Seriously? How can you expect me to trust you when you went ghost mode on us and went on your fucking crusade? The only goddamned reason I supported your vigilantism is because I expected you would be reasonable. That trust has been lost long ago." Nezu reprimands.
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Nezu sighs, "Anyway, that wasn't my point. My point is, someone is going to show up tomorrow. They were really interested in you and want to take you in for your internship."
"Do I need to take an internship?" Izuku asks.
"Yes. Vigilantism isn't a viable resumé experience." Nezu says.
"I guess you're right." Izuku acknowledges.
"In any case. I've also talked this person into becoming a teacher under special circumstances, you will be sparring with them tommorow. Be ready." Nezu says.
"Who is this person?" Izuku asks.
"You'll study them if I tell you. You're dismissed for now." Nezu orders.
'Sheesh, really chewed you out huh?' Shura provides.
'No, if this person is reliable enough, I don't mind a leash. Besides, Nezu's right. If the kids here were under fire because of me....' Izuku drags.
'Wouldn't it be better to just have them help?' Shura asks.
'No. He'd just be sending them to die or lose their livelihoods.' Nana immediately says.
'Besides, what would their help even do? Even All-Might is slowly losing his time. The more I grow stronger, the worse his abilities seem to get. I even told him to stop the sparring and just conserve his time.' Izuku says, sighing.
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Izuku has his head down in class, his head was in pain and hands wobbly, so he'd decided to nod off.
Aizawa was probably going to yap on about some knowledge Izuku could do without and dismiss the class. He could use the downtime to get some sleep in.
Midnight bursts open the classroom door with excitement. Izuku is still blissfully napping away, since he was much used to loud noises whilst trying to nap.
"...ya?.... Midoriya?" Shoto wakes him up.
"Hmm." he grunts. "What's up?" he asks, rubbing his eyes.
"It is your turn." Shoto says, pointing at the teacher's desk.
"Ah. Thanks." He says, getting up.
After walking up to the table he notices Aizawa is sleeping in his bag.
"What was I supposed to do?" Izuku asks Midnight.
"A hero name, write one down and present it to the class." Midnight whispers to him.
"Vigilantism isn't a viable experience."
He remembers Nezu's words as he picks up the mini whiteboard.
"Sekiro, the sword saint." He says, presenting it to the class.
Midnight grimaces slightly, remembering the body she saw that day.
Todoroki raises his hand, "I have a question, doesn't the "Seki" come from one armed?" He asks.
"It does." Izuku answers.
"But you have both your arms?" Shoto asks.
"It's been cut off twice before, once permanently and once temporarily." He answers cryptically.
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Midoriya of the Dragon's Blood
Fanfic"Oh shinobi, open your eyes." These are the words a small child named Izuku remembers from his extremely vivid dream. He was wounded and hungry, which shouldn't be possible since it was just a dream, right? Follow this story as a child finds his spo...
