In a sleek, glass-walled conference room atop one of the Yayorozu Corporation's private towers, Nova stood across from a sharply dressed man in his fifties. His dark suit was tailored to perfection, his expression calm but appraising—Mr. Masaru Yaoyorozu, patriarch of one of Japan's wealthiest family.
As they shook hands, Mr. Yaoyorozu gave a short nod of approval. "This B-07 serum of yours is going to rock the world. Eliminating natural muscular limiters and accelerating strength development... You'll have every Pro Hero on the market chasing after it."
Nova smiled. "That's the plan. And with your distribution network and logistics, we can hit the ground running."
Mr. Yaoyorozu flipped through the sleek tablet in front of him, scanning the agreed terms. "I must say, though—your compensation request is... unusual. You're waiving a significant portion of your share of the profit margin, and instead asking for blood samples? Collected voluntarily, priced by your AI?"
"Yes," Nova confirmed smoothly. "The donors remain anonymous. They're paid based on the biological value of their sample, which is determined automatically. The AI handles everything—no legal risk, no manual appraisal."
Mrs. Yaoyorozu raised an eyebrow. "And you're using your share of the profits to fund those purchases?"
Nova nodded. Indeed he have made a business deal with Yayorozu buisness empire to sell B-07 serum. In return he will get money as well as blood samples of various superpowered people.
It's a loophole he found using Grey Matter. He can just use money to buy blood and the system allows it. Since he is paying for the blood . Donor's get paid for the blood, as per the price given A.I programme created by him using Grey Matter+Upgrade fusion mode.
This A.I programme is connected to him and uses his ability Eye Of Appraisal. This A.I programme will appraise the blood and give it's price.
At first he thought about selling healing potion too, as that would be major cashcow but thinking about All-For-One. He stopped. Who knows how many quirks that person have. Who knows what he will do it he gets to know about this serum. That person may have a quirk that can work perfectly with the serum to return back to his prime. It would be troublesome, it's not like he fear him but it's better to remain in shadows for now.
Mrs. Yayorozu questioned," All thats good and well but are your sure that you don't want your identity revealed? Just a code name Plumber?"
Nova smiled at the inside joke and shook his head," I don't want to be famous. I just want money and blood samples. Other things doesn't matter."
After finalising the deal and signing the contract he created using system, Nova shook hands with Mr. Yayorozu.
Just as Nova was about to leave, Mrs. Yayorozu spoke," Wait, why don't you visit our mansion for dinner tonight? Our daughter, Momo Yayorozu would be wishes to become a hero and this serum of ours is gonna be please her immensely. So...?"
Hearing this Nova smiled and shook his head," Sorry about this, I have some an important meeting tonight with principal Nezu. But we can set the dinner at some other time."
Nova smiled as remembered the message that Charles sent this morning. He agreed to let his DNA being scanned. Altough he doesn't know why he agreed despite earlier resolute refusal but in the end it doesn't matter. He is gonna get DNA of Chalres Xavier.
So while chatting with Chalres and inquiring about the ward work progress, Nova got a very interesting idea. He informed Charles about him being in a different world and this world's power structure.
Overcoming the shock, Chalres wanted to visit this world. Which Nova agreed and informed, price of scanning DNA will be travel ticket to My Hero Academia, which Chalres happily agreed.
Charles later informed him that Wanda and Jean would also be comming with him and the price for their travel, Nova could discuss it with them.
Comming out of his thoughts, Nova bid farewell to Yayorozu couple and rode his bike through the city.
He saw all kinds of people with strange appearances and even stranger quirks. Some quirks were flashy and powerful, while others were... well, mundane. Like the man he just passed—his quirk turned his fingers into scissors. So, naturally, he opened a barber shop. Smart move, Nova thought with a chuckle.
Then there was a woman whose quirk was far more interesting: she could turn drawings into tattoos. Literally. You hand her a design, and she pulls it straight from the page and applies it onto your skin like a living stencil—adjusting shape, placement, and size as needed. It was absurdly convenient, and Nova briefly considered getting something done just for the novelty.
But before he could muse on it longer, he noticed a crowd forming ahead. People gathered with excited expressions, murmuring and pointing.
