddle of blood if they even attempt to escape him once again like that one did and all he could do was ask for a proper rest.

The people walking along the street spotting the vigilante were either surprised to the sighting or just doing the daily routine while walking pass him.

"Morning Deku."

"Morning Mr. Taruki, How's the grandkid?"

"Doing pretty well." *giving a glass of milk to the kid near him.*

"Morning mate, long night?"

"You would not believe me if i told you Jack."

"Ooh, so no sleep?"

"Sadly."

"Hey, Deku! my cameras caught someone trying to break in, you wouldn't mind to look into it?"

"Not really, just let me get like an hour of sleep."

"Sure man, have a good rest."

It is surprising to no one who has lived in this place for the past 11 months about the people's reaction to the vigilante walking among them in the street. Those surprised comes mostly to them seeing him more energetic in other periods of time where he's jumping along buildings, using a black substance emanating from his body to swing around, seemingly flying from time to time and even dodging projectiles like nothing.

He's known all over Japan but even better known on Mustafu as "The Hauler of Shizuoka", a Vigilante who seemingly doesn't get arrested and is always doing good deeds for everyone in town.

Ever since his first appearance, Deku has been of major help in town by becoming someone who helps on the smallest of tasks causing a couple of stores to improve or recover from financial ruin, not only that but he has gathered quite the fanbase to the point he made it into the Hero BIllboard Chart JP of this year ranking almost as high as Miruko.

When police appears, he blitzes out of sight before anyone can do much about him and seemingly doesn't like being credited as said by him after one of the only interviews the News have gotten of him.

He's really happy with what he is, fully accepting this part of his life which he never thought was possible in the first place but here he is, being considered as a great hero across an entire prefecture.

"How am i not considered a public enemy?"

Deku asked to himself while taking a sip from his coffee as his green mask covered him and his metalic respirator hanged low so he could drink said coffee in peace without issue.

"By this point I think i'm just doing too much that is gotta be kinda hard for them to just do sommething like this and think they can call it a day....God please be that and not that they are waiting to like get some of my DNA and just demolish me once they learn who I am."

The mind of the vigilante thought about it for a second before letting it go by and continuing his walk into a random alleyway before suddenly vanishing while inside of it.