Blue | My Hero Academia

Four

"You want me to do what?" I asked in confusion.

"My husband...I believe he's having an affair. We have a three-year-old son together but he just seems so distant now." The woman explained.

"I have a policy. If it doesn't interest me, I won't do it..." I leaned back into the chair and sipped on my drink.

"I'll pay you double." I grinned. "Now you're talking."

•••

I stuffed my hands into my pockets as I walked into the motel I had booked. It was across from an elegant restaurant and attached to it was a hotel where I caught the majority of the cheating scandals.

This of course would be another easy case and my quirk wasn't even needed half the time with these.

I walked into the motel and began setting my stuff up. It's been a couple of months since the run-in with All Might, or who I call Toshinori.

My grandfather had also been showing some progress in recovery, at least that's what his doctor told me.

The sound of my phone ringing cut me out of my thoughts. "Toshinori. What do I owe this pleasure?" I sat on the window seal gazing down at the people.

"Hello Y/n, just checking on some things." He cleared his throat.

All might, also known as Toshinori Yagi. I consider him as my parole officer who as he says 'keeps me in check'.

I honestly had no intention of having a babysitter but at the time I was under investigation myself as a few pros believed I worked for a group of criminals.

I didn't particularly work for anyone. I was merely someone that anyone could request to find information on someone.

Now it wasn't intentionally my go to but the flashy hero stuff or the hurting innocent people thing just wasn't for me.

So I worked for myself.

But once they confirmed my intentions, with the help of All Might. He still wanted me to have check-ins, in case I had run into trouble or in any case shared his identity.

"Are you finally going to give me that assignment or are you still stalling number one?" I asked.

The assignment in question was the group of criminals who the pros had originally believed I was associated with.

"Now Y/n, you know I will give you the information when I see fit-"

"Yeah, I know I know." I placed the phone down and put in my earpiece. "So why did you call?"

I observed the woman's husband enter the restaurant with a woman. His arm was wrapped closely around her waist.

'Snap.' I took a photo with my scope that printed off a high-quality picture.

"I'm sure you heard about what happened at the USJ." He trailed off. Within the few months, All Might had become a teacher at the hero school UA.

"Yeah, I did. I'm glad the students are ok. How's Eraserhead?" I asked sincerely. He sighed.

"He's in recovery, thirteen is also recovering well." I took another snapshot as the man whispered in the woman's ear.

"The sports festival is coming up-"

"Wait. You guys are still hosting it? Is it safe for your students?" I asked in slight disbelief. "If the villains just attacked the USJ, what makes you think they won't make themselves known at the festival?"

"Principal Nezu said that it would be a great way to show the villains and the public that the incident didn't affect us the way they wanted it to." He explained.

The man and woman finished the dinner halfway and slightly rushed to the elevator indicating they were going to the hotel.

"I guess his reasoning always makes sense in a way," I mumbled. "So is that all?"

"No, actually I need you to go the sports festival-"

"You're shitting me? You want me to watch a bunch of kids?" I had plans for tomorrow. Well, stalking people for money plans.

"Not the kids, We need you to watch the crowd. We'll pay you for your time there but don't cause any scenes. You are just there to spectate the crowd."

"Fine, I'll be there." I sighed. "Ok thanks Y/n, we will see you there."

I ended the call and looked at the cheating husband. His wife was a beautiful woman and him sleeping with this side fling made me sick to my stomach.

These photos were enough alone to prove he was cheating on the poor woman.

I sighed and began packing my stuff. I slipped the printed photos into an envelope and exited the motel.