Everyday life and new friend ?

A week after my adoption, I was with my new father, Aizawa Shota, shopping to buy some clothes and essentials. As we walked, I thought back to this week which was very trying.

The first day after my adoption, daddy was already looking for me to a school where I could study. He also explained a lot to me about what he was doing and why it was important for me to go to school and socialize with other kids my age. Come to think of it, it's kind of funny that he says that kind of thing when he doesn't seem very sociable. In one week, I saw or heard of only 2 friends of his. The first one I met is called Hizashi Yamada. He is known by the pseudonym "Present Mic". He has a quirk related to his voice. The other person I saw was Emi Fukukado also known as "Miss Joke". She is very funny and loves dad a lot.

The second day was rather mundane. Dad trying to get to know me. See what I remembered and what I like and don't like. Alas, by not remembering anything, I neither know nor what I like what I do not like. He also asked me something else like what I would like to do later. I, of course, answered him that I wanted to be a heroine just like him, which he just smiled and stroked my head.

On the third day, Oto-san took me around the neighborhood we live in. He wanted to show me around and take the opportunity to see if there were other children my age in the neighborhood. It was fun to walk with him. He even told me some stories that happened to him at work.

The fourth day was much quieter. We stayed at home to rest. He must have seen that I was very tired from the days before and we stayed quietly relaxing at home.

The fifth day was perhaps the hardest of this week. Daddy started to train me to be a good heroine. He told me that you needed good endurance first and made me run until I collapsed. He told me that I was going to have to do this every day and that when I grow up he will then start my martial arts training.

Strangely, the sixth day was not as hard as I thought. In the morning I felt light and had no pain. When I discussed it with daddy he told me that it was likely that my Quirk also contained a regenerative capacity. He also added that it would help me get stronger faster because I will not need to take a day off and so will be able to do full-body training every day. Fortunately, it seems that we have to wait a few more years before I start to train my body so as not to risk hindering my growth.

This brings us to today, where daddy and I are walking through a busy mall. He already bought me some pretty clothes and even tried to find me a toy that could interest me although I didn't even ask him. As we walked, my gaze was suddenly drawn to an object in the window of a store. It was a Japanese sword forging by hand. Seeing that I was no longer advancing, daddy looked in the same direction as me and was greatly surprised to see what ultimately interested me.

"Do you want to learn to handle the sword?" Dad asked me when I saw the saber I was staring at in the window.

"A saber? I don't know, but I feel like I know." I replied without taking my eyes off the sword.

"Do you know? You mean it reminds you of something?" Dad seemed happy hearing that this sword reminded me of memories but ...

"No, I don't remember anything. But I feel like I know." I replied, shaking my head. It was a strange impression. As if I was familiar with the sword but I couldn't remember how I got it, or even if I had seen one before.

"Do you want to learn to handle the sword?" Dad asked me when I saw the saber I was staring at in the window.

"A saber? I don't know, but I feel like I know." I replied without taking my eyes off the sword.

"Do you know? You mean it reminds you of something?" Dad seemed happy hearing that this sword reminded me of memories but ...

"No, I don't remember anything. But I feel like I know." I replied, shaking my head. It was a strange impression. As if I was familiar with the sword but I couldn't remember how I got it, or even if I had seen one before.

"I see, however you are still too young for the saber. I will teach you when you are old enough. Come on, we have to go home." So dad and I went home without incident, so end this day.

The following days were normal. Normal for my father of course. He used to get me up early to start my training. He continued to look for children my age with whom I could get along. Two days later, he ends up finding a girl my age and from a good family. He asked everyone around him to find her but seemed pleased with the result. He seemed really concerned that I did not express the need to play, whether alone or with other children. I'm even almost sure I heard her whisper, 'If it goes on like this, she might become like me and end up alone.'

Finally, he took me to meet this girl my age. Her name is apparently Momo Yaoyorozu. This is the only information I have on it yet.

I can't wait to meet her. As I wondered what I was going to be able to do with her, we arrived at the gate of a huge mansion. After ringing and someone opened the door, we were greeted by Momo's father who was with Momo, hiding behind his father shyly.