Back at the shrine.
"Huff!! Huff!!" Albert removed his suit, his body sweating profusely. "Mel, what did you think of Oda Nobunaga?"
"Fearsome." Mélusine said physically appear to help him put his stuff away. "But I can take her, easy."
"Then if we wish to remain hidden as master and servant we need to hit Archer when they least expect it."
He takes the suit off and puts it back into the brief case. It came off as easy as it was put on.
"Mel. Can you do a quick parameter check?"
"No problem." She went into her spiritual form and quickly left.
Albert put his clothes on and cleaned the area of any traces.
"We are clear." Mélusine came out of her spiritual form. "No one around."
"Good."
Putting his clothes back on he leaves the shrine through the back, taking the briefcase with him. He hurriedly left and got a taxi to take him home. He paid extra to the driver if they can go as fast as they can.
Albert's apartment.
"Ugh!" Albert lays on his bed. "Those bullets fucking hurt."
He looked at his sides to see them very bruised and purple. Some of his internal organs were also greatly hurt from what Albert could tell. His running away only slowed the recovery.
"Do you want me to run the bath?"
"Maybe later. I wanna sleep."
"Alright. I'll go back and check if there is anything to follow up on." Mélusine returned to her Spiritual body and left the apartment.
"Haa…" Albert closes his eyes and falls asleep.
In his sleep, Albert goes over the fight. He re-examines every little detail. When next they meet he will make sure to end it before what happened today won't happen again.
Kamino Ward of Tokyo around the same time.
Clack!
"Master Mirai. I have returned." Said Assassin, a black haired beauty, her clothing was that one would say a shinobi would wear, yet despite it one could see her puppet origins with her joints comprised of ball joints. She dons a red scarf that matches well with her ponytail.
"Katō Danzō." Said Mirai Sasaki, a tall, lean-but-muscular man with rather sharp and elongated features in a sharp suit. "What did you learn?" He looks back at her servant.
"I have learned of Archers identity, the warlord of the sengoku period, Oda Nobunaga."
"… His master?"
"I did not get the chance to learn who her master was."
"Her?" He turned fully to meet his servant.
"Yes, she. Oda Nobunaga was a woman."
"… Why did you not stick around to learn her master's identity?"
Mirai decided to skim over that fact of her gender.
"A nameless foe entered."
"Oh? Interesting." Without looking he handed her a piece of paper. "Draw them."
Danzo got the piece of paper and their fingertip opened to a ink brush.
Swip~
Swipe!
Swish!
"Here." She hands him the paper back.
Looking at it Mirai squints.
"It's just a black figure with… Hm?" He noticed the figures guns. "These guns? Their rather intricate, elegant in design and purpose."
"They are beauties." Danzo admitted. "They even make this satisfying-to-the-ear sound."
"Replicated it, make it so as if it was fired in this room."
"Very well." They lightly raise their head, put their hand to their throat and after a few seconds they opened their mouth. "Bang~!!"
"Hmm." He closes his eyes and digests the sound. "The bullets they used. Did they possess frightening power?"
"They do. They were strong enough to barely match Archer's bullet."
"… This figure, did you catch a name?"
"Nay. They remain nameless, their voice also seemed to be augmented."
"Unaugment it."
"I cannot. Their voice to my surprise has encryption in it."
"I see…" He rubs his chin. "This figure is a operative of the United States."
Danzo's eyes had the loading circle for a few seconds before disappearing.
"Affirmative. America is the only country to have the resources and initiative to create a weapon such as those two pistoles of such caliber. Along with a presumed to be body suit that hides the wearer."
"Hmm… Go out and see if you can't track down the Shie Hassaikai again."
"Yes sir. Flicker!" Danzo disappeared.
Next morning.
"And that is the report." Albert said putting his clothes on after a cold shower.
"I see, I see. Oda Nobunaga huh?" Herod said.
"Yeah. They had matchlocks rifles that appeared out of thin air. The force they fire at was just slightly more than Eve and Lilith, it even had enough power to rip through Morning Star if I didn't dodge."
"Hoh… That is good information. You at least caused them enough trouble that the client wasn't to sour over the mission's status."
"Well next time I'll be sure to kill them. The situation at the time, limited my option."
