What goes around comes around (IzukuxJiro)

Final: Part 1: To be Challenged

1 week later

"No, Hitler did not 'yeet the Russians across Asia'. The Russians beat back the Nazi's after winter. Hitler forgot that you cannot attack the Russians in winter, and he got his forces wrecked after winter." I groan, as Kaminari rubs the back of his head

"But.....I thought Hitler was smart....at least tactically speaking." Kaminari says, and I laugh

"For the first half of the war, yes. Then he got cocky. Then he got stupid. Then he blew his brains out. Look, point is, Dude screwed up too many times, and lost." I say, and Kaminari shrugs

"If you say so...." Kaminari mutters, and I sigh

"Alright, now that we got out of the way, can we please move onto the Cold War?" I ask, looking over at Yaoyorozu

"You know, the Cold War really wasn't a war, persay." An unidentified voice says, and I trace the voice to a man leaning against the door leading into the room. He's a tall man, probably close to six feet, with a fit, but not enormous frame. His grey eyes search me, as I note his expensive-looking suit and his wavy black hair. After a few seconds of scanning him, I decide that unless he has a hidden knife somewhere, he probably doesn't have any weapons. 

"Father? What are you doing here? I thought you were at work!" Yaoyorozu says, walking over the man, now identified as her father, and wrapping him in a hug. The man chuckles, and returns the hug. 

"I managed to dip out of a few meetings. I assume these are your friends?" Her father asks, and Yaoyorozu goes to introduce us. 

"Well, that's Mina...That's Kaminari....Ojiro...Sero....Jiro....Shinso....and finally Midoriya." Yaoyorozu says, gesturing to all of us, including the purple-haired insomniac of our classmate, who joined us after he professed he need a bit of help with Modern Art. 

"I recognize most of you from the Sports Festival......Midoriya, did you join the class recently? I don't remember seeing you in the Sports Festival...." Mr. Yaoyorozu notes, and I shrug

"Under extraneous circumstances, but yes." I reply, and he looks me over

"You're Karma, aren't you?" He asks, and I raise an eyebrow

"I am. So what?" I reply, and he raises his hands, in a sign of surrender

"Nothing. Just wondering. Besides, you do carry an air of constant vigilance. Don't think I didn't notice you searching me for weapons." He says, and I raise an eyebrow. 

"Midoriya, you did that?" Yaoyorozu asks, shocked, and I shrug

"Force of habit at this point. If someone has hidden weapons, you need to find where the weapons are before they use them. You don't wanna be the guy who gets shanked, then robbed, because you got cocky." I reply, and Sero speaks up

"You act like you've been mugged like that before." He notes, and I shrug

"Nope. Just seen it happen a few too many times." I reply, and Mr. Yaoyorozu looks at me

"You know, I actually want to talk to you about what happened in your time as a vigilante. You're a very interesting kid, or at least I hope so." He says, and I raise an eyebrow

"Whaddya want to ask? I'm not dealing with one of these idiots, so I'm all good." I say, jabbing a thumb towards Kaminari and Mina. 

"Hey!" Kaminari says, but I ignore him, instead focusing on Mr. Yaoyorozu

"Well....I would say my largest question is simple. Why?" He asks, and everyone turns to look at me

"Yeah, you never really told us that....." Jiro mutters, and I shrug