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Nezu sat behind his desk with his paws crossed and a steaming cup of tea in front of him. All Might stood beside the window in his muscular form, arms crossed over his chest, sporting a beaming smile.
Aizawa leaned against the wall with his sleeping bag tucked under his arm and his eyes half closed, looking like he hadn't slept in two full days, which was probably true. Recovery Girl sat in one of the chairs with her cane propped between her knees, eyeing Nezu's cup with obvious annoyance.
The silence stretched out uncomfortably for several seconds until Aizawa broke it without moving from his spot.
"Director, I'm gonna be straight with you," he said in a flat voice. "I've got practical exams to design and paperwork piling up since last week. Why exactly am I here on a Monday afternoon?"
Nezu lifted the cup delicately and took a long sip before answering.
"Patience, Aizawa kun. We're waiting for Kayama kun. She has information about one of your students that's gonna change how we understand his Quirk completely."
All Might frowned slightly and his smile wavered at the corners.
"One of the kids? Who exactly are we talking about, Director Nezu?"
"Midoriya Izuku."
Aizawa peeled himself off the wall and his expression hardened immediately.
"If you dragged me all the way out here over last week's behavior incidents, you already know Kayama said she'd handle the situation."
All Might let out a low laugh that sounded completely nervous.
"Heh... heh... w-well, young Midoriya has had a few misunderstandings during combat training, but I'm sure... totally sure, that there's a perfectly reasonable explanation behind everything..."
His voice trailed off toward the end as a bead of sweat rolled down his temple.
THUNK.
Recovery Girl struck the floor with the tip of her cane.
"Toshinori, stop babbling like a scared teenager," she said sharply. "Director, I've been following Midoriya's medical file since day one of classes. His Quirk is cataloged as Train, support type and personal enhancement. Are you telling me the classification is wrong after forty years working here?"
Nezu tilted his head with exaggerated courtesy.
"Wrong isn't the right word, Chiyo. I'd say incomplete instead. And in this particular case, incomplete is a rather worrying word."
The door opened before Aizawa could ask what the hell that meant.
Midnight walked in with a notebook pressed against her chest and a seductive smile. She wore her full hero costume and her hair was perfectly styled, like she'd just stepped out of her office.
"Sorry I'm late, gentlemen," she said as she shut the door with her hip. "I was reviewing my notes and, trust me, it was worth taking the time to do it right."
She walked into the center of the office with slow movements and looked at each person present.
"Hi, Toshi. Shouta, you been pulling two days without sleep again? It shows on your face."
Aizawa stared at her without blinking.
"Kayama, get to the point."
Midnight clicked her tongue with amusement.
"Tch. Boring as always. Not even a decent hello after all this time without seeing each other."
She stopped in front of Nezu's desk and opened the notebook slowly while holding it against her chest in a way that let the men see the pages full of tight handwriting.
"Alright, I'm gonna spare you the suspense because, honestly, I've got too much valuable info to dose it out with dramatic games," she paused. "Midoriya Izuku doesn't have a personal training Quirk. He has a Quirk for analyzing and boosting other people's Quirks."
She let the words sink in for a second before continuing.
"And the reason he's been touching breasts in public during practices is because contact with areas of high adipose tissue concentration is how his Quirk activates properly."
All Might let out a strangled sound while his radiant smile twisted involuntarily to one side.
Aizawa closed his eyes slowly and pinched the bridge of his nose with two fingers.
"Kayama," he said in a dangerously calm voice. "I want to be absolutely sure I heard what I think I heard."
"You heard it perfectly, sweetheart," Midnight winked at him with malice. "Boys these days are fascinating creatures."
Recovery Girl leaned forward, gripping the cane with both hands.
"Continue, Nemuri. And please, none of your usual theatrical drama."
"Drama? Me?" Midnight brought her free hand to her chest in feigned offense. "Fine, fine. I promise I'll behave."
She opened the notebook fully and started reading the notes Izuku had written.
"Midoriya's Quirk works through direct physical contact. When he touches someone, he can read detailed information about their Quirk: official name, internal mechanics, current limitations, untapped potential, and suggested evolution routes with specific exercises."
