My Hero Online II

[1] Life of the Retired Beater

Sunday, December 7, 2025
Getting off the train on the Chiyoda Line in Otemachi Station, Ochaco Uraraka walked out of the station and took a sniff of the cold air of December. As she exhaled, she pulled out her flip phone and looked at the time to see that it was 2:57 p.m., exactly three minutes before her meet-up time with someone. Looking at the date, she made a sigh.

"It's almost been a full year huh?" she said to herself before placing the phone back into her skirt pocket. 

Today wasn't any special day or anniversary for her and the person she was meeting with, but simply a normal outing that brought a warm feeling to her chest. True to her words, nearly a whole year has passed since she herself returned back to the real world. She remembered it like it was yesterday when she got transferred from the floating tower in MHO to the ginormous Space Station in MBO. As time passed, her time in that cell slowly began to become nothing but a distant memory as she got back to her normal life.

It took some time to adjust since she spent nearly two and a half years stuck in a world filled with nothing but polygons and numbers. Normally she'd forget that she doesn't have her original Quirk and constantly touch things expecting them to float. Looking at her own fingers now she could see that they were clear of the pink pads that she had back then. Feeling the cold wind brush against their fingers, compared to the cold she felt when she visited the 55th floor of Musutafu, she couldn't help but wonder, "I wonder what's the difference between the virtual and the real world?"

"It's all about the amount of data," a voice said snapping her back to reality.

"H-huh?" she gasped in surprise realizing that she asked that question out loud. Before she could even wonder who answered, she looked up and was face to face with the person she was meeting up with. It was a young boy who looked roughly around her age but slightly taller than her.

He had black messy hair, green emerald eyes, and freckles on both cheeks, and was wearing an outfit that consisted of a green jacket over a white shirt, black jeans, and red sneakers.

"Hey, don't scare me like that!" she said pouting at the boy in front of her.

"S-Sorry, my bad. I'm on time though right?" the boy said holding up his arms in an apologetic way. Seeing his nervous expression made Ochaco giggle as she always found it adorable.

"Nope, you're right on time actually," Ochaco said straightening up herself and clearing her throat. "So um, how are you today, Deku?"

The boy in front of her, Izuku Midoriya, formed a smile on his face, held up his hand, and said, "It's been good so far. Thank you for asking"

Both of them couldn't help but laugh at how formally they greeted each other, even though they'd been dating for nearly a whole year. Deku is the name/handle Izuku Midoriya gave himself when he entered the world of My Hero Online. During the two years he was trapped in it, Uravity, the name/handle Ochaco Uraraka gave herself, teamed up with him once in a while on the front lines to clear the game. Over time, their feelings for each other grew so much, they confessed to each other, got married through the system, and even lived together in the same home for about 2 weeks before the game was cleared.

Even after My Hero Online was beaten, and Ochaco never woke up, Izuku never gave up on his true love. After finding out that she was in another game, Izuku and his best friend dove right into it, ventured into the new world with another game player, defeated the final boss, and brought her back to the real world. Since that day, they started their relationship anew, as real-life boyfriend and girlfriend just like their other friends.

"Sorry again I couldn't pick you up on my Vespa," Izuku said scratching the back of his head apologetically.

"Geez, I told you it's okay. Your mom's car was in the garage and it's not bad to take the train once in a while," she said with hands on her hips. Looking into his eyes she noticed that he's been examining her from head to toe with his hand still on the back of his head. Feeling her cheeks heat up with a blush, she rubbed both her legs together and asked, " Wh-what are you looking at?"