What makes a villain?

2 Painful truth

Aizawa POV

I stare silently at the papers in front of me I sat down to be able to digest all this, otherwise someone would have already been hurt. I didn't have my coffee. However, I don't care about my coffee right now. I called Nemuri and Zashi to immediately come even though they had classes.

I had the task of sorting out some old files. Actually nothing really important, until I came across his my name it was a file from hero commission that was send to Nezu. Which, however, was rejected by Nezu, because it is literally a letter for permission to commit murder.

It was a request from the Hero Commission to literally kill me in a mission to catch the villain and then cover it up. I ran to Nezu with the papers the moment I read them to ask him what that is and after I got my answer, I somehow wish I didn't know and would never have known. I know it's naive, if I didn't know, it wouldn't mean it wouldn't have happened but I would have felt better somehow. And the first thing I do, instead of burying the mystery deeply and suffering alone, is to tell it further. I don't know if I should feel like a bad friend for it or not.

Zashi: what happened we came as soon as possible at the moment where you called! You're hardly even online.

I was sitting on my desk in the teachers' room. Someone had taken my chair, and I didn't want to bother to get the chair back. The bad thing about this plan of the Hero Commission is that they did not plan to arrest the villain and risk my life, but it was exactly part of the plan for me to die. Like they didn't only wanted to get rid of the villain but also me. It was one of my first missions, so I wouldn't have been very famous and there would hardly be anyone who knew anything. Without being able to put an explanation into words, I push the papers over to him.

I'm not usually so silent. I don't talk because I have nothing to talk about and that is often, however, I wouldn't call them here and then not talk. I made them worry not that I care.

Sheer horror could be seen in Zashi's face, and Nemuri's ripped the paper out of his hand to also look at it

Nemuri: these stingy pigs. Not only that the children send on missions that are clearly dangerous, not even with the consent of the parents, if they are under 18 they plan, also to kill them quietly and secretly behind their backs.

Zashi: that's... that is the mission where Oboro died. I couldn't have stood it if you were also dead. I'm so glad Nezu didn't sign this contract. What was the Hero Commission thinking?

Nemuri: but somehow it makes sense that Nezu wanted you to be a teacher here. Only teachers who work in UA are, so to speak, do not dependent on the Hero Commission or are puppet from the Hero Commission.

Me: you know how the Hero Commission is, it never adheres to rules and even if Nezu denied the motion, they completely ignored it

Zashi: What's that supposed to mean?

Me: it is no coincidence that the mission where my death was planned Oboro died. Read out how they planned to kill me. The plan was so accurate. It was quite obvious that with or without consent it would be made. Exactly what should have happened to me, happened to Oboro happened. They wanted me to be buried under the stones. They wanted me to play a mascot, so to speak, to provide distraction and to die in the process. But that it's exactly what Oboro did instead of me and died.

Zashi: do you mean that the heroes commission after they were rejected, were just doing the same without asking with another student.

Me: no, they did the same, even if they were told no.

Nemuri: do you mean that they had planned to kill you while a coincidence happened and Oboro died.

Me: no, it wasn't a coincidence

I close my eyes briefly and rub them to myself, speaking the thoughts is much more difficult than thinking the thoughts. However, it is already too late. This will definitely bring them sleepless nights.