A 'Normal' Cafe Owner {Discontinued, already have a re-write}

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As Midorya finished what he was doing, the bell rang, and he set down the hot coffee and hot chocolate coffee, a slight smile on his face when he saw who it was.

A man with black eyes stared at Izuku, tiredness visible on his face, a weapon scarf laying around his neck, a black jumpsuit with many hidden pockets, and long black hair tied in a messy bun.

The other man smiled brightly at Izuku, saying, "Hello listener!" The man greeted, his long blond hair also tied in a bun, a casual outfit to match, orange glasses partially covering his radiant green eyes.

"Ah Hizashi,Shouta!" exclaimed Izuku, waving, "Here's your usual order!" Izuku said as he placed the coffee on the counter, and Aizawa nodded gratefully before taking a seat on one of the stools.

Aizawa took out the folder hidden in his uniform and a pen, Hizashi followed him and sat down beside Aizawa, Hizashi grins at Izuku and gives him a finger gun, "Thanks lil listener!" He was ecstatic.

Izuku replied with a smile, "Your welcome."

No one suspected anything; they simply assumed he was a fan of the famous radio head and hero known as 'Present Mic,' based on the way he spoke.

Here's a fact: no one suspects or recognizes heroes in civilian attire, and that's exactly how they want it; they don't want to be swarmed by their fans and make a noisy crowd.

The first time someone entered Izuku's cafe without changing into their civilian attire, the cafe was swarmed by many people asking for autographs and photos, making it loud and crowded inside.

Izuku sighs as he recalls the accident. That still irritates him, but not as much as it did before. “Does anything bother you, listener?” Hizashi inquires.

Izuku simply waved his hand dismissively, “Just remembering something zashi,” he mused before continuing to make the orders.

He came to a halt when he remembered something, "Where is Nem or Toshi?" He inquires, having completed the order of table 15. “They were stopped by Nezu, so they might be late,” Aizawa murmured as he sipped his coffee.

Izuku nodded, picking up the tray to place the table's 15 orders on it, and shifted slightly before beginning to walk towards the table.

“Here's your order,” Izuku said, and the two women looked up and smiled, thanking him. Izuku walked back to the counter, turning around the tray in his hand.

Izuku raised an eyebrow at what they were doing and raised his head; they were checking exam papers; he shakes his head and walks to the other side of the counter.

“Izuku, where is Eri?” Aizawa inquired, raising his gaze from the paper to Izuku. Izuku was about to respond when a small horn appeared beneath the counter, prompting Izuku to chuckle, "There's your answer," he replied.

“Shouta!” Hizashi looked at the two amusement dancing in his green eyes as Eri happily greeted him before climbing into Aizawa's lap, "Hi Zashi!" Eri smiled once more before nestling into Aizawa's chest.

Aizawa drew his weapon scarf up to his mouth to hide his smile, “Hello, Eri,” he said tiredly, before shifting Eri to a more comfortable seat.

He looked up to the exam paper and began again, licking his dried lips and taking a sip of the remaining coffee.

“Good day, my favorite listener!” Eri giggles as Hizashi gives her finger guns with a goofy grin on his lips.

When the bell rang again, Izuku looked up and perked up when he recognized who it was: a teen with spiky light brown hair, narrowed red eyes, and a UA uniform with a loose tie.