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MHA104- The End for Ryuu
🕑 Added 2025-05-10 18:00:01 +0000 UTCThere will be a second chapter. Memes are at the end.
I sat on the roof of the agency, smoking. The city stretched below, lights flickering, some still, some moving. The stars were there if you knew where to look, but the glow from the buildings drowned out most of them. Fuck light pollution. Can’t even see the stars anymore, just the reflection of society jerking itself off.
The door creaked open behind me. Mirko dropped down next to me, legs hanging over the edge. She didn’t say anything right away, just reached over and took the cigarette out of my hand.
She took a drag, exhaled, then looked at it. "Shit is cheap."
"Didn’t have time to get anything better."
She snorted. "Guess saving a kid puts a dent in your smoking budget."
I didn’t answer.
She flicked some ash off the side. "So. How does it feel?"
"How does what feel?"
"You know." She gestured vaguely. "All this. The raid, the conference, the whole ‘should we fire this dumbass or not’ debate. Knowing now that you got the licence, everything is on you."
I leaned back, resting my hands behind me. "I dunno. You ever get in trouble for something, but then your mom is so relieved you are not dead that she forgets to actually yell at you?"
Mirko grinned. "Yeah, but she remembers later."
"Exactly."
She passed the cigarette back. "Tsuragamae is probably still debating whether to put you on a leash."
I took a drag. "He can try."
Mirko stretched. "You lucked out. Most rookies don’t get away with pulling this much shit."
I exhaled smoke. "Luck had nothing to do with it. My luck stat is 1."
She looked at me. “What now?”
I shook my head. “Nothing.”
Mirko exhaled, leaning back on her hands. “Shit, that is anticlimactic.”
"What did you expect? Fireworks?"
“Nah, but something. You just flipped the entire hero scene on its head, got your ass dragged into a press conference, and nearly lost your license. Thought you would be a little more hyped.”
I stretched my legs out. “It is over.”
Mirko pulled out her phone, already smirking. “Anyway, enough of the depressing shit. You seen the memes yet?”
I raised a brow. “They started already?”
She snorted, scrolling. “Bro, they started before the press conference even ended.”
She turned the screen toward me, showing the first one. Drakeposting.
First panel: Drake rejecting: "Following the rules and letting an abused child go back."
Second panel: Drake approving: "Beating the shit out of Yakuza and causing political chaos."
Caption: "Midoriya Ryuu, 100% of the time."
I huffed. “Accurate.”
Mirko tapped to the next one. Joker meme.
First panel: Nighteye looking smug. "Ryuu, we had a legal operation in place!"
Second panel: Me, swinging a bat: "I WILL BURN THIS CITY DOWN BEFORE I LET HER GO BACK."
I barked out a laugh. “I didn’t even have the bat that time.”
Mirko grinned. “Bro, doesn’t matter. The energy’s the same.”
She scrolled again. Anakin and Padmé meme.
Panel 1 (Padmé smiling): "So next time you’ll follow protocol, right?"
Panel 2 (Anakin/Ryuu deadpan).
Panel 3 (Padmé nervous): "Right…?"
Panel 4 (Anakin/Ryuu).
I exhaled through my nose. “These people know me too well.”
Mirko chuckled. “You say that like you didn’t cause this yourself.”
Another scroll. UNO Reverse.
First panel (Reporter): “So what happens next?”
Second panel (Me, smirking, pointing at Tsuragamae): “Ask him.”
Caption: UNO Reverse: Midoriya Edition.
I snorted. “That’s just facts.”
Mirko smirked. “You should’ve seen his face when you did that. Bro looked like he aged five years on the spot.”
Next meme. Captain America detention template.
First panel: "So you’re reckless and a threat to hero society."
Second panel (Me, deadpan): "No shit."
Mirko let out a sharp laugh. “Ain’t even a joke, just a documentary at this point.”
I shrugged. “Rock Lock’s probably somewhere punching a wall over this.”
Another meme. Galaxy Brain.
First Level (Small Brain): "Ryuu ruined the mission."
Second Level (Bigger Brain): "Ryuu saved a child, but he still ruined the mission."
Third Level (Galaxy Brain): "If you don’t trust him, just don’t go."
Mirko cackled. “This one’s my favorite. Bro, they’re cooking Rock Lock in the comments.”
I leaned in, reading a few.
@TiredHero21: "Bro spent the whole raid bitching. Should’ve stayed home."
@JustOneKick: "Rock Lock really said ‘I hate children’ on national TV."
@RyuuStan69: "Imagine being mad someone saved a kid. L bozo."
I squinted at the phone, scrolling through the never-ending stream of memes. “Wait. These conversations happened in a meeting. Who the hell leaked these?”
Mirko leaned back, grinning. “You think this shit stays secret? Bro, the second you opened your mouth, some sidekick probably hit record.”
I clicked my tongue. “Figures.”
“Honestly,” she continued, flicking through more posts, “I wouldn’t be surprised if someone in the Commission did it on purpose. They already think you’re a problem. Letting the public eat this up just makes you harder to control.”
I exhaled through my nose. “If that was their plan, it backfired.”
The internet was eating this up. Half the people were calling me reckless, a danger to hero society. The other half were acting like I personally walked into hell, flipped off the devil, and walked back out with a kid on my shoulders. The comments were a war zone.
@TiredHero21: “Rock Lock had a whole ass temper tantrum and Ryuu just stood there like ‘Then don’t go’ lmao.”
@NejireMyQueen: “No but fr, did you see how fast Nighteye tried to brush over it? Bro knew he fumbled.”
