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Bakugo shouted from the podium.
"No!" Midnight rejected it without hesitation.
"Why?!" Bakugo demanded.
"That's definitely not possible." Midnight replied firmly, "Just like Itadori's 'Savior of the Evil,' it's simply a nickname for a villain."
"And it feels even less refined." Someone added.
"Sure enough, Bakugo's taste is as low as ever." Another quipped.
With veins bulging on his forehead, Bakugo grudgingly returned to his seat to revise his name.
After him, Izuku Midoriya presented the title Deku, which carried the dual meaning of "useless" and "doll." It naturally attracted mixed reactions.
The stark contrast between the simplicity of Deku and the grandeur of "The.World" didn't go unnoticed.
"Now that we've decided on the hero names, let's get back to business." Said Shota Aizawa, standing up from his sleeping bag. He pulled out a large stack of documents.
"Students who have received internship invitations, please choose the agency you'd like to work with from these. For those without invitations, don't worry. The school has coordinated with 40 agencies across the country to provide placements."
After explaining, Aizawa left, carrying his sleeping bag.
Class 1-A buzzed with discussions about their chosen agencies.
"I want to be somewhere dealing with crime!"
"I'd prefer a flood-related area."
"I'm going to Mount Lady's agency!"
"Mineta, you're thinking about something perverted, aren't you?"
"Itadori, where are you planning to go?"
Momo couldn't resist asking her boyfriend, who sat calmly beside her.
But Itadori was focused on an invitation letter in his hands, which read:
Nighteye's Agency
At that moment, All Might appeared at the door and waved to Itadori.
Everyone turned their curious eyes toward the unusual gesture. Izuku, meanwhile, felt an unexpected pang of jealousy.
"Young Itadori, may I see that notice in your hand?" All Might asked.
After Itadori handed it over, All Might frowned at the invitation.
"This... this was given to you by Mirio, right?" All Might asked.
"Yeah, last week." Itadori replied nonchalantly.
All Might stared at the paper, his eyebrows furrowing deeper. Finally, he muttered, "It's him after all."
"Who?"
"He's my former assistant." All Might explained, his voice heavy with emotion, "We haven't spoken in a long time."
After a pause, he added, "Judging by his timing, he must have been impressed by your performance during the Sports Festival. He likely wants to test you."
"Another one curious about The.World? I knew this would happen." Itadori sneered.
"No, no, no." All Might waved his hands defensively, "Nighteye is an upright hero who truly believes in peace. But…"
All Might hesitated before continuing, "Let's just say he can be... difficult to deal with."
"Sounds like someone I wouldn't enjoy working with." Itadori said bluntly.
All Might sighed, "Even so, I believe you'll gain something valuable from this experience."
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Nighteye's Agency.
A sleek, limited-edition Rolls-Royce Phantom carried Itadori and Mirio to their destination.
"This is so nerve-wracking!" Mirio exclaimed, nervously patting the plush seats, "It's my first time in such a fancy car."
The driver tried not to laugh, quietly judging him.
Unlike others flying off to distant locations, Night Eye's Agency was only a short drive from U.A., though located in an inconspicuous building.
When they arrived, Mirio led Itadori and Petra—perched loyally on Itadori's shoulder—up to the top floor.
"Teacher, I brought Itadori here." Mirio announced, pushing the door open.
In the dimly lit room, a tall, thin man in a sharp suit sat in front of a computer, watching footage of the U.A. Sports Festival.
Without turning around, he said, "You're here. The media is calling you 'The World's Strongest Quirk Holder.' That's quite an exaggeration."
The man stood and faced them—tall, lean, and stern, with slicked-back hair, frameless glasses, and a calculating gaze.
It was Nighteye, All Might's former assistant.
Upon seeing Itadori and Petra, Nighteye's expression froze. Even Mirio and the assistant standing nearby were stunned; they'd never seen him so shaken.
For nearly half a minute, Nighteye said nothing. Finally, he adjusted his glasses and said, "Itadori, correct? I am Nighteye, the one who invited you here."
"Ah." Itadori responded curtly.
"The specifics of your work experience have already been decided." Nighteye began, "Recently, a gang called the Shie Hassaikai has been causing disturbances. They appear to be engaging in secret deals. Your task is to investigate with Mirio and gather intelligence on their operations."
He held up a tiny bug-sized tracker.
"Place this on their members when you find them. Use your time-stopping ability if needed, but do not engage directly." Nighteye instructed.
Itadori frowned, "Is this supposed to help me grow, or are you just using my ability for your problems?"
Nighteye adjusted his glasses again, "In time, you'll understand how this benefits you."
After a tense pause, Itadori folded his arms, "Fine. But don't expect me to play along if this turns out to be a waste of my time."
The next day, dressed in their hero costumes, Itadori and Mirio patrolled the city streets. Their mission was clear: gather intelligence, stay unseen, and ensure the trackers were in place.
Meanwhile, back at the agency, Nighteye sat alone in his office, deep in thought. Picking up his phone, he dialed a familiar number.
"All Might... we need to talk. It's about... ONE FOR ALL."
All Might, who answered the call, was also shocked.
After listening to Nighteyes' words, he agreed to the other party's request for a meeting with a stern face.
Twenty minutes later.
Wearing the Dio and Jotaro fusion outfit they designed themselves, Itadori and Mirio strolled along the city streets.
When they were about to pass the first intersection, Itadori suggested that they act separately.