Chapter-80

"Don't be distracted, Shiori." In another area of the city, we see Endeavor patrolling with his daughter. Normally, he only attended calls of great importance, but due to the suspicion that the hero killer could be in this area, he had to respond to the call. Now, the number two hero watched as his daughter read a book. Peering closely, he found the title.

'How to be something more than friends...'

"If you want him to pay attention to you, demand his attention," the white and red-haired teenager read in her mind. Thoughtfully, she pondered the advice. 'Demand his attention' could work. Turning the page, she continued reading the following advice, "And if you meet someone else who wants to win his heart, don't hesitate to get her out of the way." That sounded good, but 'get her out of the way' seemed a bit extreme.

"You're still thinking about the Uzumaki," growled the father, who noticed his daughter's interest in the mentioned individual. "It's a waste of time interacting with him; he has no future as a hero." Ignoring greetings from civilians and fanatics alike, Endeavor continued walking towards the fire manipulator.

"He stopped a train and saved hundreds of lives. Isn't that what a hero does?" The teenager answered calmly, sighing at her father's dismissive comments. The only reason she tolerated it was because her father was powerful—Japan's second-best hero. That was the only reason she endured it, wanting to improve and not be left behind by her other classmates, like Midoriya, Bakugo, and... Naruto.

"Bha." Not wanting to continue discussing the Uzumaki, Endeavor resumed his daily patrol with his daughter closely following.

...

"Are you sure I'm ready?" In another area of the same great city, a unique pair of heroes emerged—an old dwarf in a yellow and white suit, aided by a cane, and a green-haired teenager in an unusual green suit. These were Gran Torino, a veteran 'Pro-hero,' and Izuku Midoriya.

"You could have hit me. It's no use fighting the same opponent repeatedly; you need to handle different styles to get used to dealing with various villains you'll face one day," answered the old man, strolling happily with his cane. Now in the city center as night fell, he added with a more serious expression, "Although I'm still surprised that you already know how to use 5% of One For All. In just one day, you've shown how skilled you are." Deku smiled nervously, recalling the intense training he had undergone to achieve this strength. His Sensei, or at least as he considered him, had shown no mercy in the training, even pushing it to extremes. However, seeing the results, he couldn't complain about the process.

"I just had a good teacher." Smiling nervously, Deku shuddered at the memories of what he had endured to reach his current strength. His Sensei had spared no effort in the training, pushing him to the limit.

"I would like to meet him." Intrigued, Gran Torino rubbed his beard thoughtfully. Successfully training an heir to One For All was rare, even for him, as he had struggled to train Toshinori to unleash his full potential. "But putting that aside, it's time to look for villains!" Raising his cane in the air, he startled nearby pedestrians with his sudden declaration.

"Yes-yeah!" Humoring his peculiar supervisor for these internships, Deku followed him as Gran Torino briskly walked among the people, searching for 'villains' to confront. Deku observed curiously as Gran Torino suddenly stopped and looked in a particular direction.

"I already found one!" Unexpectedly, the old man was sent flying by a jet of pressurized air from his feet, soaring over the people on the street. Gran Torino descended upon his target, attempting to strike with his cane. "Oh?" In disbelief, he saw his staff shattered by the assailant, who extended an arm to deliver a firm punch to the hero's stomach, sending him tumbling in the distance.

"Any problem, old man?" The victim of the attack turned out to be Naruto, who looked with annoyance at the old man who attacked him unexpectedly, causing the people to get excited and leave the area.

"Someone tough... I'll have to go with heavy weapons." Smiling, Gran Torino stood up from the ground in pain from the blow to his stomach. Taking an attack position little by little, he levitated to fly at full speed against the Uzumaki, who was slightly surprised by the speed with which the old dwarf flew.

"If you want to fight, that's what you'll have." The shinobi ran against his attacker and, somersaulting, launched a kick, which was skillfully dodged by the hero who changed his direction of flight in mid-air, skidding on his landing. The blonde watched as the old man moved from various places around him to little by little pick up speed.

"Ha!" Flying against the brat, Gran Torino reached his blind spot behind his neck. Spinning in the air, he gained momentum to launch a kick, but the teenager only ducked, dodging the blow to let the hero pass over him. "Uhg!" Without time to react, the old man was grabbed by his right leg and was suddenly thrown against a mailbox, crashing into the metal box and trying to get back up, only to see a sword pointed right between his eyes.

"..." With a sigh, Naruto sheathed his sword. "Consider yourself lucky, old man. Those who attack me unawares usually end up in the hospital with several broken bones... or underground." Looking around, he saw a smiling Mt. Lady who finished arriving with two ice cream cones, one in each hand.

"Hey, Naruto-kun, I didn't know what flavor you wanted, but I hope you like the lemon one." Yu's smile disappeared when she saw an old man lying on the floor kneeling in front of his protégé. "I'm only leaving for a few minutes, and that's it." "You're fighting! And against an old man! This will cost you points in your performance level that I will send to the UA!" she yelled angrily, only to then start eating the strawberry ice cream from her.

"He attacked me first" was the simple response of the blonde, who walked up to the professional heroine to pass by her. "I don't remember that he ordered ice cream," he said calmly as he watched how the blonde just shrugged her shoulders to hand him one of the ice creams.

"Just for a second stop being so serious, you'll get gray hair. Eat it." Holding out the ice cream, he saw how the blonde just sighed and then took it.

"Is it licked?" she asked doubtfully, watching as the heroine just looked in another direction, feigning dementia.

"I'm sure that cold mask will break now," smiling to herself, Yu thought that the teenager would refuse to eat, feeling ashamed that she had already tried it. That always worked to make boys his age nervous. "What? What are you doing?!" She blushed, watching how the blonde just ate the ice cream like it was nothing. She didn't expect that. Was this an indirect kiss? After all, her saliva connected with the Uzumaki's mouth.

"..." In silence, Gran Torino got up to rub his back in pain. He was surprised to see the way the teenager acted, who only finished eating that dessert, leaving a blushing Yu who didn't know what to say.

"Sensei!" Arriving at the scene, Deku saw his teacher with joy, running up to him and looking at him with a sparkle of excitement in his eyes. "I saw you stopping that train over the internet! That was great! How did you know that the cables could withstand such tension? To stop the train? Surely you would have had to use your electrical quirk to not be affected by the current that ran through the cables. You would have had to exceed your limit to obtain the strength to stop the train since the weight it had, plus the speed, will have been difficult to counteract to stop it without making it leave the tracks..." Beginning to whisper, Deku only continued drawing conclusions or scenarios to understand how the Uzumaki stopped the train without control.

"…" Sighing, the shinobi only saw how the green-haired man was lost in his over-analysis mode.

"So you're the green brat's teacher?" Smiling, Gran Torino approached the group as if nothing had happened.

"Yes," narrowing his eyes, the shinobi just looked at the old man with doubt. He was apparently resistant, walking after landing two good blows.

"Right! Gran Torino, why did he attack sensei like that?! He wasn't meaning anything!" the green-haired man questioned, looking at the old man who only shrugged his shoulders.

"He had the face of a villain. I'm sorry, it's custom," smiling, the old man just looked at the blonde teenager who only remained impassive.

"As you say," crossing his arms, he turned his gaze to the boy Midoriya who was silently looking at Mt. Lady, who was strangely downcast.

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