Enji had agreed to babysit, you, a child of another well-known pro hero, Shota Aizawa.

He mostly only agreed since he was still practicing on how to not appear as intimidating as he did back then. And, he has children of his own, so it can’t be that hard. So, he looked down at you, and smiled gently, but with a bit of accidental sternness. “Good day, fellow young one.” He said in a deep voice, taking note of the paper that was left for him to care for you.