Fated Meeting
Word of the visitation of Mystic Mother spread through Japan like a fire.
"I thought she was a myth."
"Well my grandparents said she's real. You heard of Dark Lord Voldemort?"
"I have. My grandmother told me about him. He was said to be the closest to Evil Incarnate that ever existed. He was wanted for multiple accounts of mass/child murder, familicide, terrorism, theft, torture, treason, kidnapping, conspiracy, enforced persecution, fasicm, Enslavement, corruption, animal cruelty, the list goes on. Some say he makes AFO look like a kitten!"
"Yeah, and Mystic Mother was the one to end his reign of terror. They say when he finally died he disintegrated. Not even his clothing remained."
This conversation was taking place at the mall where a bluish silver haired male overheard the conversation.
He would have disintegrated them if it weren't for the fact he had to lay low, especially since the USJ incident and plan to kill All Might failed. The students were stronger than they thought. And All Might wasn't weakened at all.
Then he bumped into someone making him fall.
A young female with vibrant, silky green hair.
"Oh, sorry. Here let me help."
He would've panicked because she was holding his hand, all fingers made contact.
But......
Nothing happened.
She was not decaying.
His eyes grew wide, especially seeing her eyes. A vibrant shade of forest green that was full of life.
"Uh, are you alright?" She asked.
"Y-yeah." The male said a little shaken.
Then he noticed what she was wearing. They looked like designer clothing. The shirt looked like it was made in the middle-ages mixed with modern style, but it did nothing to hide the size of her voluptuous chest, matching well with skinny blue jeans, showing the shape of her slender legs. Although her face seemed to contrast with her body. A little baby fat on her cheeks but it made her look endearing, especially the symmetrical freckles, and her eyes still had a shine of innocence in them.
Basically a main female character for an otome game.
"Something wrong?" She asked.
"A-ah. You, you didn't decay...." He slipped as he realized it.
"Disintegrating quirk? Does it work when all five fingers touch?" She asked interested, and not scared like he thought.
He was surprised that she quickly figured out what his quirk is in a matter of seconds.
Then a rumble from his stomach interrupted the moment.
"I suppose you're hungry. I think I saw a café over there. Mind if I join, gamer boy?" She smiled.
"Gamer boy?" He asked only for the greenette to point at his black hoodie which said, 'I paused my game to be here'.
He decided not to say anything.
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They were at the food court having some sandwiches, as they had a conversation.
"So you're here to see the U.A Festival in the next two days?"
"Well, my mentor really. I'm here as a guest with her. She's grooming me to take over her position if you know what I mean........to be honest I once wanted to be a hero......but I guess fate had other plans. However, it worked out for me." She said looking at her hand.
Shigaraki wondered what that meant but he could guess she either had a villainous quirk or didn't have one.
Into their conversation, he learned she used to live in this city but moved away with her family years ago after she met her mentor. Now she, her mom, and grandparents live I'm England with her mentor. But that also meant she was away from quirkist discrimination since England was said to have low tolerance for it as he heard from Kurogiri.
After that, she had to leave, as her mentor finished their hotel arrangements.
"Well, it was nice talking to you. I hope we can chat again." She said before she left.
Though he was left to his thoughts, he noticed a small piece of paper.
It had a phone number and a name.
Izumi Midoriya.
.......How fitting. He thought with a small laugh.
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A few minutes later, Izumi saw a text message with a single name.
Tomura Shigaraki.
Sounds cute to her.
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The hotel penthouse was large and luxurious and it also had a view of the U.A Sports Stadium for the event.
Izumi was looking out at the view as she partially grimaced about seeing Katsuki again after all this time.
She was told that All Might would be their bodyguard and escort for the event. If she was her younger self, she would fangirl over him. But as she had responsibilities as a future ruler, her craze for heroes cooled down into respect and some admiration.
As far as she knows, Helena is a real hero despite her mentor saying that her heroism was forced from survival.
Before dinner, Izumi decided to call Shigaraki.
"Yeah, greenie?"
"Hey Shigaraki. Are you going to watch the festival or something?"
"Since everyone and everything will be closed and locked, and nothing else will be on, I have no other choice."
"Well, my mentor will have an announcement during the festival and I'll be there. So you can figure out who she is from there. I hope you won't be too surprised."
"If it is, I'll eat my game console."
"*giggles* Please don't. Ah, gotta go. I'll call you later, that ok?"
"Sure."
After the phone call, Shigaraki flopped on the couch of the hideout. But he didn't realize his conversation was overheard.
"You met someone?" Kurogiri asked.
"........You won't mention this to master. He'll scare her off."
"Her?"
"....And there's something else.......she didn't decay from my touch. She said she didn't have a quirk, so how?" He asked looking at his hand.
Kurogiri was surprised at this.
Even he didn't have an answer.
Along with not knowing how this mystery girl would impact their lives.
Especially Shigaraki.