17

"Wait," Itsuka pulled one of her hairs out flinching slightly at the pain, "If all I need to do is have Izuku digest some of my DNA then can't I just give him All Might's quirk then?"

"I understand your feelings." Sir Nighteye placed a firm hand between Izuku and Itsuka. "But Izuku's quirk rejected One for All once, it would likely do so again and again. Furthermore, consider what would happen if his quirk had access to that kind of power. A borderline malicious being that can already alter reality like a play thing."

"That doesn't make it right!" Itsuka stomped her foot, looking between Izuku and All Might, a few tears in her eyes. "Izuku worked hard for this! Everyday he was training, trying to become stronger so that he could get this quirk! Not me!"

"Itsuka," Izuku swallowed, every emotion he was feeling was clashing with each other. He wanted to scream, to cry, to hug Itsuka, to punch Nighteye, to strangle the ever living shit out of his quirk. But he couldn't. Numbness was washing over him as his lower jaw began to tremble and vertigo began to wash over him, making his knees weak and the world dimming around the edges.

"As were you." Nighteye adjusted his glasses and took a step towards Itsuka. "I've seen your records, you've been training for much longer than Izuku, powered by your own motivation with no one offering you a prize at the end. One for All has already accepted you as its new host, we don't know what would happen if you were to try and transfer it now."

"Hold on a second, Mirai, don't tell me you knew this would happen?" All Might sounded pissed. Beyond pissed. Steam was billowing off the man in waves from the cold early morning air.

"I did." Nighteye didn't so much as flinch when All Might grabbed onto his jacket and pulled him close.

"Why didn't you tell me? Is this why you were so accepting of me choosing Izuku over Mirio? How long have you known?" All Might was shaking, the very earth nearly trumbling with him. "How long!?"

"From the start." Nighteye placed a single hand on All Might's arm and the trembling seemed to stop. "Consider for a moment all of what Izuku's quirk can do. One for All does more than just boost strength, it boosts quirks of the users as well right? So imagine the chaos that Izuku's quirk could cause with that much power? It can create dungeons filled with monsters, imagine if it started bringing those dungeons actually into our world, the creatures running wi-"

"That doesn't matter!" Itsuka shouted, she really was crying now. "Izuku earned this. I'm going to give it to him!"

Nighteye merely adjusted his glasses, silence falling over the beach.

Itsuka turned to him one of her hairs between her fingers. She smiled at him and offered him the hair. "Here, Izuku, take its yours."

[Warning

Accepting Warning Warning Quirk from Itsuka Warning Kendo Itsuka will result in Warning

- Death of [REDACTED]-

- Itsuka losing warning her quirk -

- Transference of Doom Foretold debuff -

Additional unforeseen warning possibilities warning]

Itsuka's smile vanished and tears appeared in her eyes again. Her hand waved slightly, almost going back towards her as horror filled her eyes. She saw the message too. She bit her lip and stuck her arm out further to him. She was willing to give up being a hero for him. He wasn't sure if it was because she cared about him that much or just because of her incredible sense of justice.

Either way.

He grabbed Itsuka's hand and pushed it back towards her. He was still pissed, he was still sad, he was still so many things. But he was happy that he had someone like Itsuka in his life. "You keep it, Itsuka. You're already going to be a great hero, now you can be the best."

Besides, he had a feeling that his quirk would just say no again.

"I…" Itsuka dropped her hair, fists shaking as she looked at him tears falling down her cheeks. "Fuck it."

Itsuka lunged forward wrapping one arm around his back and his shoulder, tilting him backwards before kissing him, long and hard. Did he just get dipped? Yes. Did that make the kiss any less awesome? No. It wasn't their first kiss, not by any stretch of the imagination, but it felt like it might as well have been with how powerful it was. After what felt like a minute of kissing that left his toes curled, Itsuka finally pulled away and made sure that he was able to stand.

It was strange, he still kind of felt like shit, but he was also kind of happy now. Wow, having a girlfriend was pretty awesome! Especially one like Itsuka.

[You have earned 1250 exp from that kiss.]

[Congratulations! You have leveled up! You are now a lvl 7 Harem Protagonist!

Damn, you're going to be thinking about that one for a while. Probably forever.]

