Chapter 3: Murder and Black Lace
"If your kid gets my kid pregnant I'm killing him." Katsuki said to Ejiro who had invited him to lunch, "Calm down he's not that stupid." The Sturdy Hero tried to defend his son but the explosion boy had already prepared for such a responses, he pulled a file from his suit case and handed it to Ejiro, "His grades say otherwise." Ejiro opened the file and was shocked, the expression on his face made Katsuki laugh, almost to the point that he almost spilled his drink. Ejiro put the file down after a few seconds, "It's okay buddy, at least he's passing the combat courses." He said out of pity for his friend, "Yeah, with a C." Katsuki laughed again this time even harder.
"Mina's not gonna like this." The Sturdy Hero said as he began texting her the news. The mention of Mina surprised Katsuki, "I thought you two split?" The question actual brought a smile to his friend's face, "We were going to get divorced but we fixed are problems." The explosive boy raised an eyebrow and asked him, "What'd you guys do?" Ejiro gladly answered, "We just had really hot angry sex for like a whole day." So much regret on Katsuki's part, "I don't want to hear or know that."
"Maybe you should try it with Jiro, save your marriage." And with that the explosive boy got up, took his things and walked away, "Hey wait up." Ejiro put some money on the table and went after his friend. The two walked together through town being greeted by fans everywhere, they walked all the way to Katsuki's place, a small but nice house with a unusually large garage. The Two entered the house and immediately the music got louder, "Come on we'll go to my cave." Katsuk and Ejiro stopped in the kitchen first before heading to the basement, or better known as the Beast's Basement according to the neon sign above the bar.
"Mind if I put on the TV while you set up the table." Ejiro said as he grabbed his pool cue, "Sure but find something good to watch, none of that korean soap opera bullshit." Katsuki doesn't actually hate korean soap operas it's just the last time put it on he got addicted and binged watch seven seasons of a show. Ejiro turned on the TV and started channel surfing, "How about Hatsume's show." Katsuki looked up confused at the sentence, "Hatsume? you mean the girl who blew up all the time in 1H and married Iida?"
"Yep, but she isn't married to Iida anymore. They got a divorce last year and Mei appearently got a shit ton of money and attention which she used to make the show." Katsuki stopped setting up the table and watched as the show began, "Ladies and gentleman, welcome to Robot Wars." Mei's narration was followed explosion of different robots on screen, Katsuki liked it, "I'm hooked already." He finished the setting up and grabbed his pool cue, "Let's do this, I'll go first." And with that the two began playing pool as robots battled on the TV. The two played pool for awhile, cans of beer piling up on the outskirts of the table added up as the game went on, They were about halfway through their game when the music finally stopped, "Looks like she's done with practice." Katsuki said looking up at the ceiling, they listened to the footsteps as it made its way through the house, all the way to the basement door.
The door opened and Jiro walked down the stairwell to the beasts basement, She was dressed in skinny jeans and wearing one of Katsuki's hero shirts, "You to hear the news?" The two look at each other than back at Jiro, "No." They both respond, Jiro sighs and shows them her phone, it's a news article titled Former Pro Hero Battle Fist Dead!
Ejiro and Katsuki put down their pool cues and turned off the tv, they knew this was serious and required their full attention, "How did Kendo die?" The explosive hero asked, "Similar to Tsuyu and Kodai, died in their hotel room with their throats slits right after they modeled for the Vital Essence fashion company." Jiro pulled up the photos of the crime and showed them the scene, they analyzed the photo carefully, "Did you guys notice it too?" The three have been through many battles together, they've seen people die horribly in some gruesome ways, they've seen people get their arms and legs ripped or blown off, and each time it was bloody, this wasn't.
"Their should be more blood." Ejiro said what they all knew, "So we are looking for someone with a blood or vampirism quirk. I did some digging into some of the personal files of the other models and senior staff but nothing matched, but I did find something unusual about the company's founder. It's like she didn't exist until a few years ago, she just popped out of nowhere." Katsuki walked hopped over the bar and grabbed another beer from his mini fridge, "So other than this founder having popped out of nowhere is there anything else that connects this person to the murders of Tsu and the others?" Ejiro asked, "Sadly no, but I still think it's worth having a chat with her." Jiro started to notice the empty beer cans littering the pool table, there was a lot piling up, "How much have you guys had to drink?"
"Well I've had five, Katsuki has had I think seven." Just then the explosive hero threw a can onto the table, "Eight." He added on
"Look I don't care how much you drink but don't let it affect your work. Tomorrow we're going to go see the founder, after we pay are respects to our friends." Katsuki grabbed another beer from the fridge and started drinking faster much to her dismay, Jiro was never a fan of his drinking but she understood why he would want to forget, she would probably drink to forget if she was in his shoes.
"Halloween has never been the same since that fucking party." Ejiro took a seat at the bar, he looked at his hand and examined his scars from where he needed surgery, there's a part of his hand where he can't feel if touches it, "Izuku is stuck in tartarus and he ain't getting out." Katsuki assured them, a part of him was trying to assure himself.
(Meanwhile)
Izuku opened his eyes, a blinding light from the chandelier made him roll onto his side and slowly to his feet, he was still stuck this room Himiko but he had no idea how he was going to get out.