{But wait, System. You didn't explain the Tutorial Phase. Why is it called that and what does it do?}
But the system didn't answer me. It remained silent. Instead of spending to much time trying to get an answer out of something clearly not sentient, I decided I was better served preparing for my day.
So I did just that, brushed my teeth, tried to grab something to eat, failed at it because for some reason the refrigerator was locked, how strange....
So I left hungry for school, to be honest, not a great start. Definitely not. As soon as I got out the house, the system chimed again, just like it had when it announced it's presence.
[Daily Quest: Survive the day]
01. Escape Bakugo and his cronies
02. Return home undetected
03. Remain undetected
Reward: +5Exp, Skill (Passive): Low Presence]
{Well, that was a nice surprise} I thought, {Already my first Quest.} That was until I read the title and content. The smile that had snuck on my, rather tired face, vanished as quickly as it came.
{Seriously, Bakugo had it out for me, this young already? What's wrong with him?} But of course I knew he was just immature and unaware of what he was actually doing. Didn't mean I would allow it to continue if I could. {and why do I need to "Remain undetected? That part of the quest sounds like something wasn't right, besides the beatings at school I would get if I failed.}
Honestly, I felt like skipping school entirely, but that would defeat the purpose of " remain undetected". So I had to attend school either way. At least if I wanted that Passive Skill. It sounded like it could give me an edge for future quests of this type.
As soon as I passed the school gate, I knew the first part of the quest would be hard. Children already focused on me, even without having done anything yet. Then began the whispers.
"Look, it's that quirk less guy."
"Yes, I can see him, idiot. Not many people have green hair, you know."
"Oh look, it's the waste of space...Why is he still at school?"
such things were whispered all around. Some even worse and definitely not for children's ears. {Who taught them to say that?} I though confused. Who in their right mind would teach a child about three different types of discrimination and racism...and why was that child technically right with those statements? Seriously that adult deserves to get beaten by a stick.
Class itself wasn't fun either. As soon as I entered the classroom, my gaze fell on a table in the last row by the window. It was mine. My table and on top of it wasn't just a small bundle of Spider-lilies, but a lot of disturbing messages were written on the desk itself, too. I kept the Lilies. They were beautiful, though their meaning was clearly not. Nice one there, worthless classmates.
I used a sponge, some soap and a lot of scrubbing to try and get rid of the messages. Sadly I only smudged some of them. The rest needed something stronger to get rid off.
The teachers were as I had expected, totally unqualified. Most relied on their Quirks to make the lessons interesting, but some of their lessons barely made any sense. Listening to them felt like hearing an accomplished mathematician tell a bunch of grown ups with degrees that 1+1=56 because X= 54. Meanwhile I was left there, wondering where the hell that "X" supposedly came from. Seriously. Some of their facts were so morbidly wrong I had to physically write down my sarcastic comments so as to prevent them from slipping out during class.
One teacher, the English one, during the 5th lesson, decided to question me about synonyms for the word: "aware of"..... . Seriously? Its literally a simple word combination. But instead I did as I was expected to by society.
"Whats a synonym?" Ooookay, maybe not that stupid.
"Of course the quirkless wouldn't know what that word means. Does anyone else know?" asked the teacher. No one raised their hand. This lead to the teacher desperately trying to make the class understand what a synonym was. He failed spectacularly. Some kids, bless their heart....or maybe curse them, yes curse their hearts.....somehow began to think a "Synonamenon" (cause they weren't really listening) was a fairy tale creature that gave people their quirks.....dumb. Unbelievable dumb. Seven year olds, really.
Thank the gods that besides that teacher, most of them chose to ignore me. The trouble came once school was over. The confrontation I had expected....didn't come. Bakugo and his friends didn't come to me. It was unexpected, but not unappreciated. Counting my lucky stars and maybe even smiling a little bit, I made my way home. Most people on the street didn't even notice me as I passed by. However, about 20 Minutes from the safety of my home, my stomach decided to act up and announce its dissatisfaction with me loudly. Some people looked around, trying to find who that grumbling had came from, but they didn't watch carefully enough and their eyes slid of off me without them even noticing. Weird how being Quirkless basically made me invisible to people.
But just because no-one could find me, based on my hungry stomach, that didn't mean I wasn't hungry anymore. Eventually I arrived at my street, able to see the Apartment-Complex a few meters away. While I walked towards the main entrance, I saw one of them placing a freshly baked cake on their balcony. It was the one directly underneath my rooms window.
Mom was still out and about, probably working in the hospital. It was one of the few places that didn't care as much about her having "a useless piece of trash" for a son. At least it wasn't one of those that immediately kicked her out for it. Yes, those exist, sadly. Or so my knowledge about the BnHA - Fanfic universe says. I honestly don't know what she actually does.
As soon as I entered the apartment, the stench of stale beer and strong alcohol hit me. Mom was lying on the couch, absolutely passed out and not waking up anytime soon, based on the fact she hadn't even managed to pull of her shoes before drinking.....
Now wait a god damn minute. Midoriya Inko was never a known alcoholic, except for those fanfics that basically made me want to throw myself out of a window. But here she was, as drunk as a skunk. Wait, weren't the fridge and several food cabinets locked this morning? And why am I so small if compared to the likes of Bakugo and company? Don't tell me I'm in one of those universes where Inko is abusive.....
The unsettled feeling from this morning crept up again. I hope shes the silent and none-violent type of drunk and not the "make a single sound and I will kill you"-drunk. But considering the last part of the daily quest, the one where I am supposed to REMAIN undetected, its more likely to be the later, as sad as it makes me.
So, instead of telling my mother how my day had been, instead of sitting down together to eat and telling each other stories, I instead snuck into the kitchen and napped a small energy bar. Just enough to not be noticed. Then I silently moved back into my room. And that was my day.
When do I complete the daily quest again?