Aerandir

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

@Zerothhe drppped the rp says he couldn’t keep up with it and was falling behind

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@HushedWhispersalrighty then, Thanks for ya time then. Please let me know if can work for ya later on.

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@HushedWhispersif you meant just an ambassador meh it’s a.little to boring for me to be just that. Unless you were meaning something else and excuse me on that.

But if anything it would be for shibla as I like the king more for that one.

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@HushedWhispers well I’m not quite sure on where to place him exactly as of yet. The idea I had was he works in the shadows to gather information/steal intell (like if this was a ruse for one of the countries to get close and gather military information on the other) stop any assasination attempts(if any) or be the assassin himself?

I just don’t have enough information at the time. I would like to have it he is part of an organization that reports directly to the king, wrapped in mystery and thought to be black magic users. (There will be no magic whatsoever just superstitions) famous enough to be heard about but not really known about.

If you are planning on anything like this he could be of use to make that happen or stop it from happening. But figured I’d ask.

Edit: hell he could even be used as drama in a forbiddion love triangle torn for obeyin his king and wanting to be with his love.

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@HushedWhispersI am currently reading all the intro stuff at the moment, It has been a while since I've done something like this (if I'm reading it right.)

Tendivily I ask, If there were a spot open still...must I take a Lord or lady Role? Or could I perhaps take a different approach. I had an idea for a mysterious spy/unoffical ambassador/bodyguard. Basically a warrior loyal to his king protecting his sister, who is not a knight and is a bit rough around the edges but has been around royals enough to speak comfortably.

I don't know if i'm making sense excuse me if i missed something or need to clarify.

Edit: If any of you read Rangers apprentice, it was heavily inspired by this.

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

@Stale Pizzai was just being sarcastic

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

My net hasn't dropped again since night before last, so that issue may already be fixed. Right now I'm on-call but hopefully nothing will come up over the weekend.

Also sorry if anything I mentioned before was insensitive or disturbing, I was kinda rambling and on the edge of sleep already and the funeral business is probably expected to be a bit like that in general.

@Zeroth

To be honest... I am a little creeped out XD

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Takeshi’s lip curled in a tiny smirk as he noticed her tuft of hair spring up after introducing himself. It was odd. But he had seen many weird quirks before. He stood there looking at her when she looked back at him, her head cocked to the side as if she was trying to process something in her head. Staring blankly at him as he blinked back at her with an amused smirk. She really was odd. The other girl sort of answered his question, but it was more directed to Mina, than to him. It was clear she was bitter about her own situation. It didn’t take a genius to figure that out.

He was pulled out of it when Motome introduced herself, suddenly her tuft of hair was bapping him in the nose, his head pulled back slightly as he was confused at first at what hit him, then again it bopped him on the nose as she stood up. Seeing it finally, his amused smirk turned into a small grin, more so when she asked if he was a ninja or samurai, or the combination of the two.

He was about to answer, but he hesitated. Thinking about it actually he was formally trained to be a samurai, however he did learn few of the arts that normally a Ninja would practice in, Intel gathering. Evasion and escape, as well as stealth when needed. With a thoughtful look on his face he looked to Motome with her childlike expression on her face, which only made him smile more.

Well, I was formally trained as a Samurai, as has all my ancestors had since well before the Meji Era. However we have trained in a few Ninjutsu arts as well. So I suppose the correct answer would be a Samurai-Ninja.

It is a pleasure to meet you as well. He noticed they haven’t eaten yet as they were sitting down. Kenichi was mention how he inhales his food jokingly. He glanced at the others near them and looked once again to Fumika. Forgive me, I should let you and your visitors eat before bothering you any further. I would like to get to know you more some other time. He bowed his head to Fumika once again.

Overhearing Mina speaking to Haruka about Jett Haven he glanced over. He found it odd that he was a person of interest to those two. To him he was a bumbling fool who was a big talker. He remembered the scene in the lunchroom. And he was easily thrown from a window in class.

Even more so that she didn’t even know this girl but she was trying to get to the bottom of it.

