The Hero Academy in My Mind

Izuku had just finished eating a piece of fried pork chop, and before he had time to take a breath, he was choked and lost his mind.

"So... so choking... cough cough cough."

"Why does fried pork chop choke you?" Sitting next to Izuku, Urari picked up a piece of fried pork chop with chopsticks and looked at it carefully. Soon, Urari found something strange. Why is there green sauce behind the fried pork chop?

"It's mustard! No wonder!" Urari tasted the green sauce, and the aftereffect of mustard rushed straight into her nose.

"Faiku is really a waste. He didn't even notice this problem." Bakugo laughed and pointed at Izuku who was still eating pork chop rice.

"Izuku, that plate of pork chop rice clearly has mustard, why are you still eating it?" Urari directly grabbed Izuku's hand holding the chopsticks.

"Only if I'm full can I have the energy to train, to enter U.A., to become a hero, to not be laughed at by Kacchan, to... not be called a waste, so I have to eat my fill." Izuku said, breaking free from Arisa's hand and continuing to eat the pork chop rice with mustard. After a while, Izuku finished the pork chop rice and slipped off the table. He had to find a place to train.

"Izuku, where are you going?" Todoroki Shoto had also finished his soba noodles at this time, and watched little Izuku run out of the cafeteria. Todoroki put down his chopsticks and followed him.

"Yin-Yang Face!" Bakugou watched Yin-Yang Face run out of the cafeteria with Izuku, and followed him with a curse.

"So, do we still want to eat?"

"Or should we continue to let Toru Hagakure help us live broadcast?"

"I'm already live broadcasting, hurry into the live broadcast room." Toru Hagakure suddenly appeared and said.

All the students in Class 1-A immediately took out their mobile phones and entered the live broadcast room.

Izuku relied on his own strength and eyesight to find a place suitable for his training, which was a small forest. Izuku, why do you like to go into the forest so much?

"This tree is good." Izuku patted a small tree.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Izuku bowed to the small tree and stretched out his fists to hit the small tree continuously.

"One, two, one, two!" Izuku hammered every punch very hard, and the small tree was shaking.

Several guys hiding in the corner were peeping at Izuku who was training hard.

'I didn't expect that Midoriya boy has been so hard since he was a child. ' Standing by the window on the fourth floor, All Might looked at Izuku who was beating the tree, and felt a little emotional.

"That's it..." 'He worked hard when he was a child. ' Aizawa said standing next to All Might.

'Feijiu, don't your hands hurt? '

'Izuku looks a little handsome like this. ' Two guys secretly hid by the wall and watched Izuku train.

"Hmm, it hurts a little..." Izuku stopped, shook his hands, and looked at his knuckles that had turned red.

"It hurts, so what? Keep practicing!" Izuku shook his head and continued to beat the tree.

"Only by living can we help others, and only by living can we not hold others back. What about ordinary people, what about [no Quirk], can't [no Quirk] become a hero? I will definitely enter U.E. I will!!" Izuku said loudly, and the last punch directly broke the small tree in half.

"Ha...ha...ha, it seems that my strength has increased again. By the way, it seems that the tree I broke seems to be the tree of U.E. I don't know how much money I have to pay. I'm so sleepy..." Izuku burst out all the strength in his body this time, and leaned against the tree stump with his eyes wide open.

"So sleepy..." After a while, Izuku fell asleep completely, breathing steadily, and the ends of his hair kept shaking between his breaths, looking quite cute.

"Is Feijiu asleep? Humph, waste." 'Do you want to go over and carry him to sleep somewhere else?'

"Izuku, don't sleep here, let's go to sleep somewhere else, okay?" Todoroki Shoto suddenly appeared beside Izuku and gently picked him up.

"Hey! Yin-Yang Face!!"

"Shh, keep your voice down."

"Qi Ke Xiu!!" Bakugo was quiet for a rare time, and the two carried little Izuku to the health room. Along the way, Izuku's knuckles kept bleeding and dripped on the ground.

"Healing girl!!" Bakugo shouted, and ran into the health room with Todoroki Shoto.

"What's going on? How come you got injured again after such a short time?" The healing girl looked at Izuku with a headache, whose hand was bleeding. Really, has he been so fond of self-abuse since he was a child?

"It's okay, it's just exhaustion, and the hand is not injured. It will be fine after sleeping here for a while." The healing girl looked at Izuku sleeping on the bed, and then looked at Bakugo and the two who were still in the health room.

"By the way, shouldn't you guys go back to the classroom? It's almost time for class, or do you want to skip class?"

"Hurry back!" The two ran back to the classroom like the wind, with the same thought in their minds: they must come to see Izuku after class (waste it).

"What annoying kids, aren't you, All Might?"

All Might in his normal form lifted the curtain between the isolation beds, and he looked at Izuku who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

'Maybe it's just friendship between classmates.' All Might thought so, and sat on the chair. Now he has 45 minutes to watch Izuku's cute appearance as a child.

"It's a bit annoying indeed." All Might perfunctorily treated the treatment girl, and carefully looked at Izuku's face.

‘As expected, she is like an angel... I really want to touch her...’ Thinking of this, All Might stretched out his big hand and tried to touch Izuku's face.

‘Super smooth, super soft, super nice to touch, I can't let go of her! ’ All Might suddenly wanted to let his hand grow directly on Izuku's face.

“Hey, All Might, that's enough, you still have to go to class tomorrow, do you want to stay up late to write the record?”

“Okay, Aizawa-kun, I'll do it right away!!” All Might, who was already scared by Aizawa's scolding, finally rubbed some oil on Izuku's face and walked back to his office.

“Really, I still have to treat the wounded in Class B, Aizawa, I'll leave this to you.” The healing girl jumped off the chair.

“Hi~” A rather weak response.

Aizawa was almost lying on Izuku's entire bed, and next to him was Izuku with a bandage on his hand.

"A brat is still a brat, why does he cry when he falls asleep?" Aizawa reached out his hand and tried to wipe away the tears from Izuku's eyes, but Izuku rolled over and dodged.

"Tsk, you're still a little stubborn, forget it, I don't bother to pay attention to you." Aizawa withdrew his hand, then closed his eyes and went to sleep. For a while, the health room became quiet.

In class, although everyone was looking at the teacher's blackboard seriously, their minds had already flown to the health room. They wanted the get out of class to end immediately and then ran to the health room to see Izuku.

'There are still ten minutes before the end of get out of class. Can't you go faster? '

'I don't know how Feijiu is doing now. '

'I wonder if Izuku likes ice sculptures? '

'Does little Izuku like flying high? '

'I really want to change little Izuku into women's clothes. It must be super cute. '

'Little Izuku should change into clothes that can be worn outside. ’

‘By the way, Izuku-chan’s current condition lasts for three days. Where is he going to sleep during these three days? He can’t sleep in the health room.’