There's something down to earth about someone being food motivated. It's linked to survival, after all. It also gives Midoriya an excuse to surprise his friends. When he arrived in Trench last year, he remembered and took a page out of Aoyama's book: He's been known to turn up at a friend's place with pastries he bought or a portion of something hearty he's cooked.

"Shh, that's rude..." comes a wincing, strangled whisper around his chopsticks and some noodles. "I mean, it's their culture okay, what if someone judged us for what we do with our dead? Anyway, let's not... Let's talk about something else while we're eating."

Slurp. The noodles sit uneasily in his stomach. "How are you settling in? Need any help at your place?"