It had been a few weeks since you rescued the blond, red-eyed boy. While you hadn't thought much about him, the idea of being closer to Deku and keeping a watchful eye on him began to occupy your thoughts.
Setting up a new nest between U.A. and Izuku's house, you kept a low profile, mostly staying in the forest outside the school. The warm day and shining sun tempted you to sunbathe, prompting you to rise from your resting spot. As Deku approached from school, accompanied by a brown-haired girl, you narrowed your eyes, sensing his discomfort. Instinctively, you became invisible, ready to intervene.
Listening in as the girl complimented Deku's quirk, you rolled your eyes and reached out, wrapping your claws around him and lifting him off the ground. He yelped and struggled, but the situation became clearer as you heard their conversation. The girl was gushing about his quirk, and you decided to make yourself visible again.
Ignoring their initial shock, you glared at the girl, becoming visible once more. As the commotion attracted other students and even teachers, a teacher with a white scarf approached calmly. "Let Midoriya go, beast," he said. Unyielding, you bared your teeth and asserted, "I will not. He is for me to protect."
Aizawa, the teacher, showed understanding. "That's what we want, too. He's one of my students." Loosening your grip slightly, you sighed and set Izuku down. Aizawa introduced himself, and you reciprocated with a touch of your muzzle to his palm. "Y/n," you replied. Apologizing to Izuku for the scare, you assured him that you were around if needed and headed towards the forest.
However, your departure was interrupted as Nezu, the school's principal, and other teachers confronted you. They asked about the incident with the slime and acknowledged your role as a guardian for Izuku. Despite being labeled as "beast," you remained nonchalant. Nezu apologized for any unfriendliness, and you, in turn, acknowledged that they were okay but preferred to keep a low profile. With that, you flickered away from the scene.
A smile lingered on your lips, knowing that your little broccoli was safe. You couldn't shake off the desire to look after him, promising to do so until the end of time.
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