"A hero must be there," Nova muttered, easing his bike forward through the curious crowd.
As he got closer, he spotted her. A female hero stood at the center of attention, clad in a sleek, dark blue suit with silver accents that caught the light just right. Her suit was clearly built for mobility and combat—fitted armor plating over key areas, a utility belt, reinforced gloves, and high-tech boots that looked ready to deliver serious punishment.
Nova frowned. He didn't recognize her. Curious, he activated his Eye of Appraisal.
Suddenly, a system notification flashed in front of him.
[DING! A PERSON BEARING A SYSTEM HAS BEEN DETECTED IN YOUR VICINITY.]
[DING! A NEW QUEST HAS BEEN ISSUED:]
Quest:An Unknown System User
Objective: Investigate and uncover the true intentions of the system user ahead. Determine whether their motives align with your own interests or pose a threat.
Reward: Pending. Possible outcomes include valuable information, unique system upgrades, or a powerful ally—or a dangerous rival.
Failure Condition: Inadequate information gathering or failure to determine their alignment may result in loss of reward... or death in extreme cases.
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Nova's eyes narrowed slightly. Another transmigrator with a system, huh? That's definitely worth checking out.
He looked back at the hero—and noticed she was already staring at him. Frowning slightly. Her posture had subtly shifted, as if she, too, had been alerted by something.
"So her system reacted too," Nova muttered under his breath.
Putting on his best diplomatic smile, he nodded politely. She returned the gesture, though her smile had a confidence that caught him off guard.
Damn, Nova thought, momentarily stunned. She's a top-tier MILF.
He quickly shook the thought from his head. She made a small, discreet gesture with her fingers—clearly a signal. Nova got the message. He revved his bike and pulled away, navigating to a quiet alley a few blocks down.
Moments later, the woman arrived. She stepped into the alley like she owned the place, calm and poised.
They faced each other in silence, both watching the other carefully. No one wanted to blink first.
Then, she spoke.
"It's certainly a surprise to meet another transmigrator. Did you take over the body or...?"
Nova smirked, folding his arms. "Before asking questions, isn't it polite to introduce yourself first?"
The woman's lips curled into a wry smile. "Fair enough. Yumi Ishikawa. Hero name: Avatar. I've been in this world for 30 years now."
Nova raised an eyebrow. "So you were reborn into this world, huh?" He nodded slowly. "I'm Nova Ashbourne. Code name: Trader. And no—I didn't take over anyone. This body's mine."
Yumi noted the brevity in his explanation, but didn't press. "So it was you who attacked Overhaul's base and rescued Eri?"
Nova gave a slight nod. "Yeah. My conscience wouldn't let me ignore a little girl being tortured—especially not when I already knew about it."
Her brows rose, surprised but pleased. "Well... thank you. I've been struggling to figure out a way to get All Might involved. You saved me a lot of trouble."
Nova tilted his head, his tone teasing. "You and All Might close? You two…?"
Yumi instantly pulled a face and waved it off. "No, no. Just acquaintances. We worked together once, that's all."
A comfortable silence settled between them, both evaluating the other more seriously now. Then Yumi sighed, her posture relaxing a bit.
"My patrol's done for the day. Want to talk more freely? I have a place nearby."
Nova hesitated. An invitation like that could mean a trap—or a real opportunity. But he now had the Omnitrix with Master Control, so in a worst-case scenario, escape was always on the table.
"Alright," he said, nodding.
Yumi smiled knowingly, then glanced around the alley. Without warning, a pink door shimmered into existence in the air beside them.
Nova blinked. "...Wait, is that—?"
"Recognize it?" Yumi said, smug. "My version of the Anywhere Door."
She turned the knob and stepped through without hesitation. Nova took a deep breath, then followed, keeping his hand near the Omnitrix dial—just in case.
Inside, the space was surprisingly modest. A simple setup: a couch, a low table, a television, and a single visible doorway. Spartan, but clean. No windows. It was clearly designed as a safe house.
"This is one of my secret bases," Yumi said casually. "Built it for emergencies. Please, have a seat."
Nova gave a slow nod and took the seat directly across from her, still alert—but now more intrigued than wary.
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