Hello everyone and welcome to the seventh chapter of My Hero Characters react to "Izuku the Reincarnated Chef. With me again is my friend and co-writed, JoySeeker101.

Joy: Glad you could join us again for a new chapter. I hope Life is treating you all well!

Doing the best we can. That's all we can do.

Joy: And that's amazing :) So! Ready to go?

Yeah. Did you bring today's guest?

Joy: Not really, who is it this time?

That's fine. How about Momo?

Joy: Very good! She is the main girl after all! She deserves the attention!

... You're a major Momo fan, aren't you?

Joy: Let's say that my Top 3 is: Rumi, Momo and Mina. So I may be a bit biased.

Momo: "Where's Ochako ranked then?"

Joy: 5, right after Pony Tsunotori.

I see. Jiro is in my top three. Momo is second, and a tie between Ochako and Tsu for first.

Joy: Oh! I put Jiro in 6 positions actually, tied with Ibara.

Momo: "Jiro does seem to be popular."

Fun fact, she's in the top of a lot of Top Tens. I think there was one where she was a number one pick.

Joy: It helps she is a no-nonsense tough girl that can show a cute side when she wants to, especially if/when she pokes her earjacks together.

Momo: (Nods) "True, and she's a good singer as well. A lot of people like music."

Joy "Hero Too" That's a nice song, yes.

That they do Momo. Anyways, we've rambled enough. Momo, if you may~?

Momo: "Yes, allow me. This story is a work of fiction created out of passion, every character and element utilized belong to the Official authors. Please support the official releases of Toriko, My Hero Academia and Gourmet of Another World. Is it okay?"

(Gives her a thumbs up) You did good Momo. What about you, Joy?

Joy: (Stops waving around a "Momo is the greatest!" banner...) It was kind of good, yes.

(Both Momo and I give Joy a flat look at him for the flag)

Joy: I like what I like.

(Groans) Onto the story...

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Chapter 7: Watching Episode Six, "The Chef of Miracles"

(Main Room)

Everyone was just leaving the theater to do their next thirty-minute break. Jiro was going to go to the training room, when she spotted a new door, on the plate read, "Xarazechi's Music Room." Curious, she opened the door and saw a music room mixed with a library with all kinds of instruments, music albums, cassettes and records, as well as music books.

Jiro was in awe. "Whoa..."

"I take it you like it?" Xarazechi asked, appearing behind Jiro, spooking her.

"I do! You got everything here, even instruments I have never seen." She admitted, after her heart stopped racing. She didn't even hear him. Although, being someone who uses sound, that shouldn't surprise her.

"Got them here and there, souvenirs and presents from friends far and wide." Xara admitted, picking up a guitar.

"Honestly, I wish I had something like this," Jiro stated.

Xara smiled, and placed a copy of "Simple and Clean Ray of Hope Mix" into the CD player.

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"I take it, you're still unsure of yourself and your appearance?" the nobody asked her, sitting down on a comfy chair.

"Yes and no. I accepted myself, a bit, the problem is accepting what others see when they see me. And considering who I hang around with, I don't help the matter since many tend to draw comparisons between me and the others."

Xarazechi let out a light chuckle, making her glare a bit at him. "Sorry, I wasn't laughing at you. You are more attractive than you think, Jiro." He told her, with a smile. "Heck, I've seen others put a vote on who the best girls in your world are. Guess where you rank in most?"

Jiro should have been surprised to hear this, but being here, and seeing an alternate universe and talking to people from another, makes her believe that. "Not even in the top twenties?" she asked, getting a shake of the Nobodies head.

"Nope, you're usually in the top five to top three, top ten at minimum," he told her, making her shocked. "Even our resident Angel and Eyeball have you pretty up there in their ranking."

Jiro was flustered. "B-But I'm not that good... am I?" She was starting to tap her jacks together.

"What's not to find you attractive?" he asked her. "Sure, you may not be well endowed like the others, but you have a cuter face, are a lovely tomboy, great at music, and are confident. Besides, a lot of people like a rocker girl~"

"Wo! Slow down! ... Please." She muttered, shyly.

"What? I'm just stating facts," he told her. "And the song you will write soon for the clutter festival will be a hit, in your world and others."

"God, I hope so."

"Trust me it will," holds out a cover of "Heroes Too". "It was so well liked, others did covers of it, loving it and your passion for going out of your way to make Eri smile~ You were a true hero to her and Mirou was overjoyed when she smiled."

"I made her smile? Awesome! She deserves some happiness too!" Jiro said, recovering a great deal from her down moment.

He pulls out her cover of her song. "Want to hear it~? You are the artist~ So you'll have a headstart in getting it down for the festival~"

"Oh, yeah! Blast it!"

He smiled at her and placed the CD in the player, and her song started to play.

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(Training Room)

Everyone was in the training area, wanting to test out their powers, new and old.

Izuku was with Tokoyami. "Hey, you wanted to know about the thing you sensed before, right?"

"Ah, yes, I had almost forgotten that," he said, remembering the strange energy Izuku had in him.

Izuku then summoned his Keyblade, making Drakshadow his scream in pain. "The Light! It burns!"

"Gah!" Izuku shouted, dismissing his Keyblade. "Sorry!"

"It's okay, kind of. Dark Shadows is just very sensible to those sorts of things. It seems."

"What?! You thought I was just being Edgy, Fumi-Chan?! I am a Shadow! That Thing is pure light! Like, Super-duper pure! Like staring at the surface of the sun!" The Shadow Bird Quirk answered, hissing still a bit in fright. "It literally hurts to be around that weapon. I hate to have it strike me."

"Seriously?" the two asked the Quirk.

"Midoriya, I ask you not to use that weapon on Darkshadow unless it's an emergency, okay?" he asked his classmate.

"Sure! Don't worry! But we can use it as a deterrent should he go Berserk... And I mean just pull it out and show it to him, not attacking."

"And If I still do, just bonk me on the head," he told him.

"Okay. but gently."

"Exactly."

"So, do you guys have anything new thanks to the other me's cooking?" Izuku asked them.

"..."

"..." Both just looked at each other.

"Guys? Have you tried to see if something changed?" Izuku asked again.

"We... Really don't know what to do?" Darkshadow admitted.

"He only gets bigger and stronger at night," Tokoyami stated. "... Then again, I'm not really that creative in fighting."

"Well Dark Shadow is just living shadows," Izuku stated. "Have you ever tried changing his shape? Giving him different features? Covering him over your body, or having him as wings to family? Or as a giant to ride on?"

"What was the last one?" Fumikage asked, eyes wide.

"... As a giant to ride on?"

"Fumi-chan...We can pull a V?" Dark asked with an excited whisper.

"A what?" Izuku asked.

"Grandfather's favorite game. Leave it at that."

"LET'S TRY!" Dark begged.

Dark Shadow went to try and morph, finding it easy. He then had a hulking body, but kept his head. He also had clawed fists as well. Fumikage then leaped onto Dark Shadows' back, smiling widely.

"Oh! This is different!" Izuku admitted, smiling excitedly.

"FUCK YEAH!" And Darkshadow was loving it.

"I now wish to try the wings," Fumikage stated. "Like that of a Fallen Angel. ... Good move name actually... Fallen Angel."

"To keep the theme, sure!" Izuku answered, already taking notes at high speed, something that made both birdmen chuckle. The two of them kept at it.

With Momo, Melk, Melisa and Mei, the four were at work again, seeing what they could create.

"So what are the results of the knives and cookware with the items I gave you?" Momo asked them.

"The Adamantium pans are like that of shields," Mei stated, smiling widely. "I shot one with an armor tank sniper bullet and the bullet flattened."

"That metal absorbs ludicrous amounts of kinetic energy, it gets absorbed and dispersed, making it pretty much near-indestructible,but beware, it's highly magnetic. Although the highest grade of absorption goes to Vibranium, the original metal, Adamantium is a derivative of it." Joy said.

"And we even gotten to how sharp they can be," Melk said. "My normal knives are crazy; these materials make them even better."

"How sharp?" Momo asked.

"Not Legendary Sharp, but I gave one to Komatsu and he used it to cut a diamond Julienne."

"Yes, that was a waste of that pretty rock." Joy muttered.

"Daaaaamn." Mei said, impressed.

"It's amazing what we can do with these materials," Melisa stated in awe. "So many possibilities."

"And I have so much more to look over," Momo stated. The four of them kept at it, thinking of new ways to make new items and give Momo more ideas to create items to be a hero.

With Katsuki, he was with Kirashima, Tetsutetsu and Zebra. "So I heard Shitty Hair has a new form. And Metal Brains have a stronger metal body."

"Yes, they do. What about you?" Zebra asked.

"Want to test out my explosions on you three sense you can take it," he stated, popping his neck. "I would have the nerd, but he's training with others. And you three can take my bigger explosions. Unless you're scared, Stripe Horse~?"

Zebra smiled wickedly. "I can take what you can give, Pomeranian." He answered, opening his arms wide while giving off a very savage smirk.

Katsuki gave his own. "I'm starting to see why those two like you. You're no pushover." He then sent out an explosion from his feet and did a roundhouse kick into his chest, another explosion going off on the contact. "Turns out I can make my whole body a bomb now~!"

"MANLY~!" the two hardened heroes shouted.

Katsuki used the recoil to jump off Zebra, and land in a three-point landing. "How was that~!? Don't tell me you're already dead from that weak attack~!?" he shot back at his new training partner, goading him, and making fun banter.

"... Bwahahahahaha! Now we are talking, barking puppy! Now your powers are useful!" Zebra was drenched in blood and covered in burn marks, but didn't show a single frown or trace of pain, on the contrary, he seemed to enjoy it.

"I say we make it a free for all then~ Would be boring just the two of us beating each other~" Katsuki stated, smirking madly. He was enjoying this.

"OH yeah~!" Kirashima and Tetsutetsu shouted, activating their Quirks to their highest powers. "Things just got a whole lot more manly~!"

Zebra wouldn't say it outloud, but he was starting to see these kids as younger siblings. He then popped his neck, smiling madly. "You kids have some spunk~ I'm starting to enjoy train with you lot~ Gives me an excuse to fight you lot and call it training~"

"Then Bring it you glorified donkey~" Katsuki barked, smiling widely. The four of them charged at each other, powers at the ready.

With Vald and Coco, the two were talking about each other's powers.

"So a poison man, huh?" Vlad asked him. "I guess not a lot of people trust you not to kill them?"

"There have been episodes, yes. I guess it's the same in your world with Quirks with similar properties?" Coco asked. "As well as using blood as well. I can see people freaking out on using blood for a weapon."

"Oh, too true..." Vlad groaned, holding his head. "Blood is not the most... normal thing to use when you want to activate your powers. I use my blood to make my weapons. And now that I might be able to control it further away from me, I might get more looks from people scared of blood."

"People fear what they do not understand, and while some of them will still fear you, the majority will still feel the Hero in you, if you show them that you are there for them." Coco answered.

Vlad sighs. "That Toga girl... Do you think if I knew about her sooner, I could have helped her?"

"Maybe, but you're human, and can be everywhere at once," Coco stated, shrugging. "A lot of people in your world's people seem to forget that Heroes are human as well, and can't do everything. They can just do everything in their power to do what they can. That All for One villain seems to use the media to try and force heroes into seeming that they are not what they meant to be, these untouchable gods, to only have people hate them for doing things that aren't 'truly heroic'. He sees people as just pawns on a playing board, and himself as a king."

Vlad rolled his eyes. "Yeah, he's a real piece of work. And I can see All Might's worry about getting those cells." Vlad shivered. "Just think of what he could do if he was able to steal your powers."

Coco grimace. "I would rather not..."

"Let's change the topic," Vlad stated, wanting to get rid of those depressing thoughts. "It's nice to meet someone that's good with conversations. A lot of my cohorts don't tend to have an ample conversation. Well Mic does, but he can be too loud at times."

"Yes, you are a great conversationalist Vlad," Coco stated, nodding his head. "My brothers are more action-oriented, so having somebody to just sit back and chat feels liberating."

"You can call me Kan." he told him. "We're friends now."

"Glad to have a new friend, Kan. Call me Coco, then. No need for honorifics." Coco answered, smiling pleased.

The two of them kept chatting away, enjoying their conversations.

With Knocking Master, Nana, Ochaco, Kendo and , surprisingly, Monoma were all together.

"So, what brings you here, lad?" Knocking master asked Mo0noma.

"I wanted to see if Knocking could work with my powers," he stated. "I've used other's Quirks before, and I think I can use multiple at once now. But I want to see if I can also combine it with Knocking and see what effects could happen with other's Quirk. Maybe give tips if we start something like A Knocking Fighting Club at the school."

"You also want to get a head up on us, don't you~?" Ochaco playfully elbowed him.

He playfully shot back in his arrogant manner, almost ribbing," What can I say? I want to make sure you don't get too full of yourselves."

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"EEEP!"

"Guys, first rule of Konocking: Level head and no overblown Ego." Itsuka said, smirking, at seeing the other two drop like sacks of potatoes after a joking poke of the Master.

"Hee-Hee-Hee. Bit of that, a bit of Newbie-Harassment too, it's tradition! When I started my own training, Acacia used Knocking to make me speak backwards for a week, to keep me humble. Remember, Ego distracts you."

"Okay! Okay... Please unlock us now... It feels weird!" Monoma admitted.

"EH! Fine."

"Oh, this is going to be fun!" Nana said, laughing.

"I don't think for us..." Ochaco stated.

With Tina and Mic, Tin wanted to do an interview with her new equipment, and learn about the Hero world. She could sense Mic had that on air sura on him.

"Thank you for doing this again Mic," Tina thanked.

He pointed finger guns at her. "It's no trouble little lady, I'm thrilled to have listeners from another universe~! You're a lot better than some of the reporters back home, in personality and reporting~"

"Seeing how some people treated young Izuku until he discovered his powers, I don't find it hard to believe. Still, I do see myself as a Professional Journalist, so I will do my best. Are you ready?"

"Of course! Ask away!"

"Okay... Three... Two... One... Good evening, dear Audience! Today I have a very special scoop for you all, the first interview with a man from a completely different world: Mister Hizashi, also known as Present Mic, the Voice Hero."