Well at least he was level seven now. Even after his quirk kind of screwed him over. Even if Nighteye had kind of a point. It would have been nice to know about a year ago that he wasn't going to get All Might's quirk.

"Wait," Itsuka turned to the two adults. "What about Izuku's entrance exams? How is he supposed to do the practical portion?"

[Itsuka Kendo: You wanna cheat for the written exam?

Momo Yaoyorozu: No cheating!

Itsuka Kendo: It's not really cheating, we're just taking advantage of a quirk! That's what being a hero is all about right?

Momo Yaoyorozu: Still, I must refuse.

Itsuka Kendo: Look, Momo, Izuku has had a rough morning we should give him a boost if he wants.

Izuku Midoriya: I understand what you're trying to do, Itsuka, but don't worry about it I'll be fine.

Momo Yaoyorozu: ? Did something happen?

Itsuka Kendo: Izuku's quirk decided it didn't want All Might's quirk so he didn't get it.

Nejire Hado: Wait…. What?]

"I've actually made arrangements already." Nighteye pulled out a phone and looked at it for a moment, All Might still white knuckling his collar. "I've set up an interview with U.A. for after the exams. So you'll come with me for the time being. All Might, please bring Itsuka to her exam, and try to give her some passable advice on how to use One for All."

"Fine." All Might shoved his sidekick back still glaring at him. He shrunk back down, looking even more terrifying than he had moments ago. "We're going to talk about this later, Mirai."

Nighteye stood straight and corrected his outfit with a few precise motions. "I'll be looking forward to it."

"Now then," All Might turned to Itsuka and scratched the back of his head. "Young Kendo, is that right?"

"Uhh, yes sir." Itsuka took another step towards All Might, she cast Izuku another look before giving All Might her full attention. "I know I wasn't who you intended to give this power to, but I promise I'll make you proud."

All Might patted Itsuka on the head. "I'm sure you will, kid. Now then, we need to get you to U.A. quickly."

"Right." Itsuka ran over to Izuku one last time and kissed him on the cheek. "Sorry again Izuku. And umm, good luck with the asshole."

"Asshole?" Nighteye actually looked offended for a moment.

Itsuka stuck her tongue out at him. All Might did likewise.

Nighteye sighed and adjusted his glasses once more. "I suppose I should be grateful they didn't punch me at least."

That actually sounded like a good idea.

Once All Might and Itsuka left, Nighteye turned to Izuku and adjusted his glasses once more. "I understand if you're upset with me, just know that I did what I had to."

"It's not like being mad at you will change anything. My quirk wouldn't have let me have One for All anyways. But, if this was going to happen, why didn't you say something sooner?" Izuku scratched the back of his head feeling the fatigue in his arms once again. He'd been so worked up over the whole ordeal he forgot how tired he was.

"Partially because if I had tried to say something, I would have gotten accused of trying to manipulate All Might again." Nighteye gave a soft sigh and motioned for Izuku to follow him. "Additionally, while I do agree that your time could have been better spent elsewhere, I don't believe that you should consider all this time wasted."

"What do you mean?"

They stepped into the parking lot, a lone white sports car parked perfectly within the lines. Nighteye pulled out a set of keys and clicked once, both the driver and passenger side doors opened up.

"You still wish to become a hero, don't you? Even if you're like me and wish to take on a more support oriented role, the need for conflict requires that you be physically fit. Your training with All Might has helped you catch up with your peers after years of neglect." Nighteye stepped over to the passengers side and pulled out a long towel that he placed over the seat before moving towards the driver's side. "Get in."

Didn't his mother tell him not to get into cars with strangers?

Well he was eighteen now, so it should be okay. Probably.

"But there was another reason why I didn't speak up about this." Nighteye sat behind the wheel and started the car.

Izuku sat down, the scratchy towel felt kind of good on his sweat covered back. "Am I going to like this reason?"

"Probably not." Nighteye admitted as the doors closed shut. "When I last looked into All Might's future, I saw him being distraught that your friend Miss Yaoyorozu died that day."

"But, she didn't, I saved Momo." Izuku said blinking, "My quirk even helped me, giving me the option to save her."

