BNHA: Singularity

After seeing Julianna, Historia, Rebecca, and Ferrus off, Izuku exhaled a sigh of relief, prompting Nezu to muse, "Quite the interesting young lady, isn't she?"
Shaking his head, Izuku forced a smile and replied, "I'm more interested in her mother, not that I have any intention of pursuing either of them..."
Exhaling a light chuckle, Nezu mused, "Ah, yes, Lady Pendragon is quite the exceptional beauty, isn't she? Lord Pendragon is a lucky man."
With Nezu gesturing back toward the dining room, Izuku accompanied him, reclaiming the seat he had just risen from a few minutes prior. Nezu did the same, linking his paw-like fingers together before asking, "So, how were they? I assume you committed their statuses to memory?"
Nodding his head, Izuku revealed, "Lady Pendragon's Level wasn't very high, but she appears to have a basic mastery of Ice Elemental Magic. As for Historia, Rebecca, and that scary Maid...the former has the potential to be a monster. Her five Quirks aside, she possesses Perks that make her borderline indestructible and functionally immortal within the boundaries of the British Isles."
Raising his non-existent brows, Nezu remarked, "That's some useful information. And it certainly explains her bravado..."
Shaking his head, Izuku asserted, "I don't think she's aware of it. At the very least, her parents aren't. If they were, I doubt they'd let her travel abroad like this."
"I concur," replied Nezu. "As far as I'm aware, those that have gained access to Status Windows cannot see their Perks. That seems to be an ability unique to you and those within your Party."
"Speaking of which...are those with Status Windows able to view or share their statuses with others?" asked Izuku. "I've been wondering that for a while now."
"It is possible to share, but there also seems to be a Skill called Read that allows certain individuals to view the Status Windows of others, including monsters," revealed Nezu. "However, if there is a large disparity between the Level of the user and the target being observed, it only reveals partial information."
"Seems fairly useful..." remarked Izuku, adopting a somewhat cheeky smile as he added, "Though, not as useful as my inherent observation ability. I've yet to meet a single person whose Status I couldn't read in full."
Nodding his head, Nezu mused, "Indeed. Your observation ability might very well be one of the most valuable aspects of your Quirk. Information has always played a vital role in war and politics. When utilized properly, it can provide considerable leverage over people and circumstances as a whole~."
Punctuating his statement, Nezu pulled out his palm-sized holographic projector, triggering it to reveal the image of Izuku conversing with Luna in the second-floor dining hall. From an outside perspective, it looked a little surreal to see a wolf-headed woman interacting with a comparably ordinary-looking human...
Before Izuku could ask, Nezu revealed, "I had already hacked into the hotel's security and surveillance systems before leaving Japan. I'm not fond of being spied on, and my crawlers will let me know if any ne'er-do-wells access or attempt to compromise the building's security."
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Izuku flatly remarked, "I'm also not fond of being spied on..."
"I'm afraid that can't be avoided in this situation," said Nezu. "With the President of the United States temporarily residing here, you can expect everyone in this building to be closely monitored. There are a number of intentional blind spots, particularly within the high-end suites, but there are no less than seven satellites and more than a hundred agents keeping a close eye on everyone moving in, out, and about this building."
Though he could understand why security was so tight, Izuku couldn't help exhaling an exasperated sigh. Security at the expense of privacy had been a touchy subject in his previous world. He hated being spied on, but he would definitely want to know what people were up to if they entered his home or a place he was charged with safeguarding...
Shaking such thoughts from his mind, Izuku met Nezu's gaze, asking, "Any particular reason you pulled up this hologram?"
"Three, actually," replied Nezu, explaining, "First and foremost, I wanted to remind you that your actions are being closely monitored. Secondly, if you decide to pursue this particular heteromorphic woman, you should be aware that she has ties to the Italian Mafia. If she suddenly invites you to meet her family, I suggest you politely refuse."
"Wait, seriously?" asked Izuku. "If that's the case, how'd she manage to get a job in a hotel that caters to the President?"
