A muscular green haired 35 year old man woke up and got it of his king sized bed, then stretched as he prepared for a new day in his life, this is Izuku Midoriya one of the richest men in Japan and the owner of the Shield Tech company.
Izuku went to the bathroom and yawned as he looked at the mirror, he looked terrible, he had dark bags under his eyes and his hair was messy indicating that he hasn't got much sleep last night which was an understatement to say the least.
Izuku took a shower and brushed his teeth before putting on new clothes and going out of his room, he walked through the halls of the huge mansion he lives in, he went to the huge dining room and sat on the table.
Izuku Midoriya or as people know him Dekiru Komori is a business man that owns a company that specialized in building support items for both heroes and civilians, also creating weapons for the military and police force to contain vilains of all kinds, this made him one of the richest people in Japan and maybe the world but the praise for the creation of most things of the company goes to his partner in business and life.
"Good morning!!" said a blond woman with blue eyes, she was in her thirties and wears glasses, her name is Melissa Shield or to be accurate Melissa Komori since they were married for about 10 years now and thanks to this beautiful woman and her brilliant mind his company was as successful as it is and that's why the company was named Shield Tech
"Good morning" Izuku responded with a sigh and his wife giggled
"A rough night?" Melissa asked and Izuku nodded "At least you didn't get any injuries tonight" Melissa said and Izuku nodded again
If you're wondering why would he get hurt in the night the answer is simple, in a super human society a quirkless person can't be a hero so Izuku settled for the next best option, vigilantism which ironicly he isn't commiting since vigilantism is using a quirk to fight villains so he was actually doing a legal job, as he debuted in his 20, he started with small crimes but eventually moved to battling powerful villains and criminal organizations and saving people under the name of Green Shadow.
After he started he met Melissa and she asked to help him in his work, she was the only person to discover his true Identity and even real name, he relented since her skills with hacking and building support items and gadgets would be vital, her code name in work is Oracle and she proved to be a valuable ally and partner, they lived together just as friends but eventually ended up dating and getting married and that was 10 years ago and they were actually happy together.
"So you going to watch the Entrance Exam and see potential students?" Melissa asked and Izuku nodded again and sighed in frustration
"Yes even though I don't see the point" he answered in a grumpy tone and his wife giggled againIf you're wondering what exam it's the U.A entrance exam and he going to watch because he's a teacher and has been for the past 5 years, if you're wondering how the actual Hell a vigilante can teach in a hero school the answer is simple, the damn rat who happens to be the principal of the school bullied him into working there with blackmail and non stop calls, he even got Melissa on his side in the matter so he just resigned, at least he can run his class however he likes so he can get rid of anyone who isn't fit for heroism.
A butler in a fancy suit came with their food, it was the only worker there since neither Izuku nor Melissa liked having a lot of workers
"Good morning master Izuku and mistress Melissa, I brought your breakfast" Melissa smiled and Izuku nodded in acknowledgement
This is Alfred a butler that works for Melissa originally and when she moved in he automaticly started working for Izuku too, he was actually a trusted ally and his healing quirk was very useful to Izuku in many situations when he got hurt during his work
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Green Shadow
FanfictionIzuku Midoriya couldn't be a hero so he became a vigilante, after 10 years he finds himself a teacher in the most prestigious hero school in Japan, 5 years of teaching didn't prepare him for the problem children that seemed to be cursed and destined...