My Hero Academia: The Legacy of Lost Numbers

As Toshinori stood at the sink, washing the dishes, his mind wandered to thoughts of Ellen.

The warm water felt soothing against his hands, but his heart was heavy. He couldn't shake the feeling of guilt as he recalled all that she had sacrificed.

Toshinori: murmuring to himself "She deserves so much more than this…"

He glanced out the kitchen window, watching Ellen interact with Hawk in the living room. Her laughter rang like music, and he couldn't help but admire her strength and resilience.

Toshinori: continuing to wash the dishes, lost in thought "While I'm out here worrying about the throne and facing Diego, she's here, playing the role of a housewife. She should be leading the people, not stuck at home."

He recalled their conversations about her rightful place as the successor to the Throne of Russia. She had willingly stepped back to protect their family, putting her dreams on hold for the sake of their son and the safety of those she loved.

Toshinori: clenching the dishcloth, frustration creeping in "It's not fair. She's the true heir, and yet she's fighting battles no one sees. I need to find a way to honor her sacrifices."

The more he thought about it, the more determined he became. He couldn't allow Ellen's sacrifices to be in vain.

Toshinori: determined, speaking softly to himself "I will make sure she gets what she deserves. I'll help her reclaim her throne, even if it means facing Diego head-on."

That evening, as the sky blushed with shades of pink and orange, Toshinori and Ellen found themselves alone in a quiet corner of the mansion.

The soft breeze fluttered through the open windows, but there was a playful tension in the air as Toshinori leaned casually against the wall, watching Ellen.

Toshinori: grinning mischievously "You know, Ellen, I've been thinking about that night... The one where we broke the bed. You remember, don't you?"

Ellen's face immediately flushed a deep shade of red, her eyes widening in embarrassment.

Ellen: stammering "T-Toshinori, that was... you don't have to bring that up!"

He chuckled, stepping closer to her with a teasing glint in his eyes.

Toshinori: leaning in "Come on, Ellen. Admit it, you liked it when I went a little... wild."

Ellen covered her face, completely flustered, trying to push him away but without much effort.

Ellen:laughing nervously "You're impossible! How can you still talk about that so casually?"

Toshinori, enjoying her reaction, decided to switch tactics. He whispered something in Russian, her mother tongue, his voice dropping to a sultry tone.

Toshinori:in Russian, flirtatiously "Ты была так прекрасна в ту ночь. Даже сломанная кровать не смогла остановить нас..." (You were so beautiful that night. Not even a broken bed could stop us...)

Ellen's breath hitched, and she covered her face again, clearly caught off guard.

Ellen: embarrassed, mumbling "Toshinori, stop it...!"

He laughed softly, wrapping his arms around her gently, pulling her close.

Toshinori: whispering in Russian again "Ты заставляешь меня хотеть повторить это прямо сейчас..." (*You make me want to do it all over again, right now...*)

Ellen was completely speechless, her heart racing. She lightly smacked his chest, trying to hide her smile.

Ellen: playfully"You're incorrigible! Honestly, how do you expect me to respond when you're like this?"

Toshinori grinned, clearly pleased with himself.

Toshinori: in Russian again, with a teasing smile* "Ответь мне так, как ты всегда делаешь... с любовью." (*Respond to me the way you always do... with love.*)

Ellen could only laugh, her embarrassment melting away into affection as she leaned into him, her heart full.

As they pulled away from their playful moment, Toshinori's expression turned more serious.

Toshinori: sighing "But I actually need to help my dad with one of his cases. He asked for my assistance."

Ellen's brow furrowed with concern.

Ellen: gently "Is it something serious? Do you need my help with that?"

Toshinori leaned closer, his playful demeanor returning.

Toshinori: teasingly "Sure, you can help. But first, let's break one more bed before I go."

Ellen gasped, her cheeks flushing again.

Ellen: playfully scolding him "Toshinori! You can't just say things like that so casually!"

Toshinori chuckled, enjoying her flustered reaction.

Toshinori: "Why not? I thought you liked that about me."

Ellen rolled her eyes, trying to suppress a smile.

Ellen: "You're impossible! Focus on your case first, okay?"

Toshinori: smirking "Only if you promise to be waiting for me when I get back. I might need some 'inspiration' for the case, after all."

Ellen laughed, shaking her head in disbelief.

Ellen: "Fine, but you better not keep me waiting too long!"

Toshinori: grinning "Deal! Just remember, we have a bed to break when I return."

As Toshinori walked away, Ellen couldn't help but feel a mix of warmth and embarrassment at his boldness. She placed a hand over her heart, trying to steady herself.

Ellen: thinking to herself He's gotten so bold lately... How did I get so lucky?

