The Ninth Style: Izuku and Deku

Chapter 3. Never Doubt Talent

It took a while but the test was almost done to completion after a long winded time spent with discussions about the possibility of being expelled or getting in trouble. Izuku didn't exactly give a shit still, his mind was focused on what he was to do after today and after having such a long day of classes.

Most likely gonna go scout the area once again but who is he to do much about it, it will be his usual thing and maybe a bit more training afterwards until midnight or some thing like that. He was gonna get a proper plan before the sun's heat stopped embracing him and before anyone could ask him if he was doing anything.

Feeling a particular intent, he felt a projectile moving towards him as his hand reached out to it and grabbed it midair with no issue whatsoever, he's stopped quicker before.

"woah...."

A couple of the class said as Izuku looked at the ball on his hand and started to walk towards a circle in front of him as his thoughts continued.

(....Should I go a bit more late to Patrol? Maybe I shouldn't leave Mawata-Senpai hanging. It would waste too much time and apart from gaining a friend, i cant risk having someone of my Rogue's Gallery running free.)

"Of course you can't Midoriya."

Nana Shimura, All Might's teacher who now was standing by his side as a spectre only Izuku could see, was talking at the greenete who slightly looked at her.

"But that doesn't mean you cant be happy, and look, i know the past year has basically been save the day and train and nothing more apart from the occasional work with Toshinori but hey a couple new friends aren't bad."

"...."*sigh*(I see your point, but i think classes finish at 4pm so...)

"One time, just go get her for atleast a talk."

"...guess i could."

"What are you on about Midoriya?"

Aizawa asked the greenete while looking at him a bit cynical from the way his student was acting, but this quick mention of the greenete made him snap as he turned around and looked at the other side where throwing field was.

"Okay, so i just do it."

"Yes, go all out."

"....Why say it like that to me?"

"Because I know you haven't use your quirk at all, even in the exam you didn't seem to bother on doing so and used a metal poll to take down the robots."

"What if its because my quirk doesn't make me more powerful?"

"It would make sense, but you were able to slash through the robots with too much ease."

"And? Is not like we were dealing with some response team from Tartarus."

"Even than, those robots have taken quite the beating from stronger people in the past and dont shatter like paper mache after passing it through water, you on the other hand were making it look like that."

"...Why are you pushing in this hard?"

"There's something weird about you kid, I dont get what is this uneasiness I'm getting from you but I don't trust your word... at all."

Everyone simply stared at the two who seemed to be in quite the heated argument.

"I think the old age cynicism is hitting you Mr. Aizawa."

"Shut up Mineta, this doesn't concern you."

"Can't think is raw strenght? you have that to deal with your opponents and throw em around with your bandages."