Crime rate in Musutafu decreases drastically.

Partially because of the appearance of a feared and infamous man once thought dead, the other part the vigilante trio who's been patroling around the town regularly.

"Help!!"

"Keep it down ya lil shit! You want this knife lodged in yer head?! Those bastards will hear us!"

The mugged person whimpered, terrified.

"If you're planning to mug someone, try to keep your voice down." A bored voice drawled. The thugs paled, turning to look for the only one who possesses such voice.

They found the source seated a few feet away, on the concrete railing of the rooftop they were on.

"You-" The thug prepared to grab the other man hostage, when his vision was forcefully pulled back to the vigilante known as Owl. This time, another was at his right.

Owl's pose looked regal, like a royal blood staring down at lowlives with an arrogant smirk. One leg crossed over the other, one hand under an elbow guard. One clawed hand held out elegantly, lifted by a paw padded claw of Fox.

Fox had another hand tucked away, a foot lifted and body slightly bowed, like a butler, waiting for an order from his lord. Icy blue eyes gleamed at them from underneath the blue highlighted frowning kitsune mask.

A figure joined them shortly after, their shawl blowing in the cold wind. Their petite figure crouched down with their back to the thugs, eyes cold lurked something feral under the mask ebbed with huge long fangs. Clawed gloves rested on their knee prorector, one sharp pointer tapped at the hard cold ground. Their blonde hair glistening under the gentle moonlight, looking dangerous and deadly.

These were the official protectors of Musutafu, the theorized students of the Red Reaper himself.

The two thugs almost shitted their pants.

"Tut tut, it's not nice to look away when people are talking to you." Owl pulled up his collar hiding the smirk, but the infuriating tone was still the same.

"Now, pray tell, what the fuck do you think you're doing in our territory." His voice was sickly sweet, Fox and Bat moving to his right and left respectively.

They didn't even get a chance to stutter out a single sylable, when the next time they woke up, they were in the police station.

Izuku held his stomach as he wheezed harshly.

"Oh fuck their -hhn- faces- haHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" He roared with laughter.

"Izuku, send us the images!!" Himiko whined, and a second later, both siblings received what their brother saw in the man's eyes.

"We look rdiculous." Dabi snorted. 'Reminds me of an anime about demons and a boy from a quirkless world becoming the grandson to one of the strongest demons.'

"Ridiculously fabulous, you mean." Himiko snickered. Dabi huffed, but a grin was there on his scarred lips.

"Their faces were priceless." Izuku sighed contently, flopping down onto his bed.

Despite moving to a real house now, with large rooms, they still prefered to have a single room with three beds.

Bless that redheaded demon, he actually collected more than enough money from his questionable career choices.

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"Hey, you need a bigger house."

"Can't, we haven't saved up enough money yet. I thought of that before, for mom to have a better life and job, but i can't do anything yet."

"Hmm... Alrighty then, meet me again tomorrow."

"Huh? Why?"

"You'll see~!"

"Tadaa!!"

"..."

"Do you like it? I asked for Inko-san's preference, but what about yours?"

"You..."

"Yes?"

"You bought... An entire house... For us?..."

"Of course! Why shouldn't i?"

"What are your motives exactly, Ketsuburo-san?"

"Motives? Is it bad if i want to help my little cubs? It's common pack rules, no?"

"A house is not cheap, Ketsuburo-san. What do you gain from this."

"... Is it too late now to say that i just have too much money and am looking for a way to safely spend them?"

"... I do wonder how you're still alive til this day, Shizuki-san."

"I'm awesome, that's how!"

"Yes, yes. Now, about this surprise for my mom?"

"... I'm interested."
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"Izuku, dinner's ready!" Inko called from the kitchen.

"Coming, mom/mama/inko-san!"

Think about anything else later, Mamadoriya comes first.

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Shizuki strolled down the neighborhood casually.

This is not Musutafu, not his cubs' territory, and even if claimed, he still wouldn't care whether or not some heroes tracked down his trails.

Never has he seen this neighborhood before, and yet he knows it like the back of his hand.

It may be the force of habit of learning the environments and adapting to different survival conditions or the ingrained knowlegde he had forgotten long, long ago. He wasn't sure which.

The old park gave his heart a sudden pang of nostalgia.

"What happened to me.."

He's a monster, oh he knows. That and he hears everyone whisper in the back alleys where he passed by after several assassination and murdering attempts.

No human, at least that he knew of, despite how strong their healing Quirks are, can survive most of their important intestines being ripped out violently.

'To control the movements and activity of blood and cells, Cyto Haemokinesis, oh how i love and loath this Quirk the same.'

Passing by a blonde boy, Shizuki stiffened.

A rush of memories.

Happy and sad and angry and painful.

The boy stopped, too, just a bit. He looked at the back of the redheaded man, before turning away in a hurry.

He saw in his head the image of a young teen smiling and turning his bsck to him, promising to come back for quirk training.

He never returned.

Shizuki stood there, dazed and nauseous.

"Oh fuck, the blood.." He groaned, bile rising up in his throat.

"So goddamn much."

He leaned against one of the park's fences, closing his eyes to try a sort out the memories.

There was a gasp near him, but Shizuki paid no mind. Maybe a worried passerby or somethi-

"...Chiaki-san...?"

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"Hey."

"Yeah?"

"Shizu-sensei has been gone for a while. He hasn't come back for dinner."

"Maybe he got caught by the heroes?"

"Nah, despite how he acts, Shizuki-san knows a lot of stuf regarding stealth and tracking."

"Maybe he's out there in other towns collecting kids again. Remember us, Hitoshi and Denki."

"Knowing him, it's highkey a possibility."

"Heh. Wanna go to Kamado bakery tomorrow before we train for the exam?"

"Hell yeah!"

"I'm in."

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Ok so... My imagination was running low as hell and then this happened. The first halp of this chapter spurred from this:

Inspired by Mairimashita Iruma-kun where Iruma's Evil Cycle was unleashed and Alice and Clara ever by his side.

Sorry this took so long, a lot had happened lately and i barely had time for Wattpad.

I've been pretty active on Tumblr, ao you can see most pf my art there.

Note: It might be another long period of time before i update again, so plz stop rushing me. I will panic, and the updates will take even longer.