"Hellooooo!" Mic answered, smiling wide and fully showcasing his booming voice. "Greetings from the rift between dimensions listeners~ Like the love Tina introduced, I'm Present Mic, Hero and teacher at UA High~ I hope you all are rocking on this day, or whenever you see this~! I'm here to answer the Questions of my world the best I can~ YEAH~!"

Tina let out a small giggle. "Love your personality, Mic~ You know how to work your show air~"

"Well I do run a radio station in my free time~" he answered, shrugging. "Got to keep the people's sprit's up, in any way you can~"

"So, in your world, powers called Quirks manifested, unlike how Gourmet Cells that evolved, not just humans, but animals and plants. How did this all start?" Tina asked him, starting off with the differences of thor realities.

"Well it all started when a baby in Qing Qing, China, started glowing as soon as they were born, and I mean producing literal light like a lightbulb," Mic informed.

Tina snickered. "I bet the parents would have been shocked."

Mic shrugged, but smiled. "Could have, that was about 200 years ago. They might have. Now Quirks are a common thing, eighty percent of people have powers."

"Eighty percent? What about the others?"

"Eeeh, the rest are either Quirkless and/or Inactive, people that do have Quirks, but those just... Never Turned On, so to speak. People tend to forget they exist, but luckily we have stopped acting racist against them a good fifty years ago... Mostly... Kinda..." It was clear Mic didn't really like that question. He let out a sigh. "You know how humans are, they'll attack things they don't understand and try to be "Superior" because they have something powerful or better. But heroes try to do what we can to help everyone we can, that's why I'm a hero, to save lives and have them live happily. That's why I have my station, to reach out to the listeners."

"That is a very beautiful thing, Mister Mic. Making sure your voice is heard everywhere to give people something to latch on in times of need and make sure to inspire them to do their best. It's a wonderful form of Heroism, yours." Tina admitted.

Mic smiled. "Thank you, Tina. With how a lot of reporters are, they'll blame every little mistake we heroes do to get a scoop. A lot of that has been happening due to recent attacks by the League of Villains. They even asked if one of our students would turn when he was captured on our watch. Honestly, it's refreshing to have a reporter that cares to hear us out, and not make accusations. Makes us know that our hardest matters. Heroes aren't gods, no matter what everyone thinks, we are only human in the end. But we'll do our darndest to save everyone."

Tina smiles. "I'm glad to help. Real reporters should do what they can to actually get the actual truth, and not what can make them the biggest prophet. But that's my way of thinking."

Mic did the finger guns again. "I think a lot of reporters should be more like you. That would make them more tolerable. Anything else you want to ask~?" Mic asked her.

"Ah, yes, I take it the premise of hero schools is to have your students learn what it takes to be heroes, and learn to use their powers more methodically?"

"You bet ya~ We do have regulated classes as well, as well as tech support, and business classes," Mic answered. "Hero work can help pay the bills. A lot of people think that heroes should do this without money, but do you know the expenses you need to pay for gear maintenance, food and necessities?"

"Life's expensive, I know." Tina admitted, chuckling.

"Oh yeah! But we don't just teach them to be Heroes, we teach them how to use their powers in a responsible way in their every-day life too! Can't leave a kid that can shoot lasers from their eyes go around using it to kill mosquitos, yes? So we help them grow into responsible human Heroes, not just soldiers. Like many unfortunately think we should do."

"You mean train them like weapons, instead of people?"

"Some have a very askew view of what a Hero should be, unfortunately, but we are happy to annoy those guys by creating proper Heroes, instead of living weapons" Mic answered, smirking.

"That's good to hear," Tina stated. "Now, what are some of the heroes you have worked with, like?"

While those two were still doing their interview, Ryukyu and Rumi were talking and sparring. Ryuku was able to learn how to transform parts of herself into dragon parts, and even a DragonBorn self like in the D&D games.

"So when are you going to confess?" Ryuku asked, swiping a claw at Rumi.

"NEVER!" she shouted, doing an Ax cut on her.

"So you will let those girls snatch him?"

"NEITHER!" She shrieked.

"Rumi..."

"He will confess to me, I will play hard to get, and then say yes. So I will get the cutie AND keep my honor!"

"Uh-Hu. This before or after Quirkless Pigs will start to fly?"

"Ryukyuuuu..." Rumi whined.

"Girl, you are older than him, and you are a Big Shot. Unless he really REALLY fixes his self-esteem, he will never think he will be worthy of you. YOU have to take the first step." Ryukyu answered, groaning. She held her friend pinned with her dragon hands. "And, yes, he's getting better, it's still a long road ahead of him."

Rumi used her legs to kick Ryukyu off her. "I am not confessing. That shows weakness. I'm not weak."

Ryukyu rolled her eyes. "You are stubborn, you know that?"

"Pot meets kettle, have you met?"

"Oh, But I do have a plan for him, contrary to you."

"Oh, really?"

"Really."

"What is it?"

"I will just pull a Wall-Pinning and tell him we are a thing."

"... That's not exactly romantic."

"For a dragon, it is. I am stating my claim."

"Don't hide behind the dragon thing! It's cheating!"

"Really, miss bunny rabbit? I could smell the pheromones coming off you every time you looked at the green bunny."

"... I don't know what you're talking about," Rumi said, her eyes looking back and forth quickly.

"Would it help if we did this together?" she asked her friend. "We both like him, so we'll be sharing him, and each other."

"HE will die if we both go at it with him."

"Unlikely. IF he gets those Cells for real, like they say he will."

"Oh-oooh! That's a nice bonus!" Rumi answered, guffawing.

"And I can tell you did have a crush on me for years," Ryukyu stated. "I know you're Bi as well."

Rumi shrugged. "So, I'm proud of it."

"We are really two Bi disasters." Ryukyu said, laughing.

"That's why we are friends, sweet-cheeks!" Rumi answered, laughing as well.

Just then the speakers came on. "Thirty minute break is almost over. Please start heading back to the screening room," Gaia called out to everyone. There was muttering. "No, we cannot extend it so you and Jiro can keep rocking and listening to music." More muttering was heard. "Yes, she can have an infinite storage music player, I'll think about her having her own pocket dimension studio." Even more muttering. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE SPEAKER IS STILL ON! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME SOONER!?" The speaker then turned off after some crashing was heard.

Laughter was heard from everyone.

"JOY! HE'ART! STOP LAUGHING! THAT GOES FOR THOSE IN THE TRAINING ROOM AS WELL!"

Toriko grumbled. "We barely made any headway on this stupid map..."

"These things take time," Aizawa stated, sighing. "I do wish for an Idiot's Guide to this thing though."

Yuga and Sunni were chatting with each other. "So you can give me some of the foods you eat so I can do the same thing with my hair as yours~ Merveilleux~!"

"Would make capturing villains easy for you, and hold your targets in place to fire your radiant laser," Sunni stated.

"Oui~ A still target is an easy target~" Yuga agreed.

"Seems Yuga is doing better," Aizawa stated.

"He has people to help and support him now," Toriko stated, putting his map away.

Tina was shaking Mic's hand. "We should do more interviews later on."

"I will love that, Tina~" Mic stated. "I do have something I'd like to ask you though?"

"What is it?"

Mic pulled his shades down. "You have a boyfriend in your world?"

"UH?! Why are you asking that!? Why now?! Why me?!"

"My romance senses are tingling!" Nemuri said with a maniacal look.

"MINE TOO!" Mina added, with a similar sinister smile.

"Sorry to ask that out of the blue, I just like your personality, and your hard working, go to, attitude~" Mic stated, smiling at her. "Plus, you know how to work an audience well, I can tell~ And you're easy on the eyes~"

Tina's face was like that of a tomato. "I-I do have a pet a t home. I-I'm sure that can be a problem."

Mic waved her off. "Nah, I love animals~ What you got?"

"T-They're a Carrier Balloon Pigeon," She answered. "They can inflate to get bigger. Their name is Kruppoh."

"Sounds like a rocking pet you got there~"

Tina looked away, messing with her hair. "T-Thank you."

Mic held his arm out to her. "Shall I escort you, my lady~?"

Tina was blushing, but smiled and took it. "What a gentleman you are~"

Katsuki, Kirashima, Tetsutetsu and Zebra were all healed up, and all were smiling.

"Damn, that was the best training I had," Katsuki admitted. "Those summonses were good training as well."

Zebra scoffed. "They aren't that strong. Need to get them up to snuff."

"We have next break to train more, Zebra Sensei~" Kirashima stated, smiling.

"We'll help pound them into shape~!" Tetsutetsu stated.

"Well then~ If you can, prove it~" Zebra said with a challenging voice.

Monoma was groaning. "That was brutal..."

"That was easy stuff..." both girls informed.

"THAT WAS EASY!?"

"That was just the warmups," Kendo informed.

"If we were given more time, we'd be doing more," Ochaco stated.

Monoma went pale. "... Welp Monoma... you made your bed, now you need to sleep in it..."

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(Theater)

Everyone had made it back to the theater room. Momo spotted Jiro, holding a futurist music player, her ear jack plugged into it. She was listening to "Break Through It All".

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"Had fun?" Momo asked her friend.

"Xarazechi has good taste in music," she stated, still rocking to her new music.

"I can tell." Momo answered, smiling happily about her friend's new gift."And I found out I made a hit song in our world as well~" Jiro said, smiling brightly. "Was able to make Eri smile thanks to it~"

Momo clapped. "That's amazing Jiro~! I'm happy for you~"

Just then, Mic and Tina walked in, arms locked together. Mina and Midnight squealed, seeing this.

"Guess who might have a date~?" Mic asked, rhetorically.

Tina blushed in embarrassment. "I'm still not sure how this will work, since we live in two entire realities."

Mic smiled at her. "I think that dimensional portal idea will have merit then~"

Aizawa groaned. "Leave it to Mic to date somebody from another world."

"And a reporter to boot~" Grand added/reminded, laughing. Aizawa groaned even more.

"... I take it he doesn't like reporters a lot..." Tina said, feeling uncomfortable.

Mic waved his friend off. "He's just a soul puss, and thinks Media gets in the way. At least you're one of the better ons, Tina~" They sit next to each other.

Melk lended to her husband and asked, "Did you see that happening?"

"I don't think anybody did." Komatsu admitted.

Just then, the lights started to dim, and the screen turned on.

"Here we go~!" Midnight cheered, excited to see what happens next.

A Chef Rebirth chapter 6: The Chef of Miracles.

Yavin Street, number 4 – Green Cloud Restaurant -

Things were still operating as normal in the famous Gourmet Street of the city, every Restaurant in there was bustling with activity under the constant assault of customers, either local, from nearby prefectures or even Tourists from all over the world that happened to pass by when visiting that part of the city.

One of the said Restaurants, residing close to the entrance of the street, in a prime position, was the curious and small Green Cloud Restaurant, which appeared out of nowhere and rapidly made a name for itself thanks to the lone and young talented Chef working there, luckily the young man was overly-friendly, thus making sure that except few rare cases, the other Restaurant Owners left him to do his job undisturbed.

Although unknown to everybody, various eyes were keeping tabs on the Restaurant for different reasons...

One of the traffic cameras for example had recently started sharing its footage with a small squad of observers in a secret Lab in an isolated island not too far away.

"How devious, spying on their precious Darling so as not to lose a single detail." Nezu said, smirking.

"You do the same..." Everyone from the hero world stated.

"Yes, but out of Love." Nezu answered, smirking.

"That's Bullcrap, and you should feel bad for believing we would buy that." Aizawa answered, scoffing.

Nezu just laughed, going back to drinking his tea.

"I almost feel sorry for any villain on his bad side," Toriko remarked, again.

I-Island – Lab 17 –

"Hawkeye, the Restaurant seems to be in perfect order, can you confirm?" one of the guys of the four-man Team keeping tabs and studying Izuku from afar, asked.

"This is Hawkeye 1, nothing out of the ordinary. Some guys were harassing a table of girls, but the robot guard of the place placated the situation. The Stripped Morons have safely landed inside the garbage truck that was emptying the bins at the opposite side of the street. They are unharmed, just a bit humiliated." one of the field agents masquerading as a jogger answered while pretending to fix her shoelaces.

"This is Hawkeye 2 and 3, nothing to signal from our station either. We still can't use our Quirks and microphone to hear what is being said inside, but by reading their lips I can tell nothing is out of ordinary. Subject 37's mannerism has finally relaxed. As we suspected he somehow learned of the USJ attack and got worried. He is fine now." Another agent said he and his pal were looking straight at the Restaurant from their secret base in a room of the flat above the restaurant in front of Izuku's, they had set up several cameras by the windows of the apartment and pointed them straight at the Young Chef.

"Good. Keep us informed regularly and be ready to intervene should something happen, in the meantime we will try to understand what is stopping Quirks from working on the Restaurant and its Chef." the old man at the head of the small Team, and Hisashi's Boss, answered with a pleased nod.

"Yessir!"

But they were not the only ones interested in the place.

"... Now I fear what would happen if Nezu and them joined up..." Nemuri stated in fear.

"Please don't give me nightmares..." Death Arms pleaded.

"I don't like I-Island's style of things, so it's unlikely we will Join Force, as you say. Quit being such scaredy cats." Nezu answered, chuckling.

"... Why do I fear he'd take over it and run it better than they could...?" Tina asked Mic.

"That... is a possibility, actually... God knows they need some polishing." he answered, shivering in delight at the idea.

"Nezu, no." Aizawa said.

"Nezu, very likely, yes~!" The chimera answered.

"I do have to wonder who else is watching my store," Izuku said.

Across the street from the Restaurant -

"Found the dog." an old lady said to a hidden microphone while sitting on a bench giving her full view inside the store.

"Does it match the description?" Kurogiri asked from the other side of the small transmitter.

"A big dog resembling an overgrown pitbull with a pot belly. I heard the Chef working there call it Blackie as you said was the thing's name. But besides eating or sleeping, it never seems to leave its sleeping spot next to the door. I only ever saw it waking up to eat the guy's noodles." the old lady answered.

"You can hear a pin drop from two hundred meters away thanks to your Quirk, are you sure that dog NEVER talked?" Kurogiri asked.

