Weeks later,
*It's been a few weeks since the last chapter, and Toshinori was absolutely right. The loss of power caused death and chaos to happen in Japan since it wasn't just for a few minutes, no. It's been weeks, and their still large parts of Japan that haven't gotten the power back. Which meant that hospitals had to transfer their patients to other locations, with a lot of those patients not making it in time and dying. The Japanese stock market lost points, which meant families like the Yaoyorozu lost millions, and crime was on the rise, seeing as the major villains escaped prison, with the lack of powers in their collars. Toshinori and the other heroes are running around like maniacs trying to clean up the mess that 1 boy allowed to happen for his own desires. Toshinori felt frustratingly useless at the situation since he couldn't bring the people truly responsible to justice for causing this.... well anyway, we see Inko walking to Izuku's laboratory, with a nervous expression on her face, thinking of why she was even here*
Flashback
With Inko because my stories used to be short 1500, but now their around 4000, so I have to stretch out the important stuff with the filler and I'm slowly losing my mind
* We see Inko and Nemuri in a make-up room, with Nemuri doing her friend's makeup. When suddenly Inko spoke up, not being able to hide her nervousness any longer, and having to ask Nemuri a question, to Nemuri.*
Inko: nemuri?
Nemuri: Yeah?
*Nemuri said with a calm smile on her face, as she makes Inko more beautiful than she already is. Technically speaking, she should be out there helping people. She has so many missed calls from Toshinori. But just like ectoplasm, her paychecks are written by Nezu, not Toshinori, so since she's not being paid overtime, she's going to enjoy her day off spending it with her new friend. Inko, for her part, licked her lips nervously as she spoke about what was troubling her.*
Inko: What if I'm not ready?
Nemuri: Then you're not ready. What's the problem?
*Nemuri asked with a bright smile, as his phone rang again with Toshinori's ringtone of "a phone call is here." Nemuri grabbed her phone and hit the red button before doing what she should've done after the 5th call and blocked Toshinori's number. Inko shook her head since Nemuri didn't understand what she was trying to say. Inko was scared. This was a big step for her, and she's not sure if she's ready to have people from her personal life into this.*
Inko: No, like. What if I'm never ready?
Nemuri: You will be.
*Nemuri said with a shrug. As she texted Nezu to warn Toshinori to knock it off with the harassment, she got a quick thumbs up and a reply from her boss. Satisfied with it, she turned off the phone and placed it aside, grabbed the makeup the make up tools and went back to work. Inko frowned, being ever the negative person that she is. She can't help but see all her glasses as half empty and not half full.*
Inko: But what if I'm not? I'm sure there are a lot of people who are never ready to admit who they are to the world
Nemuri: Yeah, conservatives who hate themselves because they were indoctrinated by religious dogma from when they were born.
*Nemuri said with an amused tone in her voice, seeing the discomfort in Inko's expression. This really was a difference between Nemuri and Mitsuki. Mitsuki preferred to keep her political views to herself and her family, but nemuri? She wasn't afraid to say her political opinion and have discussions about it for hours against people who don't see it the same way as herself. Inko was certainly surprised by how open Nemuri was with everything that she was. She doesn't hide who she is, quite the opposite. She's proud of who she is. Inko admires that about Nemuri. She was even a little jealous about it. Inko gave a nervous chuckle at what Nemuri just said.*
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the new Ironman
Fanfiction"you can't, you can't, you can't " izuku has heard that every single day from everyone, from his classmates, to his former friend, to his teachers, from even his own mother. but all of them are gonna learn something, the definition of the human spir...
