A Vigilante Barista [Vigilante deku, dadzawa]

Chapter 11 - entrance exam

[Third person POV]
[2530 words]

'Izuku! Can you come help me?' Nanami called from the kitchen.

Izuku placed down the mug he was polishing and walked into the kitchen. The cafe had been given a bulk order for a random company, so Izuku had come into work earlier to help prepare food. Nanami was placing different pastries in boxes.

'I have some muffins in the oven, can you take them out please?' She asked.

Izuku nodded and took a batch of fresh muffins out of the oven. They smelled delicious. Nanami was the best baker Izuku knew; he absolutely loved the smell of the kitchen after she had baked.

'Have you finished the coffee orders?' She asked.

'Yes...' Izuku mumbled.

'Great! Can you carry them out to my car?' She asked, chucking the teen her car keys.

Izuku caught the keys and nodded as he walked out of the kitchen. He picked up a tray of take away coffees and walked out of the cafe. It was still dark outside since it was the early hours of the morning, but the street lights managed to keep the place alive. The cafe hadn't have many customers for the morning, which made production of the food quicker.

Izuku loaded the coffees into the car. It took a few trips, but he got it done quickly nonetheless.

He helped Nanami load the food into the car, then waved to her as she drove off. They didn't often do deliveries, but Nanami trusted Izuku enough to let him watch the cafe while she was out. After all, he usually opened the cafe in the morning when she was running late.

Izuku walked back into the cafe and sighed. He loved it when the cafe was deserted; it was easier to be productive. He grabbed the mop and began scrubbing the floor until it shined, then polished the windows until they were like mirrors.

The bell on the door rang as a familiar hero walked in. Izuku glanced at the hero and bowed slightly.

'Good morning...' Izuku greeted.

'Hello, Izuku...' the hero smiled as he sat down in his usual comfy spot.

'The usual?' The vigilante asked.

'Yes, thanks...'

Izuku walked behind the counter and began making a coffee. The aroma was strong and bitter; a familiar and comforting motif. He artistically poured the frothy milk into the mug, drawing a clover as he did. He carefully carried the mug to the hero's table and sat it down.

'Are you working alone today?' Aizawa asked.

Izuku glanced at the hero, wondering how he knew he was the only one here.

'No... Nanami is doing a delivery...' He explained.

'Oh! You do deliveries?' Aizawa asked.

'Only bulk deliveries... like company breakfasts or festivals...' Izuku explained.

'So, would you deliver to UA? For the upcoming entrance exam?' Aizawa inquired.

'Yes... but you have to order in advance...'

'I'll let the principal know...' Aizawa took out his phone with a smile.

Izuku walked back towards the counter. The entrance exams were coming up quick, he wasn't prepared at all. He had already applied to take the exam, but who knew what would happen if others found out he was Quirkless. What if the entrance exam required the use of quirks, and your entrance was determined by your quirks strength?