Chapter 15

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-3rd POV-

Exams are approaching, the students of UA are doing their best in training both their minds and bodies. Though one particular female was uninterested, walking through the greenery of he campus. This female was -of course- being watched by Ectoplasm, some teachers were starting to doubt that this girl was actually a part of the League of Villains. Aizawa on the other hand, was still vigilant towards Izumi. Why? Well he never doubts his gut feeling, it saved his life multiple times so he trusts his instincts.

-Izumi's POV-

I sighed as I watch the birds fly above the sky. It's been so long since I've seen or heard anything about Tomura-kun! I miss him so much... Although I should probably start my move... I've gathered as much info as I can, and from the looks of it I'll be transferred to Tartaros soon. They see my interactions with Shoto as suspicious, which I don't blame them for to be honest. I knew these things by of course browsing through the memories of my 'cautious' watchers. It's funny how they watch my every move but never notice my simple and not so discreet attempts in escaping. It's a shame that they're so clueless.

"It's time to go back Midoriya" I frowned and walked towards Ectoplasm, this was supposed to be my 'last' day outside so they're letting me wander around. "I'll miss seeing the sky... But oh well! At least mom will be allowed to visit me right?" "I can't guarantee that happening often but I hope they will allow that." I nodded solemnly and followed him. 'This is too much acting... I need their assistance soon...'

-meanwhile 3rd POV-

A smirk was planted on his chapped lips as he read the contents of the letter. It was once again from their 'young' broker, Shigaraki couldn't contain his excitement. Hell will rise the moment they go into action. But before that...

"Giran, could you get info on locations? I need every possible routes, from UA to Tartaros." said man chuckled, inhaling his branded cigar before he replied with an amused 'gotcha'. Twice was just watching Shigaraki as said male kept swaying back and forth on his seat giddily. He leaned to his left and 'whispered' "What's with him? He seems really trigger happy" the person beside him -being Dabi- only shrugged. Trying to ignore the occasional maniacal chuckles that Shigaraki would release.

"Oooohh~~ are we going to meet Shiggy's girlfriend?!" Dabi could only scoff at the question, it was obvious and quite honestly he wants no part in that operation. "It says here that she'll be transferred three days from now. But we're going to be on stand-by starting tomorrow." "What?!" all three present recruits yelled, why would they need to go that far? "I'm sure they'll be expecting that we'll be ambushing them on this date specified. Get the drift nutcases?" Dabi's eye twitched at the nickname but shrugged. "So whose going?" "It will be only appropriate that Mr. Compress should be there, along with Twice and you for back up." Kurogiri spoke as he cleaned the used cups. "Ah, I see now! You'll have me compress the van, before Dabi cremate the surrounding escorts." Mr. Compress exclaimed gaining a whine from Toga, "Wait a minute, why isn't Shiggy coming with them?" said male only smirked. "We have to make it seem like the League wasn't the one who orchestrated the act." Toga hummed but furrowed her brows. "But isn't Nightingale only associated to the League? How will you make that happen?" at this question the screen of the laptop on the counter lit up. "None of you won't have to worry about the details, I already have it prepared."

-Todoroki's POV-

Taking a deep breath, Yaoyorozu and I walked out of the exam site. "That was amazing you two! Congrats on passing!" I nodded at Uraraka and the others, but my eyes went straight to Midoriya. "What happened to you? Did Bakugou blast you again?" he laughed sheepishly as he tried not moving in his weird position. "N-no... All Might slammed himself into my back as we were escaping.... But I think I'll be fine.... All three of us got a scolding from Recovery though..." I couldn't help but chuckle, I wonder how they're doing. I sent them a warning so I hope they do their jobs.

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