The spectacular Deku

Chapter 25

Midoriya's Apartment, Izuku's room

Izuku Midoriya sat on the edge of his bed, surrounded by the various gadgets and tools that made up his Spider-Man gear. His room was a cluttered mix of textbooks, notebooks, and disassembled electronics—an organized chaos that reflected his constantly whirring mind. His focus today was on his utility belt. The soft glow of his desk lamp illuminated his face, the shadows accentuating the intensity in his eyes as he tinkered with a small clip he had attached to his belt. He carefully adjusted the clip, which now held a compact, modified camera—courtesy of Momo Yaoyorozu's generosity and his own ingenuity. He'd managed to shrink down the camera she had given him, combining it with parts from the first one he had bought at a pawn shop. It was a delicate balance, though. To make room for the camera, Izuku had sacrificed some of the storage on his utility belt for his web cartridges, which made him pause as he considered the implications. He sighed, his fingers absentmindedly fiddling with the web fluid cartridges scattered across his desk.

Izuku: I really shouldn't be prioritizing one of my greatest tools as Spider-Man for a camera.

He muttered to himself, a half-hearted smile tugging at his lips. But he knew better.

Izuku: However as impractical as it seemed for being a vigilante, the camera is essential. If I wanna help my mom financially, I need to keep up with the photos of Spider-Man.

Carrying a camera everywhere wasn't just a hassle; it was risky. Not only could it break during his web-slinging escapades, but it also added a layer of suspicion when people saw Spider-Man taking selfies mid-action. Which would be the same pictures Izuku would sell to U.A. for there news club.

Izuku: Maybe there's a way I dont need to sacrifice extra webbing. Maybe I can come up with a way to shrink the cartridges or be more efficient in how much web fluid I use?

Leaning back in his chair, Izuku rubbed his tired eyes, his mind already racing with ideas on how to solve the storage issue of his web fluid to compensate for the reduced storage from the camera.

Izuku: Perhaps a more concentrated formula? Or maybe a collapsible cartridge design? Maybe the answer isn't in the cartridge but the spinneret of my web shooters. Maybe I can thin the strands of webbing to allow less output of web fluid. Saving me more fluid. But that could also reduce the quality of the webs I make. I dont wanna be web slinging and then have my line snap...

The possibilities spun in his head like a whirlwind. His train of thought was abruptly interrupted by the sound of light, hurried footsteps approaching his room. Panic surged through him, and he swiftly swept all his gear into the open drawer of his desk, shutting it with a soft click. In a practiced motion, he pulled up several academic tabs on his computer and opened a notebook filled with meticulously written notes, creating the perfect facade of a diligent student immersed in study. Before he could fully compose himself, the door burst open, and Inko Midoriya entered, her face alight with palpable excitement.

Inko: Izuku! A letter from U.A. finally came!

Izuku's heart leaped into his throat, but he couldn't help the instinctual protest that escaped his lips.

Izuku: Mom! You need to knock first!

His cheeks flushed slightly, a mix of residual anxiety and teenage embarrassment coloring his face. Inko grinned sheepishly, though her eyes danced with joy.

Inko: I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

She replied, her tone teasing and light.

Inko: I should have knocked. I wouldn't want to walk in on you... having your 'alone time' or, you watching something you shouldn't be.