[HIATUS] Mha/Bnha x Female Gojo| I Alone Am The Honoured One

64. Class 1 A

(A/N: This chapter is too short as I didn’t had anything in my mind. After this I will add fillers and start season 7 after a while.)

I was at the dorms when Mic-sensei dropped off Aizawa-sensei and me. As soon as I opened the door, I was immediately tackled by Teacup.

"How did it go!?" Teacup asked as she released me.

I gave her a bright smile, showing all thirty-two of my teeth, and flashed a thumbs-up.
"All good!" I chimed.

"That's good," Teacup said, visibly relieved.

"Aki-chan, I brewed some tea for you. And for you too, Aizawa-sensei," Momo said, stepping forward with a tray.

"Thanks, Yaoyorozu," Aizawa said, grabbing a cup as I nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, thanks," I added, savoring the warmth of the tea.

"Were you really a teacher? Look at you, acting like a child," Bakugo muttered with his trademark scowl.

"Ouch! That hurt, Bakahou," I said dramatically, placing a hand on my chest in mock offense. (It reminded me of Yuji and Nobara's dramatic "Did she just say ding dong?" moment).

"Damn you," Bakugo snapped, his face turning red as the others laughed.

"Was there any response?" Shoto asked, steering the conversation back on track.

"Yeah," I replied, sipping my tea. "He smiled."

"That means he could be an ally," Kaminari chimed in, hopeful.

"That’d be awesome!" Kirishima added, his grin wide.

"But it'll take time," I cautioned, setting my cup down.

At that moment, Mina bounded down the stairs, her energy lighting up the room. "Aki-chan! Seems like it went well, huh?"

"Yep, all good," I assured her.

"Ne, Gojo-san..." Midoriya began, pen and notebook already in hand. "Can you tell me about his cursed energy? Does it work differently in—"

"Midoriya," Iida interrupted, raising his hand in a gesture of restraint. "She just returned. Give her some space!"

I chuckled softly at their antics.

"Midoriya-kun, ribbit, I think you should listen to Iida-kun. Aki-chan looks a little tired," Tsu-chan added, her calm voice cutting through the buzz of the room.

"Okay, okay. But seriously..." Sero leaned back against the couch, his brows furrowed in thought. "How are you a teenager while Nanami-san and Ierie-san are adults?"

The room fell quiet as everyone turned to look at me.

"Wait. I didn’t tell you guys?" I asked, glancing nervously at Aizawa-sensei.

He was sipping his tea but immediately set his cup down. His sharp eyes locked onto mine. "Tell them what?"

I swallowed hard. "Okay..." I began, exhaling slowly to steady myself.

"When I was sealed, I had a vision. Shimura Nana appeared to me—the one who passed One for All to All Might."

"Hai, All Might told me about her," Midoriya said, nodding enthusiastically.

"Right. But what most people don’t know is that Shigaraki is her grandson, and he had a sister—Hana Shimura."

I paused, watching as confusion spread across their faces.

"My soul was shifted into Hana’s body. So... I’m in the body of Shigaraki’s sister."

The room erupted.

"WHAT!?" everyone yelled in unison, the sheer shock reverberating off the walls.

"That's insane!" Kyoka exclaimed, eyes wide.

"Wait, wait—does that mean...?" Midoriya started, flipping frantically through his notes.

"Wait," I interrupted, "I do not share blood ties with Shigaraki. And before you ask, no, he doesn’t know. And I don’t plan on telling him."

"This changes everything," Shoto said, his voice calm but his eyes reflecting concern.

"It’s dangerous," Aizawa-sensei added, his tone grim. "If he finds out, you’ll become his target in a way none of us can predict."

"I know," I admitted, my gaze dropping to the floor. "But if we’re going to turn the tides of this war, we need to use every advantage we’ve got. And if my connection to Shigaraki can give us an edge..."

"You’re taking a huge risk," Momo said gently.

"Ribbit. It’s not just risky for you; it could also put everyone else in danger if it leaks," Tsu-chan added, her voice steady but laced with concern.

I nodded. "I know."

"Still," Kirishima said, breaking the tension with his trademark optimism, "it’s pretty manly of you to shoulder all this, Gojo!"

"Yeah!" Kaminari added, grinning. "We’ve got your back, no matter what!"

"Thanks, guys," I said, my voice soft but filled with gratitude.

Aizawa-sensei stood, his expression unreadable. "Get some rest. Tomorrow, we’ll start planning our next move."

"Aki-chan, you won’t do anything alone this time," Teacup said seriously, and I gave her a nod, reassuring her.

"Tell me if you need comfort or anything."

"Teacup, I won’t lie this time. With you around, I am fine," I said, and she blushed.

As the others began chatting amongst themselves, Shoto approached me quietly.

"If things get too dangerous, promise you’ll tell me," he said, his voice low but firm.

I met his gaze, my expression unreadable. "I’ll think about it," I replied, but he wasn’t satisfied.

I sighed and chuckled. "Hai hai! Sure, Shoto." His eyes lit up, and he smiled at me... and blushed.