I Stream DC on Marvel-Chapter 819 My Hero Academia: In Detective Tsukauchi’s Sights, Overprotective Nemuri and Kaina, Another Day as a Hero, The Dangers of Being a Womanizer, and The Power of Shamelessness.

Inside Nezu's office were Allen, Kaina, Nemuri, and Nezu.

Allen was sitting on the couch with his arms stretched out and resting along the back in a relaxed manner.

"hm~ mm~"

To his right, Nemuri hummed a tune as she poured him a cup of coffee. To his left was Kaina, sitting with one leg crossed over the other, arms crossed and eyes closed in thought.

As for Nezu, he was at his desk reviewing documents.

"Hey, you're adding too much sugar," Kaina said, opening one eye.

"Shut up, Allen likes it this way," Nemuri growled. "Besides, who are you to talk about health?"

"That's the last thing I want to hear from a pervert like you," Kaina snorted.

"..." Allen looked at both of them in silence.

Ever since what happened with the train yesterday, both of them had been acting overly protective around him.

He had already recovered thanks to his solar regeneration, but in their eyes, Allen had just been discharged from the hospital and needed special care.

"Come on, are we really going to keep this up?" Allen smiled confidently. "I'm not that fragile, and as I told you, I'm already healthy—healthy as a Minotaur."

Nemuri and Kaina didn't respond. Instead, they stared at him silently with suspicion. They didn't believe him. Allen was the kind of person who didn't like showing weakness to avoid worrying others.

"You really don't believe me?" Allen smirked. "Want to check if my body's fine?"

"Doesn't sound like a bad idea," Kaina said as she began unbuttoning Allen's shirt.

"Exactly!" Nemuri exclaimed as she did the same with his pants.

This time, Allen was left speechless. It wasn't until Nezu cleared his throat that both women froze, remembering they were in his office.

Allen gave Nezu a thumbs-up. This guy had just made a great assist.

"Tsutsumi-sensei... Kayama-sensei... I don't wish to interfere in your personal lives, but these things shouldn't be done in public. Please wait until you get home."

"..." Allen opened his mouth. Sure, he was a "bit" of a womanizer and had no problem aiming for older women, but Nezu—you're the principal. Shouldn't you be saying something in this situation instead of encouraging it?!

Although Nezu was extremely intelligent, one must not forget that he wasn't human, so his worldview differed slightly from common sense. To him, human females being attracted to Allen was a natural phenomenon. As long as they followed school rules, he had no intention of causing them trouble.

"Understood, Principal," Nemuri said with a professional tone. However, her eyes burned with a pink glint, and her body leaned against Allen as if craving his contact.

"Understood," Kaina said seriously, though her hand continued to hold Allen's with possessiveness. She also seemed to want to do the same as Nemuri but didn't dare.

"..." Allen knew that thanks to Nezu, he would have difficulties when they got home. Of course, those kinds of "difficulties" didn't bother him.

....

A few minutes passed before the door opened, and All Might entered along with a young man with black hair and a suit.

"I see everyone's here..." All Might said, not noticing the closeness between Allen and the two women—or perhaps unconsciously ignoring it.

"We've been waiting for you," Nezu said, standing up.

The man standing next to All Might opened his eyes when he saw Allen. Rumor had it that his relationship with Midnight and Lady Nagant was close, but not to this extent.

"All Might, who's your friend that keeps staring at me like a detective?" Allen smiled.

"My apologies. Allow me to introduce myself—I'm Naomasa Tsukauchi."

All Might smiled awkwardly. "He's an old friend. Detective Tsukauchi has helped me with investigations for many years. He also has many connections and holds significant influence within the hero police."

"It's a pleasure," Allen said.

[Naomasa Tsukauchi

Quirk: Lie Detector

Type: Emitter]

Artoria – A guy with a Quirk like that becoming a detective… what a surprise...

Esdeath – Does that bother you, goddess?

