5 minutes passed and Izumi thawed out of her shock.
Her eyes wide open, she immediately turned around and sprinted towards her house.
She arrived home with a heavy breath,
Then barged inside.
"H-Huh!? Izumi! Why did you come in like that?!" Inko asked.
Izumi ignored her and immediately walked up to Izuku's room.
She arrived in front of the door, still short of breath, and opened it.
...
No one.
It was empty.
Izumi ran back downstairs in a panic, where did her brother go?
"I-Izumi dear, what's happening?" asked Inko.
"Mom, do you know where Izuku went?"
"Izuku? Who's that?"
"My... brother?"
A cold realization just settled among both of them, Izumi realized that her entire family forgot her brother, and Inko realized she's been neglecting her son.
"I-Izuku? Wh-where did he go? How could I- Where- I-" Inko was drifting into a panic.
"To his room. Now." Inko charged upstairs to the empty wood door.
As they both stepped inside, a thick smell of iron set in.
"What's this... smell?" Izumi asked as she held her nose.
Inko had a cold shudder as she walked toward his old wooden desk.
Blood.
Inko immediately looked in the garbage bin.
Bandages.
Bloody- Bandages.
Izumi was near to collapsing from the sight, what had her brother been doing- no scratch that, what had SHE been doing all this time?
Inko ran downstairs and called the police.
...
One tear-filled call later and there's a knock on the door.
Inko opened it to see a man with a trench coat along with a short woman with a lab coat.
"Hello, I am Detective Tsukauchi, the one on the other side of the phone when you called. I've brought with me the Youthful heroine: Recovery Girl as she was in the station today," said the detective.
"A-And I'm Yagi Inko."
"Yagi? Alright, well I suggest that Recovery Girl assess your son's room. In the meantime, would you mind answering a couple of questions?"
"A-Alright," responded Inko.
"Excuse me, Recovery Girl? " said Izumi.
"What is it dear?"
"May I join you for the investigation? I- I would like to know what my brother has been doing as well..."
"Hmm... From what I know it is quite serious, are you sure you want to?" said Recovery Girl.
"Actually Miss Yagi, I would like you to stay here since I have questions for you as well," interrupted the detective.
"Oh... ok,"
The Yagis sat down on the couch while the detective pulled out a notepad and sat down on a chair.
"Alright, now I am going to ask you questions to try and learn of your son's disappearance. Are you ready?"
Both Yagis nodded.
"Alright to begin, what's your son's name?"
"My son is called Izuku Yagi." - - - - True
"How old is Izuku?"
"Izuku is 14 years old." - - - - True
"Do you know why your son isn't home today?"
"...No" - - - - False
"Alright, Izumi, do you know why your brother isn't home today?"
"...Yes, he-" - - - - True "No more"
"Were you aware that your son was practicing self-harm?"
"...No." - - - - True
The detective scribbled down some more notes.
"I'm guessing that both your children went to the same school, so do you know if Izuku was bullied, Izumi?"
"Y-Yes, I only found out today" - - - - True
"Alright then, I have a quirk that signals me when someone lies you should know."
Both Yagis shivered, "Inko I need you to answer me, Do you know why your son isn't home today?" the detective said in a pressing tone.
Inko took a deep breath.
"When my children turned 4, we went to find out their quirks. There we were informed that Izuku is quirkless, a-and I'm scared to realize that... for the past decade... I've been ignoring my son." - - - - True
"Inko. Do you love Izuku?"
"I do! I want to apologize to my baby, I want to show him the love that I've been denying him for so long!" - - - - True
At the same time a new aura settled in the air, it was malice, originating from the detective, despite his still face.
"Miss Inko Yagi, while I can tell that you care for your son. I can only guess if your son would accept you for what you've done to him," he said semi-sarcastically.
Inko shuddered.
"As for Izumi, you've done the same thing, but maybe your brother will forgive you as well"
"Y-Yes! I need to be a sister!" Izumi said with a determined tone.
"Sigh, well let's hope your son's condition isn't too bad."
As he said that, the youthful heroine came downstairs.
"What did you find out, Chiyo?"
"My god, this is a very. Very bad case."
The Yagi's shivered when they saw crumpled bits of paper in Recovery Girl's hand.
"To begin, his practice of self-harm is life-threatening. The blood present was also very old, meaning he could have begun to do this as far back as a month ago. Even longer if he threw out the bandages after a while."
Izumi had a fearful expression as she wondered what those bits of paper were.
"Next, I would like you to read what is on these," Recovery girl said as she flattened out the pieces and laid them out on the coffee table.
Now Inko started having a fearful expression.
The papers were written with blood, and said:
"
...
Is this enough?
No
...
Why didn't you help that girl at the park?
Stop, you're terrible
You missed another opportunity
Stop
Yet again!
Stop, I lost that chance
You did not do enough yesterday
No, please, I was just tired
You're welcome, I took care of it for you
I'm getting tired of this, why?
Why must this happen to me?
Just because you had to save him, I have to get screwed over more?
A hero always helps!
Please not again, I'm hurt enough by him already, it's numbing
Why?
I'm just alone
Why was it her?
I should die.
No, fuck this. Fuck all of this
"