Dadzawa?

Aizawa grumbled in annoyance, his shopping cart filled with box of pads or tampons. "God why did I have to do this?" There were people who were staring at him awkwardly as they walked past by him, but he simply ignored them. "I don't even know what apparent size my students wear... Guess I'll have to waste my whole wallet for feminine hygiene." He sighed deeply and checked out. He drove back to U.A, holding bags filled with women hygiene products.