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If Reia was being honest, she kind of felt useless when it came to the students' training. Because she didn't have a quirk, there was no way for her to help train them physically. Sure Aizawa was there for that sort of thing, and she was at least able to keep up with Ojiro for a little bit during their sparring match, but if they were to go all out, there was nothing she could do to actually go up against them.

Maybe it was good that she couldn't. There were a lot of factors that set her apart from the kids and their teacher, and one of those things was body reinforcement. She realized this when Midoriya had fallen from the tree 45 feet in the air. That in itself should have broken several bones, but the boy had gotten up like it was nothing. The same thing also applied when Bakugo hit his face with a grand explosion. Reia scolded him, considering that they were supposed to be keeping Midoriya's training a secret.

But all-in-all, the display showed her how weak she was compared to them. She shouldn't be comparing herself. She knew that. They were literally people from a different world, so of course they would be different from her. And plus, they've been training for basically a whole year, Aizawa even more. Their bodies were more resilient, more toned, and more athletic. They were training to be heroes. Reia wasn't. She shouldn't be bothered. Of course she knew that.

So why was she?

Sighing, Reia shook her head as she glanced down at the thick binder in her hand. Back when she was gathering information about Midoriya's quirk and writing it down, she also had been watching the students train with Aizawa from afar. They were all sparring against each other using their quirks. Aizawa was letting them use their quirks now, though he had told them to be careful not to injure anyone too badly since Recovery Girl wasn't there to help them. When she saw them fight against each other, she unconsciously began to pick up on some of the things that the kids should improve on.

Then she realized. Midoriya wasn't her only student. She had almost forgotten that a class of hero hopefuls were under her tutelage for their school subjects. She wanted to save them from their fates, or at least improve their circumstance when they got back, so instead of just Midoriya, she should be writing about improvements for the other students, shouldn't she?

Once she thought about it, she already knew what she had to do. Alongside Midoriya's individual improvements, she also began to study up on the other students' quirks and write down how or possible things they could try to help improve them. After two days of all-nighters, plenty of coffee sessions, she ended up with a binder for the students' training that was about five inches thick. And she hasn't finished it yet.

There were still some students' profiles that she hadn't completed, but she could probably do it during her off time.

Reia stared absentmindedly at the binder on her desk. She could feel the way her eye would twitch momentarily, the weight of her own eyelids working against her. Leaning lazily against her hand, she continued to stare at the binder, as if willing for it to move. She should probably get up now. The kids were almost finished with breakfast, and it was almost her time to teach. Come to think of it, she hasn't actually had breakfast, has she?

It's not like she was hungry anyway.

Sighing gently, Reia forced herself out of her chair and picked up the large binder before exiting the office. It's been a few weeks, and during that time, her and Aizawa began to slowly make improvements to the pool house they were using as a makeshift classroom. For one, both of them were now sharing an office.

In the pool house they were using, there were some additional rooms in it. Along with the small kitchen that was exposed to the outside area on the right side of the open room of the 'class', there was an extra room on the right further into the small building, which was attached to a bathroom that was open to both the classroom space and the room. The two adults ended up turning that extra room into an office.

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