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

Yashiro, Takeshi

Ezra

Ezra had followed the boy. Even watching the way he walked, he could feel intense discipline and self control, something honed from intense training and whilst it didn’t make Ezra particularly intimidated, like before, it made him watch his step around him. By the time they were outside, he didn’t exactly feel like sitting in silence even if it wouldn’t have made any difference to him so he figured he’d start conversation.

“Sisters, ay.” he spoke, obviously noting to the boy that he’d had the same experience himself.

Takeshi was perfectly fine with walking in silence, He could almost feel like the boy behind him was watching him. If he was him he would be as well. He glanced back as he spoke once outside. He said nothing as he looked forward again. After come to the realization that this one had a sister as well, he had a slight relaxing feeling come over him. Perhaps this one would not try anything with Michiko if he understood what it meant to have a sister...especially a younger one.

He moved his arm around, flexing the arms different ways in it to stretch the that was burned. The process caused immense pain, but he took it in stride as he was trying to force as much pain upon himself before having it healed. While he, like his sister found it incredibly stupid to purposefully hurt another in training, to…’test your limits’ He had no qualms, unlike her, to do so to himself with injuries he received. One of the things he actually appreciated his father teaching him, despite his methods of introducing that lesson.

They are… a handful at times. He slowed his pace so Ezra was more slightly behind him. I am assuming you have a sister yourself? Older or younger?

Ezra grinned. His family was huge, in comparison to most. So the answer to the question was, well, both. He had around 8 siblings in total, but the one he was most referring to was his little sister. Still, she had nothing on his sister in regards to fussiness. Even if he came back with a broken arm she’d probably laugh at him and tell him to walk it off.

“I got both. Families pretty big round my parts, but they still ain’t got nothin’ on yours. She might be worse than my mom.” he spoke with a smile as he thought of home. Whilst he didn’t miss the locale, he missed the bustling family, the conversations at the dinner table, them coming to see him play or telling him off for fighting too much. Thoughts of home were always warm in regards to family

He nodded when he answered. ” Michiko has always been the most sweet and caring in the family. I used to get injured a lot more when I was growing up. She, would be the one who would be there taking care of me.” If Ezra were to look closely at the skin revealed by his tanktop, he could see clearly some nasty scars that were the evidence of his upbringing. Many of which were inflicted by swords.

He thought to his other brothers and sisters...none of them compared to Michiko, one looking in on their family would even wonder if she was even related. Not even his own mother showed that much motherly love. He then thought about the last few months where it was only he and his sister. These had been the best months he could remember with ‘family’.

They soon came to the nurses. “Michiko is too sweet for this line of ‘work’ It’s up to me to make sure she can do whatever she desires in life.” He found it odd how he slipped and said that to Ezra, When ever he spoke of his sister though, he seemed to be a bit more….chatty.

Ms.Kiwi had been doing paperwork when the two came in. Her nose twitched as the door opened and she knew these two were injured. She whipped her head towards the door, her hair swaying in the air and covering her chest. “Looky Looky long time no see Mr.Jasekade” she turned to see a black haired boy as well. “And you brought me quite the adorable friend..hi there. I am your school nurse, Ms.Kiwi” she said with a smile as she placed her hands on her hips. Her nose twitched once more as she smelled Takeshi's burns. “Oh my do you have some horrible burns, take a seat on the bed and I will treat them” she motioned takeshi towards a bed.

“As for you Mr.Jasekade, I will treat you without my quirk this time. It's best that they don't get an acclimated to you, else I won't be able to keep them disciplined.” By they she meant the insects getting hooked to the taste of Ezra's blood and flesh.

Takeshi raised an eyebrow at the nurse at her choice of words and how she held herself. She was odd, that was for sure. A guy would easily get excited at such a beautiful woman as a nurse taking care of him, however he already heard the horror stories from his fellow students in A-3. The quirk she had was creepy...and the fact she felt like she was hitting on her patients really didn’t seem appealing after that. He walked to the bed and sat down, realizing he still had his Bokken and pulled it out, resting it on the bed behind him.

