Worthless Necessity [HitoZuku]

Chapter 51 - I could feel you all the time

"You've finished interrogating all them, haven't you, Tsukauchi?" Nishiya asked, settling down into his chair in Midoriya's room. Aizawa and the other UA teachers had been called away for a meeting, and Hakamata had gone back to his room to rest, leaving Kamihara, Sakamata, Takeyama and Nishiya in Midoriya's room.

"Yeah..." Tsukauchi nodded, "Most of them talked about the same thing. They picked Yaoyorozu up from the hospital, went to the Nomu Hideout, Ryuto sought them out, and led them to the building that Midoriya was in. There's other details... but it's not something I can talk about now. I need to discuss this with the rest of the police force and the Hero Commission... and maybe talk to the doctors and maybe a few psychologists."

Nishiya's phone vibrated, and he fished it out of his pocket, "Crap... Ryukyu is asking about the kid... She's been curious about Midoriya since that USJ incident... I can't just ignore her... that'd be rude...what do I tell her?"

"I was thinking of asking her to take a shift as well, tell her that I'll contact her sometime." Tsukuachi stated, scribbling down some notes in his notebook, "I don't think I should ask Jeanist for help... he's still injured..."

"He'll be in the hospital for a few days anyways... and he'll most likely be visiting All Might and Midoriya." Sakamata replied, "Especially after what we know about Midoriya, and that the League actually tried to kill him... we failed to save him. We're all guilty for not being able to protect him. We're lucky that the press hadn't caught wind of Midoriya's condition... that, coupled with the loss of the Symbol of Peace... hero society as we know it would crumble."

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Hakamata stretched, before making himself comfortable in his wheelchair. He didn't exactly need it, his ribs were healed but the doctors had been stubborn that he put as little pressure on them as possible, at least until he was discharged. Hakamata was restless, dammit, as most heroes were when they were stuck in a hospital. He just wanted to go out, find some villains, and kick some butt.

The three members of the Pussycats just had their shifts before he popped in, and they had left once Kayama arrived to visit Shiretoko. Kayama ended up looking through some essays as she sat at the table, occasionally looking up to check on Midoriya, who still hadn't moved a single bit since he had been admitted. Shuzenji had said that with so many healing quirks, Midoriya should wake up in a few days if there weren't any serious complications, but Kayama couldn't help but be worried about the green haired boy.

They were being joined by Tensei, who was just fooling around with his phone, smiling to himself as he typed away.

"What are you doing?" Hakamata asked curiously, watching as Tensei let out a small laugh.

"Nothing. My little brother is spamming me with messages asking about Midoriya. They also have a class chat, apparently, and everyone is worried about the cute little green bean. Shouta is in it too, cause he's the homeroom teacher, and he just sent me a couple of screenshots; Bakugou's swearing so much it's hilarious. Did you know that his nickname in the chat is King Explosion Murder?"

Kayama snickered, "Did you know that he actually wanted that to be his hero name?"

"I expected as much..." Hakatama shook his head, "I had him for the internships. I was hoping to change his brash attitude... but he's a stubborn one."

"Ha. He really must be something if even you couldn't change him." Tensei grinned, "I guess -"

The beeping from the heart rate monitor suddenly sped up, and all three heroes snapped their heads in Midoriya's direction.

"I think... we should get a doctor..." Tensei mumbled, pressing the button on the wall that was installed for that very purpose.

It didn't take too long until a doctor and several nurses entered, moving closer to the bed to check on Midoriya. Kayama, Hakamata and Tensei moved aside to give them space, when the green haired boy suddenly sprung to life, promptly kicking the blankets off and nailing the doctor in the chest.