In the Hospital Room

Sorry to bother you--

As Jilan Jiyu spoke, they opened the door to room 505. Inside, there was an empty bed, and the other side was covered by a curtain, through which one could vaguely see a figure sitting on a stool.

Just as Jilan Jiyu were hesitating whether to disregard etiquette and go in, a slightly surprised female voice came from behind the curtain. "Is that the class monitor?"

Soon, the person sitting on the stool stood up, pulled back the gauze curtain, and revealed the beautiful face of a girl wearing the U.A. High School uniform.

"... Yaoyorozu? So the receptionist meant you were the one in front of me..." Jilan Jiyu quickly accepted the receptionist's description of her as a "great beauty." Thinking about it carefully, it made sense; in their class, only Yaoyorozu could be called that.

Asui is a typical cute girl, Jiro always has a cold demeanor, Ashido seems very supportive, Uraraka is the kind of girl with a friendly personality, and Hagakure is completely negligible...

Of course, this is something I'll only think in my mind; I don't know what kind of treatment I'll get if I say it out loud.

Did the receptionist say anything? Yaoyorozu was stunned for a moment, but didn't pay attention to the question. Instead, he bowed deeply to Jilan Jiyu like a socialite.

"Jilan, thank you so much for arranging for Ojiro -kun to come and rescue us!"

Upon hearing this, Jilan Jiyu immediately understood why only the Mountain Zone hadn't responded at the time; they were probably already in danger.

"This is all thanks to Ojiro- kun; you should thank him."

"No!" Yaoyorozu stubbornly kept her head down. "Without Jilan's arrangement, Ojiro wouldn't have been able to come to our rescue. We might have been taken hostage and used as tools to threaten All Might!"

"Okay, okay, I accept your thanks..." Jilan Jiyu were at their wits' end with people who were so insistent on etiquette, and replied helplessly.

"Jilan, are you alright?" Shota Aizawa had been relegated to the background until now, suddenly spoke up, interrupting their polite exchanges. "If I had to say, I should thank you too."

"It's just what I should do as class monitor." Jilan Jiyu looked at Shota Aizawa. "I'm fine, but teacher... you seem to be seriously injured."

Aizawa leaned against the wall behind the bed, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. One hand was wrapped in plaster, and the other hand was sticking out from under the covers to receive an IV drip. His messy hair looked like it had never been washed, and his face was wrapped in several layers of the same bandage that had once hung around his neck. His whole face was covered up like a mummy. He was listening to the conversation between Jilan Jiyu and Momo Yaoyorozu, relying solely on his hearing.

"It's not that serious, it just looks scary," Shota Aizawa's lazy voice came through. "My eyes aren't blind, I just can't open them temporarily because I overused my Quirk, and my broken arm will heal quickly."

"Teacher, your injuries are really bad!" Yaoyorozu turned around and started lecturing, "Luckily, this is in Hero Specialist Private Hospital. If it were in a regular hospital, an injury like yours would have taken at least several dozen days to recover!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Shota Aizawa had a headache. His female student was good in every way, except for her unexpected nagging in places like this.

Shota Aizawa quickly changed the subject, turning his head towards the door. "Jilan, you probably don't know what happened next, so let Yaoyorozu tell you."

"Okay." Jilan Jiyu placed the tangerines she bought downstairs on the small round table that was illuminated by the light. It is said that this kind of fruit can supplement calcium, which should be beneficial to Shota Aizawa.

He sat down at the foot of the bed near the window. Although he had already heard the result from Asui, since this was Shota Aizawa's way of changing the subject, he didn't mind hearing it again.

"Really... Teacher, you wouldn't mind listening to the beginning again, would you?" Momo Yaoyorozu sat down on the stool, sighed, and said gently to Jilan Jiyu, "Then I'll start with my experience..."

"So it was Iida who went to report to the school..." Jilan Jiyu had no doubts about this; in fact, he was the most suitable person to do so, and he made the right choice.

But in another part of Yaoyorozu's story, a question arises—why would All Might stand still and wait for the League of Villains to attack? This is completely inconsistent with All Might's flamboyant and proactive style.

But Jilan Jiyu glanced at Shota Aizawa, who had no expression on his face, and resisted the urge to ask—now was not the time.

"After the police arrived, we all went to the infirmary. After receiving basic treatment, we were questioned by the police in an empty room next door." Momo Yaoyorozu glanced at Jilan Jiyu. "At the time, I wanted to stay and take care of you, but Asui insisted that she take on this responsibility..."

Perhaps feeling guilty about her own injury? Jilan Jiyu didn't think too much about it and asked, "What about the Thirteen? Has he been discharged from the hospital?"

As we just learned, Thirteen was ambushed by the Warp Gate of the Kurogiri and couldn't react in time, so the power of his Quirk "Black Hole" was completely absorbed by him. Fortunately, Thirteen, adhering to the principles of Pro Hero, subconsciously held back and did not fully unleash his Quirk. Otherwise, with his powerful Quirk, he would have likely lost his life, not just suffered a back tear.

"I went for a physical exam on the Thirteen," Momo Yaoyorozu said, a troubled look on her face. "I really don't know why the teacher is still wearing that spacesuit here..."

"He'll take his clothes off during doctor's checkups, but he refuses to take them off in front of students for the sake of his dignity..." Shota Aizawa responded. "He always says that if you saw his true face, you wouldn't admire him anymore. He's such a quirky person..."

"Aizawa- kun, it's not heroic to talk bad about me while I'm gone!" Thirteen, still in her spacesuit and in a wheelchair, was pushed in by a nurse. Upon seeing Jilan Jiyu, a cheerful voice came through the microphone, "Oh, Jilan- san is here too! As you can see, we're recovering very quickly!"

"That's wonderful," Jilan Jiyu said with a smile. "The students at U.A. High School are all waiting for you to return to class soon."

"You're too kind, Jilan. There's absolutely no need for you to use such polite language with me." Thirteen said cheerfully, "You did a great job this time, you didn't let me down as class monitor... I've decided that in the next rescue training, you'll be the one playing the injured person!"

"Are we still going to train at USJ?" Jilan Jiyu, somewhat surprised. "The enemy just appeared..."

"That's my life's work! I'd cry if no students studied there!" Thirteen now gave off a completely different vibe than his usual serious gentleman persona; instead, he exuded approachability and a sense of humor. "Besides, with Cementoss helping with the repairs, the damaged building will be restored soon!"

"And..." Thirteen's voice, which had been tinged with amusement, gradually deepened, "If we don't conduct rescue training in USJ, wouldn't that mean we've lost...?"