After that, I explained everything to Mellisia and Toru — about Fuyumi-san, about how our relationship even happened.
They weren't angry. Not even upset.
They only had one question:
"Are there… more?"
I panicked.
"N-No! No more girls in my life… for now!"
That was a month ago.
All Might eventually found out too, and instead of scolding me, he simply placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
"If they're happy… then I support you."
Mellisia calls me every day now from America.
Toru clings to me more than before — bolder, more direct.
Fuyumi prefers quiet home dates, always blushing, always shy… and that's the part of her I love most.
Even if they agreed to share me, each of them still wants their own personal time.
I respect that.
Mellisia misses me badly.
Truth is… I miss her too.
Class 1-A, on the other hand, nearly collapsed when they discovered my situation.
"UA Womanizer."
The cursed title stuck instantly.
Kacchan doesn't care, and Shoto… well, he said he's happy to have me as family.
But I can feel the judgmental stares stabbing into my back every time I walk by in the corridor.
Some of the class girls act strangely cautious around me…
as if one wrong word and I'll seduce them into my "basket."
At least my One For All progress keeps me sane.
The gauntlets Mellisia made helped me reach 100%.
Without them, I'm stuck at 51%.
I can sustain OFA at max level for three minutes without backlash before the gauntlets auto-repair for a day.
Honestly… Hatsume-san belongs in America. She'd thrive with Mellisia and her tech.
Maybe I should ask her about that…
Today, I'm patrolling with Shoto as part of my internship.
I asked Kacchan to join in with me too, but he already committed to Best Jeanist.
The kidnapping of Kacchan arc is approaching…
I can feel it.
"Hey, guys!"
Iida sprinted toward us.
"Iida is here… then… Stain too?" I swallowed.
"You're patrolling too?" Shoto asked.
"Yes."
A sudden BOOM shook the street.
We didn't waste a second.
A Nomu stood in the smoke.
"What the hell… why is a Nomu here!?" I thought.
"Shoto, it's like the thing we saw at USJ," I warned.
"Should I call Endeavour?"
"Yeah — do it. We'll need all the help we can get."
I scanned the area.
"…Where's Iida?"
"I-I'm not sure," Shoto said.
"Stain must be here. Dammit…" I thought.
"Shoto, find Iida and call Endeavour. I'll hold the Nomu!"
"Full Cowl… 51%!"
I rushed in—
— and defeated it with one punch.
"What? Why is it so weak—?"
Danger Sense screamed.
My eyes widened.
"Shit. Trap."
A dart stabbed into my neck.
The world blurred.
I woke up in a dim, empty room — limbs bound by thick steel chains.
"..There are multiple villains… they haven't noticed I'm awake yet… I can take them. OFA… Full—"
"Not now, boy."
Warm breath brushed my ear.
Arms wrapped around me from behind… soft… too soft…
A woman pressed herself against my back, her chest touching me… hugging me like she owned me.
My heart jumped.
"OFA… Nana-san, can you hear me!?" I tried to reach the vestiges.
"It's useless," the woman purred. "As long as I'm touching you… you're just a normal cute boy."
"Who the hell are you!? Where am I?"
"Tsk, tsk… don't be harsh. I'm only following orders."
She squeezed me tighter.
"You've got such a nice body… should I have a little taste before the young master arrives?"
Her whisper slid down my spine like poison.
My little brother reacted before my brain did.
"N-No, no, no— what are you thinking, Izuku!? You're kidnapped! And you're having such thoughts about the woman who kidnapped you!?"
I bit my lip to snap out of it.
"Ooh~ suppressing your desires by hurting yourself? How delicious… you turn me on so much."
Her arms tightened.
She trembled — enjoying every second.
"You've got multiple quirks inside you too… just who are you, Izuku Midoriya?"
A warp gate opened.
"Yo, Midoriya. Having fun?"
Shigaraki Rin stepped out, grinning.
"Shigaraki Rin…"
"Oh? I'm honored the hero of I-Expo remembers me."
He turned to the woman.
"Good job capturing him, Kurohane Rika."
She bowed.
"Pleasure is mine, boss."
Kurohane…?
Someone like her wasn't in the League of Villains.
