Chapter 165 - 165: Something Left to Do
"Kurogiri, open a portal and send me somewhere."
"Oh? Midoriya-kun, where do you want to go?!"
Inside the League of Villains' hideout, Midoriya Izuku's words immediately caught everyone's attention. Where was this kid planning to go?
They were confused, but no one, not even Shigaraki Tomura, asked. After all, the gruesome sight of Spinner's death was still fresh in their minds. No one wanted to exchange words with this "Grim Reaper."
A black vortex appeared in front of the Midoriya household, and Midoriya stepped out of it. Even though he had only been gone for a week, he already felt nostalgic.
"Kurogiri, head back. I'll call you when I need you."
"Understood. I won't disturb you, Midoriya-kun."
With that, Kurogiri turned and disappeared, leaving Midoriya alone. He slowly took out his keys and unlocked the door. His mother, Midoriya Inko, had gone to the U.S. to live with his father, so the house had been empty for a while.
There was no way to keep this secret forever. Eventually, his mother would find out. Midoriya had returned today to finally put an end to it.
He picked up the landline phone and dialed his father's number in the U.S. The call connected quickly.
"Dad, it's me."
"......."
Hearing his son's voice, Midoriya's father didn't say anything. He simply handed the phone to Midoriya Inko.
"Izuku, is that you?!"
There was both joy and panic in her voice. It wasn't until she had arrived in the U.S. that she found out what had happened. Both her husband and son had hidden something so serious from her. She had cried more than once from worry and had even tried to book a flight back to Japan immediately.
But Midoriya's father had stopped her. It was their son's request—one he had entrusted to his father with pride. He had used every possible excuse, every comforting word, and had even begged to keep Inko in the U.S.
However, as time passed with no contact from Midoriya, even his father couldn't help but worry. He had been considering returning to Japan with Inko to search for Izuku.
But now, finally, he could breathe a sigh of relief. His son had called. He handed the phone to his wife so she could speak to him properly.
"Mom... I'm sorry... for lying to you."
"It's okay... it's okay. As long as you're safe, that's all that matters!"
Hearing her son's voice was more important than anything else. Tears streamed down Midoriya Inko's face. She had been worried sick.
"Yeah..."
Midoriya spent a long time talking with his parents, telling them everything that had happened. Even though these were things that outsiders could never know, it didn't matter—because if there was anyone he shouldn't keep secrets from, it was them. He knew he had made them worry too much.
Words of worry... words of comfort... two hours passed just like that. Finally, both Midoriya Inko and his father felt reassured. No matter what, their son was someone they could be proud of.
At the end of the call, Midoriya Inko took a deep breath and spoke seriously.
"Izuku, come to the U.S.! Even if you still want to be a hero, I won't stop you anymore. And both your father and I are here."
"You can start over as a hero here. I know your dream has never changed."
"......"
Midoriya stayed silent. His mother's words were tempting. He had never given up on his dream of becoming a hero. If he went to America... he could start over there.
But... not now.
"Sorry, Mom. I'll stay in Japan for now. Once things here are settled, I'll come visit you and Dad in America."
"...Alright."
After ending the call, Midoriya thought about everything that had happened so far. If he went to America now, he could run away from all of this... but he couldn't. There was still something he had to do.
He went to his room and opened a small box in his closet. Inside were the things he used for disguises. His current appearance would draw too much attention.
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Everyone knew what Midoriya Izuku looked like, especially after the U.A. Sports Festival. But "Akaya Kaiun" had only appeared online a few times. Plus, with his scarf covering the lower half of his face, not many people knew what he actually looked like.
After dyeing his hair black and changing his hairstyle, "Akaya Kaiun" left the Midoriya household. He had somewhere to be.
Walking down the street, Midoriya went unnoticed. "Akaya Kaiun" had only shown up during secret operations. The last time he was recognized was when he was with Mirio-senpai. Back then, his own popularity was at its peak.
But online trends faded fast. Someone who was the center of attention one day might be forgotten the next. Because of that, Midoriya was able to walk through the streets without issue and reach his destination.
It was the beachside park—the place where his dream of becoming a hero began.
Looking around, Midoriya felt nostalgic. His old secret base, the workout equipment he had put together... everything was still exactly the way he had left it.
He wasn't sure why he came here, but it felt good to see this place again. Ever since entering U.A., he hadn't visited much. Maybe it would be a long time before anyone else even noticed it.
But it didn't matter.
Midoriya's right hand transformed into steel wires, flashing silver as they cut through the air. A loud crash followed.
The mountain of discarded appliances collapsed. His old secret base was now nothing but rubble. The training equipment he had built was broken into pieces.
"A small farewell... to everything from the past."
He turned and walked away. This was where his dream had started. Now, he was the one to bury it.
On the way back to Kamino Ward, Midoriya walked the streets aimlessly. The city he had grown up in hadn't changed. People rushed to work. Kids grinned at hero figurines displayed in shop windows. Everything was peaceful.
But there were always those who sought to destroy that peace.
A sudden explosion shattered the calm.
Thick smoke and flames filled the air as a massive, three-meter-tall werewolf burst onto the streets, rampaging through everything in its path.
Midoriya recognized him.
This was the first criminal he had ever captured. The one who had been handed over to the police and locked away in prison.
But not long ago, there had been a prison riot. A large number of dangerous villains had escaped. Midoriya had seen the news.
Was this coincidence? Or fate?
A villain who had once been taken down by a hero now stood before that very same hero, causing destruction once again.
It seemed like heroes were already in pursuit. The werewolf turned its sights on a group of children gathered around a store window display. Without hesitation, it lunged toward them, likely trying to take hostages.
The kids huddled together in fear.
The bystanders, too terrified to act, could only watch.
The heroes hadn't arrived yet.
At this moment, with nowhere to run, all hope seemed lost.
A black-haired "Grim Reaper" walked past them.
A flash of silver streaked through the air.
The werewolf's charge came to an abrupt halt.
The terrified children... The helpless onlookers... The heroes who had arrived too late...
All they saw was the black-haired figure walking away.
And the werewolf—its body sliced into pieces, blood spraying across the ground.
By the time two heroes, Kamui Woods and Mt. Lady, arrived at the scene, all that remained was blood, flesh, and the horrified expressions of the people who had witnessed it.
The one responsible was already long gone.
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