Teachers talk.

After discussing small details between Black and Nezu - given the completion of Nezu's body - Sirius officially became a Teacher in U.A! An Assistant Teacher who was assigned under Aizawa Shota because "You both have circles under your eyes the size of my hand, don't argue."

Of course, Nezu was not going to make Sirius a teacher at the first request, if he does not fit their School then he can go fuck himself. Their deal also included the creation of papers for Sirius, Luna, Karin, and Azumi. None of the four had any documentation with their real names - bar Azumi - so everyone needed at least some kind of paper trail to operate in the legal world.

Nezu promised to deal with the Government so that they would not have any questions about why one of the teachers is a wanted criminal. This would be a very awkward conversation.

Officially, he will be assigned to the reforming program, but undercover he will continue to do what he does. One of the benefits of being able to change your face whenever you want. Also, Naomasa will be recorded as his "overseer" at the time of the reform. So Sirius was quite safe from the possible political shitstorm that might follow his appearance at school.

So after four hours of talking, Sirius crawled out of the beast's office - in his older form - completely drained. Nezu knew his stuff but was too meticulous. Black was so tired that he didn't even notice the two teachers who were standing outside Nezu's office.

"Oh my! Nezu has captured another one I take this?" A woman's voice asked and Sirius felt himself being lifted to his feet.

"Wow, you look even worse than me after that incident with third years. And I just taught the little listeners to curse in English! They need this jargon to understand Villains, how can Nezu not see that?!"

The second voice was masculine and too loud. Sirius finally realized that there were people next to him and nodded to them in greeting. Present Mic and Midnight examined the man who had emerged from the beast's den. He was rather young and quite handsome if Midnight's twisted smile said something about it.

"Ho. . . Hot stuff, what are you doing tonight? I would love to give you new sensations."

Sirius's brain immediately started to work and he jumped to the other end of the corridor in a second.

"MY LOYALTY TO GOD WILL NOT BE TAKEN BY A SINNER! wait, that's wrong. . . Ah, yes! DON'T TRY TO SEDUCE ME, HORRIBLE CREATURE! OR KNOW MY WIFE'S ANGER!"

Midnight and Present Mic stared in shock at the man who had just left Nezu's office. They expected him to be in bad shape, of course, but that. . .

Mic walked slowly over to Sirius and put his hands on his shoulders.

"Let's get you some coffee, shall we? Eraser always feels better after coffee and you have pretty similar bags under your eyes. Hell, if you were standing next to me I could call you brothers!"

Midnight just looked at Sirius with pity in her eyes. What did Nezu do to break this man so much?

"Coffee?" He asked hopefully. "Yes, coffee is good. I'll have two pieces of coal."

"Oh my God, it's even worse than I thought. Midnight, I'll take this poor sod to the Tin Can, deal with what Nezu wanted."

When the Hero, along with the victim of Nezu's talk-no-Jutsu, disappeared into the hall, Midnight sighed heavily and entered Nezu's office. At the moment, only Tsukauchi Naomasa and Nezu himself were inside. Given that the beast called all the teachers to his office, they will have to wait. The Heroine sat down at her place and began to wait for her colleagues, without saying a word to Nezu. He will tell everything later, so there was no point in asking about it now.

After a couple of minutes, other Heroes began to join the meeting, and soon all the seats were taken. Even Present Mic returned from Tin Can attend today's meeting.

"Geez Nezu, what did you do to the poor guy? He looked like he had been dragging the Class 2-A on a rope behind him all day! A person shouldn't have so much stress in life!"

And before the meeting began, Present Mic immediately expressed his displeasure. To be honest, he liked the tired man, he was like Aizawa but much more fun. Maybe he was a clone of Aizawa who has slept enough? Quite possible.

"Oh Hizashi, thanks for looking after our guest. To be honest, today's meeting will be dedicated to him."

This caught the attention of the teachers. Usually, Nezu only hired fairly well-known Heroes - even if they were known only to a small group of people due to secrecy - so at least one of those present should have known the man, but judging by the looks of each other, they didn't.

"This is our new Assistant Teacher. He will help you, Aizawa. So try to show him how a teacher should behave."

Aizawa Shota just stared blankly at Neza.

". . . I expelled my first years, I have no one to teach. How should I show what a real teacher should be in this case? No, you have something else in mind."

"And you're right! This man is none other than the S-ranked Vigilante - Salazar Slytherin!" Nezu answered happily, enjoying the expressions of utter shock on the faces of his subordinates. "And since he said he is good at tactics, I give him a year of testing. If he is as good as he says, then you will have a new colleague by the beginning of next year."

"You hired an S-ranked Vill- Vigilante to teach future Heroes. Nezu, even for you this is too strange."

Vlad King crossed his arms over his chest and glared at Nezu. He, like everyone else here, knew that the cunning beast knew something that they didn't. And that was irritating.

