"Huh? Mr. Aizawa? All Might? Why are you here?"
Summer vacation hadn't ended just because of the Wildlands incident.
After the initial chaos passed, Masata and the others had gradually returned to normal life.
So seeing the two teachers suddenly show up at his house left him completely stunned.
"Idiot! Didn't you read the notice?"
Yaoyorozu stepped out from behind Masata's mother and complained.
"The teachers are here to ask whether we're willing to move into the school dorms!"
Hearing that, Masata finally remembered.
There had been a message on his phone.
Unfortunately, he'd ignored it.
"Oh… that thing."
He was just about to refuse when—
Yaoyorozu pressed his head down and covered his mouth.
"Of course we're willing," she said with a bright smile.
"But we'll still ask our parents first."
All Might glanced sympathetically at the crushed Masata.
He already knew that the three of them lived together, but he hadn't expected the mighty Masata to have such low status at home.
Masata felt like crying.
He didn't want to move into the dorms!
Was his bed at home not soft enough?
Wasn't seeing Yaoyorozu and Chacha in their pajamas after showers a blessing?!
If he moved to school, all those daily "benefits" would disappear!
Still, he placed his hopes on his mother.
She surely wouldn't let him move out.
"Dorm life? That sounds great!"
His mother answered instantly.
"Go experience it properly, Masata-chan!"
"Noooo!!!"
His last bit of hope shattered.
"You've never lived in dorms before," she continued happily.
"If you don't try it now, you'll regret it later~"
The Yaoyorozu and Chacha families also agreed without hesitation.
After all, with so many pro heroes stationed at U.A., there was no safer place.
"If you're moving in, we should decorate properly!"
Yaoyorozu clasped her hands together dreamily.
"We'll buy you a bed just like the one at home, and matching furniture~"
Masata was speechless.
If she really moved her family's furniture in, there wouldn't be any space left.
Mid-August arrived.
With a suitcase in hand, Masata left home under his parents' watchful eyes.
U.A. had implemented closed-campus management.
Students weren't allowed to leave freely.
But special cases like Masata were exceptions.
His parents weren't too worried.
Now, Class A stood in front of a brand-new building, buzzing with excitement.
"To give students the best environment,"
U.A. had deployed its secret weapon—
Cementoss.
Under his nonstop construction, the dormitory was finished in just a few days.
"This is… our dorm?!"
"It's too luxurious!"
Everyone stared in disbelief.
"Quiet."
Aizawa stood at the front, rubbing his messy hair.
"It's already lucky that all of you are safe and gathered here."
"I'll show you around."
The dorm system served two purposes.
First, to protect students from increasing villain threats.
With pro heroes, surveillance cameras, patrol robots, and 24-hour shifts, U.A. had become a fortress.
Second, it made internal investigations easier.
"One class, one building," Aizawa explained.
"Boys on the right, girls on the left. The first floor is shared—cafeteria, bathrooms, laundry."
But no one was listening.
"So big!"
"There's even a couch!"
"This is like a mansion!"
"There's a courtyard too!"
"Second floor and up are living areas—"
Before he finished, everyone rushed upstairs.
At the back of the group, Masata held his head.
"Help me later," he whispered to Yaoyorozu.
"My mom packed my quilt separately."
He still hadn't mastered making beds.
Every time, it turned into a tangled ball.
"Air conditioner! Toilet! Fridge! Wardrobe!"
"And a balcony!"
"It overlooks all of U.A.!"
Rooms were assigned in advance.
Everyone found theirs easily.
Coincidentally, Masata, Yaoyorozu, and Chacha were all on the fifth floor.
Only three rooms were occupied there.
One extra room existed, but its nameplate was blank.
Back in the lobby—
"Co-ed building… shared spaces…"
Mineta's grin stretched from ear to ear.
Drool nearly dripped out.
Aizawa's face darkened immediately.
If there was ever news like 'U.A. Student Attacks Girls' Dorm', the school would be finished.
Before he could intervene—
"Thinking dirty thoughts again?"
Masata lifted Mineta by the collar.
His fist hovered threateningly.
A terrifying aura leaked out.
Mineta felt like he was staring into a demon's shadow.
"I-I'm not! I swear!"
He surrendered instantly.
"Don't worry," Asui added calmly.
"Facilities are separated. He won't get a chance."
Mineta looked like he was about to cry.
"Clean your rooms today," Aizawa announced.
"I'll explain schedules tomorrow. Dismissed."
With that, he walked away.
Night slowly fell over the dorms.
A new chapter of their lives had begun.