As kiwi prepared to fix up the boy she surveyed the boy's skin. The nurse squinted hard before letting out a “hmm.” This wasn't any ordinary kid as he had multiple nasty scars. She placed her finger on the boys burned shoulder and ran it down towards his hand. Ms.Kiwi pulled her hand back then opened. Takeshi and Ezra could see the bugs pouring down though these ones were a cream coloring and they immediately latched on to the boys arm. “You should have taken better care of your wounds, your skin is nice.” The bugs began really getting into the boys skin he would feel them moving around in it. “You must have one nasty burn for them to go in like this.” They soon emerged and could see the boys healthy skin rise to the surface healthy and new. She retracted her bugs and placed a few bandaids over the drained blisters.

“All done , just make sure to keep your drained blisters clean”

Takeshi watched nurse Kiwi intently as he saw her studying his old wounds. Sure enough she made mention of them. He simply said, They are a reminder of my mistakes growing up My father made sure they would scar so I would never forget. He said matter of factly. He was always patched up at home, if serious enough like some scars would show, to Ms. Kiwi, She would know instantly he was almost killed a few times. His father would have a personal doctor with a healing quirk to heal him enough for him to survive, then if it was coverable, just enough to stop bleeding, while bandages would serve the rest of the healing process. Otherwise it would be healed enough to leave a scar.

Takeshi still went to school, but his father was smart enough to cover it enough to avoid the investigation of Child services.

He watched as the bugs entered his skin, an odd sensation which grossed him out slightly, but it didn’t show on his face. When she mentioned the burn he only nodded. Raw electrical energy would do that. He was slightly surprised she didn't ask who did it. But he shrugged and moved off the bed so Ezra could sit down. Grabbing his bokken, he slipped it back into his sash and inspected his arm, oddly...he was almost disappointed he would have no scar from this one. Almost.

Ezra sat down upon the bed as he watched Takeshi get treated. He still couldn’t get used to that woman's quirk, regardless of how attractive she was. It was creepy as fuck to be frank and he was honestly glad that he didn’t have to be treated by it. As he sat down, he took off his shirt to show the extent of the wounds preemptively for Kiwi in order for her to have full visibility for the wounds.

“You can go back and get the cake if you want Takeshi. I don’t mind if ya wanna leave.” he spoke, knowing that he likely wouldn’t want to stay at the nurse's office.

As Ezra sat on the bed Ms.Kiwi smiled, “It's sweet of you to come visit me at the end of the day” she said as she pulled her gloves down her hand.. The nurse then began wiping the boy skin and cleansing it of any bacteria. Once all the blood and cuts were cleansed Kiwi began rubbing ointment onto the boy's cuts before wrapping them up in bandages and patting him on the back.

“You should feel good by morning, just relax your muscles for the rest of the night” she said as she took her gloves off and dropped them in the trash. She went back to her desk to finish up some more paperwork.

Takeshi nodded at Ezra, as he told him he was free to go. He didn’t need to say it twice...He was really looking forward to that cake. He quickly made his exit as ms. Kiwi slipped on her gloves.

“Thanks.” he spoke after recieving his treatment. He was strangely more comfortable around older women than a little girl and that was something that annoyed him. Regardless, he wanted to go get some of the cake if it was still available so he began hustling back to the dorms, to find it being served as he came back in.

“Well, I’m glad I didn’t miss out.” he spoke with a sigh of relief as he sat back down.

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Yashiro, Takeshi

Yashiro Michiko

Ms.Kiwi

Ezra

Michiko came into the room not much longer before her older brother returned from training. She was surprised to see he had some serious burns on his left arm. What happened?? Was it from someone he tried to spar with? She quickly moved over to them, ignoring everyone else and brushing passed Ezra and stopping Takeshi with a hand to his chest. She took her other hand and gingerly took his burned arm into it as she inspected it. Seeing the white blisters. She shook her head.

.What happened? She demanded in a worried tone. Sure Takeshi had taken much more serious wounds in his day, but still it was supposed to be training. Then to top it off he was deliberately putting himself through more ‘training’ by not getting it taken care of.

