The following week, as the sun began to rise over the airport, (Y/n) arrived with her loyal companions Miketsukumi and Stitch by her side, each helping carry her bags and belongings. She spotted Midoriya and All Might by the check-in counter, waving as they noticed her approach. All Might's bright smile faltered just slightly as he took in the weariness etched in her face, and Midoriya's eyes softened with concern.

"(Y/n)," All Might greeted, his tone warm but concerned, "I see you've been working hard. You're exhausted."

She let out a small, tired laugh, rubbing the bags under her eyes. "I had a few cases that needed closing," she admitted, "and I didn't want to leave my team overwhelmed while I was gone. Just tying up loose ends."

Midoriya nodded, understanding her drive but wishing she'd take more time for herself. "We're glad you're here, though. It'll be good for you to get some rest... I mean, for all of us!" he added quickly, flustered.

Miketsukumi and Stitch both offered small, comforting nudges, and she smiled, grateful for their support. "Thank you both," she whispered to them, before turning back to All Might and Midoriya. "I'll rest a bit on the plane. Promise."

Once they boarded their private plane, All Might and Midoriya exchanged a glance, clearly sharing the same thought. As (Y/n) settled in her seat and looked out the window, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. She turned to see All Might, his expression gentle but firm.

"(Y/n), I think it's best if you take one of the rooms at the back and rest properly," he suggested. "You've been burning the candle at both ends, and you deserve a break."

Midoriya chimed in softly, "Please, (Y/n). You're always looking after everyone else; let us look after you this time."

She hesitated momentarily, caught between the familiar drive to keep going and the undeniable weight of exhaustion. Finally, she nodded, offering a small smile. "Alright," she whispered, rubbing her eyes. "Thank you... both of you."

Making her way to one of the small private rooms at the back of the plane, (Y/n) changed into comfortable clothes: a pair of soft black leggings and a white, loose long-sleeve shirt. She sighed as she sank into the plush bed, the gentle hum of the plane's engines already beginning to lull her into relaxation.

Just as she was settling in, she felt a faint brush on her forehead and looked up to see All Might standing over her with a fatherly smile. "Sleep well, (Y/n). You deserve every minute of it," he murmured.

(Y/n) gave a small nod, letting her eyes close fully. "Thank you...Papa," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

As the room quieted, the weight of all her recent efforts seemed to lift, and for the first time in a while, she allowed herself to be taken over by sleep. Her mind, still lingering on her teammates and friends, began to drift. Her last thought was the rare, comforting warmth of her father's and Midoriya's care.

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===(Few Hours Later)===

The plane ride lasted several hours, with All Might and Midoriya seated side-by-side. Midoriya, his face pressed against the small plane window, looked out in awe at the endless blue sky and clouds below, his eyes wide with childlike wonder. Beside him, All Might appeared relaxed, his eyes closed, arms crossed, dozing off.

"All Might!" Midoriya called out, barely able to contain his excitement. "All Might, are you awake?"

With a light start, All Might stirred, stretching and rubbing his eyes. "Hmm? Young Midoriya, something the matter?" he asked, a hint of grogginess in his voice.

Midoriya's face lit up as he pointed eagerly outside. "Look! You can see it now—there, right on the horizon!" He practically vibrated with excitement. "The floating city! I-Island! Home to over 10,000 scientists! It's like a real-life hero paradise!"

All Might chuckled, amused by Midoriya's enthusiasm. "I didn't realize you'd be this excited," he said warmly. "I'm glad I invited you."

Midoriya's smile softened with gratitude. "Yeah, but...are you sure it's okay? I don't want to impose or anything..."

All Might waved off his concern with a chuckle. "The invitation was very clear. I'm allowed to bring guests, and that includes any of my students I choose to bring along. Besides, (Y/n) was given her own invitation as a Pro Hero. She's only joining us because she'd rather spend the trip with us," he added with a wink.

"Right!" Midoriya grinned, nodding, feeling a bit more at ease.

*Beep* "Attention, passengers," the captain's voice came over the speakers. "We will soon begin our descent to I-Island."

All Might sighed as he stretched, his face taking on a more serious expression. "Once we're on the island, I'll have to maintain my muscle form publicly. The citizens expect All Might, after all," he said, shifting into his buff form.

