Mystery from Another World--MHA

Part 8: Do You Believe in Magic?

Once everyone was in their rooms, Yaoyurozu finally could think... It was sort of overwhelming. She hoped the event had accomplished what it was supposed to. 

Pulling out her phone she looked up any news coverage of it... Sure enough the media had ambushed the parents outside the school. Most of the parents put in a good word for UA, thank goodness. Her mom declined comment, while her dad just shrugged. Not helpful, but her parents hated paparazzi getting in their business. 

She bit her lip when Endeavor appeared. Predictably, he said UA was doing fine, and he didn't think his son would have any trouble surpassing even All Might when he graduated. Todoroki was going to hate that. She sighed, that was just making him a target, more than he already was, maybe Midoriya and Bakugo too. Endeavor was a Pro-- he was supposed to be smarter than this! A brief glance at the comments just confirmed her fear. 

A knock on her door startled Momo, and she slammed the phone down. "Who is it?" 

"Me," Shine's voice answered back. 

"Oh...uh, come in."                                                                                                                

Shine came in softly and shut the door. "I heard sound in here so I figured you were awake. Sorry to intrude." 

"Did you want something?" 

"Well...I thought both of us had a stressful day, and aside from the Bible, music, ranting, my go-to is chocolate." She held up some candy. "If you want some..." 

"I probably shouldn't..." Momo began. Tempting though. 

 Shine looked a little disappointed.

 "Okay, maybe a little..." Momo relented.

Shine hopped onto the bed without further ado and handed them over. "Is this okay?" 

"Yes, this is fine..." Yaoyurozu hope she wouldn't comment on how ridiculously huge the bed was for the room. 

"This is like three times the size of my bed at home," Shine noted, "How'd you get it in here?"

 So much for that. 

"Piece by piece," Yaoyurozu said, embarrassed. 

"It's all lovely though." Shine eyed the furniture. She shrugged. "Stop looking at me like I'm making a big deal out of it." 

"Oh, sorry." Yaoyurozu sat up straighter. 

"Reminds me of another friend of mine." Shine tapped her chin. "A good one. Only she's redheaded." 

 "Ah." Yaoyurozu wasn't sure what to say. "You must know so many people. All those worlds-- do you have favorites?" 

"Usually the one I'm in is my favorite. It's hard to compare things so different." She munched on candy between words. "But people, on the other hand, they usually remind me of each other, Wally too. It can be deja vu-ish. I guess some things don't change." 

"That's interesting," Yaoyurozu mused, "That people are the same everywhere." 

"Well, if the world was a stage or canvas even, each stage is set differently: different backdrop, different colors, different lighting-- but actors are all people, telling a story. Shakespeare was on it." Shine gestured around. "Worlds are creatively different but essentially stay the same. Truth never changes." 

"I never thought I'd ever discuss something like this," Yaoyurozu observed, "You make it sound so normal." 

"I appreciate your curiosity. Kind of nice not to get the 'you're crazy' treatment." Shine grinned, then sighed. "So how are you doing? You seem blue-- Does that make sense in Japanese? You know what I mean?"