"I am damn sure, I have not heard anything from it ever since I started spying on it. I have been using my echolocation powers to cover for my lack of eyes my entire life thanks to the detailed picture soundwaves draw in my mind, I can even tell apart and recognize the specific heartbeat of my target even if they hide in the middle of a crowd...And that dog has never, ever, uttered a word. It just keeps huffing and woofing like a normal dog does. Are you sure it is the right one?"

"... Okay, that's worrying..." Coco stated, seeing that the League has their eyes on this Izuku.

"Tch! A crappy version of my own skills." Zebra hissed in contempt.

"That woman is actually a wanted criminal in our version of our world too." Nighteye said with an angry frown.

"I hope they get what's coming to them," Knocking Master stated, taking a swing of his alcohol.

"We got a picture of it sleeping in front of that store, and even Shigaraki is sure it is the one that attacked him." Kurogiri answered, remembering with a grimace the shrieks the still bed-ridden young man released once seen the dog's picture.

Boy, was it an awkward meeting he and the others had with their Boss, the Legendary Villain All for One, right after Shigaraki awoke! There were no good ways to explain how a DOG completely fucked-up a simple Mission like their Raid against the USJ in such a grandiose way the Boss' Pet Project was now a blubbering mess crying about mean Moderators. All for One was obviously NOT amused.

"Well, I heard the Chef was out of the Restaurant during our USJ mission, Ingredients Hunting I was told, it was written on the door as well, apparently. Everybody was certain he had left the dog behind, and a few actually saw it do the warp thing way after the Chef had left, and come back after the guy had returned." the old lady said.

"Has anybody ever heard the dog talk?"

"I tried asking around. Nobody here ever saw that thing do anything besides eating and sleeping...Or growl menacingly at a few troublemakers."

"...Keep monitoring that dog. We need to see when to strike to capture both Dog and Owner." Kurogiri ordered right before closing the call, it was almost time to change Shigaraki's diaper and the Nomu was anxiously counting the days before his charge's lower half would heal enough to no longer require such 'Services'.

"Understood...Even if I don't get it why you guys are finding a stupid dog that interesting." the old lady answered, annoyed.

Unknown to her, Blackie heard everything she said and was now silently glaring at her without raising his head from the ground.

"A weak Bad Guy Wannabe like you dares to insult dogs in front of this Lord? Fool." the Lord Dog thought in mild fury before taking-in a tiny breath.

"Oh... He heard that." Toshinori muttered, grimacing.

"I don't know whether to feel sorry for the villain, or laugh at what is about to happen," Kamui said, looking torn.

"Laugh," Zebra answered, smiling. "Those arrogant bastards deserve what's coming to them."

"Agreed," the System seconded.

"Anyone got popcorn?" Awase asked no one in particular.

"Woof!"

It was near-silent, almost ultrasonic in nature, but that tiny wisp of sound generated by Blackie's tiny, and kind of adorable, woof traveled at high speed all the way to the Villain spy and assaulted her fully. Nobody else heard it or noticed the dog's movements at all, it all was too sudden and fast for them to catch it, even for the ones actually spying on Izuku.

And with a small ripping sound, that woof blasted the woman's eardrums to shreds and immediately turned her completely deaf; nobody else heard it, but they all heard the scream of anguish and pain the woman released once her ears started bleeding profusely.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" the Villain shrieked again and again while stumbling away, now truly blind thanks to the lack of echolocation her Quirk gifted her with.

"W-What happened?!" Izuku was seen exiting his Restaurant, like many other Chefs and Owners from theirs, to see the poor old lady being helped away by a few bystanders towards a member of the Police Force that was already calling for an ambulance.

"Seems like she is having a panic attack, a bad one." The Chef of the Restaurant next to Izuku's tried guessing.

"Poor lady, I hope she will get better soon then, I know how hard Panic Attacks can be to deal with." the young man admitted with a sigh before returning inside his Restaurant to finish cooking and reassuring his Customers nothing too outrageous happened.

Jiro covered her ears, able to see what was going to happen. "Thank god I noticed in time. I do not want another incident again."

"I will lower the volume from now on to avoid that, don't worry." Joy said with a thumbs-up.

"Thanks."

Not too far away – Parking Lot -

An unassuming car was just in that moment being parked in the parking lot close to the restaurant, right next to a more expensive one from which nobody had dismounted yet.

From the first car came out a man with disheveled hair and a shadow of a beard, a man with stylish blond hair, and a woman with long purplish hair; from the second car that had been waiting for them came out a tall man in a business suit and sharp glasses and a more lanky, skeletal man with a wild mane of blond hair and a too-wide white shirt over cheap cargo pants.

"Sorry if we are late, had to make sure the kids got acclimated well with the new Campus Cementoss is building." Aizawa declared with a sigh.

"For a rush job, it's as much a Nuclear Bunker as he could make it without making it TOO OBVIOUS, to not scare the students further." Nemuri added.

"Even after a week they are still shaken, for obvious reasons," Mic added, sighing.

"Except for the Yaoyorozu girl, she has already recovered. And I have an inkling as to why!" Nemuri answered with a conspiratorial smirk.

"Oh, really? I wonder why." Momo said, smiling and leaning on Izuku.

Izuku blushed and looked away, making the girls giggle.

Banjo laughed at his host.

"I remind you this is not a friendly outing, we are actually here with a mission: to ascertain if the Chef is a menace or not. Please refrain from ringing wedding bells until we are sure he is just unaware of what his Sponsor really is, instead of an accomplice of theirs." Nighteye chided them.

"Rival Villain Organization or not, that guy's Dog had been a life-saver, so at least for now, I want to give him a thank you. Then we'll see." Aizawa answered, grunting, before walking alone towards the Restaurant.

"Wait for us, grumpy!" Nemuri and Mic answered at the same time while chasing their friend.

"Hey..." It was then, when they were alone, that Toshinori addressed another issue.

"Yes?" Nighteye uttered back in an answer as they too started walking towards the Green Cloud.

"Are you sure this Chef is the same boy?" the pro-Hero All Might asked.

"I know one can't expect you to remember everybody you meet, but he had been put into a coma the exact same day, something like a few minutes after you told him he could not be a Quirkless Hero in what you yourself admitted being a 'Way too blunt tone, all things considered'. The timing was too tight to not be noticeable."

"I was caught up in training Mirio, to be honest. And you said he may have manifested a Quirk during his Coma?" the other answered, uneasy.

"I said it was a possibility considering the strange avatar he summoned behind himself and the 'Present Mic'-like scream he released. What is making me nervous is the fact that no file can be found about his Quirk Test, or anything else, anywhere. Everything about him seems to have become Classified all of a sudden."

"Everything?" Toshinori asked, confused.

"Besides his middle school grades, everything after that has been forcefully removed from every registry and put under heavily Classified encryption. Nobody I asked seemed able to recover that info, and not only that, but just one year after he woke up, a mysterious Economic Empire nobody heard about before bought an entire Restaurant and took the boy in as their only Chef. A restaurant where Quirks do not seem to work if used on that young man, and even if I didn't try to use my Quirk on him outside the Restaurant, he hardly leaves it to begin with." Nighteye explained.

Nighteye pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You okay?" Toshinori asked.

"Am I really that paranoid?"

"I think we both were," he stated. "Guess Young Midoriya brought out our better qualities."

"It seems so," Nighteye agreed, sighing.

Their Izuku just gave an embarrassed smile in answer to that, making both chuckle.

"And he has a bone to pick with me..." Toshinori muttered.

"A personal reason to dislike you, something that a smart-enough unscrupulous character can twist to their end and transform into hatred for EVERY Hero. All for One is not the only Megalomaniac with a deep-rooted hatred for Heroes...What I don't understand is why they are using a Restaurant as a cover, what are they looking for? And why do they need that boy?"

"Are you sure he doesn't simply possess a sort of Quirk Immunity?"

"I could tell it was not he himself that snapped my connection with him before my Quirk could see his future, my own instinct told me an outside force got in the way, that is why I am worried. The threat that Dog blatantly threw at me didn't help either."

"I saw that Dog in action, I can't imagine somebody that prideful and strong just playing guard dog." Toshinori admitted.

"Then maybe he is doing that AND making sure Midoriya-san does not step out of line." Nighteye answered, thoughtful, and looking intensely at Blackie as soon as their small group reached the Restaurant door.

"Good evening," Aizawa said.

"Why do you speak so formally to the dog?" Nemuri asked.

Nighteye put his head in his hands at his other's actions. "Note to self... Get help on being over paranoid..."

"At least you're learning," Coco stated to the seer.

"Ugh! I was not that bad! ... Right?"

"Eeeeh. Kinda?" Toshinori answered with a forced smile.

Nighteye just groaned.

"Because he has been taught manners and shows respect to this Lord Dog. Now get in, if you have to play Spy, at least do it properly and stop being so suspicious." Blackie answered with his deep, magnetic voice dripping sarcasm from every word.

"...How?" Nighteye asked.

"That would be telling, kiddo. Just get in and eat, my Protegee is rightfully proud of his cooking skills, just pay it the due respect too besides trying to stick your nose in his personal affairs." the Dog answered before turning the other way and resuming his sleep.

"Wow...Our cover lasted literally nothing..." Mic admitted with a grimace while the group entered the place...

Most of the students were holding back their laughter, while some were just right out guffawing. Shinso had the same smile Aizawa would have.

Mic just pouted. "Not even in the building and we were compromised... That has to be a record for that..."

Tina patted him on the back. "Do you think you can sneak up on an elder god?" she asked him, trying to comfort him.

"... Now that you remind me, it doesn't feel that bad now," Mic said, smiling at her. "Thanks~"

Midnight and Mina started to sing, "Sha-la-la-la-la-la My oh my Look like the boy too shy Ain't gonna kiss the girl Sha-la-la-la-la-la Ain't that sad? Ain't it a shame? Too bad, he gonna miss the girl~"

"Quiet you!": Tina shouted, blushing red again.

"It's not like we can't give you the power to meet whenever you want." He'art said, shrugging.

"Aah, a Lover's Door! That's a classic. Keeping extra-dimensional Lovers connected since the dawn of Creation." Joy commented.

Steam was starting to emanate from Tina's head, her going atomic neon red, while Mic was trying to hold back his laughter at his new girlfriend's plight.

"Okay you lot, give her some space before she passes out," Rin told them. She then gave a jab to her reporter friend. "Though he is a good catch Tina~ I approve~"

"NOT YOU TOO, RIN!" Tina shouted at the tomboy.

"Treat Zashi well, 'kay? He's a good boy!" Midnight said, winking.

"NEMURI!" Mic shrieked in embarrassment.

And watched with bulged-out eyes, NEZU, of all people, sitting by himself at a table while devouring a gargantuan steak with gusto.

"NEZU?! HERE?! WHY?!" The group of Pro Heroes all thought at the same time, and before they could actually ask, the small rat-bear-man chimera sent them a discreet glare that told them to keep their mouths shut.

"Here is your side dish, Nezu-san!" At that moment they saw Izuku come out of the kitchen holding a tray of grilled vegetables.

"Good! Leave it here, please!" the small guy answered.

"Is the steak to your liking?"

"Yep! What did you say it was?"

"Crocodile meat legally bought from a private Crocodile farm down under. I have all the papers signed if you want to see them," Izuku answered.

"Yahahahaha! I am not a cop, Chef Izuku! No need to worry."

"But you are the Boss of AU University, as you said..." the young man mumbled, thoughtful.

"Still thinking I am a spy?" Nezu asked, amused.

"Yes,"

"My lips are sealed so keep guessing if I am here to spy or just here to enjoy your food! I am not telling, so it will be more fun!" the other answered while playfully shooing him away.

"Of course, sir..." the young Chef muttered, dejected, before disappearing inside the kitchen.

Once sure the young man was back in his domain, Nezu rapidly whipped out his phone to write a lightning-fast message he then sent to both Aizawa and Nemuri, before returning to eat, and he was clearly not faking his enjoyment of the thing.

Everyone facepalmed at the scene.

"Mister Nezu..." Izuku said, whining.

"Cheer-up! It is still my right to enjoy good food! Why not add some fun to it to make the experience better for me? Yahahahahaha!" Nezu answered, laughing almost maniacally.

Zebra looked at Hound Dog. "He sees the world as a freaking game to him, doesn't he?"

Hound Dog sweatdropped. "You have no idea... At the beginning we thought it was some sort of Coping Mechanism... But NOPE! He literally lives like that." The Dog Man added, sighing.

"You people are no fun. I had a dreadful childhood, let me enjoy Life now that I am free!" Nezu said, nose scrunched.

"WE AREN'T CRAZY LIKE YOU ARE!" they all shouted.

Pro Hero Table -

PING!

"...Nezu 'Gently' asks us to not blow his cover, he apparently has been coming here every day ever since the USJ incident to investigate that young Chef and playing everything off as a coincidence. We were not the first ones to think about coming here in person...He also suggests trying the crocodile steak, he says it's good." Aizawa explained once, reading the text on his phone and then sighing.

"We'll need to be discreet then, just in case he suspects something; he knows we are Pro Heroes so he will be on the defensive. He doesn't seem to trust Heroes a lot." Nighteye answered.

Ding! Ding!

As if the Universe tried to prove him wrong, the next set of Customers that entered the place was FAR from being discreet about anything, especially their being Pro Heroes.

"CHEF ICCHAN! WE ARE HUNGRY!" the green-haired girl at the head of the group yelled with a cheerful tone as soon as they barged inside the restaurant.

"Tomoko-san!" Izuku answered, just as happily, while peeking out of the kitchen to see who it was.

"Ready to feed four poor kittens?" the Pro Hero known as Mandalay asked with a challenging smile.

"It's us~!" The Wild Wild Pussy Cats cheered.

"Best Cat Heroes!" Izuku added, smiling wide.

"Aw~ You charmer you~" Ragdoll waved at him., blushing.

Momo then said to Izuku, "Kiss her cheek, Izu~"

"But-"

"Trust me~"

Izuku looked nervous but did so. This made Ragdoll happy as a schoolgirl. She then went and kissed him on the lips.

"I SAID THE CHEEK!" Momo shouted, but it had a bit of playfulness in it.

"Oh! Teamwork!" Pixie answered, jumping him next.

