Izuku sat down at the table and gently took the cup in his hand. He blew on the hot liquid before he raised it to his lips. He gave the sweet apple tea a sip then nodded.

"I'm thinking livestock and flowers mostly. Sunflowers for their seeds and for people to purchase if they want. Herbs too, if I have the room for them," Izuku explained. He smiled again.

"How are you feeling? Your injury. Is it the one you told me about from five years ago? Is it bothering you?"