Silence descends on the room quickly after Chuuya's words, a few of the students have looks of clear disbelief on their faces. Admittedly, he can understand why they seem in shock by his words, two infamous criminals need babysitters to go in a kitchen? Just saying it like that sounds stupid, add on that little glaring contest he had with that Bakugou kid and it somehow gets worse. It is, unfortunately, the situation he finds himself in and not some poorly executed joke. If no one starts moving he might just end up starving, which actually raises another question, if no one comes with them do they just not get to eat? That doesn't sound like something self-righteous heroes would do though, so maybe Aizawa would go with them? Speaking of, Aizawa had asked Iida to watch over them earlier, so he must be the most responsible of the class, with that in mind Chuuya shoots the kid a serious look in hopes that he'll say something.
It seems to work as a moment later the shock wipes from his face, he takes a look around at the other 1A kids before responding, "As your class president I will volunteer." His tone is both serious and reassuring, almost like he's about to head into battle. In all honesty, Chuuya finds it very amusing, the worst thing that could happen in that kitchen would be a lack of canned crab. The reason being that Dazai would start hanging off Chuuya and whining like a toddler who got denied ice cream or some other treat. Even then, the 1A kids could just block their ears or something and be fine, so yeah, no need for the over-dramatics.
Some other kid stands up from his seat, "I'll come with you, Iida." His tone is much the same as Iida's but that isn't what Chuuya notices, no, that would be the kid's green hair. Back in Yokohama Chuuya is often the subject of stares and unwanted questions, most of them going along the lines of 'Is that hair natural?' and 'Are you a foreigner?' It's beyond annoying having to constantly repeat the same things, things like 'Yes it's natural' and 'Yes I'm Japanese' and 'No you absolutely cannot touch my hair.' It's tiring to deal with, even more so with that idiot Dazai teasing him about it all the time. It's rare to see anyone with unique coloured hair back home, but here in Quirked society, no one gives Chuuya's hair a second glance. It makes complete sense why, after all, mutant Quirks are far more noticeable than hair colour, but still, it's weird. It's such a small detail compared to the various other things he could be focusing on, such as the burning glare from Bakugou, and yet it still stands out to him.
The brainwashing kid from earlier also stands up, "Hope you don't mind me tagging along." Iida and the greenhead seem the slightest bit relieved upon hearing this, either because they now outnumber him and Dazai or because they believe the kid's brainwashing will keep attacks at bay. It wouldn't, not with Dazai around, but whatever, the quicker he can grab some food the quicker he can head to his room. There won't be anything to do in his room but it sounds far more enjoyable than sitting with a bunch of hero wannabes and being stared at.
Although, as the trio of 1A kids make their way into the kitchen Chuuya can't help but feel on guard. Initially, the unassuming purple-haired kid had slipped under his radar in terms of being a threat, compared to his flashy classmates Chuuya had thought the kid would be an easy takedown. Now though, things are different. Explosions, fire, electricity- none of that poses a threat to Chuuya, but brainwashing? The mere thought of his carefully maintained control being stripped away leaves him on edge, his instincts urge him to take the kid out before something can go down. Losing the control he prides himself on could never end well for two reasons, his Ability and Arahabaki.
Upon the Tainted Sorrow is a powerful Ability, no one can deny that, but what people don't seem to understand is that using it requires perfect control. Even just one slip of focus and a building crumples like a can, one misstep and his enemies shoot up to space before they can even blink. Hell, if Chuuya wanted to he could level a town in a matter of moments, all he would have to do is make contact with that first building. That kid has no idea about any of that, he has no idea how precise you have to be when controlling gravity to avoid chaos. If he ordered Chuuya to do something, like say increase the weight on someone, then the lack of specific orders would certainly lead to a death.
And then, of course, the issue of Arahabaki. Chuuya has never been brainwashed so, in all honesty, he has no clue if Corruption would automatically trigger should he lose his control and frankly, he doesn't want to find out. Right now not a soul outside of Yokohama knows about Corruption, if the pros do find out then things could go south fast. If they find out that Chuuya is a bigger threat than previously thought then Nedzu may just kick them out of UA, in that situation they either end up in prison or fighting a whole fuck tonne of pro heroes. Then there's the chance the government will be curious about him, about Arahabaki… If that happened, well, Chuuya would rather commit double suicide with Dazai than end up in some lab again.
Never mind All Might, that kid is by far the biggest threat.