All Might blinked several times while processing the information.
"That sounds... extraordinarily useful for professional hero training."
"Hold on, Toshi," Midnight raised a finger with perfectly painted red nails. "I haven't gotten to the really good part yet."
She flipped a page of the notebook with a slow movement.
"The Quirk has depth levels depending on the exact point of contact. A casual touch on the shoulder or hand gives him basic info. Maybe the name of the Quirk and a surface description of how it works. But if he wants access to deep analysis of the kind that lets him rewrite the complete potential of a Quirk and design personalized training programs..."
She paused and Aizawa cut in with a grunt.
"Kayama, please."
"He needs to touch areas with high adipose tissue concentration," Midnight pronounced the words with venomous sweetness. "Breasts, glutes, thighs. The more intimate the contact and the longer the duration, the more detailed the information he gets."
Aizawa rubbed his face with both hands like he was trying to erase the conversation from his memory.
"I can't believe I'm hearing this during work hours."
All Might, visibly red now, swallowed hard.
"S-so when young Midoriya touched young Uraraka during the combat exercise...?"
"He was activating his Quirk to boost hers temporarily, exactly," Midnight nodded with obvious satisfaction. "And by the way, Uraraka pulled off things with her Zero Gravity during that fight that she'd never done before. Inverted gravitational control, simultaneous manipulation of multiple objects, building solid structures out of floating debris. All while keeping the boost active that Midoriya gave her."
Recovery Girl drummed her fingers on the head of her cane while studying Midnight with a calculating expression.
"And do you have proof of this, Nemuri? Because so far all I've got is an interesting theory based on anecdotal observations."
Midnight shot her a fake hurt look.
"Chiyo, you're cruel when you doubt my word. I absolutely adore everything about you."
She flipped through several pages of the notebook until she found the section she was looking for.
"Of course I have proof. Following direct instructions from Director Nezu, I asked Midoriya to use his Quirk on me during our private session to verify exactly what he was saying. And what I got as a result... well, listen for yourselves and judge."
She started reading directly from the notes written in Izuku's tight handwriting.
"Quirk: Somnambulist. User: Nemuri Kayama. The Quirk operates through exocrine glands distributed throughout the epidermis, secreting pheromone compounds with a soporific effect. Current limitation: single effect on the nervous system, only induction of deep sleep. Untapped potential..."
She raised her voice slightly while enjoying the moment.
"Induction of acute fear, induction of uncontrollable rage, induction of lust with marked disinhibition, amnesic mist that erases recent contextual memory, control of molecular density to create solid projectiles of condensed pheromone, berserker mode through self application of a stimulant variant, and subatomic dispersion to penetrate sealed physical barriers."
Recovery Girl stood up slowly from her chair, leaning on the cane, and looked at Midnight with disbelief.
"You're telling me a first year student identified advanced functions of your Quirk that you yourself didn't know about after a whole professional career as a hero?"
"Exactly that, granny," Midnight closed the notebook and opened it again just to have something to play with between her hands. "And he didn't stop there. He gave me specific training routes with concrete exercises, medical warnings about the risks of each variant, and suggestions about when I should attempt each new development under professional supervision."
She smiled with obvious malice.
"All while he had his hand on my breast and used the other one as a desk for the notebook, by the way. The kid has admirable multitasking ability."
All Might stumbled a step backward while his muscular form trembled slightly.
"By all the gods."
Aizawa stared at her with a completely flat expression.
"And Midoriya explained all this voluntarily when you confronted him?"
"When I confronted him properly, yes," Midnight tilted her head. "The kid has natural talent and refreshing honesty. He's one of your best students, Shouta. Even if you find it hard to admit out loud."
Nezu set the cup down on the desk and climbed onto his chair so he could meet everyone at eye level.
"As you can clearly see, the situation is considerably more complex than it appeared at first glance," he said in a friendly voice. "Midoriya isn't, as some might superficially think, an opportunistic pervert taking advantage of his classmates. He's a student with an extraordinarily valuable Quirk for hero development that has activation requirements that are... let's say, socially complicated."
