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“If I had to kill someone, who would it be?”
Midoriya was always muttering his thoughts aloud and for the most part, Jirou had learned to ignore them. But sometimes the boy would say something that she couldn’t help but react to, usually by saying-
“-What did you just say?”
Jirou could literally hear every neck in the classroom snap as her classmates turned to see who she was talking to. She kept her eyes focused on the green-haired boy.
“Wha-? Oh! I was just thinking about who I’d kill if I had to,” Midoriya said as if it was something any normal and completely sane person would do in their downtime. “I can’t really decide on anyone, though,” He continued as if he wasn’t being stared at by twenty pairs of eyes. “My first thought was All Might because of how close he and I are as well as the fact I know almost everything about him. And the fact that he can’t use his quirk anymore would definitely help. If I did kill him, the fact that I’m such a huge fan might divert attention away from me as a possible suspect,”
His eyes glazed over as he continued. “But, then again, my fanboy-ish nature could be seen as somewhat stalker-y, so I don’t think that would be a good idea. Even if I wasn’t convicted, I’d receive a bunch of hate mail and death threats by his other fans, and eventually, I’d probably get murdered too . . .” He frowned for a moment before shaking his head. “No. I can’t kill All Might. And I can’t kill any other heroes either. Aizawa-sensei is too sharp to sneak up on, so he’s out. I can’t kill Iida or Uraraka both because they’re my friends and because Iida would be too fast for my and Uraraka has become pretty great at hand-to-hand combat.”
Emerald eyes shifted over to the blond sitting in front of him.
“Kacchan would kill me for even thinking about murdering him, so he’s out too. Everyone else is either too aware of their surroundings or always with someone else and I can’t up the kill count to two before I even get one,” Midoriya hummed for a moment, unaware that he currently had the entire class speechless. “I think I could kill Mineta, but that’s only because I’m pretty sure I could convince the girls to help out with that . . .”
A second of silence. Then two.
“I don’t know very many people outside of heroes, and I think I’ve established why I can’t kill them. The only other option is my mom,”
“Midoriya-” Aizawa began to say something (probably just trying to stop him) but the teen was on a roll.
“Most of you know how close I am with her. If I killed her it would be a shock to all of you. I don’t think anyone would expect me. After all, who would kill their mother? Heh heh . . .” A nervous chuckle left his mouth.
Jirou prayed he was done, but he kept going.
“Now to figure out how I’d kill her-”
Aizawa’s capture weapon wrapped itself around Midoriya’s mouth, effectively shutting him up.
“Iida. Yaoyorozu. You’re in charge ‘til I get back,” was all he said before exiting the room with a (slightly crazy) Midoriya Izuku in tow.