Exhaling an amused chuckle, Nezu's eyes gleamed as he said, "Though they would deny it, the American Government has close ties with most of the criminal organizations and groups that have established roots in their country. Ms. De Luca's family owns the construction firm that renovates and maintains the Waldorf Astoria and several other landmark buildings. By entrusting the matter to them, the Governor doesn't have to worry as much about other organized groups since the Mafia tends to clean house and take care of outsiders on their own."
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Though he didn't plan to 'pursue' Luna as Nezu suggested, Izuku made a mental note not to piss off the peculiar wolf girl. He wasn't exactly scared of the Mafia, but it was generally best not to offend groups that had been around for hundreds of years, especially if they operated enterprises that spanned the entire world.
Seeing through Izuku's thoughts, Nezu raised his brows and remarked, "I wasn't attempting to discourage you. Rather, I support how open-minded you are. A disheartening number of people regard those with mutant and heteromorphic Quirks as less than human. Even if your feelings are simply the result of curiosity, I hope you continue to foster a positive relationship with the heteromorphic community."
Exhaling another exasperated sigh, Izuku muttered, "I don't even think about things like that unless someone else brings it up. Heteromorphs? Mutants? In the end, we're all people. Asshats that construct reasons we can't coexist are the real sub-humans..."
"Most people would agree with you," said Nezu. "Unfortunately, it is often a very vocal minority that controls public discourse, often towards making people afraid. It's much easier to control people that way."
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Seeing the frown on Izuku's face, Nezu exhaled a soft chuckle and said, "That's one of the reasons Heroes are so important. It only takes one truly inspirational individual to inspire others to change for the better. Toshinori believes you have what it takes to become such an icon, and I agree. You may not be perfect, but you are compassionate and willing to put your life on the line to protect others. You also appear to have the literal support of our planet. That must account for something."
"You'd think so..." replied Izuku, adopting a wry smile as he considered himself grossly unqualified for the tasks set before him. He planned to give it his all, but as a Paragon 'candidate,' he knew he wasn't the Hero that Telania had desired. She simply couldn't afford to request the aid of a proper champion...
"Well, either way, you won't be going at it alone," said Nezu. "You have a real knack for drawing others to you. If you ever find yourself in a pickle, you can expect that Toshinori, myself, or a member of your ever-growing Party will pick up the slack. No one person should have to bear the fate of an entire world on their shoulders."
Nodding in affirmation, Izuku's expression softened into a genuine smile as he replied, "I'll keep that in mind. Thank you, Sensei..."
Returning a smile of his own, Nezu mused, "No need for gratitude. As your Principal, I have a duty to guide and support you. Now, I believe I've kept you here long enough. I also have other matters to attend, so unless you want to stick around and watch me pour over data streams and security footage, I'll see you sometime before your departure."
"Will you be okay alone?" asked Izuku. "I saw Toshinori heading to lunch with Cathleen."
Adopting a somewhat scary smile, Nezu mused, "You're mistaken if you believe that you and Toshinori-kun are my only forms of protection. Bar the sudden appearance of our mutual enemy; I'm reasonably prepared for just about anything. To that end, feel free to venture outside and explore the city. You also have permission to act in the capacity of a Hero but try to avoid any serious situations or circumstances where you interfere with the duties of other Heroes."
Raising his brows, Izuku asked, "Venturing outside...isn't that just asking to be targeted by the Chinese?"
Maintaining his smile, Nezu replied, "Heroes, especially famous ones, are constantly targeted by villains and criminal organizations. With the power at your behest, all you have to worry about are errors in judgment. That's a weakness that can only be overcome with experience, so go, cut loose, and have fun. Just be careful if you enter any nightclubs. Hollywood has glamorized American nightlife. It's really just a cesspool of lonely people looking to drown their sorrows in drugs and alcohol."
As he had spent a substantial amount of time at nightclubs in his previous life, the smile on Izuku's face cramped. He knew Nezu wasn't launching a personal attack on him, but it 'felt' personal, knowing how much time and money he had spent on women whose names he couldn't remember and expensive alcohol whose brands he couldn't pronounce...
"I'll keep that in mind," replied Izuku, rising to his feet as he added, "See you around, Sensei..."
Nodding his head, Nezu mused, "Take care, Midoriya-kun. Your flight is on the 5th, specifically at 9:30 AM, so be sure to return before then."