Aizawa crossed his arms over his chest while looking at him.
"Director, with all due respect. That doesn't change the fundamental fact that he touched a classmate's breasts in front of the whole class during a supervised practice. Regardless of the technical reason behind the act, it's still inappropriate conduct that violates physical contact protocols."
All Might raised a hand while taking on a more serious tone than usual.
"Aizawa, hear me out for a moment before taking a firm position. If his Quirk requires intimate contact to function at maximum potential, then punishing him for using it during a combat practice would be the equivalent of punishing young Todoroki for using fire during an exercise. We'd be penalizing the legitimate use of his natural ability."
"Toshinori, Todoroki doesn't need to touch his classmates' breasts to light a flame," Aizawa replied dryly. "The comparison is ridiculous and we both know it perfectly well."
THUNK.
Recovery Girl struck the floor with her cane again and the conversation came to a dead stop. Everyone looked at her as she walked slowly toward the center of the office with short steps, leaning on the cane.
"Before you keep arguing about punishments or special permissions, I need you to listen to something important you probably haven't considered."
All Might tilted his head with curiosity.
"What exactly are you referring to, Recovery Girl?"
She pointed directly at Midnight with the cane while she spoke.
"Nemuri, your Somnambulist Quirk requires exposed skin to function at peak performance. Is that correct or incorrect?"
"Absolutely correct, granny," Midnight smiled at her with amusement. "More exposed skin means a larger dispersion area."
"Don't call me granny, you insolent girl," Recovery Girl shot her a stern look. "Tell me one thing with complete honesty. Were you always this provocative and uninhibited with your body? Or did your seductive personality appear gradually after manifesting your Quirk?"
Midnight opened her mouth to throw out an automatic flirty comment, but stopped halfway through the gesture. Her smile softened slightly while she thought about the question.
I never actually thought about it that way, she thought as something cold ran down her spine. But now that she mentions it directly...
"I don't entirely remember..." she finally admitted in a more serious voice. "But from what I know, before the age of four I was considerably more reserved and less enthusiastic."
Recovery Girl nodded with satisfaction while giving a sharp tap to the floor.
"Your Quirk requires a seductive and uninhibited personality to function at maximum potential. Your mind adapted gradually to the demands of your power over the years, not the other way around," she turned to the others. "Another clear example: Endeavor. His Quirk is Hellflame, destructive high temperature fire. How would you describe his dominant personality?"
Aizawa answered without lifting his eyes from the floor.
"Explosive, aggressive, temperamental and arrogant."
"Correct," Recovery Girl nodded while pointing the cane at him. "His Quirk directly feeds his violent temperament. He can't be a peaceful or calm person because his internal power doesn't allow it on a fundamental psychological level. The fire needs to come out."
All Might began to understand where the logic was heading and his radiant smile vanished completely while his eyebrows pulled together.
"You're suggesting that young Midoriya's Quirk is... actively influencing his social behavior."
"I'm not suggesting anything," Recovery Girl said firmly. "I'm declaring a medical fact based on forty years of clinical observation. Quirks don't only affect the physical body. They also shape the user's mind and behavior in subtle ways. I've seen it thousands of times in patients."
She walked toward the window while she kept talking.
"Think carefully about the exact mechanics of Midoriya's Quirk. It requires intimate contact with specific areas of the female body to function at maximum potential. What kind of social conduct do you think a Quirk like that unconsciously pushes a heterosexual boy to develop?"
Midnight stopped smiling completely while she processed it.
"His Quirk is unconsciously training him to be bolder and more daring, more willing to cross conventional social limits to establish direct physical contact with women," she said in a low voice. "His biological power fundamentally needs him to act that way to fulfill its function."
"That's right, now you've got the point," Recovery Girl nodded. "I'm saying Midoriya might not be entirely in conscious control of those contact seeking impulses. His Quirk is exerting constant psychological pressure beneath the surface."
Aizawa clenched his jaw while staring at the floor.
"So you're suggesting we should let him touch breasts freely because his Quirk pushes him to do it through unconscious pressure. I have to listen to this seriously as an official proposal?"
