Yn's POV
There was a searing pain in my head, causing me to jump up from whatever bed I was currently in. But that action by itself was a terrible mistake because it only made it worse.
"Ah!....the hell happened?"
I was a little out of it, not even knowing where I am, nor being able to recall anything that happened prior, but it was slowly coming back, but it was still fuzzy.
"About damn time you woke up,"
The voice that interrupted my thoughts came from someone I had happened to get aquatinted with, though it wasn't exactly by choice.
"Ryoto?" I asked to confirm, and I got a nod in return.
He was an older man, in his late fifties or early sixties. He was from the government, and he was the one that met me and helped me get out of the police station when I was being questioned.
"Kid, do you like causing problems for me?" He asked with a tired groan, his lazy eyes, accompanied by the bags that rested under them, moved up to meet where my eyes would have been.
"Maybe. Mind clarifying though?"
He sighed, "You blew your cover, though it may only be your classmates that know, we didn't expect the secret to spill so soon. It's not exactly the best thing for us, you know?" He asked.
He had always been a sort of lazy guy but always got the work done. Hearing him complain like this just meant that it was a serious pain in the ass for him to cover everything up.
"Sorry, but what could I do? Let everyone die?"
"No-no-no. I'm not complaining about your actions, personally I think what you did was well within reason, and your perks allowed you to use your quirks without consequence for that situation," he explained, having a soft smile on his face, "It's nice to know that everyone survived, and that's because of your efforts."
From his words, I could only feel relieved. If everyone survived than it meant even those with serious injuries were okay, and Aizawa, Raiko, and Sierra, who had the most serious injuries beside him, were going to be okay.
He knew he could recover, but those three were a different story.
"But you've really stirred things up, both in a good and bad way," It was understandable how I messed up. The class now knew of my and Sierra's past, however, I'm sure that Ryoto has taken care of anyone that might think of leaking that information. I doubt that any of my class will be saying anything about it, they've probably been threatened with being fined, arrested, expelled, or something worse.
But how did I do something in a good way that would annoy him?
"First, we talked it over with several people and looked over the footage several times, and I have to ask a few things to confirm," he opened a notebook, clicking his pen to begin writing.
"I can't escape the questions, can I?"
"Nope, so be a good little shit and answer'em quickly so we both can just be done with them," he joked a bit, smirking slightly.
"Fine. So shoot, what's the first."
"So, your identity is now known to the villains, your split personality is still something of a defense mechanism, and you've grown stronger? Would you say these are all correct?" he asked, pushing up his glasses as he looked over at me for answers, but I shook my head from side to side.
"No, two of those are incorrect," I stated "The first being that I have not gotten any stronger, I am simply starting to regain my strength. Once I'm able to rest properly and let my body readapt to my quirks, I'll be at one hundred percent again. I'll have the same amount of strength that I did when I was a hero Killer," I told him, and he nodded, writing it all down quickly.