"HEY!"

"May as well." Mandalay added, taking her turn.

"KISSING DOGPILE!" Mina yelled with a wide smile.

"EEP!" Izuku squeaked, before the girls dogpiled on him, all hugging him and each other. Tamaki was dragged in by one of them to join in.

"Why did you drag me as well...?" he asked, looking uncomfortable, but comfortable at the same time.

Inko giggled at her son's charm.

Minenta and Kaminari slumped in defeat.

"Huhuhu! What a young heartthrob." Coco said, chuckling.

"A real ladies-man!" Toriko added,

"SHUT UP!" Mineta and Kaminaru answered, jealous beyond belief.

"Huhuhu! I am always ready! Over there, the official favorite table of the Wild Wild Pussycat happens to be free, I will be with you in a moment!" the young Chef answered, chuckling amused and clearly happy to see those Pro Heroes visit him.

"Nice! The seat under the magical relaxing tree is mine!" Pixie Bob called-out immediately while diving for said seat.

"Oh, come on! It was my turn this time!" the only male member of the four said with a whine while the rambunctious quartet of Pro Heroes in civilian attire sat at a corner table right under the strange trees adorning the back of the restaurant's main room.

"Okay, he clearly has SOME Heroes he trusts instead." Mic said with a raised eyebrow.

"Magical Relaxing Tree?" Nemuri asked.

"Whatever those trees are, they seem to exude a faint calming aura. The Chef and the Robot make sure nobody can take away leaves, but I heard a few botanic experts have started theorizing that those plants actually possess a Quirk-like mutation able to 'forcefully' disperse stress from people and animals sitting close to them." Nighteye answered.

"Like Joke and her Quirk? Or Nemuri's?" Aizawa asked.

"Pretty much, only about Relaxing instead of Laughing or Falling Asleep."

"And they use those rare as hell plants as decoration?" Toshinori asked, confused.

"That is another reason why I find this place too suspicious."

"... Wow... You really are paranoid..." Zebra stated flatly. "I think you have a problem."

Nighteye groaned. "I'm starting to see that..."

"To be fair, Quirked plants are rare, and usually kept closed in some lab for study, so it is not fully your fault if you find it strange to see a random restaurant have two of them just around as decoration." FatGum said.

"It would be a show of resources, yes, but still a very strange one. Way too bold." Kamui added.

"... Okay, I do feel better about that," Nighteye said, sighing.

"I find it curious how that Midoriya and his Sponsor don't want to stand-out, and yet they end up looking out of place just by virtue of existing!" Mt. Lady said, chuckling.

"Irony at its finest." Aizawa answered.

"I kept telling him he was pushing it," Gaia stated, getting a huff from the System.

"Ssh! He is coming here." Aizawa silenced them as soon as he saw Izuku near their table.

"Good evening." the young man said with a stiff smile.

"Hi there, young man!" Mic answered while channeling his Hero Persona a little to hopefully help the boy relax around them.

"Sir Nighteye, glad to have you back in my Restaurant, and this time with another group of your...Friends." Izuku answered, and even if he hoped for those Heroes to not notice it, they all caught the tiny pause he had before saying friends.

"Everybody loves good food, so after listening to me and Gunhead giving a very good review to your dishes, they too wished to try them," he answered.

Sigh! "...It's about Blackie coming to the USJ, isn't it?" Izuku whispered while tiredly massaging his temples.

"......" none of the Heroes present could think about a proper answer, but the disappointed glare Nezu sent their way did make them flinch heavily.

"Amateurs!" they saw him mouth towards them from the corner of their eyes.

The heroes who were watching their counterparts groaned.

"If my problem child could be this perceptive and NOT act recklessly, I'd be impressed," Aizawa stated, rubbing his forehead.

"I can always transfer to Ketsubotsu if you don't want me, Aizawa-sensei..." Izuku muttered.

"... I hate you sometimes... you know that...?" he asked his student. "You'd tell Ms. Joke where I'd work most of the time..."

"I have no idea what you mean."

Aizawa's eyebrow twitched. "You are blackmailing me, aren't you? That's low!"

"Listen, c-can I at least finish my job for today? You'll be free to arrest me AFTER I am done with the lunch rush hour. I am not going anywhere. But I want to leave on a good note without ruining these people's moment of pause." he asked with a tone of defeat.

"We..."

"I got it, I can't be a Hero, okay. I have a more humble dream now, can I have that at least? I just want to be a good Chef: I get up at dawn, practice, clean and start cooking for the day, that's it." he added.

"We are not here to arrest you. At least I am not." Aizawa cut him off abruptly before the young man could say something else.

"Uh?"

"Your dog saved us, especially two of my students who owe their lives to you. So, as far as I am concerned, today I am here to thank you, not to throw you in jail." he explained.

"But you don't trust me."

"Actually-"

"Because I was not supposed to know about the Incident in the USJ, isn't it? My Sponsor alerted me that this would happen."

Sigh! "Exactly. While grateful, we also are worried about how you and they knew we needed help during a school trip nobody was supposed to know about in a secret location." Nighteye answered, no use in being discreet if the other side already knew most of it.

"... I feel like he could make a villain confess their sin just by making them not have a chance to think..." Midnight stated, impressed by Izuku's work.

"He's good, I agree," Death Arms admitted, nodding with his hand on his chin.

"Tsukauchi would be impressed," Yagi admitted.

"That would be an achievement, since he is never impressed. At all." Mic added.

"Izuku has a way of impressing and surprising people," David stated.

"I can see that," Toriko said, chuckling.

"I am no Villain, Sir Nighteye. I lost interest in your Lifestyle after being told Heroics were not for me thanks to my lack of Quirk and getting almost killed when I tried proving the world wrong. It took me a year of coma to decide to wash my hands of this entire affair and focus on a dream I could actually reach...Owning a Restaurant of my own...And here I am today." Izuku answered.

"I am...Sorry. I was a bit too blunt when I told you that." Toshinori admitted, sheepish.

"You Texas Smashed my dreams, Sir. That was far more than being just blunt, you were Brutal." the young Chef answered without even looking at him, and making the Pro Hero grimace heavily in answer.

"I could have phrased it a bit better, maybe."

"Yes, maybe." that answer burned like acid.

"What do you know about your Sponsor?" Nighteye asked.

"Everything." the other replied with a shrug.

"Everything?"

"Who they are, where they come from, why they gave me this Restaurant. Everything. The absolute truth."

"...And?"

"And I am not telling you."

"Listen, if it is about All Might-" Nemuri tried saying.

"Nonono, it has nothing to do with Him." Izuku answered, and Toshinori felt 'slapped' by that way of saying him. It almost sounded like an insult.

"I just promised I won't say a thing. For two main reasons:

1- I know you won't believe even a fifth of what I could tell you.

2- I don't exactly trust you."

All Might was in a corner, sulking. "It's all my fault..."

"ALL MIGHT!" Izuku yelled, immediately hurrying at his side.

"I ruined Heroes for you! ... I am so sorry, Boo-Oooh!"

"GET IT TOGETHER YOU IDIOT!" Gran shouted, kicking All Might in the head.

"GAH!" All Might shouted in pain.

"That's not you, you moron," Gran scolded. "That's a different reality."

"But I almost did the same in ours!"

"True, but it didn't happen, you cretin! Just be happy that things are the way they are!"

All Might sighs. "Okay."

"You don't trust us? Why?" Mic asked, hurt.

"You took my being skilled and reserved as a Villain trait just because who is helping me has a wider reach than you can imagine and I am not easily bullied by people with Quirks. I don't know what you believe is going on here, but I am just a Chef trying to get by and get better at cooking, but I guess a Quirkless shouldn't dare to raise his head too much around here."

"This has nothing to do with you being Quirkless, I swear." Nemuri answered with a gentle tone while taking his hand in both of hers.

"I hope so. So? Are you going to order something or was this just an excuse to ask me about the incident?"

"We'll order, we'll order." Aizawa answered with a sigh, clearly sensing the hostility barely hiding below the surface, and he could not exactly blame the boy either.

"Tell you what, as a show of trust: you decide." Nemuri said with a tiny smile.

"Uh?"

"Choose by yourself the Dishes we will eat," the woman explained.

"It's okay, I will be back in a couple of minutes so you will be able to choose in peace, no need to worry about leaving the fate of your lunch in my hands." Izuku answered with a small smile and left them alone after a short bow.

"..."

"Well, maybe Nemuri can actually get him to open up a little, I guess. He did not sound as mistrusting with her as he was with us," Mic said.

"He is a good boy, I can tell." she answered.

"Seems Nemuri is the only one of you who knows how to have people skills," Nezu stated.

"Or maybe, as usual, I am the only teacher he trusts." Nemuri answered, smirking.

"You don't trust me?! I understand not trusting Shota, but me?!" Mic asked, hurt.

"HEY!" Aizawa yelled, glaring at them, his Quirk activated.

"You know it's true," the two of them stated.

"Have to agree with your friends on this one," Toriko admitted, siding with Midnight and Mic.

"You stay out of it," Aizawa ordered.

Driiiin!

At once the phones of all of them rang at the same time, all sporting the same 'unknown number' text on their screen.

"All of us?" Toshinori said that once seen Nezu too had his phone ringing, though only he seemed to recognize the number, and once sent them a look, he actually answered.

"Maybe we all should take this." Nighteye said while answering.

"Strange." Mic commented, unsure.

"Glad to see you all are being reasonable enough to pick up." the old man on the other side of the call said with a pleased tone once all of them answered.

"Who's this?" Aizawa asked.

"The Director of one of the hidden labs of I-Island. I guess dear All Might and Sir Nighteye know what I am talking about."

"...Seems like it." Nemuri commented, dryly, at seeing both Pro Heroes pale a little.

"What can we do for you, sir?" Mic asked eyes narrowed.

"While I have nothing against people enjoying good food, I am way less happy when one of our 'Darlings' is being bullied," the old man answered.

"Shit...The rumors are true." Aizawa muttered between clenched teeth, and once turned around to look at the street through the Restaurant's giant window he saw a young woman in jogging attire playfully wave at him while pretending to stretch her legs.

"Looks like you lot put yourselves in some hot water," Hound Dog Stated.

"Indeed," Vald nodded.

"Glad I wasn't assigned to it," Cementoss added.

"Traitors," the three of them said.

"Hey, I didn't say anything," Power Loader stated, holding his hands up.

"The size of the squads keeping track of a Darling is really frightening, how much do they want to know?"

"Everything, I suppose." Nezu said.

"We too are keeping tabs on him. As you can imagine, a Quirkless able to surpass the so-called 'Limits' of the human body with a Mutation in his base DNA different from the Standard One can only attract my interest, along with the interest of a few of my colleagues." The old man explained, chuckling.

"A Mutation?" they heard Nezu ask in their shared call.

"Why do you think everything about him is now Confidential? Standard tests show no difference between him and a normal Quirkless, and yet we have hundreds of hours of video proof of him taking what we knew of Peak Human Skills and making confetti of them, and that means he must have some sort of Power different from Quirks to justify it. I will share a few harmless videos with you, watch them and tell me how we could not find him utterly interesting to study! Also, he is the beloved son of one of us as well...He is Family." the old man answered.

"Do you know anything about his 'Sponsor', Sir?" Nighteye could not stop himself from asking.

"You mean that 'System Incorporated'? We are almost certain they are not a Villain Group if that is what you fear, but we can't contact anybody working there. Everything seems to Exist online-only, and yet there is perfect paperwork for everything. And the fact that it is all THAT PERFECT raises questions...But no matter what we try we can't answer a single one of them."

"Not even you can find anything?" Nezu asked.

"Like they would find anything," the System stated. "They get what the System wants for information."

"That's cheating!" Nezu answered, laughing.

"The System prefers the term 'Selective Misinformation'."

"Hohoho! So shameless!" Nezu answered, amused.

"The System is an Elder God; we have no sense of shame."

"Oh! Is this a sense of camaraderie I feel?"

"Great... They're getting along..." Mic said in dread.

"Tea?" Nezu said.

"Is it the good kind?"

"It is."

"Much appreciated, then."

"No... They are becoming friends." Aizawa muttered in dismay.

"You have no room to talk," Kamui stated flatly. "You and the Elder god get along swingingly."

"We just share similar points of view!"

"Yeah, like friends!" Mic and Kamui shouted.

Tina was holding back her laughter for her... boyfriend(?)... She was still getting used to having one. She usually just focused on her work.

Mic pouted at her. "I'm glad my suffering amuses you, dear..."

Tina couldn't hold it back and started laughing. "I-I'm sorry~! Y-You and Aizawa seem to make a great comedy routine at times~!"

The others were trying to hold back laughter now as well.

"Oh! They do! And it's all natural!" Nemuri answered, laughing as well.

Mic just pouted more.

"Nezu, you know that between hackers and Quirks we have a damn good reach." The old man answered with a tired groan.

"But?"

"For all we know the HQ of that Group could be housed on Mars. Every trail we follow branches into hundreds and then thousands of others, and after weeks of questioning we finally got a message from that System Incorporated telling us it would be better to stop nosing around and let them and their Chef do their job."

"You make it sound like bad news, though." Mic said.

"Because that exact same message appeared at the same exact time on every phone, every computer, every tablet, every Fax, and every Pager of I-Island...EVERYONE from the crappy phones of our clerks on cleaning duty to our LEVEL 7 Servers and Operatives got it. We all received a copy even on our own personal computers back home. We stopped asking questions after that." the Old Man answered, tense.

"...You got breached?"

"Nezu, they RAPED our firewalls and security system without getting a single alarm off. They assured us they just want to help their Chef become 'The God of Cooking' or similar nonsense and that no Villain plans are boiling under the surface, but promised that if we keep getting in the way there will be Consequences. You Pro Heroes may like to tackle impossible odds with a smile, but I have a family, all of us here have, and we won't step over that line. We can freely look from afar and study him if we want, but any threat won't be welcomed...And we won't risk it."

"That's. That's actually scary. We boast the second-best firewalls and cyber-security system on the globe, second only to the Prime Minister's own. For us to get breached it's unheard of. Of course, an Outer God can do that, but you can still imagine our horror at seeing that happen." David said, paling a little.