"I understand. You chose to retreat over any more worse stuff to happen to you."
There was a underlying tone to his words and phrasing it.
"I was only following previous orders, remember? Do not leave behind DNA. Had I fought Archer my blood would have littered the area."
"Hmm… Anyway. We will call you until next mission. Keep your gear hidden for now."
"Hm. Understood. Click!"
Albert once again crushed the burner, this time he crushed into a fine ball using his strength.
"So when are we gonna get my kits?" Mélusine said.
"Later today after school."
"Yes!! Cannot wait to work on them!"
Albert gets dressed and heads out for school. His injuries from last night healed up nicely.
While heading into the school Tsuyu was waiting near the entrance.
"Albert." She said.
"Tsuyu. What brings you here waiting?'
"I wanted to talk to you about yesterday? Ribbit."
"What about it?"
"You weren't in a good mood. Can I ask why? Or is it a personal question?"
Tsuyu was cute as she was observant. Truthfully Albert wished she was a little less but oh well.
"Hmm… some stuff. Me and my dad don't really… well we don't get along very well."
Tsuyu's lips slightly lowered.
"Oh… I had thought you and your father got along rather well from what I saw, but thinking on it you were a bit surprised to see him."
"Well he rarely if ever comes to see me. When he does it's… Haa…" Albert let out a expiated breath. "It's fine now. He left… I think? His job takes him to a lot of places."
"Hm." She nods. "Then I'll leave it here. School is almost about to start."
The two head on in.
Class 1-A
"Alright class." Aizawa said. "In light of the festival you'll all have tomorrow and the next day off."
"Sir." Said Momo. "Is there any particular reason why?"
"Two things. We want you all to rest and recover. Two, we are organizing the scouting reports from the pros, they should be all done and waiting for you guys after the break. Until then look forward to your days off."
'Hmm…' Albert thinks on what he is gonna do for two days. 'I could just train? Hm. I'll leave it open.'
"Sensei!" said Kirishima. "Is today just gonna be normal school activities?"
"That's right. It's a normal school day. Albert you mind staying awake this time?"
"Depends."
"Eh." He shrugs his shoulders. "Whatever, you get good grades anyways. So anyway. Back to the lesson before the Sports Festival."
School went on as usual, and they had a normal school day, at least for everyone but Albert.
12:50 PM.
Albert was walking out of the restroom when he came across a rat.
"Hello, Albert." Said Nezu, a literal rat that manifested a quirk that grants him neigh unparalleled intelligence to say the least.
"Principal." Albert replied.
"Would you mind sparing me some of your time?"
Albert glanced around.
"Might as well. You'll probably do something to get to talk with me."
Nezu lead Albert to his office.
Along the way Albert mentally went over what could be brought up or asked. All Might being there is a 99.9% possibility, so he needed to take him into account as well as a 20 to 35% chance of the other teachers as well.
Opening the door Albert could see All Might, as expected. Albert said nothing as he walked in and took a seat on the sofa while Nezu sat next to All Might.
"Thank you for coming, Albert." All Might said.
"…" Albert remained silent.
"Albert we are here to talk about your… current situation."
The two were a bit uncertain in how to approach this.
"I thought I said to stay out of it."
"I know but given who you are—"
"I will deal with it on my own." Albert made a displeased expression. Despite everything he is fiercely independent, yet at the same time attached to the United States, just as they groomed him to be. "I have done and took care of myself since I was 6 years old, that's when they threw me into the jungle, trekked through miles—kilometers of untamed wilderness to kill an indigenous tribe that were stopping a development project for the uber rich to fuck the native children."
The tone at which Albert said it all made it hard to not believe it.
Albert decided to be candid with them. Knowing it was All Might and Nezu he knew beating around the bush will do him no good. Their persistence would only grow and that will affect his job.
"That… Ugh." Nezu looked away at the thought of that disgust. "It's not still around, right?"
"Still running. Used to get black mail on South American political leaders and wealthy people. Kinda easy considering most good and kind hearted of them are killed upon request by the degenerate opposition."
"Have you always done these… unsavory things?" All Might said.
"Yeah." Albert stretches his arms behind the couch. "What about it? It was why I was born. The U.S. wanted to nail down so many problems, so they made a hammer to nail them all down. Me."