Another student using her powers improperly, caused an explosion because she had no control proper control of it. Despite it being only a spar. he said in an almost bored tone. He tried to pull away but she held him for a moment. He looked at her as her eyes glared at him with her own stubbornness with an unspoken demand. He sighed Alright, I will have it taken care of after dinner. Deal?

She gave a disgusted sigh and pulled him towards the table she chose to sit at and pointed at the chair designated for Takeshi. Sit. At which he simply followed her instructions, while she was sitting across from Donny and next to Ezra.

Michiko gave a huff as she plopped into her seat, still glaring at her brother before looking at Ezra with a smile. Hello, It’s nice to meet you, My name is Yashiro Michiko, as you can tell, this brute over here is my older brother Takeshi.” She looked to donny who asked what's up. Noting his studer, Don’t worry, Takeshi may look mean, but he’s a big softy,

It was around this time the den mother introduced herself and explained the way she ran things. She did note her name, and knew of her history almost instantly, as it came up to her mind like a file. She knew EVERY Hero, and Most Villains. She was kinda glad she was the den mother. She was constantly cold. It will be nice to have someone who puts off that much heat.

Takeshi gave a barely noticeable shrug at her sister’s introduction to him. He gathered Donny made the food, and he simply added, “Thank you for the food.” Before starting to eat, even during the Den mothers introduction. His left arm placed on his lap, as he mentally steeled himself against the ever growing pain of the burn. His arm still had a slight tremor, but it was hardly noticeable.

Ezra had sat down and begin to get comfortable when he noted the people he was sitting with. It seemed he was with the boy he walked in with, the one that had a similar feeling to the people he used to live around, Donny, and a girl he’d never heard of. He wasn’t particularly fussed about the table choices, but he did know that he was still somewhat uncomfortable around women in social settings, and that was especially amped up today given the situation he was in with the blind girl.

It was at this time that he saw Michiko. Whilst he wasn’t exactly dumbstruck, he was damn sure of his gender at this point in time and she certainly wasn’t an ugly girl, rather very attractive to him for some reason. He tried to suppress himself however, as this was very clearly somebody’s little sister and he couldn’t bring himself to be trying anything regarding Takeshi, as he looked as if the two had a very close bonds. Even still, he found himself finding the girl very cute as she berated the boy for getting burned during a spar.

She then went and sat next to him. Shit he found himself thinking as the girl sat down next to him. Maybe if she sat away from him he could find himself some peace and not randomly find himself feeling awkward but this was terrible for him, perhaps a better time could not have been chosen. He still had his confidence, but he was very rattled on the inside as he tried to change his thoughts to the food as she introduced herself to him.

“Nice to meet ya. I’m Ezra.” he spoke with a somewhat uplifted tone. He found himself looking forward to the food, even as he found himself feeling very clammed up by this situation, even if it wasn’t completely evident on his face as he looked at the food before him.

“Thanks for the food.” he spoke as he began to dig in. Even though there was a girl right next to him, it didn’t seem to change his eating habits as he devoured it as he normally would have. He found himself finishing off his food in next to no time at all as he casually wiped his mouth with a napkin.

“That’s pretty good stuff. You got more?” he spoke seemingly happier than before.

Donny looked at the ones he was sitting with. Basically strangers to him. Sure he knew Ezra was from his class but aside from his name and his quick (which Donny only sorta knew thanks to the battle) he had no intel on the guy. The other two weren’t any more familiar; he only knew Machiko for about an hour and this was the first time he met Takeshi. Eating some food Donny looked nervously between everyone. ”I guess I should say something?” fortunately Ezra gave something for Donny to work with. He was always confident about food.

”Oh yeah, loads more. I uh… I was told to make thirty. So I m-made thirty.” A few more scoops from his chopsticks and Donny was done with his food. He ate his own beef don in about four bites. Before he could even stand up Mamoru was already there. She took Donny’s bowl and had a fresh one right where the old one was. Ezra also got himself a fresh helping. ”Hey hey! Chillax. I’ll get your food. If anyone wants seconds just ask!” And then Mamoru was gone.

