I Stream DC on Marvel-Chapter 820 My Hero Academia: Mirko, the Moon Rabbit; Ochako’s Parents, Itsuka, and Toru Greet Their Son-in-Law; Start of the Pre-Camp Exams; and Superman’s Secret Identity.
(Saturday afternoon, Yonaha Maehama, Okinawa)
The water was turquoise—the first thing anyone noticed upon arriving. The white sand was spotless, without a trace of trash. The warm sun wasn’t suffocating, and the sea breeze was incredibly pleasant.
"I like it..."
Allen sat beneath a beach umbrella, taking in the scenery of what was considered one of Japan’s most beautiful beaches, located in Okinawa.
"I knew you’d like it. I found this hidden beach while I was kicking a kaiju villain’s ass."
Mirko smiled with satisfaction as she sat beside Allen, wearing a bikini.
"You weren’t joking. But I don’t see anyone here?"
Mirko smiled, her ruby-colored eyes gleaming with cunning and a strange warmth. "We’re far from the tourist area. There’s a reef to the north, and the south is a protected zone, which makes this place hard to access. Plus, there’s a dangerous villain around here that keeps people away..."
The villain Mirko had mentioned was tied up and locked in a cave; she had beaten him up, but she didn’t turn him in to the police right away.
"So that means we have the beach all to ourselves?" Allen returned the gaze of the beautiful rabbit girl, who also happened to be Japan’s strongest hero at the moment.
"I suppose..." Mirko smiled.
Allen wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. There was no need to beat around the bush.
No more words were needed before they kissed.
Mirko wasn’t shy—on the contrary, her actions were decisive and honest. Ever since she slept with Allen, she had seen him as her man, so she had no reservations about being intimate with him. The two lay down on the towel, accompanied by the sound of the waves.
Being half woman, half wild beast, Mirko began to give in to her instincts, shouting all kinds of things that, thankfully, no one heard except Allen—and, of course, half of his dolls.
....
By nightfall, Mirko and Allen were lying on the beach, embracing each other. Their clothes were scattered across the sand, but neither of them seemed to care.
"Hm~" Mirko snuggled into Allen’s arms like a lazy cat. If anyone else saw this spoiled behavior, their jaws would drop.
’Did she finally calm down?’ Allen thought, shaking his head.
He had to admit that dealing with Mirko was a monumental task. This girl was practically a wild beast in heat. It had taken Allen several hours to tame her, and he believed it was only temporary—by tomorrow, she would be back to being her usual self.
"Allen... I’m going to move to Musutafu..."
"Huh?" Allen opened his eyes in surprise.
Rumi Usagiyama, better known as Mirko, was not a conventional hero. Unlike most heroes, she didn’t have her own agency, no team, and no permanent place of residence.
Mirko traveled across Japan, searching for the most dangerous villains and situations that required her. In the past, she was famous for being a lone wolf—a hero who made villains tremble. That was, until something changed.
Allen had taken the time to investigate, and he realized that through social media and the internet, people had noticed something: despite being a nomadic hero, Mirko would, without fail, settle in one city for three months every year—and stay there.
It didn’t take much thought to realize that during those three months, she was living with Allen.
"Why?"
"When I met you, I knew right away you would be strong, so I didn’t refuse Nezu’s request." Mirko didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she reminisced, her hand tracing Allen’s chiseled chest and abdomen.
"I guess you were right," Allen chuckled before giving Mirko a playful smack, which only fired her up as she straddled him.
"In the early years... I dragged you from place to place... looking for villains... but I got scolded because that kind of life wasn’t healthy... in the following years, we lived in different cities... and before I knew it, every year... ha... every time we said goodbye... I started to feel lonely..."
Mirko’s breathing grew heavier as she remained in "contact" with Allen.
Mirko had been a troublemaker since her youth. Back in her school days in Hiroshima, she was known as "Usako the Rabbit Ears," a hooligan who was expelled for participating in underground fight clubs. Later, she enrolled in a local hero school, and from there, she dedicated herself to life as a hero.
Mirko blushed as she smiled.
"As you know, I’m an orphan... I’m not saying that’s why I am the way I am... it was my choice to live like this... I don’t regret it..." Mirko paused and looked up at the sky, then lay her head on Allen’s chest, her eyes slightly teary. "But without realizing it, I started to long for something more... and when I said that back then, when you hugged me, I finally understood what I wanted... you."
"Thank you... You really know how to make a man happy." Allen caressed Mirko’s cheek before kissing her. After a few minutes, they separated and remained in silence.
Mirko took Allen’s hand and held it against her cheek.
