Chapter 95: A Plan, A Discovery
Izuku, who had been deep in thought, suddenly spoke up, his brow furrowed with concern.
—Aoi, I just thought of a problem. How are we going to control the level of power on the street? There are too many people for too few heroes and police. After all, most of them will be busy dealing with real villains.
Lida adjusted his glasses, considering the point carefully before responding.
—That's true. How are we going to monitor so many people to ensure they're following the safety limits established by law? A lot of people might not follow the recommendations.
Momo nodded slowly, her mind already working through the logistics.
—That's true. And since the population is large, it's impossible to pay attention to every civilian. Until this part is resolved, I don't think the project has any chance of being approved.
Kirishima scratched the back of his head, looking a little worried.
—Is it that serious that it could cause the project not to be approved?
Bakugou crossed his arms, his voice sharp with irritation.
—It's more than serious. There will always be some idiot who thinks they're clever and tries to take advantage.
Aoi smiled, the expression calm and confident, as though he'd already anticipated every objection.
—This is very simple. To be exact...
Kaminari leaned forward eagerly.
—How is it very simple?
Everyone turned their attention to him, waiting for the answer.
Aoi explained smoothly.
—We can do the following: I'm going to create a bracelet that the person will receive after finishing one year of school. It will be registered with their name and complete documents so we know it's theirs. And you'll also have documents to show the police in case they stop you thinking you're suspicious, to prove your innocence and that you're following the law. These bracelets will be like a driver's license. They will have the following functions: first, it will have the energy limit defined in it. If you use more than that, it beeps and sends a message to the nearest hero or police station. And depending on the type of mistake you made, you can be fined in money or lose your civil license. And one more thing: once a year you have to take the bracelet to the police station or a government agency for inspection, to check if everything is okay and you haven't tampered with anything.
And about the use: if you left your house without it, then using your quirk is fine. But if you left and used your quirk even without it, you'll have to deal with the police. And also, the greater the destruction your quirk causes, the lower your limit will be. After all, the limits for a quirk like Bakugou's and a quirk like making soap bubbles can't possibly be the same.
Aoi looked at them calmly.
—What do you think of this?
Lida's eyes lit up with excitement.
—Yes, this is the perfect solution. This way the law can be enforced and everyone has the right to use their powers.
Momo nodded thoughtfully, her expression clearing.
—I have to admit I can't see any flaw in the plan for this beautiful future.
Izuku's face brightened, his voice full of enthusiasm.
—If we manage to do everything right, we can save lots of people from using their quirk the wrong way and getting arrested.
Bakugou grunted, still annoyed but clearly intrigued.
—But the same problem happens. The trash villains will come after us with everything at every step that shows this plan is perfect. It's confirmation that they're going to attack.
Kirishima grinned, pumping his fist.
—Then let them come. Fighting for a better future against villains who want to destroy—there's nothing more manly than that.
Tsuyu tilted her head slightly.
—Well, but even so we should be careful. We need first for Aoi to convince All Might to join. Who knows, maybe the other teachers will help too so we can bring the plan to reality.
Mina bounced on her toes.
—Yes, with help from everyone this future will be possible.
Uraraka looked concerned, her voice soft.
—But doesn't this monitoring system take away people's privacy and freedom?
Aoi's smile was gentle but firm.
—No, it doesn't. It's not a GPS. What happens is just this: let's suppose a civilian exceeds the limit. The bracelet only sends with the IP of that civilian that he exceeded the energy limit. The police will see the severity of the incident and apply the punishment. And another point: I'm not forcing anyone to do the schools. If you don't want to, just live as you've always lived and nothing changes. But if you want benefits, they also come with responsibility. It's simply easy to understand that.
Uraraka's worry melted into a bright smile.
—Then everyone will be able to be happy with this new world.
Aoi watched their excitement, shaking his head slightly with a small, private smile. He thought to himself:
—This is the reason I don't tell the dirty part of the plan. All of you live in Disney thinking the world is beautiful. You can't handle the weight of knowing the real world is dirty.
He looked at them again and said:
—Well, we've talked enough for today. It's better for you to go to your rooms, and I'm going to mine too.
He walked over to Eri, gently lifting her—still wrapped in her blanket—and cradled her carefully against his chest.
Uraraka tilted her head curiously.
—Aoi, who is this cutie here?
Aoi's voice was quiet, almost protective.
—She's a little girl my mom adopted from the orphanage because her previous family, let's say they weren't examples of good people.
The room fell silent. Everyone understood the unspoken implication in Aoi's words.
Rei, sensing the shift in mood, spoke softly.
—Well, it's better for everyone to go to sleep soon. It's already late.
They said goodnight to Rei and headed to their rooms, the weight of the conversation still hanging in the air.
Aoi turned to Nemuri, Rumi, and Ryuko.
—Looks like we're going to have company tonight. After all, the little one might get scared if she wakes up alone in a strange room with no one.
Rumi grinned.
—I don't mind.
Nemuri smiled warmly.
—Leave it to us. We'll take good care of her.
Ryuko's expression softened.
—As heroes, we must take care of this little one's wounded heart.
While the atmosphere in Aoi's house was filled with hope and quiet determination, across the city in the ruined factory, Chisaki had just arrived. He stared at the destruction—the shattered roof, the cracked walls, his subordinates battered and unconscious—and listened in furious silence as they stammered out what had happened.
Chisaki's voice rose to a roar.
—What do you mean you lost Eri, you idiots?
He shouted again, veins bulging in his neck.
—Do you know how important she is to the plan?
His gaze snapped upward to the gaping hole in the ceiling, hatred burning in his eyes.
—When that bastard comes back for the recipe, he'll only find death. I swear.
The words echoed through the empty factory, cold and final.