The room was quiet in the way only powerful people could make it.
Ren sat across a low table, posture relaxed but attentive.
To his left stood All Might, arms folded, expression gentle but serious.
To his right leaned Satoru Gojo, one foot hooked around a chair, blindfold tilted slightly upward as if he didn't need it at all.
"So," Gojo said lightly, "let's talk about your parents."
Ren didn't flinch. "I figured this was coming."
All Might nodded. "Young Ren… your lineage is not something that can be ignored. Not here."
Gojo smirked. "Especially not when your dad nearly gave me a concussion."
Ren blinked. "Nearly?"
"I let him," Gojo replied immediately.
All Might sighed. "Hikaru Oshimiya was… exceptional."
Hikaru Oshimiya
"All Might," Gojo said, tapping the table, "you explain him. I'll explain why he was annoying."
All Might smiled faintly.
"Hikaru possessed an ability that did not enhance his body—yet he could still stand toe-to-toe with monsters who did."
Ren leaned forward slightly.
"All he needed," All Might continued, "was eye contact."
Gojo snapped his fingers. "And boom. You're done."
Ren frowned. "Done how?"
Gojo's smile thinned. "Your father could issue a command that the mind could not refuse."
The room felt heavier.
"Not persuasion," Gojo added. "Not fear. Absolute compliance."
All Might nodded. "Villains laid down their weapons. Entire battlefields went silent."
"And unlike certain purple-haired drama kings," Gojo said lazily, "your dad didn't collapse after using it."
Ren hesitated. "But… that doesn't explain the strength."
Gojo laughed. "Ah. That part."
He leaned closer.
"Hikaru trained his body like he didn't have a quirk."
Silence.
"All Might," Gojo continued, "you remember the test, right?"
All Might chuckled softly. "He shattered reinforced training armor… bare-handed."
Ren's eyes widened.
"He believed," All Might said, "that power without discipline was cowardice."
Gojo shrugged. "Also he hated relying on his quirk."
"And despite that," All Might finished, "he became one of U.A.'s most feared graduates."
Ren swallowed.
Gojo leaned back. "Still weaker than me, though."
"That is debatable," All Might said politely.
"It's not."
Ren's Mother
Gojo's tone shifted.
"Now," he said, "your mother is a different story."
Ren's gaze sharpened.
"She didn't overpower curses," Gojo said quietly.
"She unmade them."
All Might's eyes darkened. "Her cursed technique targeted the most fundamental aspect of existence."
Ren's chest tightened. "Which is?"
"Meaning," Gojo answered.
Ren froze.
"Your mother's cursed energy did not attack bodies," All Might explained. "It attacked purpose."
Gojo nodded. "Curses exist because emotions give them definition. She erased that definition."
"When she fought," All Might continued, "Special Grade curses did not scream."
"They forgot why they were there."
The room was completely silent now.
"She could stand inside a Domain Expansion," Gojo said, "and make it… uncertain."
Ren whispered, "That's… possible?"
Gojo smiled grimly. "Barely. That's why she was Special Grade."
The Truth
Ren looked down at his hands.
"So that's what I come from."
Gojo tilted his head. "No."
Ren looked up.
"That's what you surpassed the potential of," Gojo said.
All Might stepped forward. "You possess something unprecedented."
Ren's throat tightened. "Expectation?"
Gojo shook his head. "Intersection."
He tapped Ren's chest lightly.
"Your father imposed will on reality."
"Your mother erased meaning from it."
"And you," Gojo said, smiling again, "exist at the point where both systems collide."
Ren exhaled slowly.
"I don't want to become a weapon."
Gojo's smile softened—just a little.
"Good," he said. "Neither did they."
All Might placed a hand on Ren's shoulder.
"And that," he said warmly, "is why we believe in you."
Outside the room, cursed energy shifted.
Not violently.
Not yet.