Though he was tempted to remark he had no intention of staying out of the hotel overnight, Izuku ultimately remained silent. Melissa had gone with her father to some conference where scientists from around the world had gathered to discuss the Meta World Transversal phenomenon, so he had very little reason to remain in the hotel if Nezu didn't require his protection.
With such thoughts in mind, Izuku departed Nezu's suite, passing by the Secret Service Agents before stopping outside the entrance to his own. It was barely past 1 PM, so he had at least 4 hours before the girls woke up back in Japan. Even then, they had classes to attend, so he could only exchange a few texts with them before they became too busy to respond.
Earning curious looks from the Secret Service Agents stationed outside, Izuku exhaled a sigh and rested his forehead against the cool surface of his door. It made him feel like an ass, but he was seriously considering accepting Luna's proposal to 'hit the town.' Nezu's comment about going to a nightclub hadn't been randomly thrown out. Rather, before she gave him her phone number and informed him of when she would get off work, Luna had invited him to accompany her to a fairly famous club only a few blocks from the Astoria...
Shaking his head, Izuku opened the door to his room, kicking off his shoes before entering the living room area and plopping down on the couch. As boring as it sounded, the 'smartest' thing to do would be to stay in his room. He wasn't 'that' curious about New York, and if he saw something going down, he wouldn't be able to ignore it. He might not have a justice boner like Toshinori, but he was still a Hero...provisional or otherwise...
Staring at a spot on the ceiling above, the notion that there might actually be something wrong with him entered Izuku's mind. A part of him craved action, but until now, he had gone out of his way to avoid getting involved in anything serious. Now that Nezu had more or less put him on the spot, intentionally or otherwise, he felt like he should be doing something more than sitting on his ass or taking a nap...
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(A/N: I dunno, man. The world would be a better place if people napped more xD...)

Checking himself out in the mirror, dressed up in his Hero costume, Izuku couldn't help remarking, "I look like a jackass..."
Though he was quite fond of his costume, Izuku had never seriously worn it publicly. Now that he was considering going on patrol around New York, he suddenly felt reluctant. It didn't help that, while utilizing Blackwhip, he looked more like a villain than a Hero.
*do-do-do-do-do~*
Hearing the phone to his room, Izuku turned away from the mirror, making his way over to an ornate landline, seemingly comprised of gold and ivory.
"Hello...?"
"Apologies for the disturbance, but is this Mr. Paragon speaking?" asked an exasperated-sounding man.
"Who's asking?" asked Izuku.
"This is Thomas Nicholson of the concierge, calling on behalf of Ms. Luna De Luca. She insisted that the two of you were acquainted," explained the voice.
Raising his brows, Izuku thought, ("I know her Bond Level shot up to 88, but I couldn't have left 'that' deep an impression on her...")
Looking at the phone's built-in clock, Izuku noticed it was around twenty minutes after Luna's shift had ended. He figured she would just go about her business if he didn't show up, but he was apparently mistaken.
"Is she there right now?" asked Izuku.
Before the concierge could respond, the sound of the phone being snatched away from him echoed through the phone, followed by the voice of Luna answering, "Heeeeey~! Where the heck are you? Weren't we going to hit the town together?"
"Sorry, but some things came up," replied Izuku, adding, "I didn't exactly come to New York to play around..."
"Well, are you busy right now?" asked Luna. "We don't have to go clubbing or anything. We could always go for coffee. Or, if you have time, maybe go to the mall, watch a movie, and grab a bite to eat? I know this darling little diner on West 23rd Street."
Exhaling a faint sigh through his nose, Izuku replied, "Sorry, Luna, but I'm busy. Maybe some other time."
Though there was a slight pause, Luna eventually replied, "Hey, it's okay. I would have preferred it if you had let me know in person, but it is what it is. Let's talk tomorrow at breakfast, okay?"
Before Izuku could respond, Luna apparently returned the phone to the concierge, prompting him to state, "I apologize for the inconvenience..."
"It's fine," replied Izuku, hanging up the phone and feeling the slightest tinge of guilt. He hated lying to people and felt partially responsible for leading Luna on, even if that was never his intention. Odds were, she just wanted him to take her to an expensive restaurant or buy her some stuff, but he couldn't know that without actually going out with her.
