Chapter 31: A Brief Reprieve

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The entire journey back to UA, I was in a trance. My head was swimming with unspoken fears. What if I was found out? What if they tried to kill me? What if I failed? These questions buzzed in my head and fluttered in my chest, making my heart pang painfully and tears build up in my eyes. Why did it have to be me? There had to be someone else? Surely!

"This... this certainly proves to be quite a problem," Natsu-san whispered solemnly as she stared blankly down at her notepad. All thought of making notes abandoned. As soon as I had made it back to UA, I had asked Dad to schedule an appointment with Natsu-san for as soon as possible. There was no way that I was going to be ok after the information which had just been deposited on me. Everything just seemed to be building up. I had spoken to Natsu-san about my mother's body being robbed from her grave, but it still weighed like a lead weight in my mind. It wasn't simply something you could just forget. Now I wasn't only worried about my mother's body, but also the fact that the hero commission was sending me into an extremely dangerous situation, seemingly with no regard about how it would affect me.

"Yeah," I muttered hoarsely, I had been crying ever since I entered the office 30 minutes prior. "They... they don't care about me. Or my life. I'm just another soldier in their eyes. An expandable piece on a chessboard that they can throw away like I don't mean anything. Do I not mean anything? I'm trying so hard to prove myself, I want to help others, but I'm only 16. I... I shouldn't have to do this right? I can't stop them though." I continued to cry into my hands. My drawing pad was left discarded beside me, I was in no mental state to draw right now.

"This is morally and ethically disgusting. I don't think they can do this. I'll have to speak to Ihro-san and some higher-ups to try and sort this out." Natsu-san muttered to herself before she turned her kind eyes on me and offered me a tissue.

"I understand, Izuku. Everything is piling up on you and you're right in thinking that you shouldn't have to do this. You are a child, as much as some people may not want to admit it. You are incredibly worthy and incredibly talented. Once you graduate from UA, which you will, you will be an amazing hero. But undertaking this mission now, at the point which you are at and also how old you are, will not be good for you." Natsu-san spoke in a low, soothing voice. I felt the panic and distress which had coiled in my chest unwind itself ever so slightly at Natsu-san's sweet voice.

"Tell me, Izuku, what do you want to happen?" Natsu-san asked.

"I want to help, but not be on the front lines. I don't think that I or any of my classmates should be on the front lines, we're too inexperienced. At least the Big Three are really close to being fully-fledged heroes. They're the top three hero students in all of Japan, they know what to do, my friends and I don't. I... I want to observe the heroes, through cameras or something. I want to help the little girl who is being abused heal mentally and assure her that she has people who she can rely on." I whispered, my hoarse voice becoming thick with emotion as I continued to speak. Natsu-san nodded and scribbled notes as I spoke.

"That's completely valid. That is what I would recommend for you and your classmates." Natsu-san nodded, her deep blue eyes filled with a mixture of anger, sympathy and disgust. She was clearly trying to maintain a professional attitude, but it was hard given what I had told her. What sane person would remain calm and not have even a hint of disgust in their eyes when they heard the hero commission was trying to send teenagers into a life-threatening situation. This wasn't like the other times. The attack on the USJ and the training camp were thrust upon us without warning. We didn't expect to be in such scarring situations. This... raiding a villain base, was premeditated. Sure it was still being pushed on us, but the adults in charge had time to think and see how bad of a situation this was. They were just being idiots.

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