Izuku awoke groggily. He hadn't stayed up so late for quite a while, always sticking to his strict sleep schedule to remain in perfect working condition.

  What could have possibly been so important as to impair his ability?

  The weight on Izuku's torso answered that question.

  Izuku reached to the side and turned his alarm off. He had no idea what time it was, but switched it off anyway, just in case.

  The greenette sighed, stroking the little girl's surprisingly clean hair softly.

  Eri held on to his shirt tighter, snuggling into his chest.

  Izuku looked up, scowling at his mother who was taking pictures from the doorway.

  Inko grinned mischievously, giving Izuku a thumbs up.

  *Don't you dare share those with anyone.*

  *Evelyn is going to love this!!*

  *Mum!!*

  Inko ignored her son's pleading eyes and tiptoed away, probably to ruin Izuku's reputation further. Or as further as you could having already told every baby story there was.

  Eri chose that moment to stir, opening her crimson eyes and looking around the room.

  She looked up, straight at Izuku, her eyes wide for a moment before she remembered.

  "Good morning Eri. Did you sleep well?" He asked.

  The girl nodded, rubbing her eyes.

  "Do you want breakfast?"

  Eri nodded again, her expression neutral. Her eyes seemed happier than yesterday however, and far more trusting.

  Izuku sat up, taking the small girl with him, sitting on the edge of the bed with Eri in his lap.

  "My mother is in the other room making food for us. Do you want to meet her?"

  Eri looked up at him.

  "Was she here yesterday?" She asked quietly.

  Izuku nodded.

  "She was, but she stayed away so that she didn't scare you. Do you want to go through? My mum is really nice." He said.

  Eri hesitated for a second, but nodded quickly.

  Izuku smiled, standing up and carrying the girl in his arms, through to the dining table.

  "Morning mum." He said.

  "Good morning Izuku. Good morning Eri too!" Inko smiled.

  Eri waved shyly, keeping herself close to Izuku.

  Izuku sat at the table, placing Eri down in the chair next to him.

  The trio had breakfast, and Izuku took Eri back to his room, settling the girl in his lap while he worked at the computer.

  Izuku opened an email to Nezu, then attached the recording feed of camera G7 from yesterday.

  I apologize, but this is important. Timestamp 22:16 - 22:23. Do you know who this guy is? Context is in audio, I have the girl with me. She was in rags and had dirty bandages on her arms and legs. She has surgical scars going back years, and they only get fresher. I'd appreciate any information at all, we have already notified a detective friend and our local doctor. They can both be trusted.

-Deku.

  Izuku received an almost immediate reply.

  That is not someone to mess with lightly my friend. His name is Overhaul, or Kai Chisaki. He became the leader of one of the eight precepts of death a while ago. His quirk is called Overhaul, he can disassemble and reassemble things he touches at will. Please use extreme caution. I will have a few heroes alter their patrol routes to your neighborhood.

-Rat.

 
  Izuku sighed. Of course he knew where he lived.

  Eri looked up at Izuku questioningly.

  "What are you doing?" She asked.

  Izuku smiled.

  "Talking to a friend. He's going to help us, he's very nice."

  Eri nodded.

  "Okay Izuku."

  Izuku left his desk and flopped onto his bed, holding Eri close to him.

  "Do you want to do anything? I normally watch hero fights or analyse quirks, but I think that would bore you."

  Eri wiggled about, turning to look at Izuku.

  "You know about quirks? Can you tell me about mine?"

  Izuku smiled.

  "Sure Eri. Do you know what it can do?"

  Eri looked down.

  "Chisaki said mine is a curse. I made daddy disappear, and if I touch people it hurts them."

  Izuku frowned, humming thoughtfully.

  "Well, if your daddy disappeared then it might be a warp quirk of some kind. Does it work on objects or just living things?" He asked.

  "Just living things. Chisaki only used it on mice or people."

  Izuku pulled a notebook off the shelf and began to write.

  "And what happened to the mice and the people?" He asked.

  Eri shrugged.

  "I don't know. Chisaki said the mice disappeared, or turned tiny. Adults hurt and turned into children too."

  Izuku smiled.

  "Then.. you change people back into what they were in the past? You make living things younger? That's amazing! You could do so much with that!" Izuku exclaimed.

  Eri looked at Izuku's notebook.

  "Like what Izuku?" She asked.

  Izuku smiled.

  "Well, if someone gets hurt five minutes ago, and you use your quirk to make them ten minutes younger..." He suggested.

  Eri's eyes lit up.

  "I can make people better!" She exclaimed.

  Izuku chuckled.

  "You're a healer. Like Recovery girl!" He said.

  "Who's Recovery Girl Izuku?" Eri asked.

  Izuku went back to his laptop, settling Eri in his lap and opening his hero note files.

  "R.. R for Recovery Girl!" He exclaimed, clicking the file. A 10 page word document and a few photographs and videos of Recovery girl using her quirk came up.

  Eri looked at the screen, watching the video.

  There was a young boy with a bruised knee that Recovery Girl kissed. There was a green glow and the bruise was gone.

  "She's a hero. Her quirk lets her kiss people's injuries better. Literally." Izuku said.

  Eri looked between Izuku's smile and the screen.

  "I'm like her?" She asked. "I'm not cursed?"

  Izuku shook his head.

  "Whatever Chisaki told you was a lie. Your quirk can help lots of people, you just need to train with it. All Might didn't punch without levelling cities in a day!" He said.

  The little girl started to cry quietly, burying her face in Izuku's hoodie.

  Izuku stroked her silver hair softly, cuddling the quiet girl.

  "It's okay Eri.." he murmured.

  They sat there infront of the computer for quite a while, looking up healing heroes or quirks similar to Eri's.

  The girl in question slowly became happier, excitedly pointing out all of the cool healing heroes she could remember.

  "What's your quirk Izuku?" She asked innocently.

  Izuku smiled.

  "I'm special Eri. I don't have a quirk. I can't shoot lasers, or run fast, or heal people quickly. What I can do, is take a certain girl away from the computer for her lunch!"

  Izuku picked up the giggling girl, carrying her through to the dining table.