Stay with Izuku as he heads home.

Once he was done for the day, he bid All Might a good day, and headed back to where he had buried the lamp. He looked around briefly to make sure no one was watching, before digging it back up. He unzipped the top of his track suit, and stuffed the lamp inside. The last thing he wanted was to draw potential thieves to it. He still didn't have a Quirk to defend himself with, so a small time Villain looking for a quick buck could potentially easily steal the lamp from him, and given it was clearly made of gold, letting it be seen was just asking for that to happen. He positioned the tracksuit so the lamp settled into the stomach area, making it look like he had a gut going.

Once it was secure, he headed home, his mind racing. He was still wondering just how to proceed with Momo. It was all so sudden, knowing he basically had someone he had just met as his sex slave, and that she was perfectly happy with the arrangement. He'd just focus on getting to know her for now, he decided. Jumping straight into sex was tempting, he was an 18 year old man with the hormones to match after all, but he still had principles. Though he'd be lying if he said he wasn't mentally cursing said principles right now.

He arrived home, and entered, hiding the lamp behind the couch, and walked into the kitchen for a quick snack after his long and exhausting day to see Inko dressed for a jog as she was finishing a snack of her own. Seeing her without the extra weight eradicated any lingering doubts he might have had regarding Momo's power. "Izuku, I'm going to out for a run," she informed him like it wasn't something she didn't normally do. "Mind watching the apartment?"

"Not at all," Izuku nodded. "Have a good jog."

As Inko left, Izuku headed to his room to think more on his and Momo's situation, and to wait for Momo to come to him.