''How cute. ~'' She cooed upon seeing the cup with the cat ears. ''Certainly. I was one of them once many years ago.'' She said as if she was ancient already when she was only 28. Still, compared to some of the students she talked to every day, it felt like there was a lifetime of development and experience between them. She smiled as she accepted a mug from Hebiru, wrapping both of her hands around it. ''Yes, perhaps.'' She took a sip from her cup. ''While I cannot show the data due to the confidentiality I share with the students, I do monitor their behavior on a session to session basis. Normally, this is to help them on their way and to show them how much they have actually improved since they started working on themselves.'' She took another sip, leaning back against the wall.

''However, in the event that I suspect something is wrong, such as with Airi, the data will also tip me off. While I cannot show you the documents in question, due to the potential severity of the situation I can share my findings and my thoughts with you.'' She let out a small sigh, but her upbeat smile persisted either way. ''The thing is, Airi showed a rapid decline between our two last counseling sessions. While it isn't unthinkable that a student can reach a conclusion like that on her own, Airi's behavior was completely out of character.'' She walked over to have a seat, quietly sipping on her coffee as Hebiru had been tasked with the hard work of looking through the papers.

Putting her cup down, she would begin taking some swift notes in her notebook as Hebiru brought up potential leads, like inquiring about Airi's family. ''Is that so?'' She wrote the assistant's name down too. ''That's a rather unique quirk in this day and age when everyone is so obsessed with powers that are a lot more flashy.'' She smiled. ''Shokuhou Shirei, I assume she's also in the department of heroes? I think it's worth asking her if she has noticed any changes in Airi lately.''

Yanai Hebiru

Sadako yawned as she looked through her paperwork. Her next counseling session was just a couple minutes away, but she could probably squeeze in a few more seconds of reading before the student of the hour arrived. Sipping on her energy drink she circled a few words on the paper she was reading before putting it aside and taking out her notebook, a new one which was going to be dedicated entirely to confidential student notes. The types of notes that no one else but her was ever going to see out of the safety of the students.

Her office was located in the administration building and the interior, well, it was rather generic. It looked like the textbook definition of an office space, with a couple of plants dotted throughout, an attempt from Sadako to liven up the place a little bit. However, she was far from an interior designer. ''Today's first student...'' She tapped her index finger against her lips as she tried to recall, while also banishing the urge to go out for a cigarette. ''Shion Utsui, first year student. Department of Heroes...'' She wasn't surprised. A lot of people stopped by her office in their first year and there was nothing wrong with that. Quirks manifested in very personal ways and some students just needed that extra nudge of encouragement or guidance to get started. Especially if they had quirks that were considered unorthodox or strange. Heck, Sadako had a pretty straight forward power herself, and she remembered how she struggled through school. It was part of the reason she had become a counselor after all. Once she heard a knock on the door or a voice on the other side, she would respond with an enthusiastic. ''Come in!''

Shion Utsui

For once, Sadako wouldn't mind a patrol where nothing interesting happened. Just a stroll through Tokyo, through the city that she loved surrounded by chill people who could all get along. That would be ideal, like something out of a Disney movie. Of course none of that was realistic, but a woman who only got a couple hours of sleep last night could still dream of an easy day. Walking down the street sipping on her energy drink, Sadako's hero outfit was rather inconspicuous, as she could easily be mistaken for an office worker in her suit and tie combo.

Now, she didn't catch everything from the beginning as she rounded the street corner, all she saw was the guy spitting flames and threatening the poor girl in front of him. Whether he was at fault, or something else was at play, one thing was for sure. She couldn't just stand around. She could always subdue him now and clear the confusion after. Holding an arm out, Sadako conjured up a chain which she launched and wrapped right around his neck, making sure he wasn't choking, but making it hurt enough that he backed down and took notice of her. ''That'll be enough out of you.'' She held the chain in one hand like a leash while she held her hero license in the other. ''Mind explaining yourself to me? I'm sure you weren't intending on actually harming anyone, were you?'' She smiled.

Never a dull moment in the city of Tokyo.

Amano Ito

''Black, with one teaspoon of sugar.'' She smiled. ''How's traffic to the infirmary lately? I bet the hero department students are contributing more than their fill to make sure you always have work on your plate.'' She glanced around the office as she took a couple of steps further in. ''Actually, that's the reason I'm here too, could you check your list of patients for me? One of the hero department students has been exhibiting some strange behavior at my sessions. Have you had a student by the name of Airi get admitted in the last two weeks? Airi from the Department of Heroes, her quirk hurts her body the more she uses it.'' She was laying all her cards on the table right away. No need to dance around the issue, especially not when it came to student health and well-being. The longer she stalled, the longer one of their students would potentially suffer.

''It's a blade quirk. I haven't seen her use it myself, but she's described it to me.'' She gave her bag a pat, the place where she kept her confidential patient notes. ''She should have scars,'' she pointed to her own forearm at several spots, ''all the way up her arms. She started coming to counseling because she was scared and unsure how to use her quirk safely. Things were progressing normally, but lately she started using her quirk with reckless abandon again.'' She sighed, fingers itching for a cigarette, if only they were talking outside. ''It's strange, don't you think? I was wondering if you might have seen something I haven't.''

Yanai Hebiru

Odd. There was something that didn't add up. Sadako had shown up to work early. Not because she was particularly diligent or anything, but mostly so she could eat her cheap takeout breakfast in her office before she had her first meeting of the day. She had been going through the notes she kept from her sessions, particularly the notes on one student, Airi. Airi had what could be classified as a self-destructive quirk, at least that was what she had told Sadako. A quirk that erodes away at the user's health, be it mental or physical. Airi was rightfully terrified in her first couple of sessions with Sadako, unsure of how she could apply her power to become a better hero, while also looking out for her own well-being.

Her mouth was full as she chewed and picked up the notes from their last session, cross-referencing them with the notes from the meeting before. Airi was scared, but hopeful as Sadako had offered solutions that seemed to be working. Then two weeks later at their next meeting, everything had changed. Airi looked like a shell of her former self, Sadako had underlined exhaustion in her notes. Notably different body language, not to mention her arms. The student had been trying to hide it, but Sadako caught a glimpse.

Scars.

Scars from quirk overuse.

Had Airi had a change of heart, and decided to overuse her quirk anyways? It didn't add up. The picture she was trying to see was incomplete, she needed to consult another expert. One who had eyes in other places of the school. Yanai Hebiru. If Airi had really been overusing her quirk, to the point that she was getting injured, surely she would have been admitted to the infirmary at some point in the last two weeks as well. Finishing her terrible breakfast, Sadako hid her notes away in her shoulder bag before she left her office.

''Knock, knock.'' She said as she entered Hebiru's office without knocking, hands behind her back as she smiled. ''Am I disturbing you, Yanai-san?''

Yanai Hebiru