Reborn from the ashes from hell

Izuku POV

Yeah Tsukauchi probably never had such a weird encounter. And I'm sorry for the poor detective who had to deal with me. He just wanted to do his job. And I literally did everything I could to make his job harder.

Flashback

The nice policeman took me to his office. He then took a photo of me and said he would use it to find out where I was from.

The room is silent and you can hear a quiet tick. Tick, tack, tick. Unlike all the places I've lived it's pretty messy here. That tick tack comes from a round thing off a wall. Unlike all the things I know, this room is very colorful. It's not white, but brown, black and gray, and there are lots of colorful books on a light brown bookshelf. And there are a few pictures hanging on one wall. But the pictures look as if someone has thrown colors on paper and then attached the pictures.

Me: What is this thing that makes this terrible noise all the time.

Policeman: what noise?

Me: Tick tack tick

The policeman stops what he's doing and stares at me.

Policeman: that's a clock

Me: aha. A clock. And what do you do with it?

Policeman: Sigh. You can see the time with it

Me: you can't just know that already

Policeman: How?

Me: If you're not distracted, you can count the time yourself and look at the position of the sun.

Policeman: I don't think you've ever seen a clock so you probably can't read it. What time is it now?

I shoot the answer fast like a gun

Me: 4:43

Policeman: No, it's 4:50

Me: Then the clock is wrong.

Policeman: It's not wrong, my watch on my cell phone says the same thing... The clock is wrong. Maybe you can read something while I'm working.

Me: Okay

I look at a few books and then I start sorting them all. On one book the word Gay was written on it was a nice color order. I should put the books red orange, yellow, green, blue, purple. On each shelf the first ten books were red, then the next orange and then yellow books and then greenish, blue and purple. The rest of the books. There were a few that I liked, like the rainbow-colored one labeled Gay that I put on a table.

The policeman, guy turns to me.

Policeman: do you want something to ea... why are my books sorted by rainbow colors?

Me: So this order of colors is called rainbow colors.

Policeman: now everyone will think I'm gay?

Me: gay?

Policeman: Sigh. It means that a person is not to the opposite gender attracted and loves someone who has the same gender.

Me: Loves?

Policeman: For example, your two parents loved each other. You must have parents even if you haven't meet them.

Me: Is that how a child is born?

Policeman: something like that

Me: I thought they were having sexual intercourse

The policeman just looks at me.

Policeman: Why do you know that at your age? You don't know so many things but you know this? You look so innocent. Like you don't know a single swear word.

Me: A swear word?

Policeman: a word you say when you're angry or mean to  people

Me: For example?

Policeman: Smarta... did I just want to teach a child a swear word? Seriously, kid where are you taking me? Do you want something to eat? I don't have much right now, a chocolate bar is fine?

Me: Chocolate?

Policeman: Just take it, I'm sure you'll like it.

He throws me the bar. I look at it closely. The bar is shiny. Do people eat plastic here? There's a picture of Hawks on the plastic. Should I just bite into it. I do. It doesn't taste like anything.

Policeman: No, it's not for biting into. Open the packaging.

So the chocolate bar is in the inside. I try to open it. I scratch the packaging but it doesn't open. I start hitting the packet with the chocolate bar against a wall.

Policeman:...

Since he doesn't say anything, I assume it's the right way and carry on. After 10 minutes of hitting the chocolate bar against a wall and nothing has happened, I turn to the policeman, who is still looking at me.

Me: The chocolate bar doesn't seem to be working. It is defect

Policeman: Seriously? No ten-year-old speaks like you do, not even an adult has that kind of vocabulary. You could say you're a genius. But the way I'm looking at you right now trying to smash a candy bar against the wall... I'm confused.

Me: are you phrasing your words in a way where you're making the claim that I'm stupid without saying it directly and sharing your indirect opinion with me.

Policeman: Sigh. I'll open the chocolate bar for you.

Wow, he only managed to open this cruel package with two hands. He must be incredibly strong. As a thank you I applaud for him. The policeman looks a bit confused.

Policeman: I definitely want to work with children as rarely as possible. How does Aizawa do it. If only one kid in class is like that, I'd lose my nerve with them.

Me: You've done it again.

Policeman: What?

Me: Insulted me. Your mean

People: Now I feel like bad person. sigh

Flashback end