Rapid Progress

Neito's training had been going steady, and just like that, a week passed. Today was school day again.

"Neito! Get up, you don't wanna be late for class!" 

His mom called out from across the house. Meanwhile, his dad was quietly eating at the dining table.

Neito yawned and stretched, waking up slowly. Yesterday had been intense—he'd spent the whole day going through college-level study material.

"Oh man, is it time already? I should've told Mom yesterday," he muttered, scratching his head.

He decided it was time to let his parents in on the big news: he was basically a genius now. A junkyard genius maybe, but a genius nonetheless.

He figured he could always pull up Nezu's official IQ test later for proof.

"Mom, Dad, I'm skipping school."

His dad paused mid-bite and looked at him.

"Why's that, champ? You not feeling well?"

Neito shook his head, hopping onto the sofa and making himself comfortable.

"Nope. I just wanna skip grades. School's too easy for me now."

His dad blinked, mouth still full, then slowly turned to look at Mom coming down the hallway. Their eyes met, he shrugged, and went back to eating. Not his problem.

"Neito! Don't joke around—you're gonna be late!" Mom grumbled, coming to drag her oddly stubborn kid off the couch.

But Neito dodged her hand with her own Body Shaper Quirk, grinning.

"Seriously, I'm not joking. Since my Quirk woke up, I've been learning crazy fast. I went through everything up to college level, Mom."

His mom stopped in her tracks, eyes narrowing suspiciously.

Dad wasn't messing around, though. He threw out a college-level question like it was no big deal.

"Alright, if you're serious—tell me how bio engines work."

Neito didn't even flinch.

"They're Quirk-integrated engines developed by the Ida family—the ones with the Engine Quirk. Designed to work with natural Quirk output instead of traditional fuel systems."

Dad raised both eyebrows. Mom looked at him, trying to see if he was impressed.

He was.

"Okay… lucky guess. What's the basic concept behind Quirk singularity theory?"

And just like that, five minutes flew by. Question after question. Neito answered every single one.

Eventually, Dad leaned back with a low whistle.

"Alright, you've made your point. I'll apply for a break extension at school. Let's get this sorted."

He stood up, grabbed his bag, and checked his watch.

"I'll bring the guy who handles this kind of thing after work. Don't worry, Neito. I'll take care of it."

Neito smiled and waved back. Mom didn't look thrilled but quietly closed the door behind Dad.

She turned to Neito and asked again, softer this time.

"Are you really sure you want to skip grades? You'll miss out on so much playtime with your friends."

Neito shook his head, no hesitation.

"That's fine, Mom. I can visit them at home. I don't wanna waste this chance to make a name for myself."

Mom pursed her lips, then hugged him tightly.

"Oh, baby, you're acting so grown-up it worries me. You should enjoy being a kid more."

Neito wanted to tell her that making a name for himself _was_ enjoying life. But he held back.

"I know, Mom. But I have you guys. And it'd be a shame not to use this boost in intelligence."

Mom sighed, looking at her four-year-old with love.

"I get it. It's hard to hold back after a Quirk wakes up. I know that."

Neito wasn't sure if his desire to skip grades was really his Quirk talking—or just him. He thought about it for a moment.

'Is this just jealousy kicking in again? Did the Quirk take over me? Or am I still me? Is the world even real anymore?'

After a brief mental spiral, he pushed it aside.

"Mom, can you help he study for the grade skip test? I want to make sure I don't mess this up."

Mom smiled gently, hands on hips.

"You bet. If my son's gonna be a genius, he'll be the best darn genius ever!"

She pulled out her phone and started looking up articles on raising gifted kids, shooing him off with a laugh.

"Go on, get some breakfast and brush your teeth."

"Yesss~" Neito sang as he ran off to freshen up, ready for the day ahead.

He was excited to skip school and become stronger, but unlike other kids, he wasn't doing this because he was dreaming of being a hero, or worshipping them. 

Sure, he had planned to go to UA later in life, but only because it was the best school for quirk training, and increased the chances of becoming famous and getting rich.

'All I wanted is wealth, fame and power. UA is a great place for that. Nezu's high spec quirk is impressive, he built such a comprehensive school.'

Neito wasn't set on heroism as a passion—he'd go only because it helped his goals. 

In the future if being a villain worked better than being a hero, Neito would switch careers without hesitation, and aim to be the next All For One.

His Copy quirk was never a heroic quirk, but nor was it a villainous one. Copy was a flexible neutral type quirk and just like his quirk, Neito was flexible and practical man.