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“Ah, Tenshi—San, thank you for joining us today,” Sayaka greeted the young heroine in training.
She wished this was like any other case, one she could make disappear. Unfortunately, she was too popular with the common people and the villain world. Most villains wouldn’t attack her because of all the work she did in making their lives better. Not to mention all the kids she saved.
Kids the commission could have placed in their program.
“Let’s cut to the chase. What do you want?” Izuku snapped at them. She would not be cowed by pleasantries or intimidation factors.
“We want you to drop the charges against Endeavor,” Sayaka said
“No.” She said flatly.
“Look, we know he violated the agr—”
“That’s right; he violated our agreement. He attacked one of my buildings, forced my people out of their homes. Turned what few valuables they had into ash. All this because I defeated his son at the Sports Festival and called him out. So, tell me why the fuck I should drop the charges.” Izuku interrupted the president snarling.
“He’s the number two hero. If this were to get out, it could cause massive devastation to hero society. Listen, we’re willing to negotiate and give you anything you want, but we need to keep him in public performing hero duties at least.” Sayaka offered the girl.
Izuku stared at the commission then looked to her mother and Sensei. They’d both agreed to come with her as moral support, but ultimately it was her decision. It was times like these she wished her father wasn’t in blackout.
Izuku thought for a while before she gave her answer
“One week, I’ll give you my decision in one week, until then have him rot in Tartarus,” Izuku demanded before leaving with her mother and surrogate uncle.
“Izuku, sweetie, do you want me to try and get in touch with your father?” Inko asked once they’d left the hero commission.
“No…do you happen to have uncle Giran’s number,” Izuku asked her mother, shocking Aizawa
“How do you know Giran?” Aizawa asked them. Sure he’d worked with the informant before; being an underground hero, you work with who you have to.
“Never you mind how Aizawa—San, here sweetie,” Inko said as she handed her daughter her phone.
“Hey Uncle Giran, I’m doing good. Listen, I need you to send out a message to the network. Don’t try and deny it. I know you have a way of contacting my missing persons. I’m going to come up with a proposal involving the Endeavor problem. I’ll send it to you; I want you to send it through the network to vote on them, then give me the results by the end of the week. Yes, yes, you send me the names, and I’ll get you the info, and, yes, I’ll know if they’re villains or not. Thanks, Uncle Giran.” Izuku smiled as she hangs up the phone before pulling out her tablet to get to writing up her proposals.
“I’m glad you’re on our side.” Aizawa breathed out in awe at his kid.
“How else am I going to make a change.” She chirped.