"It is pretty simple. First, a little test showed that he indeed was really good at tactics. He lost a game of chess, but much slower than ordinary people. We also cannot deny that he is powerful. I agreed to his request to make him a teacher to keep him on a short leash. We should have him under some kind of control and his position as a teacher provides us that control."

Aizawa frowned. He didn't like at all that a problem was assigned to him and now he finds out that a small problem has turned into a huge one. But most of all he didn't like the fact that a man like Salazar would be in the same building with the children. Of course, he helps civilians, Heroes, and even some other Vigilantes, but his methods are too cruel. His Villains arrived at the hospital crippled almost all the time.

"Are you going to let such a person become a Teacher?" Midnight muttered in disbelief.

"Yes. I hope we can change his mindset." Seeing that no one understood him, Nezu decided to explain further. "Salazar Slytherin is also known as Alexander Gold."

If someone wanted to say something, then the words stuck in their throats. Knowing that Nezu always gave them only facts, they didn't ask how sure he was.

This news made some people in the room feel nauseous. What kind of life a fourteen year old should live to become an S-rank? This is achieved only by years of training or by surviving in fatal situations. . . Considering that a fourteen-year-old boy simply could not have had many years of experience, the Heroes came to a scary conclusion. Alexander Gold lived a terrible life.

"Although he prefers everyone to use his new name, Sirius Regulus Black. I also found out that at least three people live with him, as they need papers. They are not Villains or Vigilantes, but we still have to be on the alert while communicating with them."

"Okay, I understand why we want to keep him in school, but why put him on me? Objectively, I'm the worst choice for this job."

Aizawa had no illusion that his teaching method was not the best for most people. But those who were able to survive the Eraserhead training were able to survive things much worse.

"If you want to get a good teacher, then assign him to Vlad, he can show a little less violent ways of teaching."

"Unfortunately, it seems to me that if I do this, Salazar will just die of boredom and go to another School. You have to admit Aizawa, your methods, although cruel, are very interesting."

The constantly tired Hero had no answer to this. To be honest, he loved those moments when young Heroes pushed through challenges, so he created as much as possible. Yes, he can be accused of being too theatrical, but no one will do this while his methods work.

"While we are here, I must tell you a few more facts about Black. He will bring his companions to the School as they are connected to him at the level of the soul."

"His snakes? I don't like snakes. . ." Present Mic muttered, surprising his colleagues. They had never heard him speak so quietly before.

"Five snakes and one cat to be exact. Also, his abilities cannot be classified as Quirks as they are all based on the science of Alchemy. So Aizawa, if you want to try to get a little more firepower, then try to learn from him."

"Yes, sir." Shota muttered back and hid his face in his scarf. The conversation was over for him.

"What else do we know about him?" Asked Power Loader.

"High intelligence, unknown range of special abilities, the ability to change appearance, most likely he is in a relationship and doesn't live alone. Judging by his words, his house is hidden so well that we cannot find it even if he tells us its exact coordinates. So maybe we can improve our security system with his help."

Hound Dog growled but didn't say anything. He was deeply concerned about the safety of his students and if Salazar can help them. . . Well, he will make one dog-man very happy.

"Recovery Girl, he also offered to help with particularly difficult injuries. So maybe a little work will fall off your shoulders."

The old woman, who had only listened attentively before, perked up and looked with interest at the white animal.

"Ho? How good is this boy?"

Nezu just smiled brightly.

"He said he could grow a new hand in place of the one that was torn off if it's not too late. From his answers, he is used to healing someone during a battle, perhaps even himself."

This was good news with some very disturbing assumptions.

"He's a fighter." Naomasa said suddenly, drawing attention to himself. "I saw it in the way he walked. He's new to martial arts, but he's good."

"Hmm. . . so I haven't noticed everything about our new teacher." Nezu muttered. "What else are you hiding, Sirius Black?"

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"Luna, you can't add a full bottle of whiskey to the cake, it will ruin the dough. In the case of Firewhiskey, you'll just burn it." Sirius said in a tired voice. "And the ashes are best used instead of powdered sugar, not as a base."

His lovely girlfriend decided to make a cake in celebration using his favorite ingredients. The problem was that Black's tastes were special and that Luna was a rather special chef.

"But this is boring! Everyone will expect ash on the cake! Nobody will expect ash cakes!" She pouted. "Although I still don't understand how you eat it. Just who did I fall in love with?"

Sirius shrugged and handed Luna a couple of eggs.

"In one very interesting idiot. Oh, the syrup can be used between cakes, too much of it gets unbearable."

Luna nodded gravely and continued working. The syrup was a pretty serious ingredient.

"What in God's name are you doing here?" Izuku asked in a completely shocked voice.

The kitchen was destroyed, to put it mildly. Shards of plates were on the floor, flour was spread on the tables like gold in a dragon's lair, there were traces of milk on the ceiling - he hoped it was milk - and Midoriya could swear that there was something alive in the dough.

"We're going to celebrate my employment. Did you know that to get a job at U.A. I just had to tell Nezu that I can fix his body! How nice it is to help people sometimes!"

