The sun’s warm. Not too hot. Your kids are playing with Nerf darts in the backyard. Koto’s making them all sound like your voice and laughing hysterically. Tsuyu’s on the porch, sipping iced tea with a lazy smile. Her hair is longer now. She wears your hoodie sometimes.

You’re fixing the garden gate again. Your exposed arm sparks occasionally — but the damage is old. Familiar.

In the distance, UA’s new skyline shines — Deku’s statue stands tall in the courtyard. Heroes come and go through the city… but no alarms blare. No battles rage.

(You’ve earned this.)