Shaking his head, Izuku made his way to the master bedroom, pulling out an armored briefcase and retrieving a thick laptop to peruse the files that Nezu had forwarded him. Luna might not have seen his Hero costume, but she knew his Hero Name. New Heroes drew a lot of attention, so now that he told her he was busy, going out on patrol was no longer an option. He could lie to her again by telling her he was forced to go out, but piling lies upon lies was rarely a good idea...
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"I"m baaaaaaack~!" called out Melissa, entering Izuku's suit around 10:20 PM. By then, Izuku had already changed back into civilian attire or, more accurately, business casual. After all, he had no way of knowing when Historia would come to bother him or if someone important would show up.
"Welcome back," replied Izuku, emerging from the master bedroom with a smile. "Have you eaten? If not, there's Pho in the fridge."
Returning a luminous smile, Melissa revealed, "I went to dinner with my Papa. We had Italian food at a restaurant called Trattoria Sofia."
"I'm glad you were able to spend some time with your father," remarked Izuku, gesturing to the couch and adding, "Do you want to talk about the conference?"
Though she exhaled a tired sigh, Melissa joined Izuku on the couch, snuggling up to him as she complained, "People can be so dumb, Izuku. Nearly half the scientists at the conference believe we should prioritize finding a way to stabilize the breaches, not close them. Like, I understand where they're coming from, but we have enough problems trying to solve the crises of our world. Proposing to send expeditionary forces to others is no different from invading foreign lands. It's only going to make things worse. If anything, we should be trying to reach an accord with those on the other side..."
Nodding his head, Izuku muttered, "Then that's what we'll prioritize once the breaches materialize in Japan. If there are entities on the other side we can communicate with, we'll try to reason with them. If we can't, we'll focus on finding a solution to close the breaches permanently..."
Regaining her smile, Melissa placed her head against Izuku's shoulder and mused, "I knew you'd see things the same way as Papa and me~!"
"Well, peace is always better than war..." replied Izuku, punctuating his statement with a kiss to the bubbly blonde's crown. He would have liked to do more, especially after such an irksome day, but circumstances didn't permit it...
"And how was your day?" asked Melissa. "Meet any cute girls to tour the city with~?"
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Raising her head from Izuku's shoulder, Melissa blinked cutely and asked, "What's wrong?"
Shaking his head, Izuku revealed, "I received an invitation but ultimately shot it down. I mainly just spent the day here..."
Adopting a slightly concerned look, Melissa asked, "It wasn't because you were worried about what I would think, right? I knew what I was getting myself into when I decided to be with you, Izuku. You don't have to force or restrain yourself on my behalf..."
Exhaling through his nose, Izuku assured, "I'm really not...I just didn't think it would be appropriate to fool around while we're on a diplomatic mission with the Principal..."
Furrowing her brows, Melissa asked, "Is that really the case? You're not just trying to put my mind at ease, are you?"
Though she didn't think Izuku was lying outright, Melissa's Intelligence had surpassed 400 during her stay on Ōkunoshima. Her intuition and mental acuity had increased alongside it, so she could tell he wasn't being completely forthright.
Adopting a wry smile, Izuku answered, "You're right. The truth is that I'm tired of you girls seeing me as some sex-crazed beast that can only think with his lower head. I don't 'need' to have sex with every single girl I take an interest in..."
"But you 'want' to, right?" asked Melissa, adopting a gentle smile as she added, "If that's the case, you should just do it. None of us are going to judge or resent you, Izuku. We love you just the way you are."
"..."
Feeling that she had put Izuku on the spot, Melissa tried to lighten the mood, leaning against him and adopting a teasing smile as she added, "Now, tell me all about her. She must be attractive or fairly unique to have caught your attention."
Though his response wasn't immediate, Izuku eventually told Melissa everything he knew about Luna, including her affiliation with the Italian Mafia. Melissa wasn't all that surprised by the latter, as a lot of Italians in New York had at least a tangential connection to the Mafia, but her brows raised quite a bit when she learned that Luna was a full heteromorph.
"Did you get a picture of her?" asked Melissa, genuinely curious to see what Luna looked like.