This was the part that Nezu did not share with his subordinates. How can he look them in the eye if he confesses that his selfish desire has settled the question of Sirius's employment?

". . . You're both crazy." Izuku shook his head and carefully walked out of the kitchen, which had become a combat zone moments later.

Sirius accidentally grazed Luna's hand while she was breaking an egg. As a result, the egg ended up on her T-shirt and the catgirl decided to take revenge by throwing flour at Black's face. Black with a white face just stood there for a couple of seconds and then smiled mischievously.

"You're on."

And so the war began. Dozens of different foods and even a few tomatoes on both sides were flying in the air. Sirius was hiding behind an overturned table, and Luna was behind a small counter in the middle of the kitchen. This was not the best position since she couldn't retreat anywhere and her ammunition was running out.

Black peeked out from behind the table but immediately ducked to avoid a tomato in the face. Luna was just in an unlucky position, not paralyzed, she could still attack. The exchange of food via throws continued even when Azumi entered the kitchen and calmly poured herself a glass of water - the food never flew close to her body.

Five minutes later, the kitchen ran out of food and two soldiers were forced to stop. Luna and Sirius shook hands and set to work cleaning - which consisted only of a wave of the Wand.

An hour later, the couple sat in front of a small cake made from the strangest ingredients in this house. Sirius cut himself a piece and took a bite just to make his face break into a smile.

"I told you the fresh grass was perfect for the cream." Luna said happily making a smiling face out of her piece of cake. If someone followed her movements, they would notice that what she is doing must be impossible. She also tasted the cake and decided it was best to leave it to Sirius. After all, this is his big day.

"Yes, you're right most of the time."

"Even great people like me make mistakes. It's sad."

The smiley face from the cake suddenly turned into a sad face. Black, seeing this change, lifted Luna's chin and kissed her as soon as she looked into his eyes.

"These are not mistakes but happy accidents."

The catgirl smiled back at him.

"Happy accidents. I think someone wise said that."

"That he did."

This time Luna started the kiss and it lasted much longer than a quick peck on the lips. Finally, the girl stopped and rested her head on Sirius's chest.

"Siri? You said that a cat will come with you sometimes, right?"

"Of course. How can I teach brats without my little bundle of joy?"

"That was sweet. I think I can even taste the sugar on my tongue."

Luna stuck out her tongue and squinted her eyes to look at it. To Sirius's surprise, there was indeed some sugar in it.

"Well Sirius Regulus Black, you caused the problem, you need to fix it."

Sirius looked at Luna's tongue again and shrugged. He's not going to say no.

---

Azumi Sato - or as her enemies called her, Shinigami - was in a good mood today. When she received her presents for Christmas, she immediately set to work and had been dealing with corpses for six months. The Gray Fangs Gang was slowly losing members, choking on their blood.

Azumi was once a hitman working for the Boss of the Gang - her father - but she was never loyal to them, only to herself. So when the higher-ups decided to get rid of her because she knew too much, she bounced.

For a long time, she had to hide from both Heroes and Villains. It seemed to her that the whole world turned against her. And then it got worse.

One day she found a little girl who was beaten by her parents and no one even thought to stop them. Even the Hero who was nearby just looked at the blue-haired girl with disgust in his eyes.

Azumi tracked these people to a nearby alley before grabbing them and forcing them to hand over the girl. They happily nodded back to her and said that they would only be happy to get rid of the Quirkless freak. Azumi broke their legs as soon as they finished talking.

So now Azumi Sato was Karin Hitachi's protector. It definitely added challenges to her lifestyle, but she would never trade her daughter for a safer life.

After a couple of months, it turned out that Karin was not as Quirkless as others thought she was. The girl was a late bloomer and discovered a terrifyingly useful Quirk - Accelerated Thinking. The name was self-explanatory.

After another couple of months, Azumi decided that they needed a base and decided to return to the house she had not been in for ten years. It was a gamble and when she saw that the house was occupied by someone else, she was ready to kill them to toe of heaven for herself and her daughter. Fortunately, Sirius turned out to be a good person and allowed her to stay in the house - more like Luna did. Karin immediately felt like a fish in water and started getting to know all the people in the house.

This memory made her smile every time and it didn't matter at all that right now she was breaking the neck of another goon.

And now, after a few months, thanks to her new friends, she can get rid of the danger that has been breathing in her and Karin's necks for a long time. Her father will be the last of the Gray Fangs she kills.

"N-no, please. . ."

Azumi turned towards the still alive lizard man and smiled sweetly.

"Oh? Are you still alive? What a shame, I need to fix this right now."

But first, everyone else will die.

-_-_-_-

Yo.

The next chapter will be about how Azumi dealt with his problems. So get ready for a lot of blood and bodies.

By the way, I added a couple of pictures of cats to the chapter with cats. Check it if you want.

And as usual, I'll ask you to leave a review on my fanfiction. I'll be very grateful.

A Simple Russian Boi who needs sleep out.

Oh, and I'm not gonna to write R-18 scenes. Not in this fanfic anyway.