"The System will inform you that your security was well made," the System complemented. "If you had Demi-God working on it, the System would have had to put more effort into it. About... 1 to 12% increase in what the System had to do if they knew what they were doing."

"Take the compliment," Gaia stated. "They don't give those out regularly."

"... I actually feel proud now," David admitted, smiling sheepishly, but proudly.

Melissa hugged her father.

"Does the boy know?" Toshinori asked.

"Not at all, in fact, we are de facto forbidden from alerting him they got involved in threatening us. They said it was to not 'Distract him', but I can't help being worried about him all the same. They openly admit to having plans for him, we just are unable to uncover them."

"So that is also a reason why you are studying him?"

"Exactly, if we can see what those guys saw in him for their plans, maybe we can counter them and stop them, thus saving him."

"We can help." Aizawa said.

"If you really have to, but keep a very low profile. I can't even promise that this call's encryption will help."

"Actually, it is not helping." the System's voice echoed in the phone call.

"..." Stricken horror froze the Heroes and Scientists solid.

"Okay, now you're just showing off," Gaia, Nemuri, and Mount Lady said in a deadpan.

"Yes."

"Can you at least TRY to play coy?! No God is THAT SHAMELESS!" Gaia yelled in annoyance.

"System likes to exceed expectations."

"You're just making it worse for Izuku..." Xara said, flatly. "Your Ex would have-"

"The System suggests you do not mention THEM again," they told the Nobody in a warning tone, their color turning red.

Xarazechi gulped. "Dropping it."

Sigh! "Please forgive them, they take their Mission too seriously. Are you ready to order?" Izuku said, and scaring the Pros with his appearance behind Toshinori unseen thanks to their distraction.

"Y-You trust them?"

"Honestly? Yes. I only have to follow a very strict Training Regimen for my cooking techniques every morning, then I am free to do as I please with this Restaurant. They even give me all the Ingredients I ask for, so as far as I am concerned, I don't feel threatened: no strange requests, no questionable customers, and nothing illegal...They just want me to become the best Chef I can be. As the name of their Initiative suggests: I will become the God of Cooking. It's a bit edgy, I admit it, but it also explains well what they hope to get from me: my very best." Izuku explained with a shrug.

"Why, though? What do they get from doing this?" Nemuri asked.

"Hahahaha! What else? Publicity! They get that and I get a Restaurant, everybody is happy." the young Chef answered, laughing amused.

"...That's it?" Nighteye asked, eyebrows shooting up.

"Mister Nighteye, not everybody with money or influence wants to conquer the world, few of them are just eccentric enough to do something like this just because they can. Like Elon Musk." Izuku answered.

"Okay...But should something come up...We are right behind the corner to help. Remember. Just call for us and we will help you." Nemuri whispered while giving him a squeeze of his hand.

"Thank you." he answered with a tiny smile.

"In the meantime, we will order our food. At least we can trust that being the real deal." Mic said with a thumbs-up.

"Of course!" the Chef replied, nodding.

"Don't we know several of those guys! A lot of super rich guys love to host fighting tournaments between Ingredients, and actually decide which one to eat based on which one wins. Luckily the others are gifted to several organizations... But they still flex their bottomless bank accounts." Toriko said, laughing.

"... Now I want to see these..." Lunch Rush said, sounding interested. "Would be amazing to participate. If not to win, UA would get a good sponsor at least, and I'd get to do what I love..."

Mic tapped Toriko on the arm, smiling at the man, "You just made the man's day, you know that~?"

Tina smiled. "He does seem passionate in both hero work and cooking."

Lunch Rush stood up. "That's because when a natural disaster happens, or someplace needs food, it helps those that are starving and helps them get their strength back and keep on moving."

Zaus smiles at the Hero Chef. "Well said, you never leave someone hungry."

"Hoy! If you ever want to retire, we can take you in, good chefs are always welcomed." Zebra said.

Lunch Rush gives a thumbs up. "I'll see if I can get a break and learn from you all. And I would love to as well."

I-Island – Secret Lab -

The Old Man at that point closed the phone call by himself and silently watched through the cameras outside how the young chef took the table's order and rapidly moved away to cook everything.

"Mannerism?"

"Everything suggests he was saying the truth, sir." one of the technicians answered.

"Relaxed?"

"Not really."

"I see. Keep observing him. Just in case." he ordered before leaving.

"Yessir!"

The old man was the only guy in I-Island besides Hisashi and the guy's colleague/friend Tamaki to know the truth about Izuku and his abilities, but in order to keep the secret he knew he had to pretend to study the boy like any other 'Darling' and pretend he too knew nothing, especially since by doing this he would actually be able to protect the young Chef from any plan he feared the mysterious System Incorporated may be trying to implement against the boy.

"You really like skirting the line, don't you?" Gaia asked the System flatly.

"After Eternity... Very few things excite the System anymore... Existence has become dull and boring." The Entity admitted.

Gaia groaned. "All of you use that blasted excuse..."

"Books, TV, Games, Legends and even Worlds become fairly predictable after a while. Novelty becomes rarer and rarer; you can't exactly blame us." He'art admitted.

"And some of us get bored faster than others, admittedly." Joy added, shrugging.

Green Cloud Restaurant - In the Kitchen -

"Congratulations to Host Izuku for covering for the System." the Voice said once the young man returned to the room.

"It won't be easy to keep your true nature hidden like you asked if you keep threatening them. Hero Society is all based around the idea that 'Everybody is a potential Villain if we don't know everything about them and their personal life', and most of the Pro Heroes are a bunch of paranoid control freaks, especially so the guys in business suits and in positions of command behind the Hero Business. Paradoxically, it would be easier to explain that you are an Extra-dimensional Entity that wants me to Ascend to Godhood through cooking." Izuku answered, sighing.

"Understood. Host Izuku is also aware that the customer known as All Might possesses poor Health and may die in a few years. Do you wish to heal him?" the System asked.

"Heal him?"

"Yes, Host Izuku. If things remain unchanged, he is fated to die in two years."

"..." the young Chef silently leaned on his workstation, a bit surprised by how much it still hurt to meet All Might again.

"The Shadow of Death has been cast on him, should the Host intervene, such a fate will be broken and the man will live long enough to die of old age. That will also mean the Heroes of UA will keep an even closer eye on you."

"So we're going to see the same thing that happened to me?" All Might asked.

"Maybe," Gran stated.

"Only a bit more dramatic." Aoyama answered.

"Because of his past with that young Midoriya." Toshinori muttered, unhappy.

"I am sure they will soon make peace, All Might! We both are intelligent people, and can talk things out." Izuku answered.

"I know you are smart, Midoriya... But I would not bet on Toshinori being as well." Aizawa added, merciless as usual.

"AUGH!" Instant depression of All Might soon ensued.

"Shota!" Mic said, facepalming.

Recovery Girl whacked Aizawa over the head. "You need to be trained in people skills!"

Aizawa just grumbled.

"..."

"Host wished to be a Hero once, yes?" the Voice asked.

"..."

"Does the Host hate All Might?"

"...Hate is a strong word." Izuku finally uttered a word, and it was filled in bitterness while his head hung down low.

"Host can just cook normally and let the man live through what Fate planned for him." the System answered.

"..."

"NO!" Izuku said, appalled.

"That you had a different upbringing, Midoriya. You can't blame him for reacting differently. Even if it would be bad for him to not help." FatGum said, shaking his head.

"We are the result of our Life Experiences, his were different from yours." Ryukyu added, sighing.

"I still believe in him." Komatsu said, smiling.

"Me too, he is a Chef, yeah? He still has that pride!" Toriko added.

Tina smiled. "I know your other will make the right choice~"

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"Mom, one day I will be a Hero like All Might!" a small voice, that of a kid, echoed inside the young Chef's head in answer to that while tears streamed down his cheeks.

I am sorry, Madame. We can repeat the Test a thousand times over, but the results won't change: your son does not possess a Quirk. I am sorry.

Yo! Here comes the Useless Freak!

I am sorry, my boy. A Hero without a Quirk is simply impossible. Maybe you should lower your expectations a little and live a more humble life. Not everybody can change the world, no matter how hard they try...Sometimes dreams are just that. Dreams.

Just a Deku!

Deku!

Deku!

Deku!

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"Host wants All Might gone? Whitey can accompany him to the door if you want."

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Deku!

DEKU!

DEKU!

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"TO HELL WITH IT!" Izuku roared in anger while slamming both fists on his workstation, luckily nobody in the main room could hear him thanks to the Entity turning the kitchen soundproof for their talk.

"Jesus Christ..." Katsuki groaned and hid his face in his hands.

"You are a terrible human being." Itsuka said.

"I hope you get rightfully judged by the Lord," Ibara added.

"I KNOW! OKAY!? I GET IT!" Katsuki roared at them. "I'M WORKING ON GETTING BETTER AT IT!"

"... I'm surprised Midoriya can get that angry," Hound Dog stated. "Guessing he finally let it out. That can be good and bad."

"I say a bit of both," Coco answered. "You sometimes need to vent to feel better."

"Never bottle-up emotions. That shit is unhealthy." Zebra said, nodding.

"Duly noted," Izuku said, grateful for the encouraging smiles of his friends, old and new.

"Host?"

"How do I heal him? I will show him and everybody else that we Chefs too can make MIRACLES! NOT JUST HEROES! He is fated to die?! THEN I WILL TAKE THAT FUTURE AND SNAP IT IN HALF WITH A DISH!" he declared with burning eyes.

"Well said. Normally the System would purge any 'Alien Energy' contained in the Dishes prepared with Ingredients of other worlds like the 'Gourmet World' of Zaus, but in this case those Life Energy and Vitality Energy will be left in the resulting Dish. This means that the Host will be required to use every ounce of skill he possesses to not ruin the dish by dispersing those energies through unsuitable handling." the System answered.

"Life Energy and Vitality Energy?"

"Exactly, same for the Gourmet Energy Host can infuse in the Dishes to improve the quality of their taste, those two forms of energy too will enrich the Dish Host will prepare, and as a bonus the Dish will be able of purifying All Might's body and heal him completely by saturating his body in pure 'Life'. Is the Host ready?"

"Yes."

"Understood. Abrupt Mission: Show to All Might and the other Heroes that a Chef too can change the course of Fate. Reward: 10% bonus experience points and unlocking the Ingredient Jewel Meat from Zaus World." the System declared.

"Good." Izuku answered while opening the Ingredients cabinet.

Mirko nudged her friend. "Looks like you might get your dish soon~" she teased Ryukyu.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up Ms. Carrot Cake," Ryukyu shot back.

"IT WILL HAPPEN! MARK MY WORDS!"

Aizawa rolled his eyes at the two. "They act like children instead of pro heroes..." he muttered.

"So you don't want him to make fruit pouches?" Mic asked, teasing.

"I never said that."

Tina rolled her eyes. "Men."

Mic playfully clutched his heart. "You wound me, Tina~"

Tina held back her laughter again, getting a smile from Mic.

"Take a room, you two." Aizawa said, scoffing.

"Maybe later?" Mic said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Shameless!" Tina answered, face cherry red, and slapping his arm playfully.

Hero Table -

The Pro Heroes were looking with bulged-out eyes at the few videos Hisashi took of Izuku mid-training for his Boss, most of which showed the boy taking Laws of Nature and Common Sense and bending them over as only a 90s Shonen Hero could do.

"Damn! That's some fast knife work..." Mic commented in surprise.

"Teacher!" a young voice said in surprise as a young woman entered the place accompanied by her parents and Izuku's.

"Oh! Yaoyorozu. Are you here for lunch?" Aizawa answered with a raised eyebrow.

"S-Sort of?"

"Oh-OOOOH! Something bigger?" Nemuri asked immediately.

"Apparently some formalizing is needed..." Saito mumbled.

"Honey, it could have been worse, he is a good boy at least, hardworking too!" Rei answered.

"Formalizing?" Nemuri asked.

"Momo!" they heard Izuku exclaim in surprise.

"Hi." she answered, uneasy.

"Sorry to barge in like this, son. Apparently there was no choice," Hisashi said, smiling sheepish.

"Uh?"

"Mom apparently had to tell my father what happened, so now he wants a proper explanation." Momo explained with her face burning deep-red.

"Your father called it 'Meeting of the In-Laws', but that's beside the point." her mother added, looking more mischievous.

"REI-SAN! YOU PROMISED TO KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT!" the Young Chef shrieked in shame while covering his face with both hands.

Momo groaned in embarrassment.

"For the love of God, MOM!"

"A bit embarrassing, yes." Izuku admitted.

"At least their good people," Ochaco stated.

"The best... Just a bit too much at times." Momo said, sighing.

"Nope! You two wanted to be Secret Lovers? Not on my watch! Come on, let's take a table and talk a little, shall we?" Rei said while taking over a table for the entire group, the one right next to the Pro Heroes table.

"It was just a kiss..." Momo muttered, ashamed.

"Too much tongue to be 'Just a kiss', dear." Rei countered.

"Ugh!" Saito gurgled-out in agony.

"Details, Yaoyorozu! Details! Now!" Nemuri demanded immediately.

"Nemur-" Aizawa tried saying before her glare paralyzed him.

"SILENCE!" she barked in answer.

"Sorry, madame." the fearless Pro Hero Eraserhead muttered with a meek tone.

"Oh! It was just two days ago! Icchan was giving me cooking lessons when I got an emergency call from work and in order to answer that I had left him and Momo alone in the kitchen..." Rei started telling what she personally knew, and what she got from Momo after hours of relentless questioning.

Aizawa's right eye twitched in annoyance. "I hate when you do that."

"It helps keep you in line, Shouta." Nemuri answered, playful.

Can you teach me so I can keep Mic in line?" Tina asked.

Mic gave a betrayed look. "Tina, I'm not like Shota."

Aizawa glared at Mic. "What's that supposed to mean...?"

"Welcome to the family, Tina!" Nemuri answered, laughing.

Tina chuckled nervously.

Yaoyorozu House - The Previous Day -

Rei had just walked out of the kitchen to answer the call from her agency, something that she assured them was an emergency since she had instructed her secretary to not disturb during her cooking lessons unless something BIG happened.

