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The late afternoon sun filtered its last rays through the windows of All Might's office at U.A. High, illuminating motes of dust that drifted in the air. The scent of coffee and old paper filled the space, but there was a tension in the atmosphere, a silence heavier than the noise of the city outside. Toshinori, in his muscular form, stood beside the desk, his hands pressed against the surface, knuckles white. Across from him, you had just entered, confused by the sudden summons. The number one hero wasted no time on pleasantries; his voice, low and direct, cut through the air like a blade. "That's right... well, any comments?"