"Precisely. Up until that point, my Foresight has always been correct, but your quirk changed that. Your quirk, that you cannot control, that treats reality like a plaything can break fate on a whim." Nighteye made a turn onto the highway, one hand tapping on a keypad on the center console while he kept one on the wheel. It was equal parts scary and impressive. "Since then I have been unsure of what to do with you, that is why I have yet to say anything."

"And you wouldn't have if it wasn't for today?" Izuku asked. His quirk could change fate? "Wait, your quirk lets you see the future?"

"Correct and correct." Nighteye smiled. "However, I've come to a conclusion. What I'm telling you now, you cannot tell anyone else." A deep frown overtook the man's gaunt face. "In the future, All Might will be killed, and Itsuka will be killed at the hands of All for One. We're going to use your quirk to change their fate just as you have already changed Miss Yaoyorozu's fate. Sadly, I don't know when this conflict will take place so we must be ready as soon as possible."

Was that? Was that the doom foretold debuff on Itsuka? Was that the countdown?

"I think I know when."

Nighteye slammed onto the brakess, stopping just in front of a crosswalk and looked towards Izuku eye's wide. "You do? How?"

"My quirk, when Itsuka got One for All, it said she got a debuff called Doom Foretold. It has a timer on it for two years, 153 days and ten hours."

Nighteye began to type furious onto the keypad now with both hands. "Minutes? Seconds? We need to be precise as possible Izuku!"

Izuku sat back in his seat and ignored the honking from the car behind them. "That's all I have, sorry."

"No no, this is good." Nighteye smiled like a wolf stalking prey. "I rarely get such a precise date, sometimes there's a newspaper or calendar I can use, but this is good. This is doable. Two and a half years to train, that's far longer than I had hoped for. You are to tell me if there is any change out of place. There I have my own countdown in place, I'll be calling you frequently to make sure we match up." Nighteye started driving again, his wheels screeching as he went ever so slightly above the speed limit. "Additionally, once there are internships or work study programs you will be joining my agency for both."

"Okay?" Izuku leaned back into his seat due to the speed as they rounded a corner just a bit too fast. He grabbed the handle bar above the window and held on for dear life. "Why?"

"Call it an apology." Nighteye pushed up his glasses and they came to a sudden stop. "We're here."

"Huh?" Izuku looked out the window and saw his apartment complex. "Oh."

Izuku was alerted to Nighteye leaving the vehicle by the door slamming shut. He was confused. Again. Well that was normal at this point in his life. Izuku opened the door and joined Nighteye as they walked towards his apartment. "Why are you coming with me?"

Nighteye adjusted his tie and stood straighter. "I wish to talk to Inko for a moment."

Alright, now he was even more confused, how did Nighteye know his mother? And why did he want to talk to her? What was going on? Maybe he'd wake up and discover that all of this had been a fever dream or something. He pinched his arm. Nope. Very much awake, and really sore.

He opened the door to his apartment and entered. "Mom? I'm home for a bit, I just need to shower and get dressed. And uhh, I brought someone to see you?"

"Okay dear." His mother hummed from the kitchen. She took a few steps out and dropped the bowl she had been holding. "Mirai?"

"Hello Inko." Nighteye said softly. "Longtime no-"

Izuku tried not to think too much about the slapping sound he heard when he entered the washroom. Nor did he try to think too much on the laughter that followed soon after. Was Nighteye flirting with his mother?

There were some questions he really shouldn't ask.

XXXX

"Alright, you must understand that this is not something we normally do." The large white haired man with two fang like tusks protruding from his lower lip looked at the documents in front of him. The man, Sekijiro Kan, looked at Izuku with scrutiny in his eyes and then towards Nighteye who was sitting off to the side of the table. They were in a large office room located at the U.A. main campus and Izuku had never been so terrified. "But we're making an exception because you have a recommendation not only from All Might but one from Sir Nighteye as well."

"Yes sir! Sorry Sir!" Izuku squeaked and looked at the other two interviewers, to Sekijiro's right was a man wearing a chef's uniform with a hat and steal mask that cover his face, to his left was a elderly woman with a syringe stuck in her hair. Neither one of them have introduced themselves beyond their hero names, Lunch Rush and Recovery Girl.

