CHAPTER 41

Home time...

All Might stood alone near the exit. While still glancing back and forth. But the little figure who usually always followed him home was nowhere to be seen.

Feeling worried, All Might called Aizawa-sensei.

*Tut tut

"Hm, what's wrong?"

"Nak Nagato is with you?"

"...No?. Isn't it your job to look after him at this hour?. The boy's not with you?"

"If Nak Nagato is with me, why would I suddenly call you Aizawa-san."

"If what you say is true. Then who ever called me in the early morning saying that the house was shaking as if a giant had shaken it?"

"That's just a metaphor Aizawa-san, a simile."

"Whatever, just use the tracker attached to that boy. I already gave it to you didn't I?"

"You're right Aizawa-san, I forgot the tracking device.

"....". 

*Tut

Aizawa-sensei didn't bother to say another word and the phone was cut off unilaterally.

"...."

"...Hello, Aizawa-san?"

All Might hung up the phone with an awkward smile. Well it was her own fault for forgetting the tracker she had pocketed.

The location showed the forest training area IV. Soon All Might headed there in his muscular mode to shorten the time.

With a single jump All Might was able to cover quite a long distance. The wind whistled through his yellow hair whenever the peace symbol was in the sky.

All Might confirmed the small red dot on the tracker before stopping jumping. After walking for a while he saw the familiar red hair from behind the tree.

All Might smiled softly. Not the eager smile that was usually attached to his muscular mode. Sometimes he himself didn't realize that he always put on a gentle expression when dealing with Nagato.

Nagato, the little boy he was looking for seemed to be fast asleep under the tree. Perhaps it was because of this that the boy didn't come to see him immediately when the bell rang.

The gentle afternoon breeze sometimes blew her rather long red hair.

If not connected to some of the bloody tragedies the boy had caused, Nagato himself was actually no different from any other child his age. Completely covered in the cover of a boy who looks as calm and innocent as a child usually is.

All Might walked over and intended to carry Nagato home without waking him up. But before the man could touch him, Nagato woke up. His eyes were red either from the shock of waking up or from something else.

A strong pressure suddenly released from the boy's body. The living things around him scattered away. The tree behind Nagato swayed vigorously, the grass and shrubs around him also swayed away due to the pressure.

In shock, it slightly pushed All Might two steps back. "Nagato boy, it's me. Calm down."

All Might's body shrank in its skinny mode. Making him pushed further and further away. Although his skinny mode had many disadvantages because it lacked strength. But there was one advantage in this mode that his muscular mode did not have. That was that it was not threatening.

Some people may not like people with big bodies. Because they will feel like they are being oppressed and suppressed. All Might himself also often realized that fact.

That's why he gave up his muscular mode because now All Might could feel that Nagato was under pressure.

Wary, angry, sad, confused. All those emotions seemed to emanate from Nagato's red eyes.

"Are you okay kid? Did you have a nightmare?" All Might glanced at the torn sketchbook in Nagato's arms. And became convinced with his speculation.

"It's okay, it was just a dream. You're awake now son."

Nagato's eyes glanced at All Might sharply before his gaze weakened and closed again. The pressure that was previously churning also disappeared with the wind.

All Might took one step forward. After seeing Nagato not respond, he calmly carried the boy on his back and returned to the UA gate.

Perhaps, Nagato's son missed the young man.

All Might once again glanced at the sketchbook that Nagato was still holding tightly even though the boy was asleep. His subconscious clearly ordered him to never let go of that object. This behavior proved that the object he was holding at that moment was very precious to him. Or perhaps the most precious.

All Might sighed and turned his gaze forward again.

The young man that All Might had seen together with Nagato. The busker who always sang with a warm smile and Nagato's calm and peaceful guitar strumming.

The first time All Might saw and met Nagato was just an accident.

At that time, All Might received a report from the investigation if the person suspected as All for one's accomplice had a movement in the suburbs.

To confirm the investigation, All Might set off personally without the knowledge of others. Since he did not tell anyone else, All Might also used disguise, i.e. did not use his muscular mode at all while in the city.