Donny was left a bit flabbergasted that Mamoru was actually serving them, but he didn’t question it. Instead e tried I do small talk. ”S-So uh… Y’all like beef don? I uh, I made it with onions and s-stuff. Fried rice with w-walnuts t-t-too.” Food was always an easy topic to work with, usually. Donny reached out and took one of Acion’s fried pickles.

Michiko was surprised how Ezra ate his food… She grew up in a house full of boys….none of which ate like him. He had that bowl cleaned before she was even close to being halfway done. She had noticed how he didn’t look at her when he gave her his name. She leaned her head to the side as she studied him. He was odd. Many of the boys she knew were odd though. Yet he seemed more so. She only smiled before going back to her food as he asked Donny if there was more. This certainly was the best she had in a long time, she might even ask for seconds. When Donny explained what he made it with, she looked at him with an even bigger smile. This is absolutely amazing! I don't think I ever had beef don this good. The flavor is so rich. I certainly could learn a thing or two from you.

Takeshi was busy eating his food, He agreed with his sister's statement. It was really good. Though Michiko was a fantastic cook herself...it would seem she met her match. He wasn’t paying too much attention though, as he noticed how Ezra was slightly ridged when Michiko sat next to him. He didn’t give anything away, but the way he did not look at his sister when introducing himself was...troubling. He didn’t push it though. Clearly there wasn’t any evidence.

Glancing at Donny, It was really good, And take that as a real compliment, she is the best cook i known still now. He said as he too finished with his food. Much slower than Ezra. But still fast. He simply sighed and leaned back in his chair as the food warmed his stomach. Glancing at Ezra he then asked bluntly. ”So what's your quirk?”

Ezra was pleased to find that his food had came that quickly, and he wasted no time in eating it. Before any of them had thought to look at, or speak to Ezra after observing him from his first bowl, he had finished his second. He was still very hungry, but decided to be a bit more patient in this regard as he sat it down and pushed it to the side.

It was around this time that Takeshi had asked Ezra about his quirk. Ezra looked at the boy like he’d just choked a cat . Ezra didn’t exactly like giving information about his quirk or power away, even if he was proud of it. It was a strategic recourse that he was reluctant to even submit to the state when he discovered his ability, and only did it so he could get into the hero school. However, he had to evaluate the situation. It was obviously normal for these people to throw around such a valuable piece of information, but because his was so easily concealed and extremely difficult to spot, it was better to have that information. He figured he’d tell a half lie in this regard.

“I can give myself a power boost and make myself faster. What’s yours?” he spoke, trying to sound normal but he was obviously disturbed by this so it didn’t sound wholly natural.

Donny looked rather happy getting compliments about his cooking. It wasn’t really a “heroic” skill, but he was glad someone was enjoying it. Donny downed his second bowl and helped himself to some more pickles too. Takeshi asked Ezra about his quirk and Donny could feel the tension increase. Quirks were a sensitive topic for many reasons, while they were classmates, there was also some rivalry too. They would fight and train with each other for much of their high school life. While they’ll eventually learn each other's ability, it was still too early to reveal their secrets.

Donny of course wanted no part of talking about his quirk. He sought to find something else to distract himself with. Looking to Machiko, Donny tried to change the subject. ”If uh… If ya want, I c-c-could bring out your c-cake. I’m sure it’s g-g-great.” Always about the food. At least Donny was predictable.

Takeshi only smirked at Ezra’s response to his question. Wonderful, another guy who was smart in not revealing his quirk. Perhaps not all the students here were that foolish enough. It said a lot about the boy in his reaction, which was just as revealing to him as someone who explained their quirk.

He noted how unnatural his explanation was, it was clear it was only part of his quirk. He then turned the question back at him. At which Takeshi shrugged then effortlessly explained the lie of his quirk, which he had been doing all his life. I can push things around with my mind. which actually was kinda true, he can use the shadows anywhere within twenty feet to solidify push the objects it was behind. Including people.