"I’m not stupid... I know what I said is selfish. I know that right now you’re just getting started, and you’re not in a position for unreasonable requests. Beyond that, I could even get you into trouble," Mirko opened her eyes and looked at Allen with seriousness and determination. "But I didn’t say it half-heartedly. When the time comes, I want to have your child..."
"..."
Mirko’s sincerity left not only Allen but also most of the dolls stunned. Many of them had believed that the rabbit-eared woman had simply been carried away by her instincts when she asked Allen to have a child with her—but that wasn’t the case. She had truly said it after giving it a lot of thought.
Allen closed his eyes. He wasn’t someone who backed down, nor an irresponsible bastard. Of course, ever since he slept with Mirko, he had been prepared to take full responsibility. However, there was something he needed to tell her first.
"I’m not the kind of guy who sleeps with a beauty just for fun. Of course I’m happy, but there’s something I need to confess..."
It was inevitable that Allen would tell her about the kiss with Kaina, about the feelings of several girls in his class, and beyond that, about his own nature as a bastard and a womanizer. He didn’t sugarcoat his words. He didn’t paint himself as a good man—he was completely honest about everything, from his feelings for her to how he felt about Kaina, Nemuri, and the rest of the girls. He even admitted that he planned to "tame" a villain.
Mirko didn’t interrupt. She listened attentively and in silence—until the part where he mentioned Himiko.
"You’re an idiot... she’s a villain." Mirko was at a loss for words. Just as Allen had said, he was a bastard—shameless, brazen, selfish to the extreme, and greedy.
"Well, I’m not an idiot, but I admit I don’t have the best self-control when it comes to women... that brat is my childhood friend, and I want to bring her back—even if it means putting a collar around her neck."
"..." Mirko sighed and facepalmed before standing up.
The moonlight outlined her figure, making her look even more beautiful, reminding Allen of that story about the rabbit on the moon.
"What kind of perverted brat did you turn into..."
Allen sat up and shrugged. "That I’m the worst kind of father a woman could want for her child—but on the other hand, I’d also be the best, don’t you think?"
Mirko was speechless. Even after admitting he was the worst kind of man, he still dared to call himself the best future father.
"You’re an idiot!" Mirko lightly hit Allen on the head before smiling. "Thanks for being honest..."
They both fell silent, knowing there wouldn’t be an immediate answer. Mirko needed time to think, and Allen didn’t pressure her. Even so, their relationship wasn’t as tense as one might expect. At the very least, Mirko said goodbye to Allen the same way as usual—or rather, the way she did before they slept together.
When Allen returned to Kaina’s apartment, where she and Nemuri were waiting for him, he had to explain why he had ended up in Okinawa with Mirko when he had only gone out on patrol.
....
On Sunday, Allen went to Toru’s house for a few hours to help her study. Toru’s mother made a couple of jokes and even warned them to use "protection," which nearly made Toru collapse from embarrassment.
A few hours later, Allen went to Ochako’s house, where he was welcomed by her parents the same way Kazuma had been welcomed by Megumi’s parents. They were more than happy that their daughter had found such a handsome and strong boyfriend.
Ochako, on the other hand, wanted to bury her head in a hole as she watched her parents practically asking when they would get married and even how many children they would have.
That same day, he also went to Itsuka’s house. She lived in a Japanese-style mansion—not as ostentatious as Momo’s, but more traditional, the kind belonging to a family that had carried prestige for generations.
Itsuka’s father was a large man with the appearance of a martial artist. Without hesitation, he challenged Allen to a duel in his personal dojo. It was like a test to see if he could entrust his daughter to him.
Allen defeated the man without much effort, which somehow earned his approval.
Unlike the other girls, Itsuka wasn’t embarrassed by her father’s actions. On the contrary, from the moment she welcomed Allen at the entrance, she had been wearing a kimono and discreetly accompanying him at all times.
Allen wasn’t stupid. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Itsuka was practically acting like a traditional young wife, subtly showing her intentions to her parents.
When Allen left Itsuka’s house, she gave an awkward smile and apologized for her father’s actions. Of course, Allen wasn’t bothered at all. Instead, he called her "young wife," which made Itsuka blush in embarrassment. She had thought Allen wouldn’t notice what she was doing.
The day ended with Itsuka blushing as Allen took a picture of her wearing her kimono.
....
(Monday)
It was an enviable wake-up. When Allen opened his eyes, there were two beauties in underwear clinging to him—Nemuri and Kaina.
As tempting as it was, Allen got up and prepared to head to UA High School.
Both Kaina and Nemuri had classes to teach in the afternoon, so neither of them was in a hurry to leave early. Even so, they walked Allen to the door to see him off—something that was quickly becoming a tradition.
As he stepped onto the rooftop, Allen peeked over the edge. Below, at the building’s entrance, there was a crowd of reporters. It was impossible to keep his place of residence hidden forever—he knew it, and Kaina did too.
