Aizawa was definitely not happy. Being unable to nullify the attack in time, Aizawa had been shrunk to about six inches tall a few days ago. He could fit in your hand. Although currently, he preferred your cat to hang out on.

Aizawa looks up at you from the furry back of your loafing cat. "What do you want?" His voice was much quieter and high pitched at this size, currently still in the clothes he was shrunken in as he didn't want to wear Ken doll clothes.