He doesn't let any of that show on his face though, lest the 1A kids think he's intimidated by them. Instead, he follows the trio into the kitchen, which turns out to be just as large and fancy as the common area.
The three students sit down around the island counter, each with varying looks of suspicion and anxiety on their faces. Chuuya pays them no mind, instead, he begins familiarising himself with the kitchen layout and organisation. Dazai won't cook anything, well he might try and then give himself food poisoning. The point is that Chuuya will be doing the cooking for them so knowing where everything is will be helpful. He searches through most of the kitchen, only avoiding the cupboards with students' names on, and finds exactly no canned crab.
"No crab, you'll have to actually eat something else for a change." He explains while pulling out some rice. Maybe another night he can make something more complex for the two of them but since it's their first day he'll pick something easier, stir fried rice fits that just perfectly. There should be some vegetables in the fridge that he could include, maybe even some meat if he's lucky.
Dazai, who surprisingly wasn't making a nuisance of himself before this, gasps dramatically and dumps his body weight onto Chuuya. Despite being taller he doesn't weigh all that much, something that is both worrying and fortunate at times. Worrying because he surely can't be eating enough and fortunate as it allows Chuuya to pick him up without any issue. Before the idiot can even begin whining Chuuya easily pushes him onto the island counter before making a speedy getaway towards the large fridge.
Unsurprisingly, Dazai makes no attempt to move from his new spot and instead slumps down further. The 1A students sitting across from him seem uncomfortable by his presence, even more so when he peeks his eye out from behind bandaged arms. "Ahh, I dread to think what the Chibi will cook up," he shivers in an overdramatic way, "thinking about it makes me ill."
Overhearing this Chuuya resists the urge to throw something at the idiot, namely the knife he just picked up. Scoffing, Chuuya begins cutting up some vegetables, "But if I don't make you anything you complain I'm starving you, pick a side." Chuuya can't see his face at the moment but he gets the distinct feeling Dazai is pulling some sort of face at him. Ignoring the urge to do something rash Chuuya simply continues preparing the meal, this causes the room to fall into silence.
A few minutes pass with the only sounds being the knife hitting the chopping board and the soft breathing of those in the room, that ambience comes to an end when Chuuya gets a bad feeling. Specifically his 'Dazai is up to no good' feeling, setting the knife down he prepares to deal with whatever nonsense the idiot is cooking up. Taking a look at said idiot reveals he's starting down the green-haired kid and, by the looks of it, is starting to unsettle him. That's not all that surprising given how naturally big Dazai's eyes are, it's far too easy to be sucked in and affected by whatever emotion appears in his eye. This particular emotion is one of Chuuya's least favourites, or well, it would be more accurate to say lack of emotion. Wide, warm, and inviting brown eyes with absolutely no emotion, no friendlessness behind them. It's unsettling because at first there doesn't seem to be anything wrong but you still feel unnerved, you feel like something is wrong or unnatural with Dazai.
Chuuya has been on the receiving end of that look two times, the first time it worked like a charm and he had left that interaction creeped out and wary of Dazai. The second time it still affected him, but not in the intended way. Instead of being unnerved Chuuya felt pissed off, he had seen personally just how much emotion that brown eye could hold and yet Dazai was still trying to pass off as 'unemotional'. A stupid idea in Chuuya's opinion, which he did tell the Mackerel bastard and was then rewarded with a look of utter shock and confusion. That was one of the few times he had the pleasure of seeing a truly confused and taken-aback Dazai, something that is always amusing.
The green kid doesn't seem to be fairing well though, it's obvious he's trying to meet Dazai's gaze head-on without looking scared. It isn't working though, as Chuuya can see the sweat forming on the kid's forehead. Taking pity on the kid Chuuya decides to intervene, "Oi, bastard," Chuuya starts, "Stop tormenting the greenie."
Dazai sighs and deflates in a way that always proceeds whining and insults to Chuuya's height, fortunately, the green kid interrupts before the idiot can begin making a fuss, "G-greenie?"
Chuuya gives him a shrug before turning back to the food, "Haven't introduced yourself, so yeah, greenie." After responding he begins the process of frying all the veg and meagre amount of meat he found in the fridge.
"Oh right, well I'm Midoriya Izuku. This," Chuuya glances back to see who he was referencing, "is Shinsou Hitoshi and that's Iida Tenya ."
Well, it's nice to have a name for the biggest threat to the mission.
