Ghost Busting Hero

Oklahoma City

From the last chapter, Has just recently graduate school and was ready to depart for his trip to the states. However along the way, He encountered All might just like the cannon event but had an unexpected turn which severed the little bond Izuku had with the family. He almost forgot about transportation to the airport so he digged around a dumping ground to find a Ev bike suitable for a One way trip to the Airport.

Izuku would eventually return back to the household to get his stuff not before being scolded as usual by his 'family' over pettest of things and escape through the attics window toward his bike. He then set of toward the airport where he checked in and then situated himself onto the boarding aircraft making his way toward Oklahoma City in the US.

Oklahoma City, Oklahoma (United States)

Departing from Will Rogers International Airport's terminal, Izuku appear outside the facility taking in the amount of scenery thats outside his supposed confort zone in Japan. Eariler he had to go through Borders and Customs regarding his Japanese citizenship into the Us, luckly he was able to comprehend the language here due his spare time back in Japan that he was able to obtain American Citizenship no problem. By now Izuku's idenitiy here in the US  is Harato midoriya to severed any ties regarding to the yagi family.

Izuku wave off to a nearby cab, and hitch a ride to a location not far from here to acquire something that he's going to need for the trip to Summerville. He searched for something affordable and realiable for the long run and when this option was picked up from Ebay, he snagged a deal with the person to aquire it for roughly $1,200. 

Currently arriving at the location, Izuku tipped the cab driver off before exiting the vehicle and approach the property owner whom he got in touched with eariler for price negoitating of the item.

???: *holds out a hand* So your Harato Midoriya right?

Harato (izuku):*greets handshake* Yes sir, i am.

Harato (izuku): *Pulled out purchase money* Heres the money we agreed upon.

???: *takes the money and scimmed through the paper* Everything seemed to be in order. 

???: *hands him a title and keys* Kid, heres the title and keys to the bike. Take care of her alright!

Harato (izuku): *recieves the items*  Yes sir, have a nice day.

The owner nodded before returning back to enter his home. Izuku walked around back to see the item it prompted for him on the drive way. A 1970s AMF Harley SX250 that izuku had purchased as his transport to Summerville. This motorcyle was in rough shape as it was depicted on online form as from a visual standpoint its old and wornout with tale signs of corrossion and rust in certian areas as well as the peeling of old leather on the seat which shows the bikes apparent age.

Izuku not caring about its current condition besides being decently cheap to aquire. Had to go through the various check ups to make sure the the motorcycle was capable of moving through its own power. He gave the bike a few cranks and then knobbing the ignition switch located on the handle bars to recieve a sound of sputtering noise before shutting off.

Izuku can grunt lightly as he concluded a issue about the bike. He suspected that with the deering condition that its at, it only lead to two things being the starter solenoid which could be corroded or the the fuel issue regarding to the fuel tank and fuel pump that also may be corroded. 

Dispite these presumed issues, Izuku made a bold decision to tinker the bike and tackle both problems at once, Frist starting with the easist thing being checking the solenoid as fixed it up to the best to his ablites and mounted it back into the frame. Then it would be the hard part being the fuel componets which are a pain in the ass to disassemble and had to reluctantly called in the owner to help him with this problem.

The owner oblidge to help the young man as he gather some mostly new fuel used for his lawnmower and spare fuel componets to fixed up the Harley's fuel problem. As time moves on and the sky slowly darkens. The pair reassembled the motorcycle as Izuku takes the honor of starting the old girl back once again. By doing the same method from before, the engine sputters once more before it then roar to life breeding the 2 stroke engine of fresh air and fuel as plums of smoke was devloped from behind the bike's decrepted muffler.

Izuku was glad and give the owner a sincre grattiude in getting the Harley up and running. However, it was due nighttime as Izuku could only do was to strap on his belongings to the luggage carrier on the rear and hastly fasten it all down with rachet straps that the owner give him. 

Izuku gave the owner one last goodbye as he rode of down the neighborhood streets toward a nearby motel to check in for a room for the night. Eventually arriving to his room, Izuku dropped of his belongings before tiredless plomp down on the cleansed matress not caring about the abosulte filth that was gained in repairing the Harley to working order.

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Next day

Its early in the morning that izuku reawakes in what seemed to bethe best sleep he ever had in years. As he got of from the bed, he lazly went straight toward the bathroom to take a shower and do dental care. Athorning new clothes, Izuku gathered all his belongings and tossed them back into the Harley before heading toward the receptionist to check out from his stay.

Now on the road, Izuku decided to tour around Oklahoma city out of curosity. He hasn't experience this type of luxury due to the Yagis forgetting him or was grounded to the attic. He toured the local sites and locations that this city offered to the young man. He also managed to aquire a phone which is backed up by a mobile provider in downpayment, which had the neccesary apps that one might need.

Izuku felt that he overstayed his welcome in the city and had to get going to Summerville, so before embarking he stopped by a gas station to hooked up on gas for the Harley and purchasing couple of necceities for this road trip. The phone promptly position between the upper parts of the handle bar by a phone stand as it displayed corridate map toward the desitation of Sumerville with the help of Google and stuff losely straped onto the sides of the rear wheel making it looked like its similar to its predesscer of Harley Davidsons.

With everything ready to go, Izuku kick the kickstand out of place to exit from the gas station before crawling toward the freeway entrance and entering the highway embound toward the direction guided by Google throughout the entire night.