"I think that we all would like an explanation for this," Todoroki said calmly as Izuku dragged Eraserhead into their fake hideout. However, since it was a "fake", they had to act as if it was real and that Izuku had committed actual treachery instead of taking a rational decision.

So much of work done to just keep Eraserhead from guessing their actual teamwork.

Izuku had told him about his past with Bakugo, giving him the reason why he destroyed his Quirk. About bullies for beating him up for being Quirkless. But not more than that. He never told him about All Might breaking his heart.

Izuku had told him about Tomura being abused at home and eventually orphaned due to his unstable Quirk. But not more than that. He never told him how deeply gone his adoptive brother was.

Izuku had told him about Todoroki being treated no more than a scientific experiment, a gadget for overuse. He never told him about why Endeavor had flat out never pursued this investigation. (He had been scared).

These little bits of ommission, they would add up to maximum effect later. These seeds of doubt which he could sow would fester, because Aizawa necessarily couldn't talk to anyone about it. He suspected that Aizawa knew his and Todoroki's story, and he had just given his version of it.

A much bloodier one than the man had previously heard for sure.

Now if he did say about All Might's fantastic advice, he would be placing himself in jeopardy. That bit of information was crucial to his whole being, the moment he actively started pursuing vigilantism which soon became villainy. If he did say about Endeavor's cowardice, then Aizawa would simply be prompted to try harder. He didn't reveal the true identity of Dabi either. He didn't tell him about Tomura's true name, which could be brandished as a weapon later.

After all, what can break the might of the nation more than the former Symbol of Peace breaking down and all his flaws exposed in a swift swipe?

In a way, Izuku acknowledged, it was a skill he had picked up from All For One himself.

Manipulation to achieve his ends.

"Well, then Eraserhead shall explain it promptly."

Aizawa surveyed the group in front of him warily. Shoto Todoroki was present. So was Tomura Shigaraki. Kurogiri was trailing behind Izuku. Or Shirakumo as the boy liked to claim.

It wasn't that much of a desire to see his friend again as was the fact that he wanted to spare his family undue grief lest the villains tried to use this information as a bait or something.

Dabi was looking deceptively bored atop a box, looking surprised when roused from his video game. Their movements were slow, as if in actual surprise, but something about the entire setting felt deliberate to him. Toga cocked her head at him, filing her nails with a knife. He felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up when a dangerous presence made itself known behind him.

"I wasn't aware that Eraserhead was invited to Shigaraki's gaming nights," Stain said, leaning on the door. Aizawa was surrounded.

"Well, he previously wasn't, but Izuku had felt him to be a worthy inclusion," Todoroki said dryly, snapping his book shut.

"The only game we are playing here is one of life and death," Aizawa said dryly, "And I have come here upon the knowledge that there was a serious villain issue in the Yakuza that desperately required attention? Something similar in the nature of the Trigger drugs which I had investigated years prior to this?"

"Yeah," Tomura said finally looking up from his console, "Some nuttercase decided to weaponise the blood and skin cells of a little girl to make Quirk Erasing drugs. We believe the nature of the drugs shall interest you, if nothing else. After all, it's quite similar to your Quirk."

"That's what it sounds like, yes," Aizawa said, banishing the revulsion he felt from the treatment of the little girl, "Which Yakuza is it, if I might enquire?"

"Shie Hassaikai," Izuku said, cheerfully, taking out a notebook as if to read from it, "Tomura-kun, Todoroki-kun and the rest, I thought we could use some help from an underground hero on this. Especially due to the nature of the girl's Quirk, which I believe, might be rewinding time on humans."

"As much as we are absolutely delighted to be included in the rest," Dabi drawled, "I believe that we shall require more reasons to not massacre him on the spot."

"For one," Izuku said, biting his nails, "He can take care of the girl, by Erasing her Quirk if it becomes too much or too destructive which we can't do. And for another, he doesn't really have any choice."

"Indeed," Tomura said, leaping down to saunter up to the man, "Care to explain the reason for the second statement?"

"He might or might not get a reunion with his friend whose death crafted many of his present behavior."

Tomura's smile was unholy as he said,

"Sounds festive."

"Remind me again why we are stuck in this horrid internship?" Shinso groaned as they walked to the Nighteye Agency.

"Because some fucker decided that it would be fucking hilarious to make me embarrass myself. And that fucker was proved wrong, so we are stuck," Bakugo shot back.

Shinso snorted.

They came up to the office. Nighteye, Mirio and Bubble Girl were waiting for them.

Nighteye looked more than just mildly irritated.

Bubble Girl looked torn between terror and relief.

And Mirio looked like Mirio as usual.

"Good morning," Shinso said, nudging Bakugo who gave a glare and a grunt. He sighed. Bakugo would never learn the necessity of social graces, apparently.

"Good morning," Nighteye said curtly, "You shall be going for patrols today. Mirio shall show the both of you around. We are trailing this particular shady yazuka group, called the Shie Hassaikai. They have been moving around a lot ever since All Might's retirement, especially under their leader Overhaul. His Quirk, Overhaul, lets him dissemble and reassemble things, so it's potentially very dangerous. You all won't be involved in the front lines now, it's just minor patrol. All clear?"

"Yes, sir," Shinso said while Bakugo merely gave another grunt.

He was really an angry Pomerian.