#inkogiri

[Friendly Talk]

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“Inko.”

“And then you decided, ‘Hm, maybe I should hurt the boy of my Best Friend-“

“Inko.”

“And you never really consideredhow I would feel on this matter!”

“Midoriya Inko.”

She looked back him, surprisedthat he called her by her full name. Kurogiri wasn’t the type to do that unlesshe was extremely agitated, leading her to pale and quickly apologize to themist bartender who dismissed it rather quickly. Strange, she thought. Wasn’t the man upset? Then again, nobodycould read his expression behind the misty cover. The said man put down hisglass of wine, legs crossed. He looked at Inko who was currently worriedbecause she might’ve hit a nerve.

“…I’m not upset Inko. It’s just…itgets rather tiring when I hear the incident again in detail. I was there whenit happened, and I calculated my moves. I made sure that he would be hurt butnot too fatally, alright?”

She quieted immediately. She waswell aware of her best friend’s status and current role, yet she had forgottenhow critical this man was. After all, it had been a few years since hedisappeared and only now had they started to communicate again. Her apologeticface caused Kurogiri to sigh and lay his hand on her shoulder.

“Now, now, it’s fine. How’sIzuku? Is he doing well in school?”

“He’s…he’s doing rather well!!His trainer said his quirk is working well with him physically, so he doesn’tsuffer as much damage as he did initially. His grades are improving as well…Ijust feel like I couldn’t be a competent mother, you know? He’s still a littleboy and all these injuries are taking a toll on him, and I can’t even do asingle thing!”

“Inko-chan.” He looked at herwith gentle eyes, rubbing her back softly.

“Inko-chan, don’t say that. Stop doing this to yourself. You’re agreat mother. Remember the story you told me when you stood up to the teacher?You care a lot. Dreams take sacrifice, dear… Izuku isn’t as childish as he usedto be. He’s a growing boy, but he still needs his mother. Just do the littlethings, greet him, ask how his day was, how’s he doing. He’ll be so happy. Don’tsay you’re incompetent, okay? You’re the best mother I’ve ever met.” Inkolooked up at him, sniffling.

“You really think so?”