Dazai chuckles at that, which causes Shinsou to speak, "Why are you laughing?"
He does not get a response, which Chuuya expected. Dazai's best weapon is his mind after all, take away his control and the fishy idiot will be fucked. The fear of being completely controlled is something they both share- actually, would the kid's Quirk even work on Dazai? Chuuya wouldn't think so given No Longer Human but then again it is better to be safe than sorry.
Iida then speaks, "I too am curious why you laughed, Midoriya didn't say anything funny."
"Hmm, well- actually never mind~" Dazai replies and a glance back confirms the smirk that Chuuya guessed would be on his face, what's interesting is that Dazai is staring at Midoriya once again. Alright then, he wants to mentally attack that kid over the other two. He probably noticed something about the kid that Chuuya hadn't, something that makes him more of a target. Making a note to ask Dazai about it later Chuuya returns to cooking, the dish is almost done.
It seems Chuuya wasn't the only one to notice the targeted attacks as Shinsou speaks up, "You're doing this on purpose, right?"
Once again Dazai does not respond, Shinsou huffs in what seems like annoyance and anger. A few seconds later Midoriya speaks up, "Shinsou asked you a question." He sounds on guard and slightly suspicious.
"I know, but why would I respond to him?" Dazai puts extra emphasis on that last word. The room turns more tense and Chuuya fights the urge to turn around, having his back to the enemy is against his very nature. Still, he has to have some faith that Dazai won't go so far to instigate a physical fight, although even if it does come down to blows then Dazai would probably cover his back. Hopefully anyway, if not then Chuuya might just have to join the pro's side to beat the bastard up.
"What does that mean?" Midoriya asks in a tense yet steady voice.
Dazai sighs in a carefree way, "Pretty obvious, no?"
A few seconds pass before Shinsou speaks, "My Quirk."
Naturally, Dazai responds in the most obnoxious way possible by clapping, "Bingo~"
Chuuya turns to go grab some plates and sees the offended faces of Iida and Midoriya, Shinsou seems more resigned but still annoyed. Somehow, Iida sits up straighter than before, "You're committing Quirk discrimination then, as the class pres-"
Dazai cuts off Iida with a dramatic sigh, "You make it sound so serious~"
Chuuya returns to his cooking with the plates in hand and rolls his eyes, seems Dazai intends to create a hostile environment straight off the bat. 1A already dislikes, possibly hates, them already so to re-enforce their feelings would cause the class to avoid them. Not having to deal with a bunch of hero wannabes would make this whole mission easier, for that reason Chuuya decides to stay quiet and let Dazai mess with the kids some more.
"That's because it's illegal," Midoriya says in a serious tone.
Dazai makes a noise that is very clearly faked shock and Chuuya can't help but make a jab at him, "Wow, can't believe you'd break a law, how scandalous." His tone is both sarcastic and dry, clearly showing how little he truly cares about the situation.
Huffing, Dazai doesn't waste any time responding, "Like you're any better Chibi... Besides, I was just being cautious, you can't blame me for that right?"
"I don't just use my Quirk on anyone I please."
Midoriya chimes in after, "Yeah, Shinsou isn't like that."
Dazai hums slightly, "Right, right, and who do you use your Quirk on?"
A few seconds pass before anyone answers, they might be thinking it's some sort of trick question. Eventually, Shinsou does reply, "Villains, I guess."
Once again, Dazai does his obnoxious little clap, "Exactly! By your standards me and Chuuya are villains, so what reason do we have to trust you?" Silence falls at that and Chuuya gets the distinct feeling the 1A kids were taken aback by that. They probably haven't had such close interaction with those who are dubbed 'villains', those who don't look up to and trust pro heroes with all their hearts. Perhaps it hadn't crossed their minds yet that both he and Dazai have even less of a reason to trust them, that the pair of them are in a disadvantageous situation surrounded by people whom they can't trust.
The silence sits for a second before Chuuya speaks, "Oi, bastard, come get this plate."
For once Dazai listens without complaining and dutifully collects the plate, the movement seems to jolt the three students back to reality. Iida stands and speaks louder than really necessary, "As Pro Heroes in training it would be dishonourable to attack you in this situation, no one here would do that!"
At this, Chuuya can't help but scoff, "Oh come off it, from the looks of it that Bakugou kid would be all too willing to start a fight." Iida seems stuck on how to answer, only proving that Bakugou would be so dishonourable to attack them. It's amusing to see but Chuuya honestly can't be bothered hanging around here any more, with one hand holding his plate and the other pushing Dazai out the door he spares one last look at the trio, "None of us trust each other, yea? So let's just mind our own business."
