Worthless Necessity [HitoZuku]

Chapter 155 - But they don't know the feeling

Shinsou finally managed to convince Midoriya to have some dinner before taking a shower, and he just lay stomach down on Midoriya's bed, trying to finish some homework as Midoriya popped into the bathroom.

He hastily scribbled some answers onto his worksheet, and it didn't take more than a few minutes for Midoriya to be finished with his shower, and the boy opened the bathroom door, fully clothed, his towel around his neck, with all his usually fluffy curls now pressed flat against his head, dripping with water.

The lavender haired boy let out a small laugh as Midoriya furiously rubbed his towel through his hair, soaking up most of the water, and the green haired boy looked up, glaring at Shinsou as his cheeks puffed out slightly.

With a huff, Midoriya stalked over to where Shinsou was sitting, before he plopped himself down on top of the taller boy. Shinsou let out a squeak as Midoriya sat on his back, before he continued to dry his hair.

"Well... Someone is grouchy." Shinsou muttered, and Midoriya paused again, looking at Shinsou with a completely unimpressed expression on his face.

Shinsou just let out another laugh, before he picked up his phone, "Oh, by the way, Dad just texted the group and told us that we'd only have two more days of lessons with the Ketsubutstu and Shiketsu students and -"

"Really?"

Shinsou turned his head to face Midoriya, and he found that Midoriya's face had completely lit up with a bright, hopeful expression at the mention that their joint training session with the other two schools would be ending soon.

"Yeah... but next time, the other schools would be hosting. We'd probably have to stay a week in both Shiketsu and Ketsubutsu at some point."

Midoriya's face visibly fell, as the smaller boy slouched, before he sluggishly continued to dry his hair.

"Well... I guess we've found the root of the problem." Shinsou sighed, "I know you're still wary around Mr. Demented Sprite Can... but you really don't like them so much?"

"I don't know. They're... not that bad... I know they're not bad." Midoriya admitted, hanging his towel around his neck again, "I... I don't know... I just don't trust them... I guess? At least... with our classmates and 1-B and maybe Hatsume... I know they won't hurt us... but with the other schools..."

Midoriya's voice trailed off, and Shinsou thought for a second, "Maybe ask the principal? Maybe something's going to happen and you're just feeling it way ahead of time. You know you have a good premonition sense for that."

"Maybe." Midoriya sighed, and he scratched his head, before deciding to pull himself away from his useless thoughts that kept dragging him down, and focus on something useful. He peered over Shinsou's shoulder, and glared at the messy scribbles on Shinsou's paper in frustration.

"You can't plug in the numbers before doing integration! You have to solve for the integral first, then plug in the numbers and subtract it!"

"Wait, I can't?"

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There was a knock on his door, and Nezu looked up, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and Midoriya poked his head in. Nezu's face lit up, "Hello, Izuku!"

"Am I... uh... interrupting anything...?" Midoriya awkwardly asked, and Nezu shook his head, hopping off his chair, and moved to the couch. He was a bit surprised to see Midoriya there, especially since Hound Dog just had a counseling session with him the previous day that didn't really go anywhere, and Midoriya didn't really have a tendency to seek him out unless he really needed to.