"Now," he said with a grin, "it's time for you to change as well! I hope you brought your hero costume along?"

Midoriya nodded quickly, clutching his backpack. "Yes, sir!"

"The changing rooms are in the back," All Might said, gesturing to the doors down the plane's aisle.

"Thanks!" Midoriya replied, standing up and making his way to the back. He glanced down at his watch, mentally noting the time before entering the last door. It was dimly lit, but he figured it would be enough to get changed quickly. Setting his backpack down, he pulled out his hero costume and began changing, slipping into his pants first before lifting his shirt over his head.

That was when he heard it—soft, rhythmic breathing. Frowning, he turned around, eyes adjusting to the shadows, and nearly jumped out of his skin.

There, on the bed in the middle of the room, lay (Y/n), sound asleep. Her head rested gently on the pillow, and her chest rose and fell with each soft breath. She looked serene in her simple white long-sleeve shirt and leggings, completely unaware of his presence.

Midoriya's heart skipped a beat as he stared, frozen in place, caught between awe and sheer embarrassment. "Oh no...(Y/n)-chan's sleeping here?" he whispered to himself, his face turning a bright shade of red. He gulped, torn between retreating quietly and completing his transformation.

"Right...um, maybe I should just..." he mumbled, glancing over his shoulder to leave.

Just then, the plane hit a patch of turbulence, causing him to lose his balance. In a clumsy attempt to steady himself, Midoriya stumbled forward, catching his foot on a bag near the bed. He tumbled, landing directly next to (Y/n) on the bed, his arm draped across her.

He froze, face inches from hers. She stirred slightly, cuddling closer to his warmth as she rubbed her cheek against his bare chest, a gentle smile gracing her lips.

Midoriya's face flared a deep red, every fiber of his being screaming to move. But he was rooted in place, heart pounding at the sensation of (Y/n) so close.

Before he could react further, the door to the room opened, and All Might's voice called out, "Young Midoriya, are you alright? I didn't see you—"

All Might stopped in his tracks, eyes widening at the sight before him. There was his protégé, mid-stumble, tangled up on the bed with his daughter.

Midoriya's eyes shot to All Might, panic flashing across his face. "All Might...I can explain!" he stammered, trying to pull his arm away without waking (Y/n).

"Y-Young Midoriya..." All Might's voice faltered, his expression unreadable as he took in the scene. For the first time in his life, he seemed utterly at a loss for words.

At that moment, (Y/n) stirred, blinking sleepily as she opened her eyes, her gaze meeting her father's before trailing up to Midoriya. She gave a soft, drowsy smile, seemingly unphased by their close proximity. "Thank you, Izuku... you feel really warm. I slept well because of it."

Midoriya's mouth dropped open, words failing him as he turned an even deeper shade of red. All Might's eyes widened in shock as he looked between his daughter and his student, unable to believe what he was hearing.

"Uh—uh, (Y/n)-chan, it's not what you—"

But before he could finish, she stretched, letting out a small yawn as she sat up. "Thanks for keeping me comfortable, Izuku," she said, giving him a sleepy smile as she ran a hand through her hair.

Midoriya instantly shot to his feet, stumbling over his words. "It was nothing, I swear!" he babbled, darting out of the room with his hand covering his face. He closed the door behind him, barely managing to keep his footing as he dashed to a different restroom, his heart racing.

"Why...why did that have to happen?" he muttered to himself, catching a glimpse of his flushed face in the mirror, his nose bleeding slightly from the sheer intensity of his embarrassment.

Back in the room, All Might stood frozen, still processing the entire scene that had just unfolded. He glanced over at (Y/n), who had finished gathering her belongings.

"Did you sleep well, dear?" he asked, his voice somewhat shaky.

She nodded, giving him a small smile. "Yes, I did. Izuku was very comforting." She grabbed her hero costume and headed towards a different restroom to change. "I feel much more rested now," she added, walking out the door.

All Might stayed rooted in place, hand lifting to scratch his head, a dumbfounded look still on his face. He knew Midoriya's intentions had been pure, and he'd done nothing wrong. But as a father, the sight of his daughter in that scenario replayed itself in his mind, leaving him feeling both protective and oddly bemused.

