Total Command

Chapter 61: Is it time for your confession?

"Ah, Midoriya," Makaira mumbled, moving to the side to let him into the now-bare room, all of her belongings already put in a stack of eight cardboard boxes. Plain and simple.

"E̮ven ͅher ̨s̡t̠uf̭f ̙ịs ̻bori̘n̺g̥..." Nana mumbled at the back of his head.

...As opposed to what? Technicolor boxes?

"W̤o̗ul͜d'̗ve ̧bee̖n̰ ̮c̣ool̹..."̻

"Are you here to help?" the tailed woman asked, rubbing the back of her head. "Sorry, I kinda packed up already." She looked away ashamed. "I live pretty simply, so it was quick enough to pack up by myself.

He blinked. "I see, happy to hear that your packing was easy."

"Sorry..."

"It's fine?" he questioned, still lost about what even to say to her. "You ready?"

"Yeah," she muttered, picking up one of the smaller boxes. "Are you gonna go grab like a trolley for everything or-"

"Nah, I got it," Izuku mumbled, looking through his back pocket. He pulled out a disk Mei had lent him, clicking on a button at its base to cause it to hiss and release a good length of net from its sides; wrapping the rest of Makaira's belongings on it then clicking on the button again for the net to tighten around them, securing them together.

He knelt with his knees and picked up the load, heaving it over his shoulder with ease.

Makaira blinked.

"O-Oh."

" Kendo ," Neiro almost spat out. "What the hell were you thinking, allowing that villain from 1-A to step foot in our dorm? Is nothing sacred?"

"...Okay, Monoma," Itsuka huffed, her hands on her hips. "You really need to stop that '1-A is the devil spawn' rhetoric before one of them gets genuinely mad. Besides, we're exchanging classmates and if you ever make the transfer feel bad, I will personally send you to the shame corner."

Neiro gulped. "Noted."

Saiko hummed, taking another sip of her tea. "...It feels weird to say goodbye to you all."

"Don't say that!" Pony almost sobbed, clinging to the woman's side. "I-it sound like you are going to never see us again! You visit right?"

Saiko looked over at her shorter classmate with affection in her eyes, gently pulling her into a hug, making the girl who was speaking broken Japanese flinch, sobbing into her shoulder. "It's fine," Saiko cooed, petting Pony's head. "I'll visit, don't you worry."

"Like hell," Setsuna declared with a smirk. "We'll come over instead, you aren't getting rid of us that easily, you tall amazon."

Saiko smirked back. "Isn't that just pleonastic to say 'tall amazon'?"

Setsuna laughed. "Just say 'redundant' like the rest of us, warrior-scholar." She grew quiet, as did the rest of her classmates, the feeling of Saiko's upcoming departure washing over them. "It won't be the same without you, you know. I'm gonna miss you."

Saiko nodded softly, looking down on her tea, watching the ripples on its surface. "Yeah, I'm going to miss all of you too."

Kinoko sniffled lightly. "D-don't get all sentimental- you're gonna make me-"

A knock caused her to stop in her tracks, turning to the door.

Kendo was the first one to snap out of her sentimentality, registering who was probably knocking on their door. "Oh, it's probably those two! Komori, could you?"