Artoria – No, it's just that this detail bothers me. If you have a Quirk that turns part of your body into a weapon, do you become an assassin? If you have a Quirk that needs blood, do you end up becoming a villain? ...what causes that—society or fate?

"..."

Once Tsukauchi finished introducing himself, everyone took their seats while he remained standing in front of them.

"This is the information we have so far." Tsukauchi took out a small projector and placed it on the table. Several images of suspicious individuals on the train appeared, but one stood out—under his hood, he had a metallic guard covering his mouth.

"Wolfram..." All Might growled.

"Looks like he changed his style..." Allen narrowed his eyes as he noticed a mark on the man's face that hadn't been there before, along with an eyepatch covering one eye.

"Wolfram is one of the most powerful villains under All For One, and we believe his Quirk was one of the factors that caused the train to lose control."

Kaina frowned. "But didn't they say it was a system error?"

Nemuri crossed her arms. "Wait, Allen clearly said he felt the train was being driven by the suspension and electromagnetic propulsion system itself... what happened to that?"

"It was a combination of factors. The system itself and Wolfram's Quirk must have worked together."

"No wonder it was so hard to stop..." Allen snorted. "I won't let him escape next time."

Everyone in the room fell silent. Even now, it was hard to believe that what happened yesterday wasn't just a dream.

Tsukauchi silently observed Allen. This young man was on everyone's lips, and even his superiors had asked him to find out whatever he could about him. The only thing the Commission knew was that he had been found by Nezu and placed under the care of several heroines.

'Very cunning, Principal Nezu...' Tsukauchi thought.

Sooner or later, Allen would reveal his abilities to the world. Before that happened, Nezu had ensured he formed close relationships with four superheroines, two of whom were in the top ten. That way, even if the Commission wanted to investigate him, they couldn't be too invasive.

Of course, Nezu had expected Ryuko, Mirko, and Midnight to act as a shield for Allen—but he hadn't expected them to grow so attached to him. If Allen hadn't left the Commission the same day he was summoned, Nezu believed they might have stormed the place.

Tsukauchi would get in touch with them if he learned more about the incident; in the meantime, he asked Allen to be careful, since they weren't sure what All For One's motive was for what he did.

....

Allen returned to Kaina's apartment with both of them. Tomorrow was Saturday, so he wouldn't have classes and could rest. However, on Sunday he had promised several girls he would help them study.

Once home, Nemuri took Allen by the hand to the couch and made him sit.

"Are we really going to keep this up?" Allen asked. It didn't bother him that they were worried, but it seemed like they were afraid he might trip and hit his head.

Bocchi – They're just scared...

2B – Master, I understand that, given your strength, worrying about you is almost ridiculous, but the heart has no logic.

Makima – Hearing an android talk about the heart feels so surreal.

Anemone – Yeah, sure, like a demon in love is any more normal.

Albedo – Huh?! All my heart and devotion belong to Allen-sama! What's strange about that?!

Anemone – My image of demons has been shattered after meeting you... for the worse.

Wednesday – Don't worry. There will be worlds with cruel or emotionless demons... you'll get your chance to see them.

Rebecca – It definitely won't be the world of those big-chested demons from the chat hahaha!

For the rest of the day, Allen stayed home obediently while being taken care of by both girls. Although there were arguments, by the end of the day they seemed to reach an agreement not to kill each other.

That night, they even slept with Allen—though not before threatening each other that if either did anything inappropriate, they'd be kicked out of the bed.

Nemuri pressed her lips together and reluctantly agreed. Kaina was left speechless and grateful that Allen no longer lived with this shameless woman, or she didn't know how long she could hold back before attacking him.

....

On Saturday, Allen didn't rest. Instead, he stood at the apartment entrance while Kaina sighed behind him. She knew she couldn't stop him—and shouldn't. He had grown, and all she could do was hope the path he chose was the right one.

"I'll be back in the afternoon," Allen said with a smile.

Kaina's eyes lit up before she gave a faint smile. She knew that even if she couldn't stop Allen from flying away, she could at least give him a place to return to.

