The First Farewell

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"Do you remember Yamada?" Aizawa asked, looking at the small girl who lay like a starfish on her bed

"Yamana" she hummed "I memember Yamana, he the laptop people and the mini laptop phone people"

Chuckling at her words he continued "Well I asked him to come visit you today because I have to go somewhere" the teacher told her, glancing at her face to gauge her reaction only to find none "is that okay"

"Where Aiwawa going" she asked, ignoring his questions

"I have to ask Lemillion to visit you" he explained

"Oh" the girl mumbled "So Aiwawa have to leave"

"Mhm"

"B-but I no want Aiwawa go" she scrunched her face, sitting up "I wan Aiwawa to stay" the child pouted

"How else am I supposed to ask Lemillion"

"Yamana do"

With a sigh he leaned back in his chair, obviously Aizawa knew he could ask his coworker to do it, but he needed to talk to the blond teen and lay down some ground rules. He knew that even though the child seemed elated to meet the hero she might still be hesitant, and he didn't want to risk any mishaps. "I need to see Lemillion personally" he explained and watched as the girl's lower lip begin to wobble

"Aiwawa" she whined "I no want go" the kid cried, tears brimming in her eyes

"Sweetheart"

"Aiwawa!" 

"Kid I have to leave but Yamada will stay with you, don't you want to hang out with him" he asked "you like talking on the phone with him"

"Y-Yeah" she sniffled "But Aiwawa there too" 

"Kiddo" he hummed guiltily 

"Aiwawa" she said again, leaning forward to tug at his shirt 

"I need to talk to Lemillion, don't you want to see him"

"I wannu see, b-but I wan Aiwawa" the girl sobbed, crawling into his arms. Not able to resist, the man settled her in his lap, hugging the child tightly 

"I know kid, but I have to talk to him if you want to see him" he tried to reason, starting to question whether or no he should just ask Hizashi to talk to Mirio or get Mirio to come here on his own, not sure his heart could take this

"Yamana nice?" she asked, squishing her face against his chest, a few stray tears spilling down the chub of her cheek

"Mhm, you've talked to him before" Aizawa assured, scratching the back of her head

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