𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 ❖ MY HERO ACADEMIA

chapter 64 - home or house or just a place

"Welcome home!"

That was what Fuyumi said as Endeavour walked in the door. Endeavour -who behind him, was Komi. She had traveled with him back, and arrived at the house with him. Turns out, Fuyumi wanted to cook a special meal for Endeavour to congraulate him. So yes, good work on not dying.

Komi swerved around Endeavour, bowing to the room, but quickly making her way over to Shoto who had his face stuff with soba already. So yeah, nothing new.
Grabbing his shoulder as she sat down, Komi pinched Shoto's cheeks. He hates it, but Komi's first time that she ever controlled her strength was once when she pinched Shoto's cheek, so it was a nice little reminder and it was also funny to see Shoto mildly annoyed.

"Yeah," Endeavour sighed as he turned away from Komi and Shoto, eyes moving back to find Fuyumi. "It's been a while."

Wrong, it's been a never.
In Komi's entire life, there has never been a family dinner. She used to eat all by herself in her little storage closet room until Shoto complained about eating with no one else, so Endeavour allowed Komi with him -but it was only meant to be for a week. Then everything with Rei happened, and nothing had changed since then. It had always been Shoto and Komi eating their shares of dinner and picking off each other's plates of what they wanted to snack at.

Komi has never eaten with Fuyumi, maybe once or two in recent months. But she's never ever eaten with Natsuo. He was often away, or avoiding Endeavour and everything to do with that man. His own son hated him, and for years, it never bothered the man.

"Shoto got permission to leave the campus for dinner!" Fuyumi smiled as she explained Shoto's presence. And for a hot second, Komi forgot all about the UA dorms until Fuyumi meantioned it. "I asked his teacher to come in and join us, but he, um, he said 'no.'..."

And Aizawa was probably saving himself two weeks of therapy and a naptime disturbence.

"I bet your super excited to celebrate that victory over that big monster, huh Dad?!" Fuyumi did her best to keep a positive attitude. But there was a rotting feeling in the air, one that made Komi very still and sure that she only used her eyes to move around.

She couldn't tell why, but there was something about this place -this house, that made Komi forget all that she has accomplished.

And as Shoto took a mouthful of the soba and calmly looked up to his father, he spoke before Endeavour could utter a word. "That's a bad scar. Looks painful."

Kom widened her eyes, and was sure to look anywhere but at Endeavour. She shouldn't laugh because that would just be wrong, but as she sat here, listening to the silence enter the room after Shoto's words, she didn't know what to do.
Shoto took another mouthful of his soba, slurping loudly.

The part of his face- the blue eyes and the red hair that was directly from Endeavour's genes stared right back at the raw and red scar over Endeavour's own left side of his face.

Natsuo was even looking, judging even as he munched away from his own bowl of food.
Endeavour stood up like a spectical, and Komi stared down at the light wooden look of the table. Fuyumi glanced around, her idea of a speical dinner and all her plans thrown right out the window.

"Hey you two, you both promised you'd be in a good mood! Congraulate him! Dad's finally trying to think about his family!"
It was the part that he was finally thinking about his family. Finally he thought it would be a good idea to think about someone else instead of himself or the hair gel he uses. Finally the people he helped create were something of importance to him instead of just props for the long run.

"Komi's joining us too, this is a good thing! We can be in good spirits, come on!" Fuyumi continued to beg, but all Komi did was look down at her lap.

"Komi?" It was barely above a whisper, but Komi heard it. The sound of confusion emitting from Natsuo as the noirette lifted her head up slightly so her eyes could look to him. Natsuo, who was still speaking barely above a whisper, mouth out to Fuyumi. "She has a nickname?"