Boku no Hero Academia: Hero Management

Chapter 1: Back in time.

A.N: Disclaimer: Boku no Hero Academia does not belong to me or any I am associated with, it belongs to whoever owns it. Now that's over welcome to one of my favorite stories I am working on please enjoy and wait for future chapters.

The dark night shined on the city of Fukuoka.

The year is 2111 A.D. in this world of heroes and villains.

I am Takeru Shibari, a former hero manager, CEO, and current president and owner of the company I worked at for years.

I recently turned seventy-eight this year, and I being in the hero business since I graduated college know there are many things wrong with it.

Thanks to the problems with the so-called system, villains control most of the world today, both directly and indirectly.

We should have fixed these problems in the past, but thanks to arrogance, pride, and just plain stupidity these major problems snow balled and became even worse and when they finally found the problems it was too late even when people found a way to fix them.

It all started in this city, as most of the city is crawling with villains, and we all live within districts of the city covered by high walls and barriers to block the villains out.

I opened my eyes as I finished rubbing my head from the headache I was getting from thinking about the many problems caused by our ancestors.

I was at a convenience store and finished buying what I needed and just got outside looking at the tall walls with fading hope in my heart.

I went to the park to walk off my frustration, and after walking for a while my old age caught up to me and I sat down to rest.

This just happens to send me back to my previous thoughts that has haunted me for years, how can we fix our current problems?

That was when I saw a homeless looking man across from me sitting on his own bench, he was looking at the plastic bag I have with me, and then I heard his stomach rumble.

I sighed, I could have ignored him, but that's not who I am so I took out a chocolate bar and a juice box and offered it to him saying," here sir take these, no need to worry about giving me anything back, i'm wealthy just cheap when it comes to things outside my goals."

He took it from me hesitantly and sat back down and saw enjoy eating it, why do I have to be so nice?

After he finished with his meal he smiled wiping his dirty face with his jacket sleeve, and told me," thank you kind sir, what seems to be troubling you, even though I have nothing, but at least I can lend you an ear?"

I told him about my problems, not knowing why, but my quirk seems to think it was fine, so I told him everything, from my problems to the problems with the hero business and how it could have been solved in the past as well as how it was too late.

He listened carefully and asked me," mister, if you could go back in time and fix all the problems of today that haunt and terrorize us today what year would you think you would return to and what would you do to fix it?"

Any other time I would joke it off, but there was something about this homeless man who my instincts tell me it was okay to tell him, as well as my exhaustion due to old age made me speak to him seriously.

I told him, wondering why I was doing so," 2014, the year where we discovered when the rise of villainy truly began, and where we could have done the most to change and face them, but failed to grow and change.

The hero industry failed not having the discipline making heroes arrogant and neglectful of their duties, ignoring as well as lacking great ideas to innovate the industry and heroing in general, neglecting and mistreating staff and support making them go against us and not letting them help us when we truly needed them.