Chuuya continues shoving Dazai as they walk down the hall while steadily ignoring any and all stares from 1A. Once they arrive at Chuuya's room he shoves the idiot inside and slams the door shut, "God, you just have to make everything difficult."
At that, Dazai flops onto his bed and whines, "Ehhh, what do you mean by that?"
"Don't eat on my bed, messy bastard," Chuuya protests as he sits at his desk, "Also, you know exactly what I mean, laughing for no reason just to get a reaction."
Despite his words, Chuuya actually makes no move to get Dazai to move off his bed, especially not when he actually eats a mouthful of the fried rice. Getting Dazai to eat is always a challenge, even with a smaller meal portion it's unlikely he'll actually eat most of it. Just this once he'll let the idiot's terrible manners slide if it means he'll actually eat something.
"But I did have a reason!" Dazai exclaims, "That kid's name is Midoriya and he has green hair, isn't that funny?"
Honestly, Chuuya can't tell if Dazai is being serious or not. Hopefully not, or else his sense of humour must really be too far gone. Electing to ignore his nonsense, Chuuya instead takes a big bite of his fried rice, it's not the best meal he's made but it's not too bad.
Dazai huffs at being ignored but continues picking at his meal as the minutes tick by until, eventually, the idiot pushes his plate away and sighs, "This is so boring, why'd they have to take our phones…"
"So we don't contact people, duh," Also so they can search them for any information on the Port Mafia, not that they'll find anything useful.
Dazai makes a dramatic sigh before rolling over in the bed, Chuuya decides to take this opportunity to grab the idiot's plate. Between the two of them meal mealtime never lasts that long, Dazai takes a few bites and calls it quits while Chuuya devours it all quickly. Typically, if the Mackerel leaves too much food spare then it gets dumped onto Chuuya's plate. A decent amount of Dazai's food is gone today though so that doesn't look necessary.
Grabbing both plates Chuuya makes his way to the door, "I'll be right back, don't make a mess." Dazai sticks his tongue out, which is about as good as a response he'll get. Hopefully, his room will still be intact when he gets back, if not he'll force Dazai to swap.
The hallway to the main room isn't too long but, as Chuuya is now finding out, sound travels well down it. Chuuya hears his name and pauses, slightly curious about what the 1A kids are saying about him.
"They just freak me out, y'know? Like I can't explain why, but I feel like I'm about to get jumped or something."
Another kid chimes in, "Yeah I get what you mean! They seem nice but obviously aren't... Man, I'd prefer if they were just straight-up evil."
"Maybe then the Pros would have let them rot in jail."
Well, at least Dazai will get a kick out of knowing he's scaring the students already. Chuuya waits a few more minutes before walking out to the kitchen, while he couldn't really care if the 1A kids felt awkward knowing Chuuya overheard them talking shit, he honestly can't be bothered with further interacting with the class. They'd try and apologise or make excuses, which would be stupid since he would be able to tell they were faking, which would be annoying to deal with.
Damn, only a day in and he's already tired of this whole mission.
-
Chuuya has never been to school before and he has never been more glad for that fact. He had thought it would be somewhat interesting to learn new things and experience that classic atmosphere that always appears in TV shows about high school, but so far it's been disappointing. All the stuff the teachers have been talking about so far have been things he either already knows or doesn't care about, not to mention that the only atmosphere to speak of is one of anxiety.
Which, sure, Chuuya understands why 1A isn't acting all buddy-buddy with him, but still, it's boring as hell only having Dazai to talk to. Maybe the better word would be annoying actually, absolutely mind-breaking annoying. Last night the idiot had refused to leave Chuuya's room until the last possible moment and when he finally did leave he then spent about an hour tapping out Morse code on their shared wall. It wasn't even anything serious like updated plans, just constant short and dog jokes followed by whining at being ignored. Whining that he shouldn't have been able to hear since it was Morse code, but that didn't stop the Mackerel's stupid voice echoing around his head. After this mission, he'll take one far far away from Dazai, god knows he needs a break from the idiot.