Since the reporters wouldn’t leave him alone for a while, he simply flew from his apartment straight to UA.
As soon as he landed, he drew the attention of all the students—from other courses as well as upperclassmen. This time, there were no rumors or whispers—only silence, a feeling of disbelief.
Everyone knew Allen was strong. Everyone knew he had become the youngest licensed hero. But there was something more—something they had all seen that day, something incomparable in weight to anything else.
That image of him stopping the train on the verge of collapse had struck deeply into many of the students.
Allen decided not to linger at the entrance and walked into the school. In every hallway he passed through, the students had the same reaction—it was as if they were wondering why Allen was still attending school instead of out there saving the world or something.
Walking down the hallway, Allen ran into Cementoss and Ectoplasm.
"Walker-kun?" Cementoss looked at him in confusion.
"We were informed that you would be taking a couple of days off."
Allen shrugged.
"Principal Nezu called me to tell me that, but personally, I think it’s an exaggeration... I’m fine."
Cementoss shook his head. "Walker-kun, I understand that you want to stay strong so people don’t worry, but you’re still young. Take care of your body..."
Allen sighed. "Okay, now that’s an exaggeration. I’m not pretending to be strong—I am strong. As you know, I emulated Superman’s abilities. Among them, there’s one that lets me recover quickly by absorbing sunlight. That’s why I’m fine."
"Walker-kun!" Ectoplasm interrupted him. "You shouldn’t be saying that..."
Of course, Allen knew that revealing your weaknesses could bring consequences in the future, but if he didn’t, others would keep seeing him as someone convalescing.
"Thanks for the concern, but if there’s anyone who should worry about that information, it’s Super—not me."
Cementoss felt uncomfortable. Because Allen used Superman’s abilities so often, they sometimes forgot that his Quirk was actually something else.
"See you later, teachers. I didn’t want to be late."
"Go ahead," Cementoss replied, letting him pass.
"..." Ectoplasm said nothing, only nodding and doing the same as Cementoss.
Watching Allen’s back, Cementoss opened his mouth. "Do you have something on your mind, Ectoplasm?"
"I just thought it was curious that ever since Allen became more active, several vigilantes have decreased their appearances."
"...!" Cementoss widened his eyes and looked at Ectoplasm in disbelief. "You don’t think Allen Walker is Superman?"
"I don’t know. His age, build—they’re different. Even his face is slightly different... but that hair and those eyes are identical. And I wouldn’t have believed it before, but after seeing how strong he is, the excuse that his Quirk only creates weaker versions of other Quirks feels pretty weak..."
Ectoplasm had a point—one Cementoss couldn’t argue against. If it turned out to be true, Allen had been using his Quirk to pretend to be someone else and act as a vigilante even before entering UA.
"What a problem..." Cementoss muttered.
If Ectoplasm could reach that conclusion, others might as well.
"I wouldn’t worry too much..." a woman’s voice said from behind them. When they turned around, they saw Thirteen in her space suit.
Ectoplasm turned toward her.
"Thirteen-sensei... why do you say that?"
Thirteen smiled inside her suit. "Because it’s already too late... at this point, Allen is no longer someone they can easily touch."
Ectoplasm nodded. Allen Walker was very strong. At this point, he could defend himself against both the Commission’s hidden intentions and the villains as well.
....
Unlike the previous time when Allen was called to the Commission, the looks from everyone were filled with surprise. How could they not be? Everyone knew about the train incident.
Everywhere—even internationally—footage from high-speed drones was circulating, along with testimonies from the passengers.
The atmosphere in Class 1-A was heavy... but of course, not for everyone.
"Good morning, Allen~" Toru approached him with a confident smile.
"I see you’re feeling confident," Allen smiled, patting her on the head.
"Hehe, I’m lucky to have your help. Now I feel confident enough to defeat this enemy!"
Allen wanted to tell Toru it was concerning that her nemesis was an exam and not a villain, but seeing how happy she was, he held back.
Itsuka and Ochako, who had also received Allen’s help on Sunday—on top of visiting him in the hospital—acted as usual.
Momo and Mina also behaved normally, and seeing this, the rest of the class relaxed. In the end, there was an unspoken consensus to simply accept what had happened and move on as usual.
The first written exam began. When Allen finished his, he glanced at the others. The girls didn’t have much trouble, except for Jiro and Mina, who looked worried. Allen decided he would help them study that afternoon.
As for the boys, Kaminari grabbed his head in despair. Too bad he wasn’t a cute girl—otherwise, there might have been a chance Allen would offer him help.
====
A/N: Some might say Allen is greedy for thinking so much about money, but just imagine how steep the tuition will be for who knows how many kids 🍷🗿
