The Hero Academy in My Mind

Izuku opened the door, and Yinzi was holding a basket of fruits, standing outside the door with some difficulty.

"Huh, today is a great harvest. Mom, I picked a lot of fruits. Hehe, Xiaojiu can take them to school to share with classmates."

"If everyone eats, it will take a lot. Mom, I'm afraid that what you got is not enough for them." Izuku smiled and looked at the basket in his mother's hand. Everyone likes to eat different fruits. It would be bad if a classmate eats fruits that he is allergic to.

"Who said I only took so little? There is a big bag behind, all of which are oranges and apples that Izuku likes to eat."

"Oranges?! I'll get them right away!" When Izuku heard that there were oranges, he immediately became excited, put on his outdoor slippers and walked out.

"It's behind the doorplate, you move it carefully." Yinzi smiled and walked into the house with the basket. As soon as he entered the house, he saw two teacups on the coffee table, and Yinzi's eyebrows jumped slightly.

"Hey, tangerines, tangerines, apples, mom, mom, there are so many fruits. Mom, are you going to make them into fruits?"

"No, fruits are easier to preserve in winter, so no, Izuku can take the fruits to school and share them with classmates." Yinzi pretended not to see it and turned to look at Izuku who was moving the fruits into the house.

"Okay!" Izuku took the fruits out of the bag with a smile.

"By the way, Izuku, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Curry pork chop rice!!"

"Okay~ Xiaojiu is really obsessed with pork chop rice."

"I will never get tired of pork chop rice in my life!!"

"Hey~ Xiaojiu, go wait in the room, mom will make a special curry pork chop rice!"

"Oh!" Izuku ran into the room with a smile.

Looking at Izuku running into the room, Yinzi pursed his lips slightly.

‘Xiao Jiu, although I don’t know what you are doing besides being a hero, no matter what you do, mom will be your strongest support. Anyone who wants to hurt my son will have to pay the price! ! ’ Yinzi thought so and crushed an apple in his hand.

Back in the room, Izuku fell directly on the bed and rubbed his face against the soft quilt.

‘I’m so tired, so tired, so tired! I want to fall asleep like this, I don’t want to go to class tomorrow, my whole body hurts, and my arms are sore. ’

‘Are you tired, main body? ’ Red Eyes’ body quietly appeared beside Izuku.

‘Super tired! I just want to have a good sleep now. ’ The green eyes met the red pupils, and both eyes exuded the thought of ‘I want to sleep so much’.

‘Then sleep, it won’t hurt when you fall asleep. ’ Red Eyes gently patted Izuku’s back, and an unknown music sounded, slowly surrounding Izuku’s ears. Listening to the song, Izuku slowly fell asleep again.

‘Sleep, sleep, my dear...master.’ Red Eyes also slowly closed his eyes.

Time slowly came to 5:22 in the afternoon. After going through several shops that did not sell the suits of the style he wore, Todoroki finally stepped into the tailor shop under the name of the Todoroki family. As soon as he entered the tailor shop, Todoroki smelled a strong smell of ink. He saw an old man with silver hair sitting at the workbench making a white suit. A feather pen was pulled out of the ink bottle and painted on the places where the semi-finished suit needed to be modified.

“Hello.” The cold voice made the old man raise his head, then lowered it again, and pointed a hand full of ink at several finished suits hanging not far away.

"Do you have the order form?"

"No, I want to buy a ready-made suit. I wonder if you have any here, old man?"

"Huh, buy a ready-made suit? I do have a few, but I don't know if they're suitable for you." The old man raised his head from the workbench, glanced at Todoroki, and wiped the ink off his hands with a towel at hand, but it was not wiped clean, and some ink remained on the old man's hands. He put on the glasses hanging on his neck with a rope, and took out a tape measure from the pocket of the cowhide apron he was wearing. The tape measure was white and bright, and it didn't match the black ink on the old man's hands at all.

"Stand up straight, open your hands, I'll measure your body first, and then decide which suit is suitable for you." Although there was only one suitable suit, he still had to go through the motions.

"Okay." The serious and dedicated old man moved Todoroki, and he took off his backpack and coat. With both hands stretched out, waiting for the old man to measure, the old man first pulled the tape measure, then measured Todoroki's height. The old man looked at the tape measure and squinted his eyes.

"1.76 meters, quite tall, but looking at you, you should be taller. Why did you think of buying a suit by yourself?"

"I was forced to buy it by my father. There is a disgusting party tonight."

"Oh~ My family forced me to buy it. From your tone, I don't like your father very much."

"Well, I don't like him." Todoroki's voice made Endeavor, who was hiding in the locker room, curl his lips.

"At least I didn't like him before."

"So what about now? How do you feel about your father?" The old man squatted down and measured Todoroki's waist circumference.

"It's so-so. My mother hasn't changed her opinion of him, and I haven't changed my opinion of him either."

"Does not liking your father have anything to do with your mother?"

"Please measure quickly." Todoroki frowned. The old man said too much.

"Oh, I overstepped the mark. Please stretch your hands straight." The old man's speed was much faster. After a while, he finished measuring Todoroki's data. The old master looked at the data and nodded slightly.

"Well... there is a leftover suit. Please wait here and I'll get it." The old master said as he hung the measuring tape on his body and walked into a room with a curtain.

"Okay..." Todoroki sat on a chair and began to look at the suit shop. The strong smell of ink gave people a feeling of a long history. There were also several photos of the owner of the shop and some celebrities hanging on the wooden walls, from middle-aged to old. It seemed that the owner of the shop had taken photos with many famous heroes. The former number one on the hero list had also bought a suit here. Todoroki didn't know that these photos were photoshopped. After all, they looked too real. Todoroki stared at these photos, not knowing that a pair of green eyes were looking at him from a dressing room.

"This shop is well-known even in the hero circle, but no celebrities have come here to customize suits since three years ago." The old man took a suit wrapped in a transparent plastic sheet, shook it, and turned the front to Todoroki. It was a white stand-up collar suit. Just looking at it like this, I think this suit is very suitable for Todoroki.

"I actually want Mr. Endeavor, the No. 2, to buy a suit from me. In this way, my shop will definitely be popular for a while. Ahem, I've said too much. This is the most suitable one I found for you. It's also the only one left here. Try it. If it doesn't work, then it's really gone." The old man handed the suit in his hand to Todoroki.

"Can't it be made now?"

"How long do you think it takes to make a custom suit? An hour?" The old man said that you are questioning the quality and speed of what I make.

"Sorry." Todoroki looked at the old man's gloomy face, said sorry quickly, and walked into the dressing room with the suit.

He didn't know that his father was lying opposite the floor-length mirror in the dressing room, watching him change his suit.

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