The next iron man

What happens next

Previously

Just then the door opened and the girls dropped to the floor surprising Izuku "W-whats going" asked Izuku as he helped them get up "Well it's exactly what you think" said Mei as izuku looked at them "Are you guys sure" asked Izuku as they nodded "Well can I ask what did the trick because I have no idea," asked Izuku as he didn't know what he did to make them want to date him. The girls just giggled as they told him that he treated them well and helped whenever they were in need "So what do you say Izuku" asked Ochako "Well I guess I have to work harder to find a cure" said Izuku as they were happy.

Now

"Have you guys eaten yet?" Izuku asked, his voice laced with casual curiosity as he looked over at his friends.

"We were just about to grab a bite, but Mei texted us to come here instead," Ochako replied a casual smile on her face, her right hand playfully tucked behind her head.

Izuku chuckled softly at their changes in plans, his mind already whirring with thoughts of breakfast. After a few moments in the kitchen, the delightful aroma of pancakes sizzling on the griddle, accompanied by the enticing scent of eggs and crispy bacon, filled the air. The sound of utensils clinking and laughter echoed as they all enjoyed the hearty meal together. Once their plates were cleared and the last bites savored, it was time for class to begin.

"Alright, see you guys later," Izuku said, a friendly wave of farewell as he watched them head toward the elevator. The doors slid open, and Mei glanced back with a cheerful smile. "See you later!" she called out as she pressed the button, sending them upwards to the support course.

Izuku stood there for a moment, a satisfied grin on his face. "Okay, Jarvis, what side project do I have to tackle to pass the time?" he inquired, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.

(I would recommend filing project number 10, sir) Jarvis's calm, measured voice responded.

"File 10? Sure, show me everything," Izuku replied, enthusiasm bubbling within him. Suddenly, vivid blueprints materialized on the holographic table, glowing with potential. "Right, this looks promising. Huh, what's this?" he murmured, his brow furrowing as he clicked on one of the files. As it opened, he caught a glimpse of the project details. "Jarvis, can you put this one in my file for me?" he asked, anticipation in his voice.

(Right away, sir) Jarvis replied without hesitation.

Izuku stepped away from the holographic table, and with a flick of his wrist, he opened another blueprint, eager to see what ideas were waiting for him. "Alright, Jarvis, get the materials ready," he instructed, already brainstorming how the project would take shape.

(Already done, sir)Jarvis confirmed smoothly.

With determination in his stride, Izuku made his way to the nearby workbench. He secured his trusty work belt, filled with an array of tools, around his waist. Head held high, he entered the workshop, ready to dive into the creative process.

Meanwhile at U.A. High School, the cafeteria buzzed with the lively chatter of students seated at various tables. Momo sat at a corner table, her gaze curious as she leaned forward slightly. "So, Izuku never took you guys on any proper dates?" she asked, an eyebrow raised.

Mei, who was sketching designs on a napkin, replied with a thoughtful pout, "Well, we did have one date when we worked together to create Jarvis."

Ochako, who was munching on her lunch, smiled skeptically. "I don't think you can really call that a date," she said, tilting her head playfully.

Melissa, sitting next to her, chimed in, her demeanor more serious. "Isn't a date supposed to be about bonding with the other person?"

Momo nodded, contemplating Melissa's words. "I suppose whether something is a date really depends on their perspective," she mused.

Ochako shifted the topic, her expression now more serious. "So, any news about the cure? Is there any way we can help?"

Mei and Melissa exchanged faint smiles, a mix of hope and despair evident in their eyes. "So far, there's been nothing new," Mei replied softly, her shoulders slumping slightly. "We appreciate the offer for help. If anything changes, we'll definitely let you know."

As the conversation drifted, the sudden sound of the school bell echoed through the cafeteria, signaling the end of lunch. The students began to gather their things and head towards their respective classes.

Once in the classroom, Aizawa stood at the front, his usual nonchalant demeanor contrasting sharply with the excitement in the air. "Alright, listen up," he announced, a hint of authority in his voice. "In a few weeks, we'll be going on a trip, so make sure your parents sign the permission slips."

With the lesson beginning soon after, the room filled with the rustling of papers and shifting chairs, as anticipation lingered in the air.

**Timeskip: Izuku's Lab**

In the depths of his lab, illuminated only by the warm glow of the work lights, Izuku toiled away late into the night. The air was filled with the faint scent of metal and the crackling sound of the blowtorch as he expertly maneuvered it, his face shielded by a protective mask. He was in his own world, the rhythm of his work accompanied by the music blasting from his speakers.

But suddenly, the upbeat playlist came to a pause as Mei took control of the speakers, eager to share her chosen song, bringing a fresh energy into the lab. Izuku, caught off guard, blinked behind his mask, ready to see what she had in mind."Izuku, its time for bed you can work on your project in the moring" Mei's voice called out, pulling him briefly from his focused state.

"Alright, Jarvis, you know the drill," Izuku replied, turning his attention back to his AI companion.

(Of course, sir. Have a nice night) Jarvis responded as Izuku stepped out of the lab. For a fleeting moment, the large screen illuminated in the lab showed a file labeled Project Ultron its contents just waiting to be explored.

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