Shaking his head, Izuku replied, "No. She gave me her number and told me when she would be getting off work, but I kind of stood her up. Not intentionally, but she had the concierge call around twenty minutes after her shift ended..."
"Oh, wow," said Melissa, subsequently asking, "What was her Bond Level before and after your encounter? You must have gotten a look at it, right?"
"It was 71 the first time I looked and 88 when we parted ways," replied Izuku, recalling the information as images within his mind. And, now that he said it aloud, 71 was quite high for an initial impression...
Thinking the same thing as Izuku, Melissa remarked, "That's pretty high. Maybe she recognized you from the UA Sports Festival? It was broadcast around the world."
"It's possible," admitted Izuku. "But it's equally likely that she views me as a nice-looking wallet. She knows I'm visiting from another country, so she could just be aiming for my money under the guise of having a good time."
"Isn't that better?" asked Melissa. "I know the thought of 'using' women makes you uncomfortable, but you should be able to satisfy your curiosity and move on fairly quickly this way."
"Well...you're not wrong..." replied Izuku, adopting a wry smile due to the sheer ridiculousness of the conversation. He never expected Melissa, of all people, to be the one encouraging him to have a vacation fling or one-night stand. Women could be frightfully adaptive at times...
Nodding her head, Melissa stated, "I'm planning to accompany my father for the second day of the conference tomorrow. You should take Luna on a date and explore the city. You can't stay cooped up in your room during your first trip to the US."
Though he was tempted to suggest accompanying Melissa and her father to the conference, Izuku eventually forced a smile and joked, "Assuming she isn't too upset about me blowing her off this afternoon..."
"She asked you to meet her again, right?" asked Melissa. "She can't be 'that' upset. If so, you could make it up to her by buying a pendant or a pair of shoes. If she's half the gold digger you suspect her of being, that should silence any complaints she might have. Just make sure to get her photograph. I'm sure the others will want to see what she looks like."
"Sure..." replied Izuku, feeling like he had just been coaxed into something he had made a concerted effort to avoid. It wasn't a pleasant feeling, but, at the same time, a small part of him was looking forward to the following day. At the very least, he wouldn't be stuck inside, bored out of his mind...
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"You're here~!" exclaimed Luna, dressed in a distinctly different outfit from her waitress getup. In place of a white blouse, bowtie, apron, and slacks, she now had on blue-blocker glasses, a punk rock t-shirt, form-fitting leather pants, a stylish biker jacket, and boots.
Raising his brows, Izuku asked, "Do you not have work today?"
"Not exactly," replied Luna, briefly poking out her tongue before clarifying, "I asked my friend, Becky, to cover my shift. I figured you would be busy again this afternoon, so I thought we could at least enjoy a meal together. Whaddya say?"
Since pretty much everyone from the group chat had spurred him to accompany Luna on a date, Izuku adopted a smile and replied, "Sure, sounds good. Do you want to eat here or go somewhere else?"
"Oh, can we!? I know a ton of great restaurants!" exclaimed Luna, linking her hand around Izuku's bicep and pressing the side of her boob against him as if it were completely natural.
Nodding in affirmation, Izuku replied, "So long as they aren't too far from the hotel. We could also go and see a movie. I don't have anything going on today."
"Really!?" asked Luna, her ears and brows perking up as her bushy tail began to sway excitedly behind her. It wasn't full-on wagging, but she was clearly thrilled by the prospect of a day, potentially even a night, on the town.
"And it'll all be my treat," replied Izuku. "Consider it my apology for not accompanying you yesterday afternoon."
"Seriously?" asked Luna. "You don't need to apologize or anything. It was my bad for thinking we had agreed to meet up. Anyways, just forget about all that. Let's go have some fun~!"
Pulling Izuku by his hand, Luna guided him to the elevator, taking it down to the employee parking area in the basement. There, she revealed to him the true reason she had on leather pants and a jacket. Rather than simply thinking they were stylish, it was because she had an actual sports bike...
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(A/N: For those that are curious, I wrote two chapters of a Bleach Fanfic pilot and posted them to my Patreon. I'm not planning to drop this story, but I just wanted to get the idea on paper before it disappeared into the abyss. &macr;\_(ツ)_/&macr;)

Staring at the slip of paper containing a phone number and the time when Luna finished her shift, Izuku shook his head and exhaled a faint sigh. He had similar thoughts in the past, but the ease at which he was able to get the apparently Italian girl's number left him once again thinking he was in an eroge or a doujinshi.