As the woman's faint voice echoed back into the kitchen from the living room, Izuku and Momo were left alone to watch in silence the lasagna Izuku instructed Rei to prepare alone and without help, as a way to test how she did by herself without the Chef correcting her.

"She forgot to use salt, didn't she?" Momo asked, chuckling, while both were crouching down on the floor to keep looking at the slowly-cooking thing through the oven glass panel.

"Yes, but at least she didn't use sugar again, it's already a huge improvement." he answered, making both share a short laugh together.

"..."

"..." they both fell silent after that, just standing with their faces close as they watched the food cook and slowly form a crunchy layer on top.

"...Izuku..." Momo said with a low whisper.

"Yes?"

"...Thank you. Thank you for sending Blackie to help, had he not come, I don't know if I would be here today." she admitted, shivering.

"Momo..." he answered, and when both turned to look at each other, they actually discovered they were close enough that the tip of their noses touched.

"..." and there they stood, looking into each other's eyes in silence until the young Chef gently cupped her cheek.

"A Harem EX Stat at work, people~" Gaia teased Izuku.

"KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS!" The girls chanted, even Momo.

Izuku was blushing red, while Inko was squealing in joy.

"Hm..." closing her eyes tight in shyness, Momo puckered her lips a tiny bit to welcome the kiss that when it happened took her breath away.

"AH!" It took a couple of seconds before both actually noticed what they were doing, and with faces burning bright red both jumped back to their feet and forcefully looked elsewhere to avoid the other's eyes.

"I KISSED HER! S***! S***! S***! S***! S***! S***! S***! S***! S***! S***!" Izuku thought in horror.

"HE KISSED ME! OH, GOD! OH, GOD! OH, GOD! OH, GOD! OH, GOD! OH, GOD!" Momo thought at the same time.

"You...I mean me...So...You know...You...Me..." the young Chef stammered in total brain blackout.

"No...Yes...I mean No...No, Yes...I...TO HELL WITH IT!" to his shock Momo's own blackout lasted way shorter until she gave a distraught roar, grabbed him by the collar, and tried to tear off his tonsils with her tongue.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMH!" a two-voice moan resounded in the kitchen then as the two hormonal teens hugged the life out of each other and went at it in a war of tongues, this time the kiss was FAR from being as romantic as the first one, this one spoke of hunger.

It was especially bad for Izuku since he was feeling the pull of TWO lifetimes of suppressed desire since as Zaus he had been pretty much 'married to his job' and thus had fully suppressed or ignored any urge he may have had, and now both Lives' Hormones were begging for attention and he was eagerly giving-in to the call, and even if he had to stand on his toes to kiss Momo due to their difference in height, he didn't give a damn.

"HOLY SHIT!" Mineta yelled.

"Indecent! Control yourself!" Tenya shrieked while desperately covering Eri and Kota's eyes no matter the kids' struggling to get free and watch.

"Let the boy have this," Zebra said, waving Iida off.

"He does deserve this," Toriko added.

"Oui," Yuga added.

"New Mama?" Eri asked.

"Just one of many, dear~" Momo informed her. Eri seemed happy to hear this.

Mic clutched his heart. "The cuteness~!"

Tina giggled at his antics. "She's adorable, that's true~"

That was when Rei returned into the room attracted by the noise, to find her daughter and her Cooking Teacher sucking each other's faces off with drool flowing down their chins like a river from their connected mouths and both teens' hands roaming around a bit too wildly to be proper.

"AH! Izuku...Not here in the kitchen!" Momo gasped with a moan when he started biting and suckling greedily on her neck, although her grabbing a fistful of his hair with one hand to draw him just a bit closer to herself showed she was not fully against the idea.

"Yes, not in the kitchen, please. My Lesson is not over yet." Rei declared with an evil smirk.

She really enjoyed the look of sheer panic both teens developed as soon as they heard her, stopping abruptly what they were doing to just look at her with wide eyes full of horror.

"Hands where I can see them, Midoriya. You too, Momo, and that means your left hand has to stop moving and come out from inside his pants. It's still too soon for you to give him a draining massage, young Lady." she added, gleefully watching their feeling of shame reach untold peaks never before seen.

Their talk after that was awkward to the extreme.

Now Mic was howling with laughter after that scene, and he wasn't the only one.

"Yaoyorozu!" Aizawa yelled, eyes bulging out.

"Heeeey! Bold move! Didn't know you had it in you, girl!" Nemuri instead was even too proud of her.

Momo's head was now atomic neon red, and steam was coming off her in embarrassment. Izuku wasn't faring any better.

"This can't get any better/worse," Mina and Momo said at the same time, Mina the former, Momo the ladder.

Back to the present –

"That is what happened, and since both seem to be into each other enough to be ready to MOLEST each other, here we are to formalize the relationship." Rei finished explaining.

"In my son's defense, he gave her a chaste kiss, clearly. She made the first move." Hisashi pointed-out.

"This doesn't mean he did not return the affection! By Rei's words, his own hands were not idle either! He clearly pinched and squeezed to his heart's content!" Saito countered, annoyed.

"She almost deflowered him!"

"And he almost did the same to her!"

"My Icchan is not a Pervert!" Hisashi growled.

"Neither is my Mo-chan!" Saito roared in answer.

Actually, that very same night both teens literally w***ed themselves into unconsciousness while thinking about each other and what COULD have happened had Rei not stopped them while loudly calling out the other's name. But both fathers didn't need to know that their precious 'cinnabuns' were actually normal Teens with normal overcharged libido. Yet.

"Jesus Christ..." Izuku shrieked in misery.

"It did get better~!/Worse...!" You can tell who said those lines. Min was laughing loudly, holding her sides in pain.

"You should be happy we censored it, the original had video proof instead of just plain white text on black background." Joy answered, patting his back.

"Thank you..." Aizawa groaned, wanting something hard to drink. He was too sober for this crap.

"Very dirty, Yaoyorozu. VEEEERY dirty. Congratulations!" Nemuri said with a mischievous smile and a thumbs-up.

"Teacher!" Momo answered with a long whine, ashamed beyond belief.

"So, Izuku...It's easy to say you are now engaged. DO NOT try anything strange or I will chop your dick off!" Saito declared with narrowed eyes, and stoically ignoring how Rei instead rolled hers while calling him 'edgy'.

"Yessir!"

"Off you go then, you still have work to do. We'll talk more later."

"More?" the young man asked in dread.

"MUCH more." Saito answered.

"Okay..."

"Overprotective father mode," Xara said, smiling mischievously at Izuku.

"He is in the right! I too will defend my children... I mean..." Izuku started to answer, before slowly getting quieter.

"Already planning kids? Dirty boy!" Mina teased him, smirking.

"I-I mean for Eri and Kota," Izuku tried to salvage the mess he had just thrown himself into.

"For now." Ochako said.

"Yes... I mean NO! ... No... I mean Yes... I..."

Izuku just shut up at that point, making all the girls giggle at him.

Restaurant Kitchen – At the same time -

Once he escaped in a 'manly way', tears and all, back inside his kitchen with the excuse of cooking, the young Chef threw himself on his Mission from the System as a way to clear his head from any sense of impending doom, and while waiting for the other Pro Heroes' orders to be ready, Izuku gave his undivided attention to Toshinori's own 'Healing Dish'.

The man had asked for some fish, and the Young Chef decided to modify the original recipe slightly to make sure as much Life as possible could be infused in it, the chosen Ingredient was one of the Coral Fishes he took from the Forest World he had been in and had borrowed from the Lizardmen Tribe.

The thing was still very much alive once summoned from the System's Storage Area and it kept violently rolling its fins around as if trying to swim in the air while jumping up and down on the chopping board.

"Thank you for being my Ingredient." Izuku muttered a small prayer before puncturing the animal's brain with a long and thin needle, the fish gave a last weak flap with its gills and spat out a thin jet of water before quietly and painlessly falling into eternal slumber.

The System had suggested the Coral Fish for two main reasons: The meat was actually very tender and nutritious, and those fishes could reproduce like crazy when it was mating season.

The giant bulging belly full of roe now in front of Izuku meant that the specimen in question was particularly rich in Life Energy, perfect for what the young Chef needed.

The dish All Might had chosen was called Sweet 'n' Sour Fish and Izuku had assured him it would have not troubled whatever was left of the man's stomach even if fried, further shocking Toshinori that had indeed forgotten how much Izuku actually knew of his Dirty Little Secret, something that had made Nighteye facepalm hard.

Grabbing a filleting knife with I-Island insignia engraved on the handle, he started cooking by piercing right behind the fish's gills and delicately cutting upward following the curve of the fish's head to cut the entire thing off and putting it aside, before removing the fins on the Ingredient's belly, back and the tail's end.

"Cooking Time!" Komatsu, Zeus, Rush and Setsuno yelled in chorus with a wide, happy smile.

"Cooking nutjobs..." Monoma muttered, rolling his eyes.

"So you don't want any of the food?" Shihai asked him.

"I retract my statement. Gimme the food goodies!"

His class just laughed at his actions.

Swiiiing! Ping! Ping! Ping! Ping...

Fully displaying their being hard as rocks like its name implied, the scales flying away from the fish' body at each knife swing pinged on the chopping board with loud tingling sounds echoing all around the young Chef, and even a knife made from top notch equipment with high-tech super-alloys kept struggling against such otherworldly Ingredients, requiring the System to renew their edge after each usage.

After finishing descaling one side of the fish, Izuku grabbed the fish's tail and gave it a toss, turning the animal a hundred and eighty degrees to the opposite side to repeat the cleaning.

"Done with the scales, next is the slicing of the cheek, as well as the removal of the organs and bones..." Izuku mumbled thoughtfully while cutting the thing in two following its spine to remove the main bones, and once removed the organs, washed the inner meat with freshwater followed by him pulling away the few bones remaining hidden in the meat with lightning-fast movements of the pliers in his hand.

"The Flour has been mixed with the minced medicinal herbs perfectly, Life Energy contained in the herbs after preparation: 99%. Good job." The System declared, solemnly.

"Perfect." Izuku muttered in answer while spreading the floor interspersed with tiny colorful herb fragments across the entire body of the fish until it was completely covered in it.

"This can save a lot of lives," Recovery Girl stated, smiling.

"Once done here, this second Host Izuku will be introduced to the God of Cooking Training Regimen, he will then be given the opportunity to learn Healing Cuisine like his counterpart." The System answered.

"I'll teach him how to be a medical officer as well," Recovery Girl added. "Don't want him getting in trouble with the law."

"Good cover." Nezu answered.

"I agree," Setsuno nodded as well.

FWOOOOOSH!

Intense flames roared to life under a wide wok making the oil in it start sizzling loudly in a matter of minutes, and once hot enough, he grabbed the tail of the fish and tossed it into the oil that produced layers and layers of white foam upon contact with its flour cover.

"How's the fish?" the young Chef asked while a hint of gold shade slowly started covering the thing's meat.

"The innate Vitality Energy of the Fish has been fully preserved at 98%. It is suitable for the success of the Mission."

"Good, let's add a bit of sauce then..." Once seeing the huge quantity of high-quality fish eggs he had extracted from the Ingredient's belly, he decided how he would actually deviate from the recipe by adding a secondary sauce to it made with said roe.

Having given a new toss to the Wok's contents to make sure the fish was cooking properly and not sticking to the bottom, he then mixed the fish roe with minced garlic and capers and tossed everything into a second pan with hot oil already waiting to fry the fish eggs.

After that, he added white wine and a few spoonfuls of tomato sauce to the mixture and slowly boiled everything into a thick and flavorful fish eggs sauce he then passed it until creamy and smooth without the smallest lump.

As the fish and egg sauce finished cooking, a sweet fragrance started to spread out from the kitchen and into the main room, enticing the appetite of the waiting Pro Heroes, now suddenly very happy at their decision to 'Spy' on the young Chef.

"Man, this smells amazing," Mic stated, smiling.

"Indeed, it does," Nana agreed.

"And tastes even better!" Komatsu added.

"I can testify," All Might agreed, already having it before.

Few minutes later, All Might's Dish, as well as the others, were finally ready to be served, and with a delicate swish of his ladle Izuku scooped up the deep-fried fish from the wok and placed it onto a wide porcelain plate decorated with tiny green clouds.

"Done perfectly...Let's see if 'Fate' can really be defeated with a Dish..." Izuku muttered, growing a bit squeamish when a tiny feeling of worry crept up his spine.

"Host should never question his abilities! As the future God of Cooking of the Hero World, there is no place for fear in your kitchen! Work hard and believe in yourself, young man!" The System immediately tried to cheer him up.

"Right! I can do this!" The young man psyched himself up while refilling the wok in oil to stir-fry a new mix of medicinal herbs together with vinegar, that was the Sour side of the Dish.

Done with the frying he also tossed some icing sugar into the wok, making the once sour creamy soup instantly become sweeter and thicker, and a taste test confirmed to Izuku that the thing had actually reached the right balance of sweetness and sourness he desired.

All Might sighed. "If only my other self saw how worthy he was..." he muttered to himself.

"Well there was the thing with him in the line of an explosion and in a coma," Gran told him.

"It was a chain of events beyond your control, Toshinori. You could see Icchan's potential in that same incident, in your case you saw a young Hero, in this one we are watching, he had a chance at a different life. All because of a small difference." Nana said.

All Might just sighed again.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

With an elegant movement of his ladle the sweet-and-sour sauce was lightly drizzled over the fish to uniformly cover it while the thick and creamy sauce made with the roe was pooled on a side and adorned with tiny pieces of minced chilies and a spiral of fresh olive oil.

"It is done...'Sweet-and-Sour Coral Fish'...Completed." Izuku declared in relief while using a piece of cloth to wipe away the excess oil on the plate to make the dish more presentable.

"Evaluating...The Dish' overall grade is: 99.9/100. Congratulations, Host Izuku! You have prepared the required Dish to heal the Customer called All Might. At the paying of the bill, the reward will be unlocked. Well done." the System declared with a victory fanfare that made the young Chef chuckle a little while delivering the dishes to the Pro Heroes' table.

"Smells amazing, if I can say it myself." he admitted, pleased while taking out Toshinori's and Nemuri's dish.

"...I really need to find a Waiter or Waitress, though...Or at least a bigger tray." he then muttered with a sigh of dismay.