"Now then, we're here to evaluate your quirk, and we've been informed that all previous information about your quirk should be discarded as it is wildly inaccurate." Sekijiro rolled his shoulders and looked at one of the papers in front of him. "It says here your quirk was called Mundane Status, and its abilities were displaying redundant information to yourself? What can it do now?"

"Oh, umm, well." He was so not ready for this. There was so much that his quirk couldn't do on demand. Wait, he had his spatula! "I have a magic spatula now!"

He made his spatula appear out of nowhere. All three of his interviewers looked less than impressed.

"And?" Recovery girl asked looking like she wanted to take a nap.

"Oh, umm, I can also summon my party members! When I'm in danger." The whole perverted timing thing probably wouldn't help him. "I can also augment their stats as they increase in level! And get them additional feats and skills, for example, because of my quirk Momo can create some magic items, though they're difficult to make, and I-"

"Ahh, that's where I recognize your name." Recovery girl leaned back folding her hands in her lap. "You're the perverted young boy that grew Hado's chest so large."

Damnit Nejire!

"She's umm another party member of mine and she was the one that wanted me to make them so large. Oh, I'm also the one that gave her that feat to uhh store items in her umm, chest?" Man this was not helping his case was it. "It was her idea."

This would be so much easier if he could have one of them here!

"So your quirk can augment the abilities of others? What is this party that you speak of? Is it like a video game?" Sekijiro leaned forward hands folded in front of him. "And why a spatula?"

"Well the spatula helps me cook. When I make food, it has healing properties and other random effects depending on how I cook." Izuku looked at the spatula and sighed, maybe he should have brought some ingredients or something. Wait, he was level seven now! Maybe there was a feat that he could-

[Recommended feat: Fast cooking, cook easy or lower meal in the blink of an eye, no stove required!

Accept? Y/N]

Both options were available to him. It sounded like a good feat, especially because of the not needing a stove.

He accepted and didn't feel any different. Now he just needed some ingredients and he could cook. "If there's any ingredients, I can prepare you something right now."

Lunch Rush made a happy noise and gave him a thumbs up before pulling out a bag with a tomato on it. The strange silent man hummed and placed a bunch of fresh produce onto the table and hummed happily, gesturing for Izuku to use the ingredients.

[Would you like to use fast cooking?

Y/N]

He hit yes again. He could feel his arms moving, he could feel himself cooking on a stove, frying the vegetables and using everything just like he was in a kitchen, but all at once. His muscles burned ever so slightly once he was finished.

[Vegetable Stir Fry of Mildly Impressive Mediocrity.

Category: Food, Consumable

Effects:

+25 hp

+50 stamina

+1 Spice Damage to Tongues

Won't make you fat!

Reduces Joint pain

50% chance of developing a purple spot.

Created by Izuku Midoriya.]

Lunchrush began to clap at the show and gave Izuku a thumbs up.

"That was mildly impressive," Sekjiri nodded to himself. "It certainly seems that Lunch Rush was impressed by your ability, Now you said that this food has healing properties? How much does it heal?"

"Uhh, well it says twenty five health and fifty stamina, but I'm not sure what those numbers represent." Izuku shrunk in his seat. He didn't think about that, he had no way to show off that his food could actually heal.

Night Eye stepped forward grabbing a pen from the table and stabbed himself on the top of his hand hard enough to draw blood and make a noticeable wound. Without another word, he reached for the plate and began to pick out bits of it. After a few bites, he pulled out a cloth and wiped the blood from his hand, revealing a completely wound free hand. "A bit spicy, but is that evidence enough?"

"Oh fuck yeah." Recovery Girl sunk further in her chair, her arms going straight up. "I can retire!"

"Yes but why is there a giant purple spot on Sir Nighteye now?" Sekijiro asked.

Izuku looked over and saw that there was indeed a large purple spot that covered half of Nighteye's face and his upper right shoulder, showing up on both skin and clothing alike. "Oh, umm, there are random mildly annoying affects when I cook they tend to be temporary, in this case this meal has a chance to give you a purple spot and it will reduce joint pain."

Recovery Girl's eyes went wide and she lunged forward onto the table devouring the plate in a matter of seconds.

At the end of the day, he was accepted into U.A.