For several days, All Might walked around every corner of the city. Looking for clues. There was nothing suspicious. Even though the city had local gangs but all the gangs were under police surveillance and didn't make any trouble.

Then the person who was suspected to be All for one's accomplice suddenly disappeared in the city. Without a trace at all.

It felt strange indeed. As if the suspected person only came here to confirm something before disappearing without a trace.

Because his investigation here was completely fruitless. All Might decided to return to Tokyo the next day. But for the last time, All Might strolled through the city park. That's when he met the busking duo.

Ryosuke and Nagato.

In All Might's eyes, Ryosuke was a carefree and friendly teenager who matched his boyish face. While Nagato himself. All Might thought of him as a quiet innocent boy. Completely opposite to Ryosuke's nature.

But because of his responsibility as a Hero for so many years, All Might didn't really like it when kids their age worked by busking. Although he himself knew they must have a reasonable reason to live like that. All Might still wanted to ask why the two people did not go to school.

As All Might approached the busking duo who were resting. Suddenly, the red-haired boy saw him with a suspicious look.

At that time, All Might himself was also a bit nervous because of that gaze. He felt like the kid recognized his appearance in skinny mode. Because of that, All Might did not approach the two people and instead headed towards the vending machine beside the two people.

It might be better to meet them after the break. All Might thought like that while looking at the pile of fast food between the two people.

But not long after that, All Might received an invitation letter as a teacher at UA. He certainly couldn't refuse casually. Especially when he knew that Nezu, the principal of UA himself made the invitation.

All Might immediately returned to Tokyo and forgot about the two buskers that he wanted to take care of earlier.

Who would have thought, a few days later All Might received a report of a massacre. Amidst the rampant Hero on duty and the police patrols that were not relaxed, this bloody incident that never happened suddenly appeared.

And the culprit was Nagato. The little red-haired busker he had seen before.

But All Might clearly remembered that the red-haired boy he saw that time had a clear, bright gaze, as if he had never seen the dirty darkness before. Like a spring.

How could it be.

Who would dare to drip ink on that spring. Making it dull and dark. Turning a quiet innocent child into a vicious murderer without guilt.

Maybe it was because the spring water was too clear, so a drop of ink was enough to make it dirty.

The change from an innocent child to a murderer was too drastic. All Might suspected that there was a hand behind the scenes that encouraged the incident to happen.

So All Might put his job as a UA teacher on hold and joined the investigation. But no matter how many times he searched, Nagato as well as Ryosuke had disappeared from the city since the incident.

Guilt and regret crept into All Might's mind for several days. Just because of one wrong choice. The future of two innocent youngsters had been ruined.

He should have still approached the two buskers. Instead of immediately returning to Tokyo. It was only a few hours before his return to Tokyo. But those few hours were his biggest mistake.

All Might felt that because of his mistake, Nagato had to feel the filth of the dark streets.

....

"You seem to be in a good mood." Dabi lazily stirred the glass of beer in his hand.

"It's boring here, you know. I haven't done anything since I came here. The only good thing I can get here is free drinks." With one gulp Dabi emptied the glass.

"Uhh, you smell disgusting Dabi-kun. You smell like the man I just finished off." Toga Himiko, continued to stare at the small knife in her hand. The girl raised the knife, under the light of the bar lamp, the red stain was glittering like a pearl.

"Shut up, insane girl. Don't mention my name as if we're familiar. No one asked you to come here. You can leave if you want. I highly recommend it." Dabi rolled her eyes.

"Did you just give me a compliment?" Toga's eyes lit up.

"Crazy guy." Dabi muttered.

"Hey this guy is right. I'm also tired of waiting here. Even though I just came this morning." Twice with a mask on her face said energetically.

"Another crazy person." Dabi sneered averting his eyes.

"In fact, there shouldn't be any normal people in this organization, right?" A man in a magician's outfit suddenly sat down opposite Dabi.

"And you?"

"Mr. Compres, nice to meet you, Dabi isn't it?" The man raised his hat.

