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“I have you now you little menace,” All for One said, large grin on his face as he stared down at his victim, weapon in hand.
He brought it down, chuckling darkly as the fly swatter landed a direct hit on the fly that has been going around. After cleaning the resulting mess, Midoriya Hisashi looked around the clean kitchen before giving a nod of satisfaction.
“Kitchen is clean, Inko and Izuku both took their lunches today, what else is there?” he mumbled to himself, going over his phone only to sigh at a message from Kurogiri. “How the hell did he get this number?”
Shaking his head, Hisashi added getting a new phone number to his list of things to do later before reading what the message said. He blinked at the mention of the UA Sports Festival and how Tomura threw a little fit over the Annoying USJ Brat as he liked to call the kid that got in his way.
Hisashi shook his head, instead sending a message to Kurogiri detailing how he was retired at this point and to not contact him unless it was a life or death emergency. Though at the reminder of the UA Sports Festival, Hisashi sighed. “Can’t believe I almost forgot, Izuku even said it was today,” he said, going into the living room to turn on the T.V. to the channel that was showing the festival.
“Missed the first two events and half of the first round,” he mumbled, sitting on the couch and watching the rest of the battles with slight interest on the differing quirks used. Though he may have to review the footage and see if any quirks really catches his eye.
After all, there is no telling if and when he will be forced out of retirement. Always have to keep an eye out for the future.
When they showed the brackets, he blinked at how Izuku made it to the second round of the third event and would be facing-
“Oh god, who let Endeavor spawn?” he grumbled, rubbing a temple. “Next we’ll be having All Might spawning yet another headache for me,” Hisashi sighed before blinking as he remembered something. “Hang on, Izuku doesn’t have a quirk, so how did he get this far? I know I didn’t give him one,” he started to mutter to himself, hoping that the thought he was beginning to have wasn’t real.
At the sight of a large explosion on the screen, Hisashi looked up and blinked at the close-up of his son who had broken fingers.
“Please don’t tell me,” he grumbled, not voicing his thoughts any further as he watched with growing horror at the way Izuku kept destroying his fingers to fight off the waves of ice that Endeavor’s spawn kept sending out.
At the end of the battle, Hisashi broke the remote in hand before standing up. “I’m going to fucking kill All Might! What the hell was he thinking!?” He shouted, standing up and grabbing his phone to make a few phone calls.
All Might will fucking pay for this.