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-| beach situation |-

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[N]'s vibrant eyes cautiously examines rows of high quality merch of the number one hero All Might - sitting upon the shelves of a glass sealed cabinet on the fair left corner of his office.

[N] found himself thinking of the poor bird he spotted the other day, the animal probably having been smacked by a drone from the noises of mechanical buzzing followed by screams of terror. he didn't even get the chance to hear All Might finish his conversation with some mystery person.
however, [N]'s thoughts promptly drifts to the few food commercials he watched yesterday, and on his way to work. all that was shown looked irresistibly appetising.

a soft knock coming from the white office door, causes [N] to turn his body away from the cabinet and stand to face the door. "come in." [N] softly lulled with his gentle tone. the door instantly opens to reveal a young woman bowing before stepping in, closing the door behind her.

this tall woman has most of her black hair tied back in a messy ponytail, with long side bangs reaching past her shoulders. she the wore the standard black suit almost all members of the HPSC wore. her most notable feature, was a horizontal scar across her face.

"sir, there's been an urgent request regarding the Takoba Municipal Beach Park." the woman tells the man when handing over a sheet of paper with both her clammy hands.

"is the Hero Association breathing down our necks again? have they not been told that a specialised team would be sent to deal with the clean up process? why not hand over this situation to Madam President herself?" [N] wanders, his presumed complaints conflicting with his unwaveringly calm voice, and placid smile plastered on his face at all times. [N] takes the paper and callously places it on his desk; not bothering to skim through the information.

"Madam President is highly occupied with other urgent matters that require her upmost attention. so this task was immediately entrusted with you, sir." the young woman explains with her voice wavering at the last phase, [N] gently places his hands behind his back.

"i see then. who is the person who has sent in the request regarding the cleaning operation?" [N] asked.

"apparently it's from pro hero All Might." the woman responds, [N]'s enigmatic eyes sparkle with a glimmer of intrigue.

"this has caught my interest. you may leave now, Michiko." [N] dismisses the woman. Tendō Michiko bows before existing the office a bit too eagerly.

"aurrghh! gives me the creeps whenever he uses my first name..." Michiko mutters with an uncontrollable bodily shudder. the woman was rather intimated and a bit perturbed by her superior's supposedly eerie demeanor.

...

in the back of a familiar armed vehicle, [N] quietly munched on the burger he got from [fast food restaurant]. he was looking out the window while eating; soon taking a sip of a large cup full of [cool drink] through a red straw.

the vehicle comes to a stop at a parking near Takoba Municipal Beach Park. [N] steps out the car after his bodyguards and instantly spots the pile of waste when walking closer towards the beach park.

"All Might, it was quite surprising reading your request on dealing with the situation of Takoba Beach. when do you think you will finish cleaning up the place?" [N] keenly asked when walking up to the pro hero, smiling ear to ear - which was a very unusual occurance for the man.

"mister [N]--!"

"[N]. just call me [N]." the [h/c] haired man interjects and there is a minute moment of awkward silence.

"uhh-- alright then..." All Might stammers at the sudden outburst. "i'm also quite surprised to see you out here personally on the beach. here to personally oversee another crime scene involving me?"

"i came to investige the matter involving the clean up process with this beach. moreover, to see how you are going to manage all this on your own." [N] explained when walking past All Might, directing his gaze over at the shoreline accompanied by heeps of garbage.

"ah, well you see, i managed to get a volunteer to help me with the clean up. i believe we should be finished within ten months." All Might tells the other man, agitated and confident.

"surely you could get this all done in a smaller time frame, if you were to do it on your own. you are number one after all." [N] remarks and All Might sheepishly rubs the back of his neck.

"well... you see--" All Might's stammering is put to a stop when rapid footsteps upon the sand grows louder and louder. "All Might! sorry i'm late! i'm ready to start.... huh?" Midoriya gives a puzzled look towards [N] and his bodyguards.

"so i am guessing this is the person volunteering to help you with the clean up? is there going to be more people joining? surely more than dozens of your fans would be more than eager to volunteer." [N] questions All Might while looking up and down at Midoriya's appearance.

the young boy looks over at All Might, confused on what was going on. All Might just gave him a look akin to signalling for the boy to follow along his lead and not to worry.

"no i'm not expecting any more people joining us regarding the situation. he's the only helping me." All Might answered, preparing to give his best excuse to his one and only volunteer.

"hmm. may i perhaps get the name of the boy kind enough to help All Might?" [N] asked a question with his habitual lulled voice. his spiralled eyes intensely gazing into Midoriya's virescent eyes.

the young teen audibly gulps; feeling as if [N] was effortlessly peering into his very soul with liberty. "my name is Midoriya Izuku, sir. it's a really a pleasure to meet you mister [N]."

"likewise," [N] responds before turning his attention to All Might within a heartbeat, "since everything is sorted here, i will be taking my leave now."

[N] unhurriedly walks off with his bodyguard's following suite. "i expect this beach to be squeaky clean within ten months."

...

"you're twenty minutes late, [N]. please do take your job as COO seriously. you'll be demoted, or fired at this rate if this continues." Madam President chastises the young man walking up to her at the main entrance of the U.A school building. "if you had wasted anymore time, i would've ended up going in your place."

"i do apologise for my late arrival. i had an urgent matter to tend to." [N] vaguely responds when walking past his superior to enter the building. Madam President only stood in place and watched [N] with a cynical stare.

[N] walks along the vast corridors of the school, eventually finding the principal's office on his own and letting himself in without a knocking to alert his presence to whoever is inside. once the door is opened all the way, [N] is met with the sight of Principal Nezu sitting on of the sofas surrounding a coffee table - a tea set laid out with the Principal himself enjoying a cup of tea.

"good morning mister [N]! come on in and take a seat! care for some tea?" Nezu gleefully greets the young man.

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