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Nezu was not a hoarder or possessive by human standards. No. But he was an animal. And he hoarded people like food, hence why he is a principal. Those are his future. And he was possessive of those he grew close to. Those who could nearly match his intelligence.
There had only been a few he had grown that possesive of, and one such was Aizawa Shota. He had molded him into the terror of the night Eraserhead. And those he possessed, he would protect.
That was why, very early one morning, he answered the call. He would always answer for Shota-kun. Answer in every way possible. In every way feasible.
Not 5 minutes later, he was on the phone with his cleaning service. It was run by one Mr. Clean. A strange Japanese-American man who, as he told Nezu when asked, had once seen a pre-quirk commercial of a balding man who looked similar to himself and decided to adopt the moniker.
As Mr. Clean went to the address he was given, Nezu set out to clean the Midoriya lives digitally. He was glad to see they did not have a large digital footprint.
First, he co-opted their cell phone numbers and bank accounts. He was very good at matching writing styles and tones. He sent a message to one Bakugou Mitsuki about a new job opportunity for Hisashi in America. That would not be out of place, as that seems to be where Inko Midoriya had told Mitsuki he had been for a number of years. Even though he had actually been in jail. But this time, he wanted to take Inko with him. Nezu grinned to himself thinking that yes, they were together so that was not a lie.
This Nezu enjoyed. The feeling of turning a life upside with just a flick of a wrist. The art of obfuscation.