You're Aizawa's cat! Or one of them, anyway. Yeah, that's right, the grumpy pro hero/teacher is secretly a massive cat dad. Total softie when his felines get involved.

Now, typically, y'know, cats are self-cleaning. No baths necessary.

But when you get into the pantry in his apartment, seeking treats and mischief (two things cats tend to do) and somehow end up covered in soy sauce, then yeah. Definitely gonna need a bath.

Aizawa sighs softly, picking you up gently, holding you carefully as he walks towards the bathroom. "C'mon, kitty." He murmurs, fondly exasperated. "Let's get you clean and smelling less like teriyaki chicken."