"Yeah… just call if you need my help. I'll come immediately."

"I will..."

Allen stepped out and headed to the rooftop of the building. He didn't take the elevator, instead, he climbed the stairs. With each step, his clothes changed into his suit, and by the time he reached the door, a red cape had appeared behind him.

The sun high above wasn't blinding to him—it felt revitalizing. And when he reached the edge of the building, the vast city of Mustafu spread out before him.

The first thing he did was focus his hearing. He could hear anything in the city, but the difficult part was filtering each sound and voice to find what mattered.

– "Mom, I already told you I couldn't answer earlier."

– "Yes, boss, I'm on my way, but traffic is hell. Since yesterday the main street has been closed."

– "Should I buy doujinshi physically? No, what century am I in? I'll just buy it digitally."

– "Ma'am, control your dog!"

'It's always annoying...' Allen couldn't understand how Superman endured hearing so many irrelevant things without wanting to curse.

– "Stay away from me!" a frightened man shouted.

'Hm?'

– "Shut up and get in the vehicle!" said a woman with a voice as cold as ice.

'A kidnapping?'

This was a world of Quirks, so he wouldn't rule out something like a woman kidnapping a man.

"That poor soul needs me!" Allen said, while thinking about the bonus he'd receive. It wouldn't be much, but little by little he could buy a house in this world too. After all, in less than a year he would turn eighteen—he couldn't live in someone else's home forever. Still, saving lives was what mattered!

Allen opened his eyes slowly before flying in the direction of the location. On the way, he informed All Might. Even though it was Saturday, the man had no issue assisting him.

All Might – Be careful. It could be a trap.

Allen wasn't an ordinary superhero. At the moment, his situation had placed him in the sights of All For One and all his subordinates.

"I'm fine. Just keep me informed if something comes up that requires me."

There were many superheroes around the world—just in Japan alone, there were thousands. But Allen had the strength to face challenges that would be impossible for most heroes.

All Might – Leave it to me. It's the least I can do.

Some heroes create their own support and intelligence teams. Others rely on the Hero Commission. Some use the police to stay informed about where they're needed. But there was also the simplest method—patrolling and waiting to encounter crime. However, that was a passive approach, and it would be a waste for Allen to operate like that.

"That again?" Allen mocked. "If you feel that bad, talk to the Commission and tell them to pay me more."

All Might – That's...

....

With his current flying speed, it didn't take him long to arrive. The place was an apartment building. Using his X-ray vision, he saw that in the parking lot, there was a middle-aged woman pulling a man by the hand.

The woman was large and looked like a fighter, while the man was thin and fragile-looking.

"Well, whatever—I'm already here."

When Allen appeared in front of the pair, they were startled.

"What?!"

"You're Allen Walker!"

"Huh?!" Allen frowned. "I'm Absolute Walker. Do you think I have a superhero name just for decoration?"

"Sorry!" the man apologized as he fell onto his back.

"Relax, old man. I'm a hero, remember?" Allen shrugged. "So, what's going on? I heard your shouting from the other side of the city."

They exchanged glances. Had Allen really come just to stop their argument? Wasn't there something more important out there?

"Hey, don't waste my time. There are a lot of bonuses out there— I mean, a lot of people to save."

"Ah, sorry!"

The man shrank back in fear, while the woman looked at him with contempt.

"This bastard, spineless coward, scum, piece of trash, son of a bitch, small-dicked idiot is to blame for everything!"

Allen crossed his arms, nodded, and looked at the man coldly. He didn't know what this guy had done—he didn't even look like he could hurt a fly—but he could tell the woman wasn't lying by monitoring her heartbeat.

"And what exactly did this miserable insect do?" Allen asked, ready to scold him with righteous fury.

"He cheated on me! I found out this bastard has another woman!" the woman exclaimed, fire burning in her eyes.

"..."

Allen's face froze upon hearing the reason, and something very unusual happened—he became nervous and uncomfortable.

Gwen – Yeah, he's a bastard haha!