Then, it struck her like a lightning bolt.

Ellen: murmuring "Wait… he was speaking Russian…"

Her eyes widened as the realization sank in.

Ellen: blushing even deeper He must have been trying to impress me… but he really knows how to push my buttons!

She chuckled softly, recalling his smooth words and how they rolled off his tongue so effortlessly.

Ellen: to herself, smiling "Who would have thought my heart could race just from him speaking my mother tongue?"

Ellen felt a flutter of excitement and affection, her heart swelling as she thought about how much Toshinori cared for her.

Ellen: whispering "I guess I should thank him for reminding me of my roots… and for making me feel so cherished."

Just as the atmosphere between Toshinori and Ellen grew warmer, the door creaked open, and in walked Hawk, completely oblivious to the moment he was interrupting.

Toshinori entered his father's office, where Izuku was sitting at his desk, surrounded by reports and maps spread across the table. The air was tense, with the growing concern over demonic activities around the world.

Toshinori: nodding toward his father "Dad, any updates on the demonic activities in Paris?"

Izuku looked up, his expression serious as he gestured for Toshinori to come closer.

Izuku: "Yes, things have been escalating. We've received reports of several powerful demons causing chaos, but there's no sign of All For One yet. Paris seems to be a key location."

Just then, the door opened, and Izana walked in, holding a thick file in his hand. He set it down on the table and spread the documents across it, revealing maps, sketches, and various notes.

Izana: looking at both Toshinori and Izuku "I've found some leads. These clues point to multiple demonic energy surges happening around Paris, but the most concerning part is that these demons are moving with precision, as if they're following orders."

Toshinori furrowed his brows, leaning over the table to inspect the maps. His eyes flicked from one location to another, the tension mounting.

Toshinori: "They're too organized for ordinary demons. This has to be All For One's doing. He's pulling the strings, but why focus on Paris?"

Izuku crossed his arms, deep in thought.

Izuku: gritting his teeth "There's something about Paris. We've seen it in the past—major demonic incursions often happen there. It's a city of power, both historically and supernaturally. We can't let All For One gain control over it."

Izana nodded, tapping on one of the files.

Izana: "This file contains some ancient texts I've been able to decipher. It mentions a demonic artifact buried beneath the city, something that can tip the balance of power. If All For One gets his hands on it, we're in serious trouble."

Toshinori's eyes narrowed.

Toshinori: determined "Then we need to act fast. We can't let him get to it first. I'll head to Paris with a team. We need to track down the source of these disturbances and stop them before they get out of hand."

Izuku nodded, his expression stern but proud of his son's resolve.

Izuku: "Take care, Toshinori. This mission is critical. And remember—if All For One is there, you'll need to be ready for anything. Don't let your guard down."

Izana placed a hand on Toshinori's shoulder.

Izana: "I'll join you on this one. We've fought All For One before, and we know how dangerous he is. We'll need all the strength we can get."

Toshinori smiled at his uncle's support.

Toshinori: "Then let's put an end to this. For good."

At the airport, Toshinori and Izana stood near the boarding gate, ready to embark on their mission to Paris. The tension was high, but they were prepared. Just as they were about to board, they heard familiar footsteps behind them.

Ellen: with a smirk "Leaving without us, boys?"

Eva: crossing her arms "You didn't think we'd let you two handle this alone, did you?"

Toshinori and Izana turned around, seeing Ellen and Eva walking confidently toward them, both dressed in combat gear, ready to assist.

Toshinori: grinning "Oh, I had a feeling you'd show up."

Izana: smirking "Yeah, seems like we can't keep you two away."

The brothers exchanged glances and suddenly, their serious expressions turned into mischievous grins.

Toshinori: chuckling "Who cares about the mission, right? Let's just call this a honeymoon."

Izana: laughing "Paris is a perfect spot for a romantic getaway."

Both Ellen and Eva blinked in surprise at their husbands' sudden shift in tone, then quickly caught on to their teasing.

Ellen: raising an eyebrow "A honeymoon? Really?"

Eva: smiling playfully "Oh, so now it's a vacation?"

Toshinori: wrapping an arm around Ellen "Why not? We can mix business with pleasure."

Izana: winking at Eva "Yeah, we'll handle the demons... but after a nice candlelit dinner."

Ellen and Eva exchanged amused glances, rolling their eyes but unable to hide their smiles.

Ellen: mocking seriousness "Fine, but you better not forget why we're going to Paris in the first place."

Eva: laughing "Yeah, save the romance for after we save the world."

The four of them boarded the plane together, their spirits lighter despite the weight of the mission ahead. Even though they were headed for danger, the playful banter between the couples made the situation feel like they could take on anything—together.