Worthless Necessity [HitoZuku]

Chapter 41 - From the same darkness

Midoriya gave a sharp whistle, and Ryuto screeched, flapping his wings and shooting into the air.

His baby bird had finally learnt how to fly, and Midoriya was just... really, really proud of him. It felt weird, really; that warm, fuzzy feeling in his chest. Midoriya held out his arm, and Ryuto flew over to him, landing gently on his arm. He pecked gently at Midoriya's nose, before he fluttered to the ground, right where Reiko was standing. He was slightly larger than the cat, but Ryuto still lent forward, nuzzling Reiko.

Ryuto took off into the air again, before settling down on Midoriya's head. He really seemed to like perching on Midoriya's head, and Midoriya didn't really care either. Ryuto gave a small screech, before leaning downwards to nuzzle the green haired boy.

Midoriya gave a small smile, and reached up, scratching Ryuto under his beak, "Yeah, love you too, Ryu."

Reiko whined from her position on the ground, and Midoriya scooped her up, depositing her on his shoulder. Ryuto gave a delighted cry, and Reiko reached up to pat Ryuto's talons.

"You're going to fall, be careful." Midoriya grumbled, before he grabbed his bag and made his way back to the dorms. Yagi had just set the class an assignment to write an essay about him, and he had stupidly enough, not given them any restrictions.

Which meant Midoriya was free to write as much as he wanted.

Yagi had been a hero for a very long time, so there was tons of information and data flying around the internet. He had also allowed the class to type the essay out on their computers and print it out, which meant that Midoriya could write a lot more given the same amount of time.

Midoriya may not like to hold grudges, but he really, really didn't like Yagi. The man was too loud, too flashy, and while he knew he was probably being very passive-aggressive, he didn't care.

He was going to make Yagi's life miserable.

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Yamada and Kayama were making their way to the staff room, when they heard laughter.

"Is that... Shouta?" Kayama's jaw dropped, before she grabbed Yamada's arm and yanked the door open.

"Help. Aizawa's lost it!" Snipe yelped, pressed himself against the wall.

Aizawa was sitting at his usual seat, head pressed against the table, laughing.

"Aizawa-san! Please! It's not funny!" Yagi whined, waving his red pen in the air.

"You... stupid... fucking... idiot..." Aizawa hissed through his laughter, "You didn't ... give him any restrictions... and you're a pro with... a super long history... and it's Midoriya... we're talking about... what else did you... fucking... expect..!?"

Kayama blinked.

"What is going on?"

Ectoplasm made his way towards Kayama and Yamada, shutting the door behind them.

"We all know that Midoriya... isn't too fond of All Might, right?"

"Yes?" Yamada asked, confused.

"And that he... I wouldn't call it a habit... but generally, the more he dislikes a person... the more he writes when it comes to essays?" Ectoplasm continued.

"Yeah. We know that." Kayama replied. Without restrictions, Midoriya usually gave her thirty paged reports, Yamada and Aizawa forty paged reports, and Ishiyama around twenty five paged reports. Ishiyama was quieter than the rest of them, so it was obvious that Midoriya would be more comfortable around him. Yamada was way too loud, especially with his quirk, and she felt that Aizawa might have offended Midoriya by constantly calling him "problem child".