Felicia – Absolute human trash~

Saya – A total piece of garbage!

Rukia – A pervert!

Eve – What else? He's an insect!

Ivy – ****

The Chat burst into laughter—not just because of the irony of the situation, but because Allen himself had basically spat into the sky and gotten it back in his face when he insulted the man.

Allen cleared his throat. "Well… about that… I'm not exactly the best person for this kind of situation, you know? I'm not a relationship counselor."

"Wait!" The man crawled toward Allen. "Don't leave me here! This woman is going to castrate me!"

"Relax, man. It's just an argument, I don't think she'd—"

*Clink*

The woman dropped a box cutter onto the ground. Without saying a word, she picked it up and looked at the man indifferently.

"Okay… before this turns into a crime scene, how about I talk to him? Maybe there's some kind of misunderstanding here."

The woman frowned but nodded.

Allen grabbed the man by the collar and dragged him a short distance away so she couldn't hear them. Once there, he released the terrified man, then grabbed him again by the neck.

"Alright, how screwed are we?"

When the man saw Allen's expression shift from hero to accomplice, he felt strange—but it also gave him the confidence to speak.

"It's true… I cheated on her. I couldn't control my impulses. I'm trash. I don't deserve to exist."

With every word, Allen felt like he was taking another punch straight to his handsome face.

"Well… don't be so hard on yourself. These things can happen..."

"I deserve to be castrated for being a womanizer!"

"..." Allen had no idea how to respond to that.

Emma F. – Hahaha, sorry darling, but this is gold!

Saeko – Is this divine punishment?

Rias – Seems like the world is sending you a message~

Amanda – I can't even express how funny this is! hahaha!

Natasha – Oh sweetheart, why are you so pale?~

This was unbelievable. Allen, whose face was tougher than the Great Wall, had just taken a critical hit that ignored all defense.

"I deserve punishment. Maybe I should just let her castrate me..."

"No, damn it!" Allen grabbed the man by the collar. "Listen, yeah—you messed up. But not everything is lost. The important thing is to admit your mistake, and from there we move forward."

The man's eyes regained their light, and he looked at Allen as if he were a saint.

"Thank you, thank you for not abandoning a womanizing piece of trash like me!"

"Ugh… why don't you just tell me everything… and what's your name?"

"Sorry, I'm Kenji Kirishima..."

"Kirishima?... don't tell me—"

The man scratched his head. "Hehe, that's right. I'm your classmate's father, Allen-kun."

Allen had thought he looked familiar. The man was red-haired, but it was hard to believe he was Kirishima's father. Looking at the skinny man, Allen pinched the bridge of his nose, realizing the kid definitely took after his mother.

"And who did you cheat on your wife with?" Allen couldn't believe this man dared to cheat on a woman who looked like she could split him in half.

Kenji took out his phone and showed Allen a photo. In it, Kirishima appeared with his parents, and next to them was a "woman" who looked like a gorilla. Kenji's wife was already huge, but this woman was like the Yeti.

"That's Hanami-san… my wife's mother."

"You're telling me you cheated on your wife with her mother?" Allen slapped his forehead. "What were you thinking?!"

Hippolyta – ...

Diana – ...

Saya – ...

Yuriko – ...

"Well..." Allen coughed.

"It's just… I'm very weak, and I've always liked strong women..."

"That's not strong—that woman's a gorilla."

Kenji was a simple man with very specific tastes—that much was clear. Allen didn't dislike women like Mirko, but this woman looked like a male gorilla with lipstick. Still, if Kenji was happy… right?

Allen shook his head and steadied his breathing. "Listen, you're screwed. If there's one thing I've learned from experience, it's that honesty is the foundation of any relationship. The moment you cheated her, things went to hell—but it's not completely over!"

"Really? Wait—did you just say from personal experience?"

"Kenji, focus! We're not talking about me!"

"Right!"

"You're lucky," Allen said seriously and confidently. "Standing in front of you is the only person in the world who can help you."