@MidoriyaWasRight: “Dude did what every hero should have done from the start. Fucked around and found out.”
@ProHeroAnon: “So we’re just ignoring the fact that he nearly got himself arrested? That he put an entire mission at risk? This isn’t heroism, it’s recklessness.”
@DeleteThis: “Bro literally said ‘I don’t care’ and moved on 💀💀💀.”
Mirko chuckled. “Oh, this one’s gold.” She turned the screen.
Meme: Tom & Jerry “You Think I Care?”
First panel (Tsuragamae, sweating): “Ryuu, you broke every rule in the book!”
Second panel (Me, sipping coffee): “I don’t care.”
I huffed. “That one’s just facts.”
“Right? Oh, hold up—” She scrolled again. “Bro, check this.”
Meme: Squidward Looking Out The Window
Outside (People chanting #MidoriyaWasRight): “MIDORIYA IS A TRUE HERO!”
Inside (Pro Heroes/Nighteye, glaring): “He ruined everything.”
I shook my head. “Nighteye’s gonna have an aneurysm reading this.”
“Doubt he even checks.”
I scoffed. “He checks.”
Mirko snorted. “Bet he saw the first five posts and turned off his phone.”
“Coward,” I muttered.
She went back to scrolling, still smirking. “Oh, this one’s for the history books.”
Meme: The Rock’s Eyebrow Raise
First Panel (Reporter): “Some people think you’re reckless.”
Second Panel (Ryuu): “Did I ask?”
I leaned back. “People really took that press conference and ran with it.”
Mirko smirked. “Brat, you basically served ‘em a full-course meal and left the kitchen.”
I flicked through a few more. Some of them were straight-up edits of me standing in front of a burning building with "Midoriya Was Right" in bold red letters. Someone had photoshopped me into a crusader’s armor with the caption "Deus Vult, Motherfuckers."
And then—
"Oh, hell no." I clicked on one of the memes. "What the fuck is this?"
Mirko leaned over, saw the image, and immediately choked on laughter. "No fucking way."
The screen showed two side-by-side images. The first? A Giga Chad edit of me, bat in hand, glaring like I was about to declare war on the entire hero society. Underneath, the caption:
"I will burn this city down before I let her go back."
The second image?
Me. In a maid dress. Blushing. Holding a feather duster like I was about to do something unspeakable to Nighteye’s office.
"Nighteye-sama, I-I-It’s not like I disobeyed orders because I like you or anything! Baka!!"
Mirko fucking lost it. She fell back, kicking her legs, wheezing so hard she damn near choked. "WHAT THE FUCK—"
I closed my eyes. Breathed. Counted to three. Opened them. The maid dress was still there. I stared at my maidified corpse. Somewhere, my soul died in fishnets.
"I’m gonna kill whoever made this," I muttered.
Mirko sat up, wiping her eyes. "Nah, nah—this is art. You’re fucked. This is never going away."
I clicked the next one, already regretting it.
"Chisaki x Ryuu: Forbidden Love."
Meme format? A fake romantic movie poster.
Title: "A Quirk Too Far."
Tagline: "When Overhaul meets Underdog, love gets rewound."
Image: Chisaki grabbing my chin like some trashy romance novel cover, while I had the most disgusted, horrified look imaginable.
Mirko actually fell off the ledge. One second, she was sitting there. The next, she was gone. I heard wheezing from below.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD—"
I didn’t react. I just stared at the screen, considering my options.
Track down the sick fuck who made this.
Burn the internet.
Self-lobotomy.
Mirko climbed back up, still shaking from laughter. "Kid, you got fans. This is peak comedy."
I turned the phone toward her. "Does THIS look like comedy to you?"
She nodded immediately. "Yes. 100%."
I scrolled down. The comments were worse.
@HornyForVillains: "Chisaki can erase me any day, as long as Ryuu is watching 😩🔥"
@RyuuSimp69: "I bet he kept the mask on during."
@MidoriyaOnTop: "This is why I support independent hero work. No rules, just raw passion."
@LegalizeQuirkMarriages: "Why are you fighting it, Ryuu? The chemistry is THERE."
I closed the app. Deleted it from my phone. Considered throwing the whole device into traffic.
Mirko wiped a tear. "Nah, you can’t escape this. They got you."
I stared at the city, breathing through my nose. "If I kill every single one of them, do you think the internet will notice?"
Mirko snorted. "They wouldd just turn you into another meme. 'Murder Daddy Ryuu.'"
I clenched my jaw. "That sentence should never exist."
She nudged me. "Yo, imagine if Nighteye sees this shit."
I froze.
Oh. Fuck.
Nighteye absolutely checked his social media. He was exactly the type to monitor public perception, analyze data, track trends—
He was going to see this.
And worse?
He was going to ignore it completely.
Nothing. Not a single reaction. Not even a blink. Just silence. Which meant I would never know if he saw it, if he processed it, if he thought about it before immediately erasing it from his brain like a suppressed war crime.
That was worse than if he acknowledged it.
I turned to Mirko. "I have to kill myself."
“Do it in the maid dress. Go viral twice.”
Comments
TheFanficGOD
18, a few months younger than the class
Austin Levy
Umm how old is mc(
TheFanficGOD
No one is safe
SacredLoneWolf
Those damn yaoi cultist!! stay strong Ryuu the dark times are coming
TheFanficGOD
Lol, next chap is coming.
hector lyng
Tomorrow I'm going to have eye surgery to try to burn away those images that crossed my mind when I read this chapter. Please publish another chapter.