"You are not just their hammer, Adam." Nezu said. "You are—"
That name of Adam, he hadn't heard that in a long time. He hates it. A passing through went through his head of him bashing Nezu to death. He realized how truly more sensitive he is about his past. Albert uses his training and his Quirk to hide all of this from showing on his face… but some still bleeds out.
"Still under there thumb and control." He narrows his eyes. "I remember years ago when I just manifested my Quirk that they did some operations on me. I do not know what they did as when I woke up my body already healed leaving no scars."
"Then maybe we could give you a sort of scan of your body?"
"A generous offer I would gladly eat up but there is one thing that is stopping me."
"And that is?" All Might said.
"My body is too tough to be cut by normal things. Just recently I got grazed by some high caliber bullet. So even if you find something in my body you wouldn't be able to get it out without the level of medicine Japan has."
"So you're doing jobs even here?"
"Of course, I am never off the job."
"Then what is your job that requires you here in our school?" Nezu asked.
Albert looked at All Might.
"I have a feeling you know why I am here, right?"
All Might leans over and looked him square in the eye.
"Did you come to Japan and enroll into this school to find and kill All For One?"
The room was silent for a moment, five seconds passed since he asked the question and Albert gave his answer.
"Yes. I was hired to kill him."
"Do you even know how dangerous he is!?" All Might shouted.
"More or less. I have killed powerful Quirk users before. Do you know of the man named Hilperic Terzi?"
"Royal Robe!!" Shouted Nezu. "The number 6 hero of Germany!?"
"Killed him, he wasn't playing ball, and child support. His wife Manon Bristol had a brother who was the head of some special forces and a few phone calls later and Royal Robes had his dick cut off with some children pornography uploaded into his computer. Personally the pedophilia wasn't necessary with all amount of bestiality on his computer, but that is just how the US rolls. Anything with pedophilia, it's the US."
Nezu and All Might had to really process that. Just knowing that left a very, very foul taste in their mouths. For Nezu his mind went to several instances of such a thing being discovered when looking into the deaths of people.
"Oh I also killed Amor Huangdi, you know that Italian villain, Golden Love?"
"We get it." All Might said. "You are highly competent."
"That was because he was having sex with one of the senator's daughters who was legal by the way."
"Does almost all of these relate to sex in some way?" All Might asked.
"Everything pretty much does. The rich are nothing if not hypocritical heathens who prey on the dumb and poor. Why do you think the literacy rates across the globe are getting lower and lower, so they can be taken advantage of to get fucked by the rich and powerful. It's like a sick, perverted farm where the cattle thing they are the farmer, some even thing their just a temporally downtrodden farmers, when they are being groomed to keep supporting the farmers who will not let a single cattle rise from the pen. Those who do escape and become farmers themselves are then indoctrinated to see their fellow cattle as beneath them."
The examples that Albert spoke of did what he wanted, lay down information that demonstrated his exceptional skill set. However, All Might couldn't help but feel a mix of unease and skepticism about Albert's methods.
"But you should not have been in that situation, you are still a child." Nezu said. "You should have never taken a life."
"Can't say on that much but I know through all of my jobs—missions that I killed a good amount of people of were deserving and many who were not. I am not a good person by any means. I have that much self-reflection."
"Albert." All Might said solemnly. "We just want to help you. To not let you be chained down by Herod and the U.S. government. We will respect your wishes and won't get involved, just know that if you need help me and Principal Nezu will help, no questions asked."
"Think of us as emergency backup, you may not need us, but we are a phone call away. You do have a phone right?" Nezu said.
"I do."
"If I may ask but can I put in my number just in case?"
"… Fine." They were going to keep pestering him about this so he might as well just give them a bone. "You'll probably find some way to get it anyways."
He takes out his phone and unlocks it for Nezu.
Nezu grabs it and quickly taps away putting in his and All Might's number. Nezu also notices the call logs, they were all purely from Tsuyu.
"Here you go!" He hands it back.
"Thank you. Is there anything else?"
"No. We discussed everything we wanted." All Might said.
"Then I will be going now."
Albert leaves the room, and the day goes about as normal.