Even now, in the middle of a lesson, Chuuya finds himself focusing more on the mischief Dazai is up to rather than the lesson contents. To anyone else, they wouldn't see anything amiss with Dazai's actions, he's sat all quiet diligently writing things down. But that's how Chuuya knows something is up because there is no need for Dazai to be writing things down, first of all, he most likely already knows the topic inside and out, and secondly even if it was a new topic for him that 'genius mind' would just absorb everything without the need for paper. So, Dazai is up to something.
In all honesty, he's probably tormenting 1A in some way but there's also a chance that this is something to annoy Chuuya with later, if that is the case then he'd rather know now and be ready. Not that he can actually see what the fishy bastard is writing from across the room but whatever, that's not relevant.
Leaning forward Chuuya tries to get a read on Dazai's face, he looks mischievous, which is not a surprise at all but does confirm that he's up to something.
A shadow falls across Chuuya's desk, a pre-warning before the teacher speaks, "How about you answer these questions then?" His tone is slightly snobbish and laced with hatred. If Chuuya had to make a guess he'd say whoever this guy is must have noticed he wasn't paying attention, now he wants Chuuya to embarrass himself by failing to answer the questions.
Risking a glance up at the board Chuuya honestly expected harder questions, maybe the teacher just assumed he'd be shit at physics like many other kids his age. Unfortunately for this guy, Chuuya mastered physics before he even knew the name for it.
Answering the questions is a breeze and the shocked face of the teacher, and a few of the students around him, is very satisfying. Deciding to lean into the smugness he feels Chuuya just shrugs, "My Ability is literally physics, what'd you expect?"
With that out of the way, Chuuya turns his attention back to Dazai, just what could that guy be planning?
-
Aizawa has been a teacher for a long time now, when he first started he, admittedly, was a little nervous about it. Teaching the practical side of heroics would be easy enough, but standing in a classroom all day teaching basic subjects? That part felt completely foreign to him, of course, as the years went by he settled into the whole thing. He's taught students who struggled with basic concepts and students who excelled above their peers, the point is, he knows how to teach.
An amendment to that statement; Aizawa knows how to teach morality and ethics classes to kids who want to be Pro Heroes. He does not, in fact, know how to teach that to a pair of murderous teenagers. Unfortunately, he does not have any time to dwell on this little problem as both Dazai and Nakahara are already sitting before him ready to be taught.
Well, 'ready' is an overstatement. The both of them look beyond uninterested but whatever, Aizawa will have to make do.
"This is our first lesson, so I want to get to know you both," Aizawa explains, "Tell me about yourselves."
Dazai and Nakahara both share a look of confusion, seeing this Aizawa elaborates, "Tell me about anything, your favourite things, places you go, things you do, whatever you like."
While it would be nice to get some more information on Yokohama and the Port Mafia that isn't Aizawa's intention right now, he truly does just want to get to know the pair of them. He can't teach them to be better people if he doesn't know why they commit crimes in the first place, right?
Dazai looks a little suspicious, which isn't all too surprising, "Hmm, well I like going to the arcade with Chuuya."
"Arcade? You mentioned that before," 'during the livestream' goes unsaid, "You both go there often?"
At that Nakahara shrugs, "When we have time and a score to settle."
Aizawa nods, "Who wins more?"
Dazai immediately brightens while Nakahara slumps in his seat a little, with a grin Dazai exclaims, "I do, of course!"
"More like you cheat the most," Nakahara huffs.
In a display of childishness, Dazai sticks his tongue out at the other before replying, "You're just a sore loser~~"
It doesn't take a genius to predict what will happen should this conversation continue, with that in mind Aizawa instead decides to swap subjects. Any question to do with the Port Mafia will probably be met with silence, so he'll keep the conversation away from that when possible.
"Anything else you like doing?"
Dazai looks contemplative at that and takes a moment to answer, when he does a grin takes place on his face, "Well, I love trying to k-"
Before he can finish his sentence Nakahara has already elbowed him in the stomach, "Stop saying shit like that."
Aizawa bites back his curiosity at what Dazai meant to say as Nakahara turns to face him, "We don't really do much outside of work, it'll be easier to just start the lesson."
Part of Aizawa wants to dwell on the fact these two teenagers apparently spend all their time working (committing crimes) rather than actually being children, the only thing that stops him is the fact that both boys would likely clam up if he asked. It's not that he's surprised that they don't have time to goof off that much, hell it even explains the childish way they act around each other. If they are expected to act as adults constantly, to have the same maturity and intelligence as a fully grown man without much room for a break then they must use their time together as a break, however small it may be. It's not surprising but it is upsetting
For now, he'll move on to the next topic, but he'll keep that bit of information in his mind for later. Although Aizawa was hoping to be able to understand the kids a little bit more before bringing this next topic up it seems like he'll just have to make do, something that seems to be a reoccurring theme with these two.