"I'll help you!" Inko said immediately.

"There is no need, mom!" he answered shyly.

"Nonsense! Here, take the other plates so we'll deliver them together." the woman replied with a gentle smile.

"Thank you, mom." the young man said, grateful.

"Momo...Up." Rei muttered.

"M-Me too?"

"He needs you," she answered with a mischievous smirk.

"W-Wait, I will help as well!" the girl declared, a bit shyly, while getting up as well from the table.

"Oh! T-T-Thank you! Wait here, I'll take the remaining plate..." the young Chef stammered a bit, but he still stoically ignored the subtle chuckles he heard from the other Customers in the room, along their thumbs-up at seeing the two engaged youngsters working together.

"He's doing quite well," Zaus stated, smiling at his other reincarnation. "Needing staff already~"

"To be fair, it seems like the popularity grew faster than he could have anticipated. It can happen that the flux of customers literally doesn't give you time to look for waiters or other assistants." Komatsu replied.

"Not many plan ahead in staff, to be fair, it's a gamble not many wish to take." Zaus admitted.

"It's hard to gauge if and how many you will need, yes." Lunch Rush confirmed.

"Might have some of the students work there as training to work two jobs," Nezu suggested.

"That's... a good idea actually..." Aizawa stated, taking in the idea. "Can also be used for infiltration and undercover work as well, learning to blend in with the area..."

Hitoshi looked at Izuku. "Think I can get a job when you open?"

"Oh, Yes please! I don't need more stress! Help from friends is a godsend!" Izuku answered, elated.

"Not just your classmates, problem child," Aizawa ordered. "You need outside workers as well."

"True, I just would like the help at first, I can have the others help me with the interview as well," Izuku added.

"At least you're taking this seriously," Aizawa stated, nodding to his student.

"I take everything seriously, sensei!"

"... Fair enough."

"Here we are: Sweet-and-Sour Fish for Toshinori-san..." he listed once the three of them reached All Might's table together.

"Thank you."

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"Crocodile grand steak for Nemuri-san. Rare."

"Yuppie!" the woman cheered with a childish happy smile that made him chuckle.

"Four Meats Karaage: Nanban Style for Mic-san, with extra fried chicken and sauce as asked."

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"NICE!" the blond man replied in perfect English with a thick accent.

"Seafood Risotto for Sir Nighteye."

"Thank you."

"And Chicken Curry for Aizawa-san. Mild spiciness."

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"Perfect, thank you."

"Thank you for choosing the Green Cloud Restaurant, please enjoy your meal." Izuku answered with a bow before walking away a bit stiffly.

He now needed to prepare what his parents and Momo's own ordered, then he will have to face whatever Talk those scheming adults had planned for, and he was not exactly eager to do it.

Just then, said dishes appeared in front of everyone.

"Food time~" Toriko stated, smiling.

"I was waiting for this! HELL YES!" Mic said, smirking.

"Time to eat!" Toriko added, drooling a river.

"So good~!" Midnight squealed, eating her food.

"As good as everything else," Mina agreed, taking bites of her food.

"I don't think I will be able to return to normal food after this!" Tetsutetsu said.

"I resent that..." Lunch muttered, too low for anybody to hear him.

All Might's Table –

"Well, I guess it's time to see how good the boy actually is," Mic said while snapping apart his chopsticks.

"Yes, let's see..." Toshinori answered, unsure while using his own chopsticks to delicately peel off the thin skin of his fish to inspect its insides, and growing shocked at the heavenly sight.

The Sweet-and-Sour Fish meat was almost as clear as glass and glittered under the room's lights once exposed, making Toshinori feel a bit guilty at actually eating it.

"It's glistering like a crystal...How?" Nemuri muttered in awe once seen All Might's food.

"I expected this, all things considered, as I was aware of the Chef's skills, and yet I am still very surprised." Nighteye answered, his stomach too grumbling a little as the fish succulent meat emitted a wondrous fragrance that was pretty much torturing the entire table.

"The sweet and sour sauce has a smell which increases one's appetite. It's a bit of a dirty trick, I admit it, but it will also make it taste better." Izuku muttered while delivering the last plate to his parents' table.

"It's not a dirty trick, Icchan. It's part of the magic!" Hisashi answered, chuckling.

"Yep! Now sit here with us, let's talk." Saito answered tone ice-cold and eyes narrowed.

"YESSIR!"

Momo groaned, but kept eating.

"It's okay, it's only natural." Izuku reassured her.

"I know... but daddy can go too far at times..." Momo groaned out.

"I'm sure your father can be reasonable," Tina tried to comfort the hero girl. "... I hope."

Pro Heroes' Table -

"Please don't kill the cute Chef." Nemuri muttered with a pout.

"We'll stop any tragedy before it happens. I say we eat, though, because good looks aside, the taste too matters! Thanks for the Food." Toshinori said while picking up a piece of fried fish meat to watch it jiggle a bit in his grasp.

The thick seasoned sauce boiled incessantly and looked like thin threads holding the fish meat together while following behind the chopsticks all the way to the man's mouth while the jiggling fish meat caused the Pro Hero to chuckle amused at the lively scene.

"Holy..." All Might though muttered in awe once tasted it as the sweet and sour scent of the dish exploded in his mouth at the very first bite, and not a trace of the unpleasant fishy smell of the main Ingredient or any unpalatable oily feeling from the frying could be felt either! Only wave after wave of warmth and sea and spiciness and sourness and sweetness and so on and on and on. Maybe forever, the Pro Hero could not tell.

The fish alone was a mouthful of Heaven, but the sweet-and-sour sauce and the roe sauce managed to enlarge the feeling and turn it into an all-encompassing embrace of taste that almost drowned Toshinori, to the point his own brain grew pleasantly numb and just enjoyed the Happy Endorphins ride the dish provided.

"This steak is damn amazing and tender too! I did not know crocodile, of all things, could taste this good!" Nemuri, mouth still full like a hamster and absolutely drenched in the meat juices, said in praise, blissfully unaware of how monstrous the beast she was eating actually was, nor did she know that the thing's detoxified scorpion-like tail's meat and fat had been used to create the delicious milky-white sauce decorating the steak.

"Okay, I am convinced. Whoever those guys are, they are betting on the right horse!" Mic confirmed while his chewing grew shamelessly loud, he just kept eating without even a pause to breath.

"Eeeeh! If only we knew..." Nemuri said with a sigh of defeat.

"To be fair, An Elder God is far from normal!" Mic answered.

"An Elder God of Cooking," Hound Dog corrected.

"Semantics," Mic stated, waving him off.

"Would be in our world as well," Tina agreed. "About it being far from normal, and I've seen what those four can do." She was pointing to the Four Kings.

"True," Toriko agreed, finishing his food.

"And that's saying something," Zebra admitted. "Can I get seconds?" Just then, the same cat as before walked in with more food for Zebra.

"Meow?" he asked and Koda translated it to, 'Is that all sir?'

Zebra looked at Komatsu. "I'm seriously thinking of you hiring these guys."

"Same," Toroiko agreed.

"Merow," he said, translated to, 'As long as he knows we treat food properly.'

"Yes, I learned my lesson on phrasing," Komatsu stated apologetic.

The cast left, and theory went back to watching.

"Nom-Nom!"

"Oh-Ooooh! Would you look at that! Mister 'I can Live on Coffee alone' Aizawa is actually eating like a normal human! Maybe we should take you here more often!" Nemuri said, smirking.

"Shut up! I am still not convinced yet." Aizawa answered, ashamed, while hastily swallowing his mouthful of food and forcefully dropping the tiny satisfied smile he was sporting while chewing.

"Uh?"

"I am not talking about the food, this stuff is damn good. I meant the group sponsoring him, call it instinct, but I think they are forcing him to hide a few details they know we won't like." he explained while continuing to eat.

"No drugs involved, I took a few tests once back from eating here, and even Recovery Girl did not find anything that could have been used to make me believe the food was good. At least the food quality comes from honest skills, not tricks." Nighteye answered while being the only one of the group eating with proper manners.

"Okay, that just shuts-down one of my theories." Aizawa admitted, sighing.

"SHOUTA!"

"At least swallow before chastising me, Nemuri!" the man begged with a groan.

"Sorry!" the woman replied, blushing.

The rest of the lunch continued fairly tamely in comparison with what they expected, with Izuku softening enough thanks to Nemuri's own motherly-gentle prodding between each subsequent orders they make that gained them few more details from the young Chef about his job and Sponsor.

When it was time to pay the kinda-expensive bill (Mic and Nemuri would later apologize profusely for the FOUR servings of dessert they each ordered), the group stumbled their way out of the Restaurant with bulging bellies and a more relaxed attitude towards its Chef, but not towards the System.

The Nemuri that was watching blushed madly.

"Careful there~" Mount Lady teased. "Don't want to ruin your figure~"

"You be quiet!" she screamed back at her.

"Sensei knows how to keep in shape." Izuku admitted.

"Yep! Gym buddies!" Nemuri said, smirking.

"Wait, what?" Mount Lady asked.

"She's been helping me get back into shape as well," Inko added.

"Yep~"

"And I usually spot both when they weightlift." Izuku added, shrugging.

Parking Lot -

"Okay, this proves it: he is just a good boy caught in some sort of cult-like plans of an eccentric Millionaire fixated with food." Toshinori declared, still puffing a little thanks to his over-filled stomach.

"He did not openly call it a cult. But the way he described this God of Cooking Initiative can easily be passed as such." Nighteye added.

"Yeah, but he surely knows how to make some GODLY Creme Brulee." Mic added.

"And cute rainbow-colored fruit desserts! I could eat that fruit jelly to death and not regret it!" Nemuri added.

"We noticed you loved his desserts." Aizawa answered, bitter.

"I'll pay you back, I swear!" Mic replied with a begging tone.

"Liar."

"A Pro Hero...Never...Never forgets..H-His Wallet...Mic.'' It was sudden, but they saw Toshinori's face turn bright red and his breathing became labored as he leaned forward with both hands on his knees to try to catch his breath.

"You okay?" Nighteye asked.

"I...I feel...Hot...It's too hot...I-I-I'M BURNING!" The Pro Hero gasped for air as he started sweating at an astounding rate.

"Oh, God! Are you allergic to something he cooked with? Why didn't you say something?!" Nemuri gasped in horror.

"I-I was sure I had no allergy to any- IT ITCHES! IT ITCHES SO MUCH!" the man shrieked while tearing off his shirt to rub the crater All for One left on his body after their fight so roughly he drew blood from the deep nails marks he was digging on his side.

All Might groaned. "It was very unpleasant indeed... Even though I'm thankful for being healed fully." He flexed, showing his fixed body. "No pain at all~!"

"And I'm happy we could help," Zaus stated.

"Good Food does wonders for one's health, Hohoho!" Setsuno said, laughing jovially.

"That's miracle Medicine," Recovery Girl said, sighing.

"... I can come help in UA's Infirmary if you want? Once I have learned that myself?" Izuku tried saying.

"Are you trying to cheer me up?"

"Is it working?" He asked, smiling.

"It is, you fool." Recovery answered, smiling and playfully bumping his head with her cane, only with no force in the attack. "You are still going to learn everything to get your Medical Licence, got it?"

Izuku saluted. "Yes ma'am~!"

"... I don't know whether to be proud or annoyed at him taking on so much," Aizawa said, unsure.

"He's a diligent student, that's for sure," Vlad stated.

"I promise I will pace myself; I won't run myself into half-dead tired mode. Promise." Izuku said, bowing.

"We need to train harder," Togaru stated. "He's making 1-B look like slackers."

"That goes for all of us," Toru added. "Need to see if I can manipulate light and visibility soon with how everyone's Quirks are empowering/evolving."

"Your Quirk is the most useful out of all of us if you can do that," Momo stated. "Maybe even heat as well, since light can give off heat."

Toru pulled out a notebook, that was given to her by Joy, to write these ideas down, so was Izuku.

"Calm down, we'll go to Recovery Girl and-" Nighteye TRIED calming him down, but was forced to hurriedly jump back when his old friend projectile vomited on the floor.

"GUAAAAAH!" Toshinori felt a taste outrageously awful travel up his throat at high speed, and what actually came out of his mouth to splatter loudly on the floor was a mass of black rotten flesh smelling of decay.

"What the hell is that?!" Aizawa asked.

"Ngh!"

"Oh, God! He is puking again?!" Mic shrieked in horror at seeing him double-over again.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

To their surprise, they could actually hear Toshinori's heartbeat clearly while the man's eyes bulged out so much they looked ready to plop out of their sockets as he drew back his head...

All Might's face went green, remembering his own experience as well. "That was the most unpleasant part about that whole thing."

"I can tell," Nana stated, grimacing.

"I'll say," En agreed. "Bastard will do anything to win."

"And we'll use anything as well," Hikage stated. "We have one of the strongest users now."

"True," Yooichi agreed.

And screamed.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" it was a howl worthy of a mighty beast, and under the shocked eyes of his friends, the Pro Hero number 1 All Might made his explosive appearance as Toshinori's body transformed even faster than usual, but showed even MORE muscles than what he was famous for once done changing.

"Aah...Aah...Aah..." Toshinori gasped for breath as thick lines of steam escaped his muscles and mouth, every inch of his body was flushed red while his veins bulge-out to pump his blood with furious power; just by looking at him, in fact, POWER was the first thing that would come to mind.

"You okay?" Nighteye asked, faintly.

"I feel...Good? Okay?... I feel great! GREAT! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" a loud, happy laugh escaped the Pro Hero, strong like thunder as he studied his body in wonder as if seeing his own muscles for the first time.

"I feel so strong! Like back in my youth! How?!" Toshinori asked while studying his clenched fists in awe.

There was no longer the fatigue, the pain, that feeling of a vicious hand squeezing his heart whenever he transformed! He was pretty much back to the days when he first got his Quirk from Nana! Burning with energy and...

"Eh?" That thought gave him pause, actually.

It was not like he could 'see' the power of One for All, there was never some visual clue, it was more a feeling of it being there, and after passing it to Mirio, he could FEEL that he had been left with just a few dying embers...

"Wait, you were losing your Quirk?" Mina asked All Might.

