How did I get here again...? [Muichiro Fem!Reader × Mha]

~A new sword,..? How convenient,..~

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Currently, you sat with your three classmates, a bed each, in a hospital in Hosu. You weren't paying attention to any of what they were discussing with each other, but all you knew is that you were told to go into their room, since someone wanted to talk to you all. Your arm was bandaged up due to the stabs from last night. The only thing on your mind was your sword. How were you supposed to get a new one? Where would you get a new one? How did it even get so chipped if you purposely made sure to not get it into that shape in the first place? Questions spun around in your mind until your name was called.

"Tokito, about your sword-," Midoriya was cut off by the opening of the door. "G-Gran Torino!"
"Kids, I've got plenty of complaints for all of you, but you have a visitor." The old hero said, allowing everyone's attention to divert to the tall figure at the door. "Hosu's chief of police, Kenji Tsuragamae."
The other males began to stand up, but the chief guy stopped them.
"You all must be the U.A students who brought down Hero killer, yes?" He began. "Regarding the Hero killer we arrested,... he had many serious injuries, burns and broken bones. He is receiving treatment under strict guard." Tsuragamae went on. "Since you are U.A students, I'm sure you already know that when superpowers were still becoming the norm, the police gave great importance to leadership and standards and made sure that quirks weren't used as weapons.

"Then the profession of 'hero' came in to fill the gap. For someone's use of power that can easily fatally harm others, actions that would usually be denounced to be accepted is thanks to early heroes who followed the rules of the job. Even up against the Hero killer, for the three of you to cause injury with your quirks without specific instructions from your guardians is a violation of the rules." You noticed how he only said 'three' and not 'four'. You guessed that the chief guy was told about your situation, as he also mentioned how they were using quirks and you didn't have one.

"The three of you and the Pro heroes, Endevour, Manual and Gran Torino must receive strict punishment."
"Three,.." You heard Ida mumble under his breath, as he looked over at you, probably realising that you were the one left out.
"Wait a minute." You could hear the frustration in the half and half boy's voice. "If Lida didn't do anything in the first place, the hero Native would've been killed." He began to raise his voice with every word. "If Midoriya hadn't come, then both of them would've been killed! No one had known that Hero killer showed up. You might as well be saying that we should follow the rules and watch those people get killed." Todoroki was about to step forward but broccoli boy stopped him.

"Are you saying that as long as it turns out alright, it's okay to change the rules?" The chief guy spoke, but you didn't like thinking of the situation the way he said it.
"Isn't a hero supposed to save people?" The hero's son retaliated.
"The point is that you all are not yet fully heroes." Tsuragamae responded. "Oh my goodness, what are you being taught by U.A and Endevour,..."

"What exactly are they preparing for then?" You asked aloud, louder than expected, having eyes turn your way. "Oh, sorry. Just continue."
"Miss (Y/N), you must also understand that they are not allowed to attack villains unless under the specific instructions of a guardian at this moment in their life." Spoke the police chief. "You are not old enough nor given any sort of title to suppose you can."
"You-," And you refuse to think over what the red and silver haired male said as he marched over to where Tsuragamae stood.
Gran Torino put his arm up to block the male. "Hang on, hear him out 'till the end."

"That was the final opinion from the police." The chief continued. "The punishment and everything such would only happen if this was made public. If it were, you'd all be applauded by the public, but you all would not be able to escape to punishment." Your classmates' eyes all widened as you sat with your usual face. "However, if not made public, the burn scars and deep wounds would support Endeavor and Miss (Y/N) being the one's who saved the day."
"Sure, I am the one who did those slashes, but I wouldn't want to take credit for something I didn't do alone." You spoke, while Todoroki and Ida stared at you confused for a few seconds.
"I respect your decision." Said the chief. "In that case, it would only be Endeavor, and there were very few witnesses.

"Which one will you choose? Personally, I don't want to be the one to find difficulty in promising the younger ones due to one big mistake."
"Anyways, we'd need to take responsibility for our negligence when we were supposed to be supervising you." Sighed Manual, you and Lida's own internship hero. You began to loose interest in what they were saying and fell half asleep, deciding nothing left to say was that important anyways.

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Fortunately for you, you were able to heal pretty quickly, but since you were fine, you had to go finish your internship. Whilst you were still at the hospital, Midoriya was told how your blade broke and apologised many times for it, but you understood that it wasn't his fault. When the full week had finally passed, you came back to the train station to meet the crying figure of Midnight. Although everything seemed okay, you still needed to mend your sword somehow, but you had no idea on how to. Soon enough, it was time to go back to school, but for the first time, you didn't bring your weapon with you.

You came into school late that day, since you over-slept and what made everything more unusual for you was that the weight of your blade wasn't there. As you opened the door of your class, your home room teacher stood there and told you that everyone was doing their basic training. You were about to head off until he stopped you.
"Tokito, you can sit out if you want." Mr Aizawa began. "I heard about your sword."
"I'll probably just do that then." You answered, approaching the field were the rest of your class was.

When you reached, you found out that it had ended, due to you walking slower than usual. As you were about to just turn back, a hand was placed on your shoulder. You looked to see Yaoyorozu, wearing a half guilty face.
"Um, Tokito, can I talk to you after class?" She asked.
"Sure, not that I have anything else to do." She smiled a bit and then nodded before walking off to walk with Jiro. It was then you were reminded of her behaviour prior to this.

'I wonder what she has to say.'

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"So, what is it?" You currently stood in an empty hallway with the golden light of the soon setting sun. Your classmate stood opposite you, holding something behind her back. Yaoyorozu bit her lip nervously before handing you a neatly presented note book. You flicked through it, until you found something that caught your interest. "My sword?" She nodded.
A few nicely drawn sketches with labels all over decorated the pages as you began looking through it. Your eyes widened for a moment when you saw a piece of text in there, talking about you when you were back in the Taisho era, clearly meaning she's done a lot of research, but one thing made you even more curious.

"Even if you did look through the most advanced textbooks," You started. "there's no way you could've gotten such detailed labels and sketches of my blade."
"That's one of the reasons I wanted to talk to you." She bowed her head. "I'm sorry."
"Why?" She was silent for a moment.
"B-because, I- ur, I took your sword whilst you were asleep in class,..." You stood still for a moment, wandering what to think. "B-but before you get upset!" She wailed her hands around a bit. "Let me explain."

"The first time I saw your sword and the way you moved, you reminded me of when I once read on the nine Hashiras in the Taisho period. The one you specifically reminded me of was the mist hashira." Yaoyorozu explained. "I also remember it saying something about how they would need to get a new blade every now and then and thought the same for you and since your sword looked quite similar to the way the descriptions described it, I assumed it might have been of the same material.

"But as you said, I couldn't get much detailed information on its looks from the books alone, so I stole your sword. I am very sorry and I'll be sure to ask next time." Next time? It was then when everything clicked for you and you understood the main reason why she wanted to talk with you.
"Your ability is creation, right?" You asked her. She nodded in reply. "So you were planning on making me a new one?"
"Yeah, again, I'm really sorry for chipping it,.."
"It was going to break at some point anyways." You shrugged. "It's better you were able to get enough information on it to be able to recreate it." You smiled slightly. "Thank you."

Yaoyorozu's eyes widened at the sight of the expression on your face.
"Your face,.."
"What about it?"
"I've never seen you do anything other than your usual one!"
"Huh,"

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