Public Trust

Class 1-A took control of the battlefield.

It was not clean. It was not easy. Every step cost them effort, and every mistake almost gave the League a way back in.

But they were moving as one team.

Bakugo forced Kurogiri to defend. Todoroki sealed the ground around the mist. Midoriya broke through clone after clone. Momo and Ochaco disrupted Mr. Compress whenever he tried to approach. Mina, Tsuyu, Kirishima, and Tokoyami kept Toga from slipping behind the line.

The helicopter broadcast captured all of it.

"Class 1-A has turned the battle around!" the reporter shouted. "The promise of Yuto Kanzaki's future agency seems to have lit a fire under them!"

Across Japan, viewers reacted at once.

"Agency? He is fifteen!"

"Can a student even create one?"

"If he does, people will line up to join."

"After tonight? I would trust him."

The same discussion reached the Pro Heroes rushing toward the camp.

Midnight glanced at Nezu, who sat calmly despite the speed of the vehicle.

"Principal, he is still a first-year."

Aizawa's voice was flat.

"He's not licensed. He can't run a hero agency right now."

"No one is saying he can open one tomorrow," All Might said. "But people are already seeing him as someone others can follow."

Nezu folded his paws.

"U.A. has never existed only to produce ordinary heroes."

Aizawa looked at him.

"You sound like you are considering it."

"I am considering the future," Nezu said. "If a student gains ability, public trust, and the will to take responsibility, society will eventually make room for that possibility."

Midnight watched the screen again.

"That's a dangerous amount of attention."

"Yes," Nezu agreed. "And a valuable one."

All Might's eyes stayed on Yuto.

"Young Yuto does not only defeat enemies. He makes others believe they can stand beside him."

On the battlefield, that belief was visible.

Class 1-A pressed the League back.

Kurogiri's warp mist flickered under the pressure.

Twice's clones were being cleared faster than he could manage them.

Mr. Compress clicked his tongue and stepped away from Momo's shield.

Toga smiled, but even she was forced to retreat. Yuto watched silently.

Whether his future agency could exist was not decided by a speech.

It would be decided by results.

And right now, Class 1-A was fighting to earn that trust in front of the entire country.

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