Building B's System

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By morning, much too her surprise, she awoke alone with a navy cotton blanket over her shoulders. Feeling panicked as her son had been with her when she closed her eyes, Mitsuki clambered to her feet and hurried out of the room. She found her son, and dozens of other children, all eating in a big group in the open space of the daycare. They were each eating various forms of breakfast: scrambled eggs, chopped potatoes, omelet, rice, chopped veggies and what might've been fish.

How did I sleep through all the smells? Mitsuki asked herself, bewildered with the scene.

"You must be Bakugo-San," Katsuki turned to look at the speaker and found herself staring at a very attractive young woman with bright pastel blue hair and hypnotizing silver eyes. "I'm Yuko Shimizu, it's nice to meet you."

"Mitsuki Bakugo," Mitsuki introduced herself quickly, "um... how come..." She trailed off and looked at the giggly mass of children all eating together.

"How come you didn't hear or smell anything?" Yuko asked, her smile growing wider when Mitsuki turned to look at her. "That's my quirk. I have the ability to erase all sensory depictions within a certain range of myself."

"Huh?"

"I block the five senses of the human body," Yuko giggled. "Actually I can also amplify them as well but I'm best at muting them. We started cooking at 5 this morning so I cancelled out all sound for the children and then blocked out scent so none of the early risers would wake up and bug the hell out of us."

"Oh...I can see how that would be useful."

"Miho said the same thing," Yukon giggled. "That redhead has been trying to make me an apprentice for years but honestly I make so much money with my job that being a hero is just an unnecessary extra workload." Yuko smiled and point at a group of teenagers at a strange assemble of foldable tables. "My son, Haruto, wants to be a hero." Mitsuki could just barely see the boy's natural neon blue curls, several of his neighbors were gesturing loudly around the quiet boy. "Silly boy," Yuko giggled, her round face glowing like the rising sun. Regardless of her careless words, she adored her son and no doubt supported him in his life choice.

"Bakugo-San," Mitsuki turned to see a middle aged woman with purple hair, a strange accommodation of pale purple and white stripping the left side of her hair. "I'm Natsuko Tanaka, it's a pleasure to meet you." Her words sounded cheerful and sincere but her face said that 'exhaustion' was an understatement in her life. A loud clattering sounded in the kitchen, quickly followed a crying toddler and some startled children. Without hesitation, Setsuko split i to two, the second woman walked away briskly before splitting again and corning the troublemakers in the kitchen.

"My quirk is 'duplication'," Setsuko smiled and shrugged. "It's useful with the little ones."

"I can see that," Mitsuki smiled, silently noting how the clones appeared to have more energy and vibrancy then the original. "All of your quirks seem catered for large numbers of children." This statement was followed by laughter from the other mothers.

"Bakugo-San!" Yuko laughed, face red and joyful tears in her eyes, "feel free to come back any time! Your great!" Mitsuki thought she was rather stating the obvious, not a joke, but went with the flow all the same.

"Mama!" Katsuki called as he jumped to his feet and hurried towards her, "mama! Can we come back again?!"

"Maybe," Mitsuki answered her son, "I don't want us to be a burden."

"So long as you pay for the sitting, they'll be no worries!" Hisakawa called as she raced passed the windows, chasing some kids who escaped outside.

"I have no idea how she does that," Yuko mumbled.

"I don't think her feet ever move," Setsuko agreed softly.

"Hey Inko-Chan!" Yuko called out to the one abandoned adult amongst the youngest of the toddlers. "Do you know Hisakawa-san's quirk?"

"Nope," Inko answered without looking up from the diaper she was changing.

"Dang it," Yuko giggled, "I was sure she'd know."

"We can ask Miho-Chan," Katsuki suggested patently. "She seems to know everything."

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