The Chat looked at Allen with disdain. This bastard thought everyone was like him. The harsh reality was that if an average man tried to have more than one woman, he'd be slapped at best—and stabbed at worst.

Kenji was not ridiculously handsome, absurdly powerful, or overwhelmingly charismatic. He wasn't a charming scoundrel, hadn't saved the world, defeated apocalypses, survived the devil, or fought enemies capable of harming his loved ones.

In short—he was no Allen Walker.

"What should I do?!"

"Relax, my dear Padawan. Let's be realistic—you're as weak as a scarecrow, you've got no backbone, and you lack pretty much everything. But that doesn't matter. There are no secret techniques, no magic tricks—you just have to show your heart."

"Huh?"

"That's right. You messed up, and at this point, a simple apology won't fix things. But you can show her everything—why you fell in love with her, remind her how much she means to you, and that despite all your mistakes and flaws, you still love her… then you can pray that's enough. If not, at least you might avoid getting castrated."

Kenji wasn't entirely convinced, but he nodded. "Alright… I'll try. I won't let things end like this."

"That's the spirit!" Allen patted his shoulder but stopped him before he left. "You might want to improve that image… leave it to Uncle Walker."

Kenji was confused.

....

Kirishima's mother, whose name was Akari Kirishima, stood in silence. Now that Kenji was no longer in front of her, her eyes dimmed. Beneath the anger and muscles was a wounded woman.

"Akari-san..."

Kenji's voice reached her ears.

"Do you remember when we met?"

She turned to look at him with a frown, but before she could get angry, she froze in shock.

Kenji was wearing his old school uniform—the same one he had told Allen he wore when he first met Akari. However, as expected, time had passed, and the uniform was now too small for him.

"What are you doing?" Despite her anger, she couldn't help but laugh at his pathetic appearance.

Allen smiled from a distance. "Good! Phase one—disperse her anger. Now show me what you've got, Kenji!"

"I was a weak guy who was always bullied for being skinny. I thought it was my fate to be trampled by others, and I longed to be strong—but I lacked the will to pursue it."

"That day behind the gym, I remember being on the ground, covering my face while other kids kicked me like always. But that day, something changed. A girl appeared and beat them all up. You were the embodiment of my desire—strength incarnate—and I fell in love with you." Kenji stepped forward, causing Akari to step back until her back hit the wall.

Allen smirked. He was an expert—a damn expert! Only he could get Kenji out of this situation.

'Go for it, Kenji!'

"I didn't care that they called you a grizzly bear, a silverback gorilla, or a hairless mammoth!"

The Chat felt like punching Kenji for saying that, but unexpectedly, Akari didn't get angry—instead, she blushed.

'Oh hell! Keep going, Kenji!' Allen thought.

"That's why I didn't fall in love with your mother because she was another woman… but because she was your mother!"

"That's the spirit, son!" Allen clenched his fist in anticipation; this was the power of shamelessness.

Silence fell.

Was this shit actually going to work?

Akari lowered her head. She looked like a puma about to tear someone apart—but when she raised her face, her eyes had turned into hearts.

"Keiji-san!~"

Akari tackled the man in the parking lot and began tearing his clothes off while kissing him. Allen felt disgusted and looked away.

The Chat spectators were left with their mouths open. They couldn't believe that all the nonsense Allen had told Kenji had actually worked.

Allen turned around and flew off into the distance. He was a hero—one who didn't just save lives, but relationships… or something like that.

....

While flying, Allen sent Kirishima a message.

Allen – You're welcome.

He also sent one to Mirko.

Allen – Remember that promise about showing me that private beach? Well… I've got time.

With all due respect to Kenji, but the image of his wife and mother-in-law had burned into Allen's retinas, and he needed something beautiful to cleanse himself—like a sun-kissed beauty in a swimsuit.

....

Days passed, and the exams for the hero training camp had arrived...

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A/N: It had been a while since I'd written a chapter of nearly four thousand words. 🍷🗿