He glanced at Donny when he tried to change the subject. cake? looking at Michiko. what kind of cake?

Michiko smiled at Takeshi when he tried to pry some info from Ezra. She giggled at the reaction Ezra gave, she suppressed it of course but that look made her smile. He of course didn’t reveal much and Takeshi did the same,

Donny then asked if she wanted the cake to come out. Smiling sweetly at Donny”oh I can get it if you want. she said standing up and looking at Ezra. As she moved a little towards him as she got out of her chair would you like some?.

Ezra recognized lying as well as the next person, especially considering that he’d just told one, so he figured that they were both pretty skeptical about giving away information, and he was glad that he wasn’t being pushed for more. It was around this time that the subject had switched to cake. He did enjoy a well made cake, and wasn’t that used to having it, as it wasn’t really a namesake in his part of the world due to the expense that it usually carried.

As it turned out, Michiko had made it and whilst he wasn’t that familiar with the types of cake, he couldn’t say no if she offered it to him, which she did, while getting even closer than before. Ezra was more uncomfortable, but didn’t want to make things awkward, so he looked at Michiko in the eye for as long as he could manage and spoke.

“Yeah, sure. I’d love some. You want me to help ya get it?” he said as he readied himself to stand up. He figured it was the polite thing to do, especially considering she’d made the cake for everyone.

She placed a hand gently on his shoulder. “thank you for the offer! Don’t get up though, you looked a little banged up like my brother. she giggled, picking up her plate and both of his.

Ezra jumped slightly at the touch of the girl on his shoulder, for two main reasons. Firstly, was because the touch was very unexpected, and he hadn’t anticipated the contact that definitely enhanced the awkwardness he felt, and the other, was that she was touching an undressed wound. Whilst it wasn’t bleeding, or a very deep cut, it still stung to have the cloth from his shirt pushed onto it, but he had nothing to blame other than his laziness to dress the cut in order to go back to dinner earlier. He figured he’d sit back down and let her handle it if she didn’t want his help.

”I-I-I’ll take one too please.” Actually Donny wanted half the cake, but he knew that was unacceptable. It looks like he had also finished his second bowl of steak don and all the pickles. He was wiping the cheese off his cheeks as he looked to Michiko. But since she was going to be leaving soon Donny would have to be with Ezra and Takeshi. Scary guys. Donny just sat there patiently waiting and hoping not to embarrass himself.

Michiko jumped at Ezra jumping. Looking at his arm then putting two and two together she placed her hands over her mouth. ”I’m so sorry I didn’t know you had some wounds there.” she could tel there was no bandages there. After her little scare went away she sighed and then said Ok this is stupid. looking to Takeshi, neither of you will not get dessert till you go to the nurse's office and get your wounds taken care of. she said folding her arms in front of her. Looking at the both of them with a cute scowl on her face. They didn’t move at first. well?! What are you waiting for? You think I’m kidding?

Takeshi sighed and pushed himself up from his seat. Looking to Ezra with a look that clearly said, she’s serious.

Ezra was shocked by the reaction. The apology at first was very close to making him embarrassed but what followed nearly did. He was being berated by a girl near enough a foot shorter than him and presumably younger, yet it was so damn cute that he could barely take it seriously. When Takeshi gave him a look, he knew it was serious however, and he figured that if she was that worried about it then he’d go and put her mind to rest and stood up.

“No ma'am.”

Donny just looked at the other two guys standing up, felt oddly bad. He wondered if maybe he should have gone to do some training too, instead of moping around the dorm and cooking. Slightly confused and concerned he tried to improve the situation somehow. ”Um uh ah, I’ll s-s-s-save y’all some cake?” Donny smiled meekly.

Michiko gave a nod of approval and a small amused smile. when Ezra said ‘no ma’am’ Donny then said they would save them some. To which she nodded as well.

Of course that would be just cruel and unusual to not save them a piece. But it’s far worse to sit there in pain just because they’re too lazy or think they won’t be man enough if they go to the nurse's. she said looking at the two boys standing. I will not stand for Unnecessary pain. Now go, I’ll take care of the dishes.