With a deep breath, he straightened his posture, trying to shake off the image. "Alright...let's get focused. It's just a trip, nothing more," he muttered, though he couldn't quite erase the lingering flush on his face as he prepared himself to move forward

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===(Arriving at I-Island)===

As (Y/n), All Might, and Midoriya arrived at I-Island, their luggage was promptly taken to the hotel while they proceeded to the entrance inspection area. Moving walkways carried them forward as a series of lights scanned over their hero costumes, inspecting every detail. Midoriya was practically bouncing on his feet, eyes sparkling with the thrill of finally being here.

All Might noticed Midoriya's excitement and grinned. "Alright, Young Midoriya! Let's put your trivia knowledge to the test. Why was this artificial island created?"

Midoriya straightened, eager to answer. "I know this! It was built to gather the world's brightest minds for Quirk research and to develop new hero support gear! The whole island is moveable, to protect the scientists and keep their research safe from villains." He looked at All Might with shining eyes. "Its security system is as strong as Tartarus prison's, so no crime's ever been committed here!"

All Might gave a hearty laugh, clapping Midoriya on the shoulder. "Way too many details, but I expected nothing less from you!" He shot Midoriya a thumbs-up, and Midoriya beamed in response. Beside him, (Y/n) chuckled at her friend's enthusiasm, amused by the exchange.

As the computer announced, "Immigration inspection complete," the doors slid open. Without hesitation, Midoriya dashed out, making his way to the steps, his breath catching at the sight before him. I-Island sprawled out like a futuristic cityscape, the buildings shining with vibrant colors and high-tech structures nestled amidst lush greenery.--- The architecture and technology blended in perfect harmony, creating a mesmerizing landscape.

All Might and (Y/n) stepped out to join him, taking in the awe-inspiring view.

"I can't believe so many people are here, even before the expo officially opens," All Might mused, his own eyes bright with wonder.

"No way!" Midoriya breathed, glancing back and forth between the scenery and his companions. "The pictures don't even come close!"

As they descended the steps together, (Y/n) turned to Midoriya, her eyes glinting with a knowing look. "You know, Izuku, what's amazing about this place is that, unlike Japan, people here can use their Quirks however they want."

"That's right," All Might added. "Many of the pavilions here are jam-packed with Quirk demonstrations and attractions. Make some time to check them out later."

"I will!" Midoriya said, eyes wide as he eagerly took in his surroundings.

Just then, a woman dressed in a professional suit approached them, her gaze trained on the trio. She seemed ready to welcome them until her eyes fell on All Might and (Y/n). Her expression shifted instantly to one of shock and awe. "Gasp Is that you, All Might?! And Twilight?!"

Excited whispers rippled through the crowd as more people recognized them.

"No way! The Number One Hero and his daughter Twilight?!"

"Twilight! I'm your biggest fan!"

"Can we get a picture?!"

In an instant, they were surrounded by fans. People swarmed forward, cameras flashing, hands reaching out for autographs. All Might laughed heartily, embracing the crowd, signing pictures, and even accepting the occasional pecks on the cheek. Meanwhile, (Y/n) politely signed a few autographs, smiled for photos, and waved at the fans, though her posture was slightly stiff, feeling the intensity of the crowd pressing in on her. She wasn't exactly a fan of such tight spaces.

Midoriya, who had somehow been jostled back and forth, found himself getting pulled away from (Y/n) and All Might by the crowd. He tried to squeeze his way back to them but was constantly buffeted by the excited fans.

"(Y/n)-Chan!" he called, his voice nearly lost in the commotion.

(Y/n) turned, spotting him just as a surge of fans pressed closer. Without hesitation, she reached out and grabbed his hand, her grip strong and reassuring. "Hold on, Izuku," she murmured, tightening her hold as she focused her energy. In the next instant, they lifted off the ground, floating into the air, safe from the bustling crowd below.

Midoriya gasped, drawing in a deep breath as he steadied himself, only then realizing that (Y/n) was holding onto him with one arm draped over her shoulder, the other hand steady on his back. Her arm was strong, and the warmth of her touch anchored him. As they floated above, she glanced down to see the swarming crowd around her father.

"This may take a while, Izuku," she said with a soft chuckle, looking down at All Might, who was happily signing autographs. "Papa's definitely better at handling crowds than I am. Let's find somewhere a bit quieter."