The ones that knew about One for All were sweating again.

"I-I'm not ready to talk about it," All Might stated. "I'm sure it'll be explained in one of the chapters."

"It's a very touchy subject. Please, understand." Nighteye said.

"It's one of the reasons I am his successor." Izuku added.

Aizawa groaned. "I hate secrets... But I'll respect your privacy."

THEN WHY THOSE EMBERS HAD NOW TURNED INTO A F***ING SUPERNOVA?!

"N-No way..." he muttered, shocked.

"Toshinori, transform back before someone notices you." Aizawa warned him.

"They are already looking for the source of that scream, they will see you any moment." Mic added.

"R-Right!" still feeling his body ready to explode from the surplus of energy he felt traveling furiously through his veins, Toshinori closed his eyes and focused on himself and dispelled, for the lack of a better term, his 'All Might Form' to return into being his skeletal self.

"...I said to de-transform." Aizawa said.

"I did it,"

"No you didn't, you moron!"

"EH?!" opening his eyes to look at himself, the Number 1 Hero saw that he was still the same mountain of muscles.

"I know I did it! The feeling of turning it off was the same as always!" he then said, frustrated.

"I'll turn it off myself then." Aizawa answered, rolling his eyes, before activating his Quirk and looking straight at All Might. Only for him to remain the same mountain of muscles that now made Broly look like a wet noodle in comparison.

"Eh?"

"Are you doing something wrong, Shouta?" Mic asked, unsure, while Toshinori swiftly moved into a crouch to hide behind Nighteye's car to not be seen.

"No! I am doing what I always do! His Quirk is just staying active!"

Aizawa groaned. "It's like with the Nomu at USJ, I turned off its Quirks, but it was still strong."

"And I can beat that Nomu now with my new and better body~!" All Might stated, smiling. "Might just take me three hits to beat it now~!"

"... Now I wish I had this at the start," Izuku muttered. "Not only could I have trained more, maybe even shortened the time I needed to clean the beach, All Might and I could have more time to train and maybe work together more. Maybe I could have awakened my other powers faster and used them for more ideas... mutter, mutter, mutter..."

"And he's off~!" Ragdoll stated, smiling.

"Wonder if he could do auctions with his speed," Mandalay pondered.

"Maybe rapping as well," Tiger added.

"Mumble Mumble. Actually, I can sing Rap God at double speed. Mumble Mumble Mumble." He answered, briefly interrupting his mumbling spree.

"YOU CAN WHAT!?" Kaminari, Mineta and Niregeki shouted in shock.

"There is also my Super Drill Heaven Spea Tongue Attack. But that is still in the experimental phase until I find somebody that can work as a test subject." He added, too deep in thought to actually notice what the hell he was even admitting.

"Uh, what now?" Toriko asked, lost.

"I'll show it later," Izuku answered.

"... I hope it's like that attack from Gurran Loggan..." Kirishima hoped, wanting to see one of the manliest attacks in Anime become real.

"I think I'd weep in sheer manliness if I saw that," Tetsutetsu admitted.

"Sorry, not my type. It ìs too intimate."

"Too Intim... OOOOH!" A look of realization fell on the more impure members of the group.

"Midoriya! Why are you saying things like that!?" Iida shouted, shocked at his friend's actions..

"... Uh, I say try making a Drill Smash with Black Whip," Kirashima asked, looking lost.

"... Forget it. You have all the rights of digging your grave with your own hands."

"Uh? What? And why are the girls looking at me like that?" Izuku asked, just as lost.

"Exactly." Tenya answered, sighing.

"...Toshinori..." It was then that Nighteye stole a look at the Green Cloud Restaurant to see Izuku standing by the door and looking straight at them with narrowed eyes.

"Yes?"

"I need to use my Quirk on you. I need to check something." he asked.

"Uh? O-Okay, go on." the other replied.

A hand-shake later Nighteye locked eyes with All Might to see the man's future, something he had promised to never again do after foreseeing Toshinori's death.

To his surprise though the same vision lasted barely a few seconds before turning gray and shattering like glass, same going with the Shadow of Death he had always seen hanging around the man, with enough force to almost split Nighteye's head in two with the backlash.

"You okay?!" Nemuri asked at seeing a few drops of blood dripping down the man's nose before he recomposed himself.

"Yes. But, Toshinori, your future changed..." Nighteye said with a low whisper before his head whipped back towards the Restaurant to meet Izuku's eyes.

"..." The young man merely gave a small bow of his head and flashed a tiny satisfied smirk before swiftly turning around to get back to work with the Restaurant door closing behind him by itself.

"What do you mean, my future changed?"

"We need to talk with Recovery Girl, there is something unnatural going on here. Let's go!" Nighteye answered while rapidly mounting his car.

"Can you explain it to us normal mortals too then?!" Nemuri asked with a growl while she and the others too got into Aizawa's car.

"I believe I now know what that System Inc. wants from Midoriya, but I need to have a medical expert confirm my theories first." Nighteye answered.

"To make Host God of Cooking," the System stated.

"We know!" Everyone shouted at the Elder God.

"The System was just trying to be clear."

"It's still surprising, I'm going to be one of those Gods of Cooking," Komatsu said, still not believing it.

"Hey, it just means you have what it takes, and are the best of the best in our world," Toriko stated, patting his partner's back.

Melk smiled at her husband. "And you'll have the best knife maker to help forge your tools of the trade~" she stated, kissing his cheek.

Komatsu had a goofy smile on his face from the kiss.

Inside the Restaurant -

"..."

"Icchan? You okay?" Inko asked immediately once seen her son become pale as a sheet as soon as he returned inside.

"I-I don't feel so well," he admitted while collapsing on a chair.

"IZUKU!" his father and Saito immediately were at his sides to help him sit upright.

"Here, drink this." Momo was right behind them with a glass of cold water, she too looked worried sick just like Inko and Rei were.

"Let him breathe, give him some space!" Seeing people getting worried, the group of Pros Wild Wild Pussycats switched gear from being goofy friends on a break and back into acting like Professional Heroes that moved to keep the situation under control.

"It's okay, Chef Icchan! Take a breath and relax. Young or not you can't overwork yourself!" Tomoko offered with a kind, and incredibly wide, smile.

"I...I am fine..." he tried saying, faintly.

"Not yet, but we are here to help you until you get better." Mandalay answered, she too offered an encouraging smile.

Izuku winced. "Will that happen all the time?"

"It happens when you use too much energy," Zaus informed him. "You'll need to train it more to get better at it.

"And if you give in to stress, especially. You were either too worried or working too much. Both are unhealthy." Setsuno said.

"Quite true." Recovery confirmed.

"I'll make sure to not put too much on my plate," Izuku satteed, making an unintentional food pun.

"Yes, please." Ochako and the other girls asked in chorus.

"He really needs to find a helper, he can't manage everything alone." Momo muttered while looking at the full Restaurant in worry, luckily the guests seemed to understand and were not making a fuss about it.

In truth, unknown to them Izuku was worried for a completely different reason.

"I thought he was going to explode! That scream was not normal!" the young Chef thought in near-hysterical terror.

"That was fully between predictions, Host Izuku. The overabundance of Life and Vitality Energies inside the dish have saturated All Might's body up to 400%, cleansing his organism and recharging his Spirit and Vitality, and also rejuvenating his dying Quirk as a Side Effect."

"...Dying Quirk? He was losing his Quirk?! What kind of illness does that?!" Izuku asked, confused.

"An artificial tumor-like infection of the blood, Host Izuku. In order for him to expel and repair all the damage left behind by that thing, enormous quantities of Vitality had to be infused. In 24 hours his body will burn through the excess energy and he will find himself back to what could be called 'Youth Days of his Prime'. Congratulations! Jewel Meat has already been unlocked and several tons of it loaded in the Restaurant Storage Area, it is now possible to request it freely when cooking. Have no fear, just like with every other Ingredient stored by the System, it won't spoil but remain perfectly fresh.

Success! Thanks to the bonus in Experience Points from the Abrupt Mission, Host Izuku has reached Level 2 on the path to becoming the God of Cooking of the Hero World! Physical and Mental Stats have increased accordingly and Higher Quality Ingredients can be exchanged with the System. 'Vitality Cooking Training' can now be initiated along with 'Advanced Dessert-making Training'. Keep working hard, young man!" the System answered.

"As long as nothing bad happens...And more things to train in?!... At least they sound interesting." Izuku muttered with a sigh and finally recovered a bit of color on his face, to everybody's relief.

"Of course, the System will enforce carefulness in the Host to avoid them overworking." System said.

"Says the one who pushed him to it," Gaia shot back.

"The System does no such thing."

"Suuuuuure," Joy said, rolling his eye. He was promptly smacked by The System.

UA University – Infirmary - One Hour Later -

A short old woman was looking at the results of her tests while a very ashamed Toshinori, still in muscle form, silently dressed back with a very red face.

Apparently, whatever affected him that much also worked on his...Little Might...as Recovery Girl, Nezu and the group of friends that took him back to the school had the misfortune to see when he undressed under the woman's orders.

As soon as Toshinori had remained in his 'All Might Printed' boxers, they all saw the impressive and furious tent he had pitched, causing the great All Might to shriek in shame and cover himself while hiding in a corner.

"Well, the little show you gave us was already a good telling..." Recovery Girl started saying.

"You had Erectile Dysfunction?! That's why you and Ryukyu-"

"MIC!" Toshinori shrieked back in high octaves, silencing the guy.

"You and Ryukyu? AH! I knew it!" Nemuri exclaimed, guffawing.

"As I was saying!" the old woman roared angrily enough to silence the people in her office.

"Your awakening down there was already a telling sight of something changing inside your body, but the blood test I took right after confirmed it: you have healed. Every reading has been shot way off the chart, but everything seems to be slowly stabilizing already." she said.

"Healed? As in...I am free?" Toshinori asked with a small voice.

"I double-checked and used that rotten piece of flesh you brought along for cross-reference. Whatever they did to you, your body expelled that thing by itself and is at the moment healing all the damage at an insane rate. I will keep checking, but I am pretty much certain you defeated that thing. You won, so to speak." Recovery Girl answered.

Mirko was now starting to tease her friend. "So~ You and All Might huh~? The Knight and the Dragon~"

"What about it? We used to have a fling. Nothing too outrageous, apparently in there the thing is still going."

Mirko's jaw dropped. "Wait, you actually dated him?"

"... He was a good man..." she answered, blushing. "I have my eye on an Emerald now."

"That I can agree on~" she said, nudging her friend.

"And his Quirk?" Nighteye asked.

"What about it? It's still there, maybe it is just reacting with your Cure and will probably settle down soon. What have you done exactly? I hope you did not take any experimental medicines without a proper Doctor following you!" she answered, before looking at him with narrowed eyes.

"Well...You see..." Toshinori said, unsure.

"TOSHI!" the woman yelled in disappointment.

"Ow, come on! He just had some fish! Don't be so melodramatic," Mic exclaimed in annoyance.

"Fish?" she blurted-out, confused.

"MIC!" Nezu groaned in disbelief.

"Ah!...Oops?" the man offered with a forced and guilty smile.

Aizawa gave Mic a deadpan.

"Ah... Oops?" He said the same thing as his counterpart.

Tina shook her head. "You need to learn when and where to speak, dear."

Mic just slumped in defeat.

"What's funny is that you can keep "Hero secrets" but not normal ones." Nemuri said, chuckling.

"God, you have the same ability of a five-year-old when it comes to keeping secrets." Aizawa muttered, facepalming.

"How could an idiot like you make it to Pro Hero status?" Nemuri added.

"Details. NOW!" Recovery Girl hissed.

Sigh! "I will be the one explaining, if you don't mind, at least like that I will also offer a few theories about it, maybe together we'll be able to understand what is happening." Nighteye answered, sighing in dismay.

As the System predicted, Toshinori's miraculous recovery and the resurrection of his Quirk caused the staff of AU to put Izuku fully on their radar, something that made the young Chef momentarily stop his night training to sigh in dismay once the Entity delivered him the news Heroes too other than Villains was growing interested in him.

He just wanted to manage his Restaurant! Was it SO HARD to ask?

Completely unaware of the full 'Range' of his own ability to attract troubles, he was also oblivious that Ochako Uraraka happened to read his AD on the local newspaper where the young Chef listed what he looked for in a Waiter or Waitress for his Restaurant, with the girl deciding to give it a try both for some extra cash to help her family along...AND to 'Test the Waters' and know the Chef better.

"It should be a harmless-enough way to see if he DOES have feelings for me, and if I can possibly return them or not..." Ochako muttered, unsure.

Momo started to tease Ochaco. "Looks like it's your turn soon~"

Ochaco just blushed, looking away.

Just then, the screen turned off and the lights turned back on.

"Looks like the chapter is over," Mic stated.

"Important one too. Soon things will be set in motion, out of Fate design." Joy said, sighing.

"Unfortunately, you being a Chef won't stop Fate from requiring your help. For what it's worth, we offer our apologies." He'art added.

Izuku sighs. "Seems like my life at this point."

"Okay. Another thirty-minute break so we can set up the next part." Xara stated. He then looked to Jiro. "Want to hang out again, or be with your lovers?"

Jiro looked at the others. "Do you mind if I go and listen to more-?"

"Yes, go," they all told her, making her smile.

Everyone got up and left the room to take a break.

To Bo Continued...

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And that's the seventh chapter.

Joy: The kind of last one where things are kind of normal for Izuku, then it's all downhill from there.

Momo: "I hope he does okay."

He'll be fine. Trust us.

Momo: "I trust you, not him." (Points thumb at Joy, mostly as a jab.)

Joy: Sorry, can't accept that.

Anyways. We hope you all enjoyed this chapter of our reaction story. If you have any feedback, please leave them in the comments. And please Like, Follow, Star, Kudos and whatever you do on what sight you read this on.

Joy: Take care, have fun and enjoy life. Thank you for reading.

Momo: "See you all next time."

Yes, hope you all enjoyed it. See you all in the next chapter.

Joy: Byeeeeeee!

Links to my Co-Writer's pages:

https://archiveofourown.org/users/JoySeeker101/pseuds/JoySeeker101

https://www.fanfiction.net/u/4123328/