Takeshi just nodded and started walking to the door. He glanced at Roy and wondered if she would force him as well if she found him. He was far worse off than they.

Donny watched the other two leave and things felt… Marginally less stressful. At least Donny didn’t have to be paranoid about sizing up with Ezra and Takeshi. That being said when Michiko said she’d take care of the dishes Donny stood up with his own bowl too. ”I-I-I’ll help t-too!” Mamoru seemed busy at this moment and Donny was almost certain his table was done anyways. He’d follow Michiko into the kitchen and take care of the dishes. ”Y-You should take care of the c-c-cake. I’ll clean these.”

Michiko smilde at Donny when he offered to help. Oh thank you Donny-Kun. Once in the kitchen she placed the dishes at the sink and pulled out the cheese cake, Donny told her she should worry about that while he cleaned. She nodded and pulled out a serving spatula and side plates. She expertly cut up the cake into small pieces, enough for everyone to have a piece if they wanted, and while she assumed Mamoru was going to continue to help everyone, she placed the plates onto serving platters and placed them near the entrance of the dining hall.

She then said to Donny as she came over to help dry., You are so kind, using your own food to feed the class. I’ll make sure they will pay you back accordingly.

Donny felt all warm and tingly as he heard Michiko’s compliments. It was nice to be useful. And while a haunting echo whispered in the back of his mind Donny drowned it out with the sound of the water and Michiko’s voice. He didn’t want to hear about the past right now. ”It’s n-n-no problem. I-I-I was gunna eat a lot a-anyways.” As he washed the dishes Donny felt his hand getting much wetter than usual. When he looked he frowned. It looked like he cut his finger, or rather, ripped the skin on his meat bag. He could see his black mass seeping out though fortunately he could keep his form together well enough to not let it bleed out everywhere. It was just a small tear through so he wouldn’t need much more than a bandaid to cover it up. He could stitch it up back in his dorm.

”Ah. I cut m-my finger. C-Could you get me a b-bandaid?”

Michiko looked down at his cut and immediately noticed two things. The Lack of blood and the color. She never had seen black blood before. It must be apart of his quirk. She didn’t press as she quickly moved to the first aid kit left out from Hitomi using it on Acion and grabbed a band aid, quickly applying ointment to it with surprisingly well practiced ease She took Donny’s hand into her own and wrapped the finger he cut. There all better. Also, don’t be silly, you may have planned on eating a lot...but that’s still food that you didn’t eat. They need to pay their way as well.” She said as she threw the wrapper away and washed her own hands.

Donny quickly took his finger back and clenched it into a fist. ”Don’t freak Donny. Don’t freak. It’s just a small cut she didn’t see anything. Keep talking about food and she’ll forget about it.” Clearing his throat Donny continued to wash the dishes. He was almost done anyways, and this one he was more careful about the knife in the water. He made sure to wash that one first and wiped t dry. ”It’s… Its cool. No sweat. Foods’ food. Uh… Dishes done. Dessert?” Donny cleared the sink of the dishes, soap, and anything that might clog the drain. He was hoping to get some cake now.

And so Donny went to get cake. He wasn’t expecting anything unusual at first. But this cake was damn good, more so than they usually are. Donny tends to like anything that goes into his mouth but this was probably the best cheesecake he’s had thus far. As he savored his cake he looked to Michiko and decided to chat with her. ”So uh… You in the H-H-Hero course too? A1 or A2?” Donny has seen most of his fellow classmates but admittedly he’s seen a lot come and go. At this point he’s not too sure who’s in what class.

Michiko smiled as she folded her arms and leaned her hip against the counter. Nope. she said as she brushed some hair from her face over her ear. ”Takeshi just transferred from A-3 to this one after school was out. Apparently the principal felt he would be a better fit here. I still have a year before I enter high school. I start tomorrow at the Middle school around the corner. “ She then added at his sure confusion to come. ”I’ve been living with Takeshi for the last few months. He got special permission for me to live with him as he’s my legal guardian now.