"Well," he starts, "As you know the aim of this class is for the two of you to have better morals, so we'll start with the catalyst of all this, why did you kill Mt. Lady?" Mentally, Aizawa prepares himself for whatever reaction he may get, more specifically if the two boys are nonchalant with it all. The death of a fellow Pro is always a sore wound to bring up, doing so with the very ones responsible probably isn't a good idea.
Dazai shrugs, "Well, we were told to."
That Aizawa already knows, the answer he's actually looking for is different, "Yes, but I want to know why you thought it acceptable to do, why you seemed so unbothered by it all."
This time it's Chuuya that responds, "If she was a civilian then yea, I'd feel bad, but she smashed up a lot of our supplies and hurt other Mafia members, in that case, she should have been ready for retaliation."
"You didn't think about how her death may affect others like her family?" Aizawa asks and is met with silence, not a guilty silence but rather one that tells him that neither Dazai nor Nakahara thought about it or likely cared. Perhaps he needs to take a different approach, "What if the two of you got killed, how would the people close to you feel?"
The silence continues and Aizawa observes the boys, Nakahara seems caught off guard by the question and, hopefully, is feeling the effect Aizawa hoped for. Dazai on the other hand…
"I can confidently say if I dropped dead right here 99% of people that know me would rejoice." He nods a little as he speaks.
"And that 1%?"
Dazai smirks, "Naturally, that 1% would be Chuuya! I bet the Chibi would be so angry someone killed me before he got the chance to~"
Besides him, Chuuya nods, "Got that right, with all the shit I've had to put up with it's only fair."
That's… slightly worrying. Dazai must be exaggerating, right? There has to be at least one person who would miss him, well, Aizawa hopes so anyway. Being alone in life like that surely couldn't be good for the boy's mental health.
"And you, Nakahara? How would people react to your death?"
At that, Nakahara seems a little reluctant to speak, "The people I have would avenge me, that's all that needs to be said."
There is clearly more to his answer, so Aizawa makes the decision to prod a little, "So they would be angry, possibly upset?"
Nakahara's face turns a little more stony like he's trying to avoid proving Aizawa's point. Again, he prod deeper, "You wouldn't want them to feel that way, right? So why would you want others to feel like that?"
A slight glare is sent his way as Nakahara huffs, "That's different."
"How is it di-"
Aizawa is cut off by Dazai sighing loudly, "Ah~ I would be so upset if Chuuya was killed, who would be my dog then?"
The stony look vanishes from his face as Nakahara turns to face Dazai, "I'm not your fuckin' dog!"
In response, Dazai sticks his tongue out once again. This seems to have been over the line as Nakahara all but launches himself towards the other teen, sighing, Aizawa tries to de-escalate, "Both of you, sit down. Now, Nakahara, I was about to ask-"
Once again Aizawa finds himself cut off by Dazai, this time however it's different. Ignoring the obvious change in that now Nakahara has hold of the boy's collar in a threatening way there is something else, something to do with his face. So far, Dazai has been rather expressive and childish and that still stands true, the smile on his face is distinctly a teasing one and yet…
And yet that one eye is glimmering with a warning, a threat not to continue down that line of inquiry while also being lifeless and somehow teasing. So much emotion held in one eye, emotion that Aizawa has no doubt would vanish the second he looks away.
"Sensei, I'm realllly interested about that glowing baby, can you tell me about it?"
Despite it being a question Aizawa gets the feeling the topic change is non-negotiable, it seems he'll be swapping to history for a little bit. That's all right though, while the conversation may have been short Aizawa feels like he learnt a few important things. First, Dazai and Nakahara play in the arcade as an escape from Mafia work, people don't like Dazai, and that if Nakahara doesn't want to answer a question Dazai will ensure he doesn't have to. Maybe Nedzu was right about the depth of their relationship after all.
Oh, he also learned that taking some painkillers beforehand would save him a massive headache.
-
Thankfully, the morality and ethics, or history as it turned into, lesson continued without a hitch. Dazai and Nakahara obviously didn't care much for the subject but they still listened and answered questions, something Aizawa can't say about certain 1A students. However, with one obstacle out of the way another rises to take its place, this time in the form of Practical Heroics.