"It's a real shame..." muttered Izuku, crumpling up the slip of paper and slipping it into his pocket to dispose of later. He wouldn't have minded having a one-night stand with Luna, but there was a time and a place for everything, and he wasn't in a position to act without inhibitions. He did, however, leave her a 300% service tip since he felt responsible for giving her the wrong impression.
With the elevator reaching the floor he was staying on, Izuku's eyes opened in surprise when the doors parted to reveal Toshinori in a yellow tuxedo and Cathleen, the latte resembling a female bodybuilder that had squeezed themselves into a black dress.
While Toshinori's eyes widened like Izuku's, Cathleen smiled broadly and said, "Oh, if it isn't your Sidekick. What was his Hero Name again? I think it was something cute like Kyokan?"
"It's Paragon," replied Toshinori, waggling the index finger of his right hand as he added, "Also, he's not my Sidekick! Paragon here might be young, but he's already a fine Hero!"
"Oh? If it's you saying it, it must be true," mused Cathleen, extending her left fist to Izuku as she added, "Nice to meet ya, kiddo!"
Though he was somewhat reluctant, Izuku returned Cathleen's fist bump, replying, "It's nice to meet you as well. Are the two of you heading down to get something to eat?"
Adopting a massive, toothy grin, Cathleen elbowed Toshinori in the side, stating, "It's my job to keep this big lug in check if he goes out of control, so yeah, we're grabbing a bite to eat together. I'd invite you to join us, but I'm sure you have your own thing going on."
Understanding that Cathleen was effectively telling him to stay out of the way, Izuku returned a curt nod and said, "Some other time, then." before making way for the golden-haired duo. Cathleen fawning over Toshinori risked throwing a wrench into his plans, but the latter's private life wasn't exactly his business...
Before the elevator doors could close, Toshinori said, "Sir was looking for you. He's staying in room 4203."
"Noted," replied Izuku, raising his hand in a casual farewell gesture and waiting for the doors to close before turning around, waltzing down a corridor filled with suit and sunglasses-wearing agents as he made his way to Nezu's suite. Several followed him with their gazes, but none tried to bar his passage as he approached the reinforced door numbered 4203 and pressed the doorbell.
"Are you Izuku Midoriya," asked the voice of a woman over the intercom.
"Last I checked," replied Izuku, raising his brows slightly as he pondered who the voice belonged to. He knew Nezu was planning to introduce him to the Pendragons, but he figured it would occur at a private dinner party or something similar.
"You are permitted entry," said the woman, followed by the door unlocking with a heavy thud. When it opened, a petite woman in a Maid outfit came into view, her inky-black hair styled in two distinct buns and her pupilless golden eyes exhibiting little emotion as she stared up at Izuku with a gaze that caused his Intuition to trigger...
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Name: [Ferrus Lindsey Harington]
Title: Arachnoid Assassin(Agility+30, Vitality+20, Dexterity+50)
Quirk: Death Leg
Bond Level: 50
Current Level: 63
Effective Level: 106
[Attributes]
Strength: 88
Agility: 132
Vitality: 309
Intelligence: 124
Dexterity: 289
Luck: 119
Free Attributes: 315
[Perks]
[Cold-blooded]
[Skills]
[Stealth], [Homing], [Armor Piercing], [Explosive Ordinance]
[Cold-blooded]: Invisible to thermal detection.
[Stealth]: Able to blend into your environment, becoming harder to detect.
[Homing]: Fires bullets that can curve around an object to hit a specified target.
[Armor Piercing]: Fires a high-velocity bullet that can penetrate most defenses.
[Explosive Ordinance]: Fire an incendiary projectile that can bounce off surfaces and be detonated remotely.
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Seeing the petite woman's Title, Level, Perk, and Skills, Izuku's eyes widened quite a bit. Ferrus's resembled an ordinary Maid at a glance, but everything about her status made it clear she took out more than simple garbage...
