A Tarnished Hero

Chapter 37: Interpolation

Nezu was not having a fine day.

Just a few days prior, Midoriya along with his companions went missing. Of course, the rat was perfectly aware of what had taken them – their discussion the day they were grabbed from their plane of existence quite a foreshadowing thought.

What he didn't expect was for Katsuki Bakugo, a student of his academy, to be within the vicinity when they were sucked into a portal – which by all means wasn't visible to their eyes, nor their high-end equipment – causing the ash blond to tag along with them, albeit unwillingly.

Sighing, Nezu leaned against his chair, the backrest twice his size, making it feel like a giant cushion, plus points for it being made with top-of-the-line materials, ensuring maximum comfort.

"What a conundrum..." Nezu eyes drifted towards the screen of his laptop, an email coming from one Mitsuki Bakugo going over how she was going to castrate him and hang him by his insides, after she was done suing him and the school for endangering her son after promises of security against things like this happening again.

The media also smelled blood the moment word got out Katsuki went missing, and the last time anyone had seen him was after the first day of the U.A. Sports Festival. And if that wasn't enough, they were drawing speculations as to the mystery teacher that he had brought in a few weeks back, only for him to vanish as well at the same time one of his students went missing.

And as much as Nezu wanted to release the footage of how the... teleportation had happened, having the public eye scrutinizing it would make everything worse. After all, Midoriya, as well as his two companions looked as if they were expecting it to happen.

How was he going to explain to the vultures that it was the work of an interdimensional being that was powerful enough that Earth wasn't even worth a single inch of its body? He doubted they would even believe him and write him off as crazy, maybe even revoking his rights as a human and dropping him back into animal status.

Now that would be a day. Not that it would happen, seeing as those who rule the world are much more intelligent than those that couldn't read between the lines.

Then again, the HPSC were making it their job to make Nezu's life, and by extension, the heroes all loyal to him a living nightmare. The amount of red tape that was currently wrapping around them was enough to make him suspend classes for the time being, as well as the continuation of the second and third day of the U.A. Sports Festival. Which didn't go over well for his staff, but needs must when needs must.

A knock came from his door, and with but a word, Nezu allowed entry. In came Aizawa, his dark locks cascading down his face and nearly hiding his eyes.

"So, any news on the media outlets crying for our blood?" Nezu propped his paws together, the black-themed man sighing as he took a seat nearby, his capture scarf a stark white in contrast to his dark attire.

"Same old, same old. At this point, you'd think they were broken records looping in repeat." Aizawa palmed his face as his head leaned against the backrest of the couch. "Still no sign of those four?"

"Unfortunately, no." Nezu closed the laptop and hopped off his seat, his stubby little legs guiding him towards the shelf where boxes of his expensively ordered tea were kept. "We already know that what had resurrected Midoriya, as well as brought him back to Japan for reasons unknown, are supernatural in origin. At least with Quirks, we could reason that it was a biological evolution of the species living on Earth that granted us our somewhat supernatural powers, but when it comes to Midoriya, as well as the being behind his disappearance and reappearance? I doubt any answer would be enough to appease the public."