Midoriya's mother gasped as Nensu slowly took the boy's hand. She watched as Midoriya's face slowly heated up to bright red from embarrassment, almost as if she was trying to embed the moment into her brains. She then took the free hand of Nensu and looked at the dual haired girl in the eyes.
"Please take care of little Izuku well."
She said, and let go. Though the lady had been worried about her son and his reckless injuries, seeing that he had someone to rely on and stand beside, she felt relieved. Her concern was that he'd have to go through all this trouble alone, far off from his mother, but so far, he was going well. Seeing him hurt still made her chest ache, but how he was doing cut off a portion of the pain. She could finally manage to smile again.
Midoriya gingerly wrapped his fingers around Nensu's hand.
"I..it's fine, we always look after each other."
He said.

Hiems sighed. It was like the boy was drawing all the trouble to himself. Ever from USJ, where he broke his finger, to when he encountered that hero killer-though he didn't see the fight himself, he saw the injuries and figured it was a very strong foe- and now the leader of the League of Villains himself having a talk with him.
"They've got the guts to pull out big plans in times like this, when Japan's symbol of Peace stands tall."
He said.
"And for Midoriya... I honestly don't know. It's almost like he himself is pulling trouble."