Surely that would be odd, as he was only two years older. Not unheard of, but still odd. So I'll be living here with you guys! It's exciting honestly. she added with a giggle.

”Oh. That’s… Weird.” Donny said plainly. Michiko was still going to middle school but the school lets her stay here? He supposed that if she was living dependently with Takeshi that would make sense, but they didn’t seem the type to be in that bad of straights. Donny wasn’t sure why, but he had a feeling they were probably loaded. But this school was full of weirdos anyways. ”So you have to l-l-l-live with your brother… D-Do you not have any family in H-Hosu?” Donny then realized how insensitive he might have just sound and tried to backpedal. ”N-N-Not that I’m trying to p-p-p-pry or anything! I just think it’s k-kinda weird. I mean I g-g-guess it’s not like I know h-how you guys live, or anything…”

Donny went back to his cake, finishing the rest in one bite. He felt like a fool for not really thinking that maybe Michiko had a personal family reason for her living arrangements that a stranger like Donny had no business knowing. He had let his curiosity and the casual mood get the better of him. He felt obligated to say something in repentance. ”I uh… I’m actually not from Hosu, or Japan even. I grew u-u-up in the United States. Used to s-stay with my grandpa, till I got here.”

She hesitated. What should she say? Her reasoning was not the normal story for sure… If she really said what happened that would look bad for Takeshi, no matter his intentions. Even so, she really didn’t even consider her family family anymore...they were dead to her. Takeshi was the only one who was loving and caring enough to her to be considered family...he really was her guardian since they were little. He always took care of her, made sure she was happy, warm, protected. She really could see him as her father...which was super weird as he was only two years older, but he definitely fit the bill sometimes. He knew her better than her own parents. He knew her dreams, her fears and he did everything he could to make them a realization. He risked his own life and position in the family to free her. So she didn't have to go through with...it, and be stuck forever.

Apparently Donny notice the hesitation and look on her face to quickly try to backpedal, even revealing something about himself. She would have never have guessed he lived in the United States, this surprised her truly, and she was grateful. Foreigners were always odd and usually shunned...at least that was her experience. Him revealing that to her was a big show of trust.

”I would have never had Guess Donny-kun. Also to answer your question, I do not have any other family. Takeshi is it, he’s been taking care of me since I was really little.”

”Ah. I-I see. I uh… It’s good then. I mean, that you have T-Takeshi to take care of you. He s-s-seems nice.” Frankly Takeshi intimidated Donny, but perhaps that was just an image he had to cultivate. If Donny’s hunch was right, that maybe Michiko and Takeshi’s family were dead or something and thus forcing the older brother to take care of Michiko, than it’ll only make sense that Takeshi started to be scary in order to dissuade any trouble makers from bothering him or his sister. It was guesswork really but Donny didn’t intend to pry any further. He should just keep talking about food.

”Y-Y-Y-Your cake is delicious by the way! Better than what I was going to make a-anyways. Uh, w-w-why don’t we share this cake with t-t-the others? Yeah, I’ll j-just go ahead and t-t-t-take some out to the dining a-a-area!” Donny tried to prevent further embarrassment and took the remaining cake and some extra plates and forks. ”Ah, uh… A-And thanks for all your help, Michiko-san. Y-You’re a real life saver, you know? I d-don’t think I c-could have m-m-made this cake myself without y-y-y-y-your help.” Donny just felt more and more embarrassed as he tried his best to cover up his faux pas with Michiko. ”Focus on the food Donny, focus on the food!”

Michiko nodded when he said it was good she had Takeshi. It really was, her life would have been absolutely horrid without him...especially if what her family planned for her went through. He then complimented her dish and she smiled sweetly, Aw..thank you. I agree, lets take it out.” As she moved with him to the platters he then thanked her for her help. She placed a hand on his shoulder. ”Your welcome. I don’t know about life saver but I was glad to help. I love to bake so it’s not an issue for me. I Sure would like to learn some of your tricks with cooking though, Would that be ok?”

When he would answer she would give him a big smile, then walk into the room then saying out loud to everyone. ”Alright! We have Cheese cake! Who would like some?”

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