1 – Tale for entertainment purposes only.
2 – Kirishima is one of my favorite characters of BNHA, but I would never expected Amajiki to be also so fun to write. At least, this is my opinion. Do you think I am handling Suneater well?
I knew everything was in good hands, even with both at such tender age. At our edge of the city, children don't have time to be children. If they want to survive, they need to know to dodge a blade before they can walk. To use their allowance on insiders before buying candies. To explore villains' escape routes on their tricycles. That's our neighborhood. Amateurs are born dead.
Nah… it's a normal place. UA is just that good, you know. Yes, officer. They said later that in few moments...
Suneater and Red Riot were in their uniform, going over Fat Gum hotel room, trying to find any clue about his whereabouts.
"Do you trust that Hiragana?" asked Kirishima. "I mean, he does not look like all that trustworthy."
Suneater lowered his hood to better look the surroundings.
"I think we should look at everyone until we got a clue. We have to question that Honshitzu guy in ten minutes."
"The responsible for the vegetable garden. Right. Later, we'll check this address we found."
Suneater put his hood back in place before leaving the room.
"Do you really can see anything under a mask and a hood?"
"You have a spike metal thing for a mask."
"It's manly."
"Says the guy with Village People's Macho Man on his exercise playlist."
"What do you mean? It's a manly motivation message."
"Kirishima… never mind."
Following the instructions, they found a door marked "employees only". Opening it, they found themselves surrounded by every kind of plants, on an ambient at least ten degrees hotter than the outside.
"Mr. Honshitzu?" asked Kirishima, as Suneater pulled items out of his vest poaches and start to eat and drink them.
"Don't…"
From nowhere, ten almost skeleton-like figures appeared and advanced to the two heroes.
"One second on the lips, on year on the hips…"
"They will surround us."
"No, they will not." Said Suneater, grabbing Red Riot, making his legs look insect-like and jumping more than five meters away from the antagonists. "Granola of grasshoppers." He explained. "Just enough for one use, I'm afraid."
"Those must be the missing clients of the Spa."
The thin figures started to walk slowly in direction of the heroes. Suneater looked behind the duo.
"And him too."
"Do you think those are muscles, red-haired? These are muscles." Said a humongous figure, with muscles over muscles, arms thicker than the waist of both heroes together.
"So, Red Riot, do you want to take him or the zombies?"
"A real man doesn't run away from challenges, Suneater." Answered Kirishima, crackling his hardening knuckles.
"I figured."
Suneater rushed to the thin mob, growing at every step, thanks to the several servings of Takenoko Gohan (bamboo rice) he ate the day before.
"It's time to put the body I got from Bodyware in use" The muscle one fist went full speed at Kirishima body, just to meet a hardened stomach. The impact made him slide a few centimeters back, but his pose didn't change. Making his arms harden and grown the spike-like structures, he smiled.
"Do you think that was a punch, muscle-one? This is a punch." Said him, jumping on the antagonist.
Suneater, now three times his normal size, tried to knock out the emaciated enemies without hurting them too much. After all, they are more victims than actual villains. He tried to ooze the aroma from jasmine and mint from the tea he drank to calm them down.
Standing close to the big antagonist, Red Riot talked:
"I expect you to gentlemanly accept your defeat and tell me about this Bodyware."
With surprising speed, he grabbed Red Riot's leg and threw him against a nearby wall.
The muscled guy then got up and, with certain difficulty ripped a palm tree from the ground and hit Red Riot with it.
"Gentleman this, you brat."
"Tetsutetsu."
He did not expect the red haired one to be able to speak. With the dust and flints going down, he saw in horror the red-haired teen standing in the classic hero position, hands closed on a fist at the side of his hips and a large smile. He kept talking and walking toward the attacker.
"Bakugou. Deku. Cementoss-sensei. I am used to be hit at this level, week after week."
He grabbed the much larger antagonist by the collar, and threw him away with a martial movement.
"Although the strongest I remember was Jiro. Her sonic wave packs quite a punch."
Before he could get up, Red Riot was over him, punching his face twice.
"Stop! Stop!"
"Ready to try the manly thing and recognize your situation?"
"Whatever you say!"
"I already have the info, Red Riot." Said Suneater, approaching with a thin antagonist tied up with vines "Bodyware is Honshitzu, and…"
"I have Fat Gum, you silly brats!"
Both turned to see an imposing figure, holding a now too thin Fat Gum, who was only able to whisper "I'm hungry…". Bodyware kept going
"Now, raise up your hands and don't try anything funny."
Just writing it I noticed. Suneater's Quirk is amazing! Not only its range and possibilities are endless and potentially the top on raw power scale but it is also very fun to write.
And now, half of the audience has a disco music stuck on their heads. You're welcome :D
Next, the last chapter. Hopefully you are enjoying this tale. Opinions? Suggestions?