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.*