This is me

🕷Punish or Training?🕷

Toshinori was worried after the slime villain incident, Izumi was cooped up in her room clearly offended and conflicted towards the pros' actions. In fact, she didn't know what overcame her, like someone in her past life gave a boost of motivation, like a burden lifted off her shoulders, she came to understand why the league of Villains wanted her to assassinate the pros, although she was still conflicted with her future. So many things had happened to her recently that her mind was slowly going crazy.

Luckily Toshinori was able to take care of it, it seems that Izumi was on her red days... Or the monthly period. A bowl of Katsudon and All Might series cured her angry mood, even Aizawa, Hizashi and Nemuri came to help out.

Knock-knock

The door greeted Toshinori with familiar guests, "Hey Toshinori!, where's the little listener?." Yamada enthusiastically asked. Speaking of the little listener, Izumi wasn't at home which the guest and guard didn't know, so they immediately went to search for the young teen.

Few hours before with Izumi

Shoes, water, sports attire, cellphone, and etc. all the equipment was ready as Izumi began her early walk to Tokoba Beach, it's a total dump at the moment but it will have to do for now as her training ground. As she donned her yellow backpack, she looked back at Toshinori who was peacefully snoozing on the sofa and gently placed a warm comforter and left the cozy home to begin her path to redemption. As she walked downtown, the twilight sun greeted Izumi on a new day.

Few hours before with Izumi

(A/N: wait for the song to begin then read, it makes it more fun, you don't have too if don't want to😋.)

Back to the present Izumi

A few hours later Izumi was carrying different machine parts as she went back and forth to the trash and the dumpster, the weight of the object gets bigger and heavier, from broken microwaves to busted up refrigerators, from little bit of wrappers to decomposing junk, but kept on going under the beating sun's heat. The next hour later she was meditating in the cold night, it was silent and mysterious, who knows what could happen to her. Ongoing bystanders would wonder in confusion as they passed by her, some would even try to ask her if needed help, kids would sometimes throw sand and rocks thinking it was funny until parents took them away, but Izumi kept on focusing on her exercise.

As morning rose again, Izumi was running in the sandy shores, sweat rained on her skin, muscles reaching their limit and her lungs burned. She took multiple laps around the area until the sunlight touched down. Later she began hand to hand combat, she was a little rusty in some areas, heck she was training on top of broken down beams making sure to land on point, she kept flipping and jumping from beam to beam until one crumbled, sending her to the hard ground in pain. She would pull broken down vehicles to one area to another, kick and punch on makeshift dummies, all the more to reach redemption.

She used her weapons until they reached their limit, katana blades snapped, scythes became dull and guns low on ammo, she would even upgrade them to work better by making her firearms more durable and comprehensive. Next was her marksmanship, she used special customize bow and arrows that can explode, grapple and more, sometimes testing it on live targets like fish or birds. Shooting with a sniper rifle to reach farther targets, shurikens, daggers and other items, there would be times she missed shots but kept going until her arms cramped.