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Level 2: Button Mash

Asuna puts her phone away, before thinking back to earlier in the day.

The way Izuku smiled at the activation of the Gashat, his attitude shifting completely... He really is growing up to be like Emu in a way...

And Asuna has no clue on whether or not that's a bad thing yet.

Izuku wakes up the next morning to his phone ringing, the boy tiredly picking it up. "Hello?" He asks, his eyes half shut.

"Ah, this is Midoriya, right? It's All Might, I was calling to see if you would like to start training today?" The man on the other side speaks.

Izuku stays quiet for a moment, processing the information. Why would All Might call him? This is a prank ca- WAIT NO IT ISN'T. Izuku rockets up from bed, his eyes now fully open. "Y-Yes sir! Sorry, I didn't get to sleep until late last night due to studies." 'Studies' being a mix of actual studying and trying to speed run the latest version of Mega Man X for the umpteenth time. "Where would you like me to meet you?"

"Oh, excellent! I'll be at Dagobah Beach Municipal Park! Oh, and when you see me in person, try to keep it on the down low." The man says, before hanging up.

Izuku looks at his phone, a few moments of quiet passing before his face drops into a flat expression. "He didn't tell me what time..."

The waves of the ocean crash against the beach of Dagobah, the sands littered with trash. Izuku remembered coming here, once, back when he was just a little kid. It was far, far cleaner then, but with the currents dragging up a lot of trash a few years later, it soon became the new hotspot for illegal dumping. Everything was thrown out here, from your standard convenience store bento, soda cans, and standard kitchen trash, to huge items like televisions, refrigerators, and even broken down cars. Of course, the amount of trash has lowered over the years (due in part to a generous donation from an anonymous contributor paying for cleanup crews to actually help, as well as a certain young man coming out here every once in a while to help as well).

The boy came to a stop as he saw the gaunt form of All Might looking out over the beach, a smile on his face, as he looked over the waves. Izuku approaches him cautiously, taking the man's directions to keep his identity on the down low. "Uh, A-All Might?"

"Hm?" The man turns, looking back at Izuku. "Ah, there you are. I'm surprised you came this early, I only hung up about ten minutes ago." The man says, a neutral expression taking over his features.

"Well, you didn't exactly give me a specific time to meet you, and I live close by, so... Here I am." Izuku says, shrugging his arms, before placing them into the pockets of his tan shorts. "So, why did you want me out here anyways? I thought you only wanted to watch me train."

"That's right, but I didn't say I'd be watching your usual routine. Instead, I want to see how you work in odd environments, and unconventional routines." All Might turns back around, looking over the beach again. "I had hoped we would have more material to work with, but it seems that people have been cleaning this beach as of late. I do wonder who could have done that."

"Ah, who knows. I'm just glad someone finally decided to fix it up. Real health hazard." Izuku says, looking away from the beach as he does so. All Might gives the young boy a questioning look, before clearing his throat, once more grabbing Izuku's attention.

"Regardless, it still works for my intended purpose." The man speaks, before buffing up into his heroic state, before jumping over the wall separating the beach from the rest of the park, the number one landing in a small circular clearing. "I want you to reach me without jumping over the wall, walking through the path cleared, or transforming! I want to see if your training has worked in any capacity!" He boasts, placing his hands at his hips.