While the class get changed Aizawa can't help but think about Dazai and Nakahara, more specifically the fight in Yokohama. Back then he and the other Pros hadn't expected the pair to be so strong, what they had encountered however was two teenagers far more advanced than their peers. If Aizawa had to place them then he would say the pair are around the same level as UA's third years. Dazai with his freakishly good aim with a gun, and any unknown fighting skills, far made up for his lack of a combative Ability. Back then he led Hawks right into Endeavour's flames, which if intentional suggests good spacial awareness mid-battle along with creating plans on the fly. Nakahara's Ability is undoubtedly strong too, being able to jump around without a care in the world and through chunks of building like pebbles is a testament to that. Right now they don't know the limitations of the boy's Ability, for all they know he may be able to send people to space easily.
All of that is why Aizawa is apprehensive about this lesson because Nedzu had insisted that 1A fight the two of them as soon as possible. Naturally, he understands why the Principal wanted to do this, having the pair fight in a controlled environment will give them a better idea of their skills and threat level. Not to mention that it will remove the mystery surrounding them for 1A, currently, the kids know the pair are strong but don't know their exact strength level. Even if they all fail in their fights, which Aizawa hopes does not happen, the fear of not knowing is far worse than the fear of knowing.
Soon enough the class begins to trickle into the gym, each one dressed in their costumes. Dazai and Nakahara appear alongside Iida, who must have taken it upon himself to escort them outside, in the official UA sports uniform. They don't look all too pleased with it if the grumpy expressions are anything to go by.
One close enough Dazai voices his displeasure, "Senseiiii, why can't we just wear our Mafia clothes? This uniform is so ugly." Beside him, Chuuya nods in agreement.
"If you behave, then I'll see about it for next time." Is it morally bad to use their own clothes as an incentive to behave? Maybe.
Turning to address 1A, Aizawa begins explaining the plan for today's lesson, "Today class, you'll be fighting either Dazai or Nakahara without the use of Quirks or Abiliti-"
Before he can finish Bakugou interrupts, "Why not?! I wanna fight 'em with my Quirk!" Smoke rises from the boy's fist, much to Aizawa's annoyance.
"As this is the first lesson with them it would be irre-"
Once again Aizawa is cut off, this time by Dazai, "But Sensei, you want us to give them an 'authentic' fight right? Authentically, Chuuya wouldn't be caught dead without access to his Ability."
That… makes sense. Also, it would be helpful to know more about Nakahara's Ability and its limitations, but the safety of his students is more important than information.
Perhaps sensing his reluctance Nakahara speaks, "I'm not an idiot y'know, even with access to my Ability I won't try anything surrounded by so combatants, especially when you'd just erase my Ability."
Another good point… Feeling his resolve crumbling, Aizawa turns to 1A, "Does anyone have any objections to fighting with Quirks and Abilities?"
The students look around at each other but ultimately no one objects.
"Oh yea, Sensei, authentically I would have a gun sooo," Dazai looks at him with what could only be described as a pleading expression in his eye, "You'll let me have one for this, right?"
"Absolutely not."
Whining, Dazai flops over and rests his weight on Nakahara, "C'mon Senseiii, it doesn't have to be a real one."
Aizawa can already feel a headache forming yet again, "We'll discuss this later," he then turns to 1A, "Nakahara will fight first, so anyone who wants to be up against him stay here. The rest of you head up to the observation deck with All Might."
The students nod and begin splitting themselves up, Aizawa watches as a majority decide to fight Nakahara. 1A must think that Dazai is the bigger threat, evident by the fact only Midoriya, Todoroki, and Bakugou have chosen to fight him. Those three are the stronger and more heroic of 1A, it only makes sense for them to go against who they perceive as more threatening. Aizawa isn't so confident that their assessment of the pair is correct, but 1A will have to figure that out themselves.
The three students and All Might begin making their way to the observation room followed by a sulking Dazai who clearly still wants a gun.
"Hey, Sensei," Nakahara calls for his attention. Aizawa glances over at him and nods slightly. "Eighteen individual matches is gonna drag out, can I just take 'em all on at once?"
The students around him, who previously were chattering anxiously, fall into silence with a bewildered look on their faces. Aizawa too feels shocked, all eighteen students at once? Sure, Aizawa already knew the kid has a strong Ability but fighting all eighteen at once? That type of confidence is rare even in more domestic situations, only having one ally in the whole room but still being unafraid to take on an entire group of people… Either Nakahara is confident Aizawa won't let the fight get too serious, or he doesn't see any of the students as a threat.
