ECHO (Original)

Chapter 4

Detect- Naomasa-san had a large apartment in uptown Musutafu. They got there just about two hours after Izuku signed his papers. After he signed the papers, he had been led back to the evidence room to pick up the TV, where Naomasa-san had made a comment about how light the device was.

They had taken the commute back, seeing as Tsukauchi didn't actually own a car, where Izuku saw a few interesting people.

A girl with entirely pink skin and hair with black scleras and gold irises and was holding onto the bar next to her as she stood. She wore a school uniform with neon coloured sneakers, which Izuku only had to assume were her outdoor shoes. She had small crooked yellow horns out of the front of her head and was talking excitedly to the boy sitting in front of her. She seemed very open and happy to be talking to someone, judging by how loud she was.

The boy looked normal for the most part, save for the small scar over his right eye. He had chin-length, shaggy black hair and red eyes. He wore a school uniform as well, his school's blazer haphazardly shoved into his back sitting in his lap. His body posture was... closed. He scarily reminded Izuku of himself. He wore normal black and white tennis shoes, which were worn from possible overwear.

Then, down the train, there was another boy that looked to be the height of an elementary kid. He had purple hair, or what looked like it, that lead into four balls on top of his head. He wore a middle school uniform, so it was safe to say that he was probably around Izuku's age. The boy was standing at the far end, holding onto a bar as he stared at something that seemed to... entice him?

It was then that he realized that the purple-haired boy was staring at the pink-skinned girl. He pulled at Naomasa-san's sleeve, grabbing his attention.

"Naomasa-san," Izuku whispered quietly, keeping his eyes staring forwards as to not bring attention to himself, "I think that small boy in the middle school uniform over to your left is planning to do something to the pink-haired girl. I don't think it's going to be anything good."

Naomasa, who had noticed the boy trying to keep in on the down-low, whispered back, "I see what you mean, but I can't do anything to stop him unless he actually acts on it. From there we can decide what to do with him."

Izuku nodded, shifting his eyes back to the small boy who by then was practically drooling. A few moments passed as Naomasa-san looked back down to his phone, and the boy had then started scooching over to where the two teens were talking.

Izuku's grip on the TV in his lap tightened as he saw the boy move. He didn't like this, not one bit. The two to his right hadn't noticed yet, but he was watching very carefully. By the time that the purple-haired boy reached the part of the carriage that Izuku and Naomasa-san were in, Izuku had passed the TV over to the adult and was standing up.

The purple-haired boy was now just a few feet away from the two students, getting ready to pounce. As soon as he did try to reach out for them, grabbing the two's attention, Izuku had grabbed him and pinned him to the ground.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Izuku hissed out, hands wrapped tightly around the smaller's wrists and grinding his knee into his back.

All the smaller boy could do was gasp in pain as he struggled to breathe. Everyone in the carriage was staring at the two on the ground, watching what was going on with interest, shock, and disappointment.

"Alright, Izuku-kun," Naomasa-san spoke as he placed the TV down on his seat to walk over to the boy in question. "Hold him there for a second so I can place cuffs on him. We can detain him on the next stop."

The green-haired boy hummed in agreement, holding the boy still until the cuffs were latched on. He then got off of him so that Naomasa-san could pick him up and pull him over into an open chair where he could watch him.