Recovery Girl looked at him sternly.
"Shouta, don't make me repeat myself like you're some stubborn student. I'm suggesting we should honestly recognize that we're facing something that goes considerably beyond typical adolescent perversion. If his Quirk is as strategically valuable as Nemuri suggests based on direct evidence, we have a professional responsibility to help him develop it ethically and in a controlled way. And along the way, protect him from himself before he crosses an irreversible line."
Aizawa stared at her for several full seconds before answering.
"I don't like the situation at all. But I recognize it's logical from a medical perspective."
Nezu joined his paws in front of himself while observing the exchange with obvious satisfaction.
"Chiyo is absolutely right. Midoriya possesses a potentially revolutionary Quirk for the strategic training of professional heroes. If he can identify hidden potential in other users and provide concrete optimized development routes, his long term strategic value is, frankly, incalculable for hero society."
All Might nodded slowly while recovering part of his heroic posture.
"An analysis Quirk like that could completely change the way we train the entire next generation of professional heroes."
"But we also have to honestly recognize," Nezu continued while raising a paw, "that his Quirk creates significant ethical and social conflicts. We can't simply let him touch students without proper consent. And we also can't forbid him from using his Quirk completely during practices. Both options would be a terrible waste."
Midnight crossed one leg over the other while leaning against the desk.
"Then he needs specific professional training. Just like I had to learn to use mine appropriately, this kid needs to learn to handle his with clear limits."
"Correct, Nemuri san," Nezu smiled. "That's why I'm proposing the following four point protocol."
He raised a paw to enumerate.
"One. Midoriya will receive mandatory training sessions with Kayama on professional conduct in situations of necessary intimate physical contact. He'll learn to obtain proper consent, establish clear limits before contact, and maintain professionalism even in personally compromising circumstances."
"Happy to take on the responsibility," Midnight licked her lips slowly. "It's gonna be educational for both of us."
Aizawa shot her a glare.
"Kayama."
"What? It's literally my job as a professional educator, Shouta."
Nezu cleared his throat politely while regaining everyone's attention.
"Two. Chiyo kun will monitor his mental and physical health regularly to make sure the unconscious pressure of his Quirk isn't causing dangerous side effects or pathological compulsive conduct."
"Completely accepted," Recovery Girl nodded firmly. "I'm gonna keep him under close medical surveillance for the rest of the year."
"Three. Toshinori kun and Aizawa kun will directly supervise his Quirk use during all practical combat and rescue exercises."
Aizawa let out a long, tired sigh.
"I honestly can't believe I'm agreeing to this protocol, but I get the professional logic behind it. I'll do it."
"Yes, of course, for the sake of young Midoriya's development!" All Might recovered his beaming smile while punching the air with a fist. "And, uh... for the sake of proper school decorum, naturally."
"And four, the most important rule of all the ones established," Nezu kept his paw in the air. "Nobody tells Midoriya directly that his Quirk is unconsciously influencing his social behavior."
The four of them looked at him at the same time with obvious surprise.
Recovery Girl frowned while striking the floor.
"And why the hell shouldn't we tell him, Nezu? He has a right to know what's happening with his own mind."
"Because if we give him a convenient biological excuse for his bold conduct, he could use it as psychological justification for not making an effort to control himself," Nezu picked up his cup again calmly. "It's considerably preferable that he keeps firmly believing he has to use personal discipline and conscious self control to behave professionally. The internal pressure of being completely responsible for his own actions is gonna keep him in line better than any external intervention or medical excuse we could offer him."
Midnight laughed with amusement.
"You're terrible when you put your mind to it, director. Machiavellian to the bone."
"I'm a professional educator, Nemuri san," Nezu took a calm sip of tea. "Constructive manipulation is a fundamental part of the pedagogical craft."
Aizawa looked completely exhausted by the whole conversation.
"Sometimes I seriously wonder how I ended up working for you," he muttered while rubbing his eyes.
"Because nobody else in Japan would put up with you as a colleague, Shouta," Midnight gave him a condescending pat on the shoulder as she passed by him.
