Deku, Shigaraki and Kurogiri enter the bar. Kurogiri goes behind the bar, while Shigaraki sits on a stool and Izuku on a puff:

- Fucking All Might –says Shigaraki while he scratches his neck-. The plan was perfect, but he beat us. All Might beat us again! –he smashes his fist against the table.

- I told you that plan wasn't going to work. You should have used mine.

Shigaraki grabs Izuku from the neck, except with the pinky.

- Shut up or you're off.

- Tomura, stop –a voice from the TV sounds-. You've tried, learn from this defeat. Izuku, come talk with me for a second.

- Yes, master.

Izuku enters a room with a chair and a desk with a television on it.

- Have you recollected enough data from All Might and the students?

- Yes, sir. I'll redact it now, but, as you predicted he's getting weak. That scar he told me about, its consequences are getting worse.

- You have a plan already, don't you?

- Of course, sir –affirms Izuku with a grin

-Would you care to share it with me?

-Sure, but first I'd like to reconsider some things about our agreement.

Some time after, Deku is writing about the UA students on his notebooks in the bar.

- Dekuu, what'cha doiin'? –Toka speaks from his back trying to scare him.

- Writing some reports from every student.

- Ohh, but you even draw'em. Let me see –she takes the notebook from his hands-. Mmm, I like Ochako-chan.

- Himiko, please give it back.

Shigaraki turns around from the stool.

- Let me see that.

Toga happily handles it and Tomura starts looking through them.

- Katsuki Bakugo; he seems the strongest one. He's the one that got first on the entry exam and sports festival.

- Uuh, we should kill him. I choose him! –yells Toga.

- Wait, what? No, no way –comfronts an angry Izuku.

- No, you're right Deku. We could get some use of him. We could even convince him to join us, he seems a little anti-heroic sometimes.

- You clearly don't know him. He will never join you.

- Well, if he doesn't join us voluntarily, I have a few special methods of my own.

Izuku approaches him and threatens him with his index finger pointed at his chin.

- Don't you dare put a finger on Kacchan. I won't allow it.

- Uuu, Kacchan! Is he your crush 'Zuku?

Izuku blushes while turning his head to Toga and killing her with his gaze.

- It's not that. It's just that if anyone is gonna do anything to him is going to be me, whether is torture or killing.

- It's not a suggestion, it's the plan. We'll take him in the intensive camp that they'll be doing next month. We just need the mole to confirm us date and place.

- You won't do shit.

- Yeah? How do you plan to stop me?

- Izuku is about to take a knife and throw it to Shigaraki when, suddenly, Dabi's hand stops him.

- Midoriya, stop. Don't do this.

- No, he's mine. You can take anyone else.

- Now I want him more. And if you're not going to collaborate, I guess I just don't need you around for the moment. Dabi, close him in that room in the back.

- Sorry, bro.

He grabs him by the arms and takes him inside of the room with just the desk and the tv. Shigaraki follows them, and handcuffs Izuku to the chair.

- If you behave, I might let you see me torture him.

With that said he throws a punch at Midoriya, who looks at him with a determined and stir face.

- I've always hated that baby look of yours.

Shigaraki kicks him in the face, making him and the chair fall. He leaves the room and Dabi picks him up before leaving too.

- Midoriya, I really can't believe it... –speaks AFO from the tv.