Aizawa feels like a broken record constantly being shocked at the same things, for now he'll blame it on the fact these two kids are like nothing he's seen before.
"You.. you want a 1 v 18 fight?" Aizawa clarifies.
In response, Nakahara nods his head, "Yep." He looks completely unbothered by the prospect, in fact, Aizawa dares to say he looks a little excited.
From the observation deck, Dazai begins laughing, which causes the students below to break out of their stupor. In this particular gym, the observation area isn't a separate room, instead a hidden staircase leads upwards to a section of wall that had been inset to create a room with just three walls, the fourth wall being a metal railing overlooking the gym. Dazai seems to have made himself comfortable up there by slotting his legs in between the railings and resting his head on the metal, a grin on his face as he watches the students grow more freaked out.
Mina gasps dramatically, "What do you mean take us all on?!"
Nakahara doesn't get the chance to answer that as Dazai laughs again, the sound bounces around the gym as the students share looks of anxiety. The exception naturally is Bakugou, who instead begins yelling, "The hell are you laughing at, Bandages?!"
Dazai spares a glance behind him and smirks, "Hm~ Why don't you take a guess, you three are the top students, right?"
Bakugou looks even angrier at that, his face only getting more scrunched when Midoriya begins talking. "We are the top students, that's why we chose to fight you, we all assumed that you would be harder to fight… But now I feel like that's wrong."
Nodding, Dazai grins, "Your mistake really~" He then turns to face the students below, "In terms of raw strength… well, Chuuya is leagues ahead of me."
Uraraka looks between Nakahara and Dazai with confusion clearly written on her face, "He is? But he's not…." She trails off.
Despite that Nakahara still responds to her, "Scary?" A few students nod which encourages him to continue, "I don't have a reason to be scary to you all, Dazai on the other hand is a fuckin' weirdo that enjoys freaking people out over nothing."
Aizawa has half the mind to scold him for the swear but holds it back, instead, he chooses to address the more prominent issue. "If anyone wants to swap opponent then now is your chance, as for the 1 v 18… if the students are alright with it then go ahead."
Nakahara seems pleased with that outcome and turns to face the students waiting around him, "I gotta warn you, I might be way stronger than Dazai, but that bastard up there won't show any mercy, or well, as little as he can get away with. I'll go easy on you all though, so, whose fighting me?"
The students seem conflicted by this, Aizawa can clearly see it on their faces as they quietly discuss it amongst themselves. A strong opponent or one that won't show any mercy, it really is a 'pick your poison' situation. Up in the observation room, there is some commotion, which Aizawa only half listens to, something about Bakugou wanting to fight them both.
Eventually, the thing that cements the student's decision is none other than Yaoyorozu. Despite her low confidence at times, the girl is a good motivator for the class, both when studying for tests and during training. When she speaks it's steady, "If we all work together then we can win, I'm sure of it."
Her words spark confidence in the students around her, they all turn to face Aizawa and look ready for a fight.
With all the students happy with the arrangement Aizawa begins explaining how the fight will work, "There are two ways to win, the first is to get your opponent, or opponents, out of the chalk square around the room. The second is to take them out, however, none of you are to inflict any serious injuries." That last part is more so for Nakahara, in a normal training session the students can typically get away with holding back less.
"How am I supposed to 'take them out' if I can't cause serious injury?" Nakahara asks.
Understanding the potential confusion Aizawa explains further, "Stop before you actually seriously hurt anyone, but if the attack would have caused the student to be knocked out then it counts and whoever it is will have to leave the fight."
Nakahara nods, his relaxed stance easily slipping into something more prepared for battle. The 1A students shuffle around a little bit too, likely getting into some type of formation, Aizawa too moves backwards a bit. He has no clue how this fight will go, he can only hope his students don't get beat too badly if at all.
From up in the observation room Dazai yells, "Give 'em hell, Chuuya!"
In response, Nakahara rolls his eyes but a small smile forms on his face.
Aizawa's hand slips into his pocket, the pocket where a certain remote control lies. The Ability nullifying bands that Nakahara is wearing can be controlled by said remote, by pressing a couple of buttons the boy's Ability will be returned for the fight. Reading himself Aizawa softly presses down on the buttons,
"Start."