"Kayama, don't touch me without permission."
Aizawa and All Might walked together down the empty corridor after the meeting officially ended. All Might had returned to his weakened form the moment he crossed through the office door. He coughed once, covering his mouth with a closed fist, and spit a bit of blood into a handkerchief that he stowed away quickly.
"Toshinori, that's not healthy at all," Aizawa glanced at him sideways while they walked.
"I know, I know perfectly well," the number one hero shrunk a little under the oversized sweater. "But, Aizawa, listen for a second. About all this with young Midoriya..."
"I have a lot of doubts still, Toshinori," Aizawa interrupted. "A Quirk that requires touching breasts to function properly sounds exactly like the universe playing a bad joke on us."
All Might sighed with a tired smile while they kept moving.
"I know perfectly. But if Recovery Girl is right about the Quirk's direct influence on his psychological behavior, punishing him severely would be unfair. It'd be almost cruel to penalize him for something out of his conscious control."
Aizawa stopped in the middle of the hallway and looked at him head on with a serious expression.
"The fundamental problem isn't only the Quirk itself. The real problem is that he's physically touching female classmates in public during supervised exercises. Even with prior verbal consent from the girls, that's gonna create huge problems eventually. With family members, with the media, with the U.A. board of directors. What Nezu is proposing works perfectly in medical theory, but in social practice it's a giant minefield."
All Might had no immediate answer for that. He walked a few more steps in silence while processing the words.
"Aizawa. You're always the most realistic and practical of all of us educators."
"Somebody has to be in this place," Aizawa resumed walking. "I'm gonna keep a close eye on him during all the practices. If I see clear signs that he's abusing the special permission or crossing inappropriate limits, I report it immediately without thinking twice. I don't care how strategically valuable his Quirk is in the long run."
"Got it..." All Might nodded while coughing again.
After the others left the office, Recovery Girl and Midnight stayed a few more minutes talking. Nezu had already left them alone, withdrawing to some other administrative engagement.
Recovery Girl poured herself a cup of the tea Nezu had left and sat down with a tired sigh while leaning the cane against the desk.
"Nemuri, I'm gonna ask you something directly and I want the truth. Do you really think this is ethical from any moral perspective?"
Midnight shrugged with honesty uncommon for her.
"Ethical according to what standards exactly, granny? If you're asking me by conventional school conduct standards, probably not at all. But if you're asking me whether it's absolutely necessary for his development, I tell you yes without hesitating for a second. If Midoriya's Quirk can do for others what he did for me in a single afternoon of contact, it'd be a crime to waste it for conservative morality."
"I clearly told you not to call me granny, girl."
"Sorry, Chiyo," Midnight smiled affectionately.
Recovery Girl shook her head while taking a sip of the hot tea.
"You have to be very careful with this, girl. An analysis Quirk like that, in the morally wrong hands, would be extremely dangerous for society. And a kid with active hormones isn't exactly the most suitable hands in the world."
"Luckily, Midoriya seems to be a good kid with solid moral values," Midnight played with the ribbon of her notebook. "It's adorable how shameless he can be when he wants something."
"Nemuri."
"What? It's the truth."
Recovery Girl took another sip of tea and looked at her with maternal severity.
"One thing before you leave. If I find out you cross some inappropriate professional limit with Midoriya during the private training sessions, I swear I'm gonna prescribe you a whole week of tedious administrative paperwork. Did you hear me clearly?"
Midnight raised her hands in surrender while laughing.
"Yeah, yeah, boss. Don't worry at all, I'll keep my hands completely still during the lessons."
"Nemuri."
"It's a joke! Seriously, I promise."
When Recovery Girl stood up to finally leave, Midnight stayed sitting in the chair a moment longer while she looked at the notebook in her hands with a thoughtful expression.
Although the training sessions are definitely gonna be intense, she thought with a slow smile. The poor kid has no idea what exactly he got himself into by confessing his Quirk.
She got up from the chair while putting the notebook against her chest and walked toward the door with confident steps.
But he'll learn fast. They always learn fast when the motivation is sufficiently... stimulating.