Izuku Has A Quirk Novels & Stories

“What are you doing, Izaya?” Izaya, who also loved the youngest so much, didn't pay any attention as much as he thought. He merely stared at them with anger raging in his eyes. He could tell that he had been bitten on his own. Folded his arms over his chest, Hisoka giggled like a psycho. “You should not give your face to them.” “But I still did.” “Yeah, a beginner's mistake.” “Wrong. Things wouldn’t turn out like this if I were to be firm with them.”

Shizu's cheeks immediately turned red the reason couldn't be known because he himself wasn't sure whether he is embrassed or his heart flutters and he is blushing. As the dinner finished and Chiean Hwa is sitting on the sofa of the living room Shizu walked in with a bowl of an ice creams. Chiean Hwa politely take the bowl and scoped a spoon as he is the one who dislikes ice creams. And to his surprise he silently ate the ice cream because the way that ice cream melted in his mouth is like a smooth butter.

Despite nearly three hours of searching, there wasn’t even so much as a peep to be heard. Now, Yuri isn’t arrogant by any means. Despite all five of them being some of the best among the Phantoms, she knew that Kanzaki isn’t to be underestimated as well. While the guy isn’t their match in terms of fighting ability, his mind works at extreme levels, and he is a genius with an IQ of over 200. Yuri knew that Kanzaki is bound to know by now that they’re in this building, if he is even here, that is.

Amid the chatter, she found herself thinking… Life in Tokyo wasn’t always easy—its pace, the pressure, the expectations. But people managed—some through hobbies, some through small dreams, and others through moments like this, just unwinding with friends. She thought for a moment. Do I even have a hobby? Weekends were usually spent recovering—sleeping in, occasionally meeting Mia and Eriko. She smiled faintly to herself, “I wonder what Heri’s hobby is…” After about 20 minutes of walking, they arrived at Isomaru Suisan—a classic izakaya buzzing with warmth and noise.

"You idiot Quinlee! maybe he thought that you were the pillow he hugged last night! I whispered to myself and I slapped my face. > < ZIK'S POV I used to hug my pillow often when I go to sleep because I find it more comfortable. so, I was surprise when I heard a shout coming from my pillow. "Uhm...wait! How come that my pillow learns to talk? It is just a pillow and not a human being. Tss." I said at the back of my mind and still have no plans to wake up when suddenly someone kick my ass and seconds after I found myself on the floor. >_< . . . "The F*ck!?" I gave her a death glare. "What the f*ck did you do?!" I asked in anger. "Eh, what the fuck are you doing !? Eh, you're the one who's so c