Sensing that Izuku had seen through her, Ferrus narrowed her eyes almost imperceptibly as she stood to the side, gesturing toward the room's interior as she said, "Sir Nezu and my Mistress are awaiting you within..."
Though it caused the hair on the back of his neck to stand up, Izuku made his way past Ferrus, making his way deeper into the suite to find Nezu and a remarkably beautiful woman with pale golden hair sitting at opposite ends of a dining table. Her Level wasn't particularly impressive, but the status of two lasses beside her caused Izuku's pupils to contract to the size of pinholes...
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Name: [Julianna Soliel Pendragon]
Title: Frost Queen(Vitality+100)
Quirk: Incitement
Bond Level: 57
Current Level: 34
Effective Level: 35
[Attributes]
Strength: 14
Agility: 25
Vitality: 332
Intelligence: 118
Dexterity: 51
Luck: 77
Free Attributes: 170
[Perks]
[Ice Affinity]
[Skills]
[Lesser Mana Detection], [Second Circle Ice Magic]
[Ice Affinity]: Increases affinity for and resistance against ice.
[Lesser Mana Detection]: Able to sense and manipulate Mana to an extent.
[Second Circle Ice Magic]: Able to manipulate Ice Elemental Energy to freeze or reduce the mobility of targets.
Known Spells: Ice Bolt, Frost Touch, Snow Field
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Name: [Historia Kunegunda Pendragon]
Title: Chosen Knight of the Foundry(Strength+100, Agility+100, Vitality+200, Luck+100)
Quirk: Lord of Camelot, Armory, Displacement, Tempest, Discernment
Bond Level: 57
Current Level: 81
Effective Level: 188
[Attributes]
Strength: 144
Agility: 163
Vitality: 959
Intelligence: 89
Dexterity: 142
Luck: 407
Free Attributes: 90
[Perks]
[Authority(Artorias)], [Mana Detection], [Dragon's Heart], [Dragon Scales], [Wind Manipulation]
[Skills]
[Omni-Weapon Specialist], [Fifth Circle Wind Magic], [Elementalization], [Great Divide], [Decapitating Strike], [Spatial Pierce]
[Authority]: The one who bears the Authority of Artorias possesses great charisma and can only be slain by a member of their own family.
Restriction: British Isles
[Dragon's Heart]: Vitality and Mana Capacity increase exponentially with age.
[Dragon Scales]: The user is impervious to most forms of blunt, piercing, and magical damage but weak against weapons with the Anti-Divine and Anti-Dragon traits.
[Wind Manipulation]: The user can feel the flow of air around them and manipulate it freely.
[Omni-Weapon Specialist]: The user has innate familiarity with most types of weapons.
[Fifth Circle Wind Magic]: Able to manipulate Wind Elemental Energy to hasten movements and slice through opponents.
Known Spells: Haste, Aero Bolt, Tempest Armor, Garuda's Wing, Wind of Fortune, Hurricane Crash
[Elementalization]: Able to transform the body into Wind Elemental Energy for a short period.
[Great Divide]: Condense Mana to create a blade capable of splitting the Earth and foes alike.
[Decapitating Strike]: Drastically increases cutting power when aiming for the neck of an opponent.
[Spatial Pierce]: An attack that ignores distance and defense to pierce a target in a straight line.
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Name: [Rebecca Wahldorf]
Title: Tiny Tinkerer(Intelligence+50, Luck+50)
Quirk: Metallurgy
Bond Level: 64
Current Level: 59
Effective Level: 108
[Attributes]
Strength: 63
Agility: 27
Vitality: 353
Intelligence: 215
Dexterity: 165
Luck: 257
Free Attributes: 295
[Perks]
[Genius], [Mana Detection], [Dexterous Fingers]
[Skills]
[Cartography], [Auto-Mapping], [Sense Trap], [Trap Activation], [Sense Treasure], [Resource Detection], [Monster Magnet]
[Genius]: Doubles Experience gains. Half as effective when sharing Experience.
[Mana Detection]: Able to sense and manipulate Mana to a reasonable degree.
[Dexterous Fingers]: Your fingers are quick, incredibly flexible, and allow you to discern things through touch, even with your eyes closed.
[Cartography]: Allows the user to produce maps so long as they are supplied with Mana and ink.