Midoriya nodded, grateful to be out of the crush of people. But as he glanced at (Y/n), he became painfully aware of how close they were. Memories of that scene on the plane rushed back to him—her curled up beside him, his arm around her, and the way she'd smiled in her sleep. His face turned a deep shade of red, his heart pounding so loud he worried she might hear it.

(Y/n) raised an eyebrow, noticing his flustered expression. "Are you alright?" she asked, giving him a concerned smile.

"Y-Yeah!" Midoriya stammered, his voice coming out a bit too high-pitched. "Just, um...getting used to the view up here!" He looked away, trying to calm his racing heart.

(Y/n) grinned, amused by his reaction. "It's a pretty amazing view, isn't it?"

As she gently guided them toward a quieter section of the island, Midoriya managed to compose himself, grateful for the distraction. He couldn't help but sneak a glance at (Y/n), marveling at her ease and strength. Floating here with her, away from the chaos below, felt surreal—a rare moment of peace amid their busy lives.

When they finally landed, she let go of his hand, giving him a reassuring smile. "Alright, Izuku. Think you can stand on your own now?"

He nodded quickly, trying to hide his disappointment at the loss of her warmth. "Th-Thank you, (Y/n)-chan...for, uh, saving me."

(Y/n) chuckled, giving him a playful nudge. "Anytime, Izuku."

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===(Few Moments Later)===

As the crowds finally settled down, All Might took a moment to do his signature hero landing, standing up with a wide grin as he wiped lipstick marks from his face. "Oh, wow. I didn't think I'd get stopped for so long. We're in terrible danger of being late."

"Late to what?" Midoriya asked, tilting his head curiously.

All Might straightened up and gave him a warm smile. "I wanted to drop in on an old friend of mine. Haven't seen him in a long time. Mind tagging along?"

Midoriya's eyes lit up with excitement, practically glowing. "You mean I get to meet one of your friends? Obviously, of course, I'll go!"

All Might chuckled, leaning down to speak in a lower voice. "By the way, I haven't told him about One For All or how I passed the Quirk to you, so let's keep that part under wraps, alright?"

Midoriya nodded, a bit surprised. "Not even your close friends know?"

"Only because anyone who knows the truth about my power tends to attract danger," All Might explained.

"That makes sense," Midoriya replied, understanding.

Midoriya then glanced toward (Y/n), who was listening intently as well. "What about (Y/n)-Chan's case? Does he know about her Narnian origins?"

(Y/n) nodded thoughtfully. "He knows I'm adopted, but not about Narnia itself. He's aware of some of my abilities, but only what Papa thought was safe to share. We keep certain details private to protect him, just like with One For All."

Midoriya smiled, reassured by her words. "I understand. Thanks for telling me."

Before they could say more, a figure bounced toward them on an advanced pogo stick. A young woman with short, loose blonde hair, glasses, and a vibrant outfit hopped over to them with impressive skill. Her white dress shirt, raspberry-pink waistcoat, and plaid socks made her stand out in the bustling crowd.

"There you are, Uncle!" she called, a grin lighting up her face as she leaped off the pogo stick and sprinted forward. Without hesitation, she jumped into All Might's arms, laughing with sheer delight. "Welcome, Uncle Might!"

All Might laughed heartily, catching her and twirling her around before setting her down. "It's so good to see you, Melissa! Look at you, all grown up!"

"Oh my gosh, it's been forever! I can't believe you're here!" Melissa beamed, adjusting her glasses with excitement.

All Might chuckled warmly, letting her go as he marveled at how much she had changed. "I'm truly grateful for the invitation. I almost didn't recognize you! When did you get so grown up?"

"Well, I am seventeen now! It's been years since you last saw me." She laughed, giving him a playful nudge.

At that moment, Melissa's eyes fell on (Y/n), and she gasped with joy. "(Y/n)! Cousin (Y/n)!" Without another word, she threw her arms around (Y/n), who laughed and happily lifted both of them into the air with her energy quirk, spinning them around.

"It's so good to see you too, Melissa!" (Y/n) said, laughing as they came back down. "You've grown up more beautiful than I could've imagined! It's been ages since we last got together."

"Aww,