A butterfly-effect villain created because of me.
She leaned close, whispering against my neck:
"If you allow me, young master… I could train him. Break him in and present him to you. One day is enough."
"No," Shigaraki ordered. "Master wants him safe and sound."
"Tch. What a shame. I wanted to pop your cherry, boy."
Chills ran down my spine.
"Just what does Master see in you…" Shigaraki muttered, lifting my chin with his remaining fingers.
A crushing, suffocating aura flooded the room through a warp.
Every villain stiffened.
Even Kurohane — who had been confidently teasing me — suddenly shook violently, arms tightening around me, full-body trembling.
"Master…" Shigaraki whispered.
All For One.
He looked the same — the mask, the presence — but something felt… off.
He hugged Shigaraki gently.
Is that really All For One?
He seems… nice to Shigaraki.
Was he always like this?
No. He was scum. He's probably acting… trying to gain Rin's trust.
I gulped.
Then he looked at me.
At my bleeding lip.
His aura spiked — monstrous, suffocating bloodlust ripping through the air.
I puked from the pressure.
'What the… hell is happening…?'
He grabbed Shigaraki by the collar and yanked him off the ground like a misbehaving child.
"Rin…" All For One said, voice low and calm — too calm.
"I told you to bring him safe and sound, didn't I?"
Shigaraki choked, fingers twitching uselessly.
"M-Master—I—"
'I expected more from you…'
His tone was gentle… which somehow made it ten times more terrifying.
"Master… he bit his own lip. We didn't do anything…" Kurohane stammered while holding me tightly like a terrified child clutching a toy.
All For One dropped Shigaraki gently and healed him with a quirk.
"…I'm sorry, Rin. I got carried away."
Is this really All For One or some wannabe Joker?
He stepped toward me.
I'm dead…
He's going to take OFA while I'm helpless…
If I'm gone, he becomes unstoppable…
I braced for death, memories of Mellisia, Toru, Fuyumi flashing through my mind.
All For One placed a hand on my head.
Here it is…
Sorry mom…
Sorry All Might…
Nana-san...
But then—
"…Eh? My wound… is healing?"
Is he trying to kill me at my best?
No.
He ruffled my hair.
"You look a lot like your mother," All For One said.
My heart dropped.
The theory.
The old, cursed theory.
Could it be—?
The wall exploded.
"All For One! Leave the boy!" All Might roared.
"If you touch my intern, I'll incinerate you," Endeavour growled.
"All Might… Endeavour…" I breathed.
"All Might," All For One said calmly. "You're the only one I wish to face."
Five High-End Nomu warped in, dragging pro heroes away.
Leaving only All Might… Kurohane… and me.
Kurohane hissed and dragged me away, still gripping my wrist.
"Boy… are you related to Master?"
I froze.
"…I don't know. My dad isn't like him at all. I can show you the proof — just loosen the chains a bit."
"Nice try. You're not escaping—"
She was punched mid-sentence by an invisible force.
"Toru!" I yelled, tearing off the weakened chains with Full Cowl.
Kurohane warped away, furious.
Toru appeared and hugged me tightly.
"Izuku-kun! Are you okay!? I was so scared!"
"I'm fine…" I hugged her back.
A shockwave thundered through the air.
All Might and All For One had begun their battle.
All For One's exposed face—
Black hair. Not his usual white hair.
Exactly like my dad's picture.
"…why?" I whispered.
"Nana-san… can you hear me?"
"Yes! Our connection is back. What happened!?" she said, finally visible again.
"…I don't know. He's looking a lot… like my father."
The vestiges fell silent.
Even Nana.
They might know something about this…
"That aside… this can't continue. If All Might loses, Japan will fall into turmoil."
I clenched my fists. "Please… lend me everything you have."
"Of course."
Power surged through me.
"NO HOLDING BACK!"
Smokescreen engulfed the battlefield.
Blackwhip restrained All For One.
"All Might — NOW!"
All Might charged, fist blazing.
All For One looked at me one last time…
and smiled.
All Might's blow struck him, knocking him unconscious.
He stood tall, blazing with fading embers of strength.
"…is he really my father?" I whispered, staring at the fallen villain.