"Hah yes, whatever." Dabi looked around her. Toga and Twice were chatting excitedly as if they were already close friends. In the corner there was a mutant turtle(?) and a man(?) carrying a magnet also talking occasionally.

"This place is getting crowded." Dabi sneered once again.

"Well, it's not an organization if it only has two members." Mr. Compres said while wiping his stick with a handkerchief. "Oh yeah, where is the owner of this place, Shigaraki Tomura?"

"Hm, I just remembered. You just came not too long ago, didn't you? Shigaraki..., I don't know. I don't know that person's mind. She left with that mist mutant earlier. I think that person said he wanted to give an invitation or something. I don't care either way." Dabi shrugged.

Mr. Compres glanced at Dabi. "It seems like you have no intention of joining this organization Dabi. Then what are you here for?"

"Oh, my purpose. I just wanted to make a surprise." Dabi answered carelessly.

"For someone?"

"Um, my father. I want to surprise him so much that the old man will have a heart attack." Dabi squinted, his lopsided smile reflected on the empty glass.

A second later a black mist began to gather not far from the bar.

"Oh, looks like the host has gone home." Dabi said. Everyone who heard his voice turned their heads towards Kurogiri's fog.

From behind the fog Shigaraki walked out casually. It was obvious that the man was in a good mood.

Shigaraki glanced at several people in her place. "Is this it?"

"I think there are three more people. Or maybe more." Kurogiri also looked at the room.

Shigaraki nodded.

"Nee nee, Shigaraki-kun. Is that you?" Toga cheerfully circled around Shigaraki.

"Good mood, Shigaraki. You made me stay here for a long time." Dabi said sharply.

Shigaraki was not a patient or humble person. If faced with a childlike nature like Toga who knew no fear, Shigaraki should have at least chased him away with harsh words. Dabi realized that character after a day of interacting with the league of villains leader.

But this time, the impatient person only silenced the toga that was wandering around.

Shigaraki threw the red file on the table carelessly. "Your own fault for coming too early. The risk is that you have to wait for the others."

Dabi snorted at that answer. He idly opened the file Shigaraki had thrown.

"...Ho?"

Mr. Compres who was near Dabi also took a look at the file after hearing the grunt of the man with stitches.

"What a sneaky person." Dabi quipped.

"Pretty smart." Mr. Compres commented.

"What is it, what is it." Twice and Toga who heard the comment also looked at the file in Dabi's hand.

"As if you were a good person yourself, Dabi." Shigaraki replied. Swirling the drink in the glass Kurogiri gave her.

"Don't equate me with you." Dabi tossed the file to Mr. Compres as Toga and Twice began scrambling to see.

The red file was the same file Shigaraki had shown Nagato. Only,

Only the first page contained Yoshihiro Nagato's real personal data. But the second and third pages...,

only contained paper and old newspapers. The sheets of paper were arranged neatly and densely to make the file look full.

And Nagato was tricked into believing that the red file contained everything about his origins.

"You fooled him with just this thing. Is he a fool?"

"That guy's just a kid. It wasn't hard to trick him." Shigaraki scratched her neck.

Dabi rolled his eyes. This person Shigaraki, was a strange person according to Dabi. Because he felt as if Shigaraki had some kind of obsession with the boy named Nagato.

Whereas supposedly, a villain like Shigaraki would have a crazy obsession with eliminating the symbol of peace, or in other words, eliminating All Might. At least that's the dream of every villain in this world.

But Shigaraki was very interested in that boy, Yoshihiro Nagato. Ever since Dabi first came to this place. Shigaraki kept flipping through information about that little boy. Which of course inevitably also made Dabi curious about the boy he had never met.

What's so interesting about a snot-nosed kid?

"Hm, my invitation will be accepted for sure. He'll be coming to the party I'll be throwing later." A crooked smile played behind the hand covering Shigaraki's face.

"Are we invited too?" Twice asked excitedly.

"Yes, of course. You should all come. Because you're the ones who will liven up the party. That's your first duty. Heh." Shigaraki laughed.

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