Chapter 6: An interesting encounter || 1.1k

3 Months Later <<<

||| Japan, Musutafu Januray 26th, 21XX |||

Stepping out of the car, Logan inspected the new apartment U.Q.M.A had provided for him.

It was quite average with one bathroom, one bedroom, and small kitchen.

Unpacking his luggage, Logan looked out the window and stared at the sky. He pondered about what he had gone through in the academy and what awaited him in the future. He then looked down at the ticket he took out of his pocket.

EXAM TICKET

Examinee no. 2677 e

Test Location: Battle center A

Name: Logan Howlett

Gender: Male

Dept. of Aspriation: Hero Department

Test Date and Time: February 26, 9:30am - 11:40am

'I have one month left until the examination,' he thought.

Logan wasn't scared. With his experience and training, this test should be nothing more than a formality for his admission into UA.

Sitting in his apartment Logan looked around and realized one major flaw he had forgotten to account for.

He had nothing to do in his new apartment.

He had already unpacked his luggage, checked his email, watched some TV, and read a few chapters of his favorite book. He felt restless and bored.

Logan looked at his watch and realized it was only 10 a.m.

'What in gods name was he supposed to do for the next 8 hours?

Shifting his position in bed, Logan's eyes locked onto his open bag. On the top, he could see the uniform given to him by General Steele.

'Might as well go for a run. 100… who am I kidding? I've got nothing better to do.'

Whoosh

A gale of wind followed Logan as he sprinted down the street, Logan could feel the eyes of the pedestrians on him.

Some looked curious, some looked annoyed, some looked amused. He dodged a couple of bikes, a dog walker, and a street vendor. He heard someone shout "Hey, watch it!" but he ignored them, hell somebody even threw him an orange!

Logan was amazed by Japan and its culture. Everything was so different from what he was used to. The people, the language, the food, the architecture, the technology. He felt like he had landed on another planet.

Logan ran for miles, passing by various neighborhoods and landmarks. He saw skyscrapers and temples, parks and malls, schools and offices.

He saw people of all ages and backgrounds, some wearing suits and some hero wearing costumes. He saw cars and buses and trains and bikes. He saw signs and billboards and screens and posters. He saw colors and shapes and symbols and words. He saw so much that he felt overwhelmed and dizzy.

He finally reached the end of his destination: a garbage-filled beach. He walked while examining the garbage mountains on the sand.

He then saw something weird: a green-haired boy clearing the trash. His body trickling with sweat, his arms pulling a large boat out of the beach.

'That kid seems interesting.'

|| Izuku Midoriya POV ||

"Oi, what are you doing?" A gruff voice asked behind me.

My heart stopped as I dropped the boat I was pulling in my hand. Had someone seen me talking to All Might and come to confront me?

Was the government trying to stop me from accidentally digging up radioactive waste they had buried here?

My body stiffened as I subconsciously turned towards the voice, bowing.

"I'm sorry sir! I thought it would be okay to clean up this beach since it had stayed littered for years! Please forgive me-"

"Wow dude, calm down. Just saw you cleaning this beach and thought what you were doing seemed pretty interesting, so I wanted to ask if I could help."

The voice said in a more gentle tone.

I let out a sigh of relief and relaxed my tense muscles. Thank god, it was just a curious passerby. He didn't look like he had any ill intentions.

I looked up at him and saw that he was a tall young man around my age with a muscular build and a rugged face. His hair was dark and messy, falling over his forehead.

He wore a long-sleeved black compression shirt with a camo pattern that hugged his chest and arms. His baggy camo pants hung loosely from his waist, revealing a pair of black boots.

"I appreciate your offer but this is something I have to do myself. I am really sorry!" I said politely.

He smiled slightly and extended his hand toward me.

"Logan Howlett." He said in a friendly tone. His eyes had a hint of curiosity in them.

"My name is Midoriya Izuku. Nice to meet you." I said as I shook his hand.

He was walking down the street, bored out of his mind. He had already seen everything there was to see. He even met this guy named Izuku Midoriya.

He wanted to know more about him, but he didn't want to pry. He had his own life, and he had his. He shook his head and tried to focus on the present. He might as well go get lunch.

"AAAH"

He heard a scream and turned his head. He saw a woman getting robbed by a man. The burglar had snatched her purse.

The burglar was fast, but that was already in Logan's expectation. He ran after him, dodging the pedestrians and cars on the way.

After 10 minutes the burglar turned into an alley, thinking he got away. He was wrong. Reaching the alley, Logan grabbed him by the collar and lifted him off the ground.

The thief dropped the purse and tried to kick Logan, but he held him firmly.

"Let me go!" He shouted. Logan looked into the burglar's eyes and saw fear and anger. He didn't know who he was, or what he could do to him.

He didn't know that he had claws that could slice through his flesh like butter. He didn't need to. He just gave him a hard punch in the face and knocked him out cold.

Thud

Logan then picked up the purse, making his easy to the Woman.

"Excuse me Ms. Is this purse yours?" He asked from across the street.

Looking at the purse the woman came running to Logan. She thanked him profusely and hugged him.

"Thank you so much! You're a hero!" She said. He shrugged.

"No problem, ma'am. Just doing my duty." He turned around and continued walking checking for any restaurants to satiate his hunger

'I could definitely go for a burger right now.'