[Auto-Mapping]: When actively utilizing a map, an area of 5x5 meters is automatically inscribed.
[Sense Trap]: Diffiuse Mana through a terrain or dungeon to detect traps within twenty meters. Additional Mana can be used to increase the range up to 100m.
[Trap Activation]: Remotely activate traps detected by the Sense Trap Skill.
[Sense Treasure]: Diffuse Mana through a terrain or dungeon to detect treasure within twenty meters. Additional Mana can be used to increase the range up to 100m.
[Resource Detection]: Automatically detect water, rare minerals, and other natural resources within ten meters.
[Monster Magnet]: You are the natural enemy of Mimics, Changelings, and Doppelgangers. Monsters will instinctually prioritize attacking you.
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Before Izuku could thoroughly peruse their statuses, Julianna remarked, "You must be Izuku Midoriya, the young man that will soon attend the Royal Academy of Heroics alongside my daughter, Historia. Sir Nezu has told us much about you."
Bowing his head respectfully but maintaining a dignified countenance, Izuku courteously replied, "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lady Pendragon."
"Likewise," replied Julianna, shifting her gaze to Historia and Rebecca, stating, "Introduce yourselves."
Rising to her feet, Historia, wearing a sleeveless white blouse with a blue ribbon, a blue skirt, and black stockings, crossed a hand over her chest and bowed at a concise, fifteen-degree angle as she said, "Well met, Sir Midoriya. My name is Historia Kunegunda Pendragon, but my friends call me Histy. In public and at school, please refer to me as Arthur."
Frowning slightly, Julianna looked like she wanted to correct Historia but ultimately remained silent. At the same time, Rebecca, her pigtailed head barely above the table's surface when standing, performed an awkward bow and nervously muttered, "It's nice to meet you...my name is Rebecca Wahldorf. At school, please refer to me as Bedivere..."
Nodding his head, Izuku emulated Historia's act of placing her hand over her chest, bowing his head slightly as he replied, "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintances, Historia, Rebecca. I generally do my own thing, but I look forward to fighting alongside you within the breaches."
"It's convenient that you would bring that up," said Nezu. "It appears that Ms. Historia and Ms. Rebecca have been clearing C and B-Rank breaches for quite some time. Their most recent venture placed them against a vast horde of Goblins, led by a Hobgoblin Chieftain."
Though it earned her a disproving look from her mother, Historia's eyes glistened as she added, "It was a heart-poundingly thrilling experience! When the Hobgoblin Chieftain summoned a series of tiny meteors, why, I thought my heart might burst out of my chest!"
Matching Julianna's expression, Rebecca frowned as she cast a sidelong glance at her lifelong friend and softly lamented, "You're making a scene, Histy..."
"Indeed," added Julianna. However, instead of chastising her daughter, she redirected her gaze to Izuku, asking, "If you don't mind my asking, what Level are you, Sir Midoriya? Sir Nezu informs me you have at least some familiarity with the breaches."
Though he tensed slightly, Izuku showed no obvious signs of hesitation as he replied, "I recently attained Level 50. However, in terms of stats, I am closer to Level 110 and can enhance my body to approximate the stats of a Level 900."
Hearing Izuku's response, Julianna's usually cold, borderline apathetic countenance gave way to an expression of dignified yet open-mouthed stupefaction. Rebecca exhibited a markedly more comical version of the same emotion, but &nbsp;Historia's reaction stood out the most.
Like the battle junkie Izuku suspected her to be, a broad smile blossomed across Historia's face, her green eyes glistening as she linked her hands behind her back and said, "Once you become a student at the academy, it would be my honor to face you in a duel."
"Absolutely not!" interjected Julianna, staring at her daughter as if Historia had lost her mind. Unfortunately, the latter didn't seem to hear her as her gaze was firmly fixed on Izuku, awaiting his response like a child that had just asked Santa if they could have a pony for Christmas.
With Julianna ultimately shifting her gaze toward him, her stare even more intense than her daughter's, carrying with it an unspoken threat, the smile on Izuku's face visibly cramped as he awkwardly replied, "Allies shouldn't fight amongst themselves..."
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(A/N: Beware the battle junkie...)

Chapter 122: Chapter 122