"If you could cosplay someone from this game who would it be?" Haneul asks from the chat as she and Katsumi sit side by side playing the game on screen.

"I think madam M I'm a sticker for the bandaged chest and kimono thing especially the fan and hair ornaments. I love that sort of thing. It's something I wish I could pull off but I doubt I could…" Thoughtfully, Katsumi considers.

"I think you could." Haneul offers.

"Thanks but it seems more your scene. Didn't you pull off something similar once when we were younger?" Katsumi's ruby reds narrow glancing over at Haneul.

"Maybe…" Haneul hums brow furrowing at the murky memory.

"Still I doubt I could…" Katsumi hums furrowing her brow by the question proposed to her by Haneul reading from the list as Katsumi controls Cloud carrying himself through the bright blaring lights of the sector.

"Aw Johnny bless…" Softly, she sighs shaking her head at the battered beaten redhead.

"If Cloud were bi who would you romance?" Haneul asks.

"Well if Johnny was an option maybe him then again madam M is pretty cool too… Ooh Vincent's a top choice." Katsumi considers.

"Not Sephiroth?" She glances to the side at Haneul by her side.

"I doubt he'd be an option." Amused, Katsumi chuckles at the thought.

"But if he were?" Haneul raises a brow intrigued.

"Yeah no his whole mummy issues thing is a tad bit…odd. Plus long hair only works for a fair few and it does not work for him." Uncomfortable, Katsumi tenses up brow furrowing as she scratches the back of her neck at the thought.

"I like his long hair." Haneul offers brow furrowing.

"Really?" Katsumi raises a brow.

"But it works for Vincent?" Confused, Haneul crosses her arms over her chest a faint scarlet shimmer to her crimson cheeks.

"Have you seen Vincent? My boy knows what he's doing." Katsumi scoffs shaking her head at Haneul.

"For our next match we welcome two fighters a young couple no less!" The two announcers dictate as Aerith ad Cloud make their way into the stadium.

"Assuming a lot there." Tiredly, Katsumi mutters.

"Talk about a bad date." The other adds.

"I wouldn't say this was a worst date it'd be interesting." Katsumi argues.

"What's your ideal date?" Haneul asks curiosity clear on her face.

"I don't know maybe lay in watch a movie eat popcorn, maybe go out to get some food? Those guys are back urgh…" Annoyed, Katsumi scowls at the group that had pretended to be dead before who she swiftly finishes off and…

"ARGHHH! You greedy bastard scum sucking piece of shit festering asshole! But that's how it is. Corneo's the one who makes the rules around here." Huffing, Madam M grumbles after screaming shouting fanning herself trying to calm herself down earning a wide eyed look from both Haneul and Katsumi.

"I love this woman…wait is that a house!?" Haneul gawks gaping at the boss appearing from below only to watch Katsumi control Cloud swiftly cutting it down and winning the tournament then leading to…

"Okay just me who prefers Aerith's pink dress to the tango red one? Don't get me wrong she looks nice but…" Haneul sighs as the two turn to see Aerith's new attire of a ruby red tango like dress with Johnny by her side had a ruby red velvet carpet casted before the shocked Cloud revealing Aerith's new attire…

"Do you prefer Tifa or Aerith's?" Curious, Katsumi asks Haneul.

"I'd have to say Tifa's I don't mind Aerith's I think it's just those iconic ringlets sort of thing that turn me off. I get why they are meant to make her look cute but they just look like chunks you know? I just can't get behind them. She is awesome I do like Aerith but Tifa is just best girl…" Haneul confesses as Katsumi nods her head in agreement.

"Kane's an Aerith girl." Katsumi recalls.

"He has no right to considering the way he pronounces the poor girl's name." Haneul huffs earning an exasperated eyeroll from Katsumi.

"You know he does that to annoy you right?" Katsumi sighs at her before the dancing segment begins.

"Honey I'm in love." Smirking, the male wearing skin-tight black winks at Cloud forming a heart shape with his fingers after Cloud's dance.

"So am I. If I were a man…then again I don't know if you are I'm just assuming which is wrong but oh my god if you were real…" Nervously, Haneul blurts out taking Kasumi aback by her brief tangent sweat sliding down her tense tone.

"Han…" Katsumi cuts Haneul off, snapping her out of her train of thought.

"You were born for this." The owner of the honeybee tells Cloud as next thing the two knew they watches the confused Claude be thrown upon his proud throne where next he knew he was having the makeover of a lifetime.

"Oh my god that corset…" Haneul whispers in awe starry eyes, her greens glistening gleaming.

"True beauty is expression of the heart. A thing without shame to which notions of gender don't apply. Don't ever be afraid." Confidently, he tells Cloud gently guiding Cloud.

"I think Andrea's my favourite fucking character now." Bluntly, Bombarda confesses.

"Not a word." Cloud scowls at Aerith who had been clapping earlier encouraging, cheering Claude on as the transformation was happening.

"Aww he's embarrassed!" Haneul gushes smiling shyly earning a small smirk of endearment upon Katsumi's lips.

"No!" Cloud snaps sharply scowling at Aerith.

"But you're so pretty." Perkily, Aerith argues.

"He is he really is." Haneul agrees nodding her head at the dress Cloud wears.

"Whoa be still my heart it's the girl of my dreams!" One of the NSPC gushes as they head to Corneo's headquarters.

"There you go again stopping looking at other girls!" Another pc adds in earning an arched brow by Haneul and Katsumi.

"I only do it to compare them with you so I can realize how lucky I am!" The boyfriend leis through his teeth earning a sharp scowl from both Haneul and Katsumi.

"Slick move scumbag." Haneul huffs irritated frustration flowing through her veins while Katsumi simply shrugs it off as she controls Cloud the party of two heading to Corneo's.

Frowning, Katsumi resides in Kane's place as she sits down, her legs crossed over the other as she plays, controlling the raccoon roaming through the streets of Paris only then to take note of chat suddenly bombarding her cat telling her to send Kane to horny jail confusing and alarming her slightly. She sighs as she looks to the clock, she's been recording for an hour might as well see what's going on. So she dismisses herself stopping stream to acknowledge this supposed death sentence. She approaches Kane's studio, noting the fast-paced chatting from the other room. Curiosity gets the best of Katsumi holding her bottle in hand, sipping it from vocal practice prior, she peers into the room where she is met by…

"Look at her guys! How many times have I said I wanted a lady who could crush my head in between my thighs any part of her body could crush my head and it's not the parts you think that's just one of several options!" Loudly, Kane bellows beaming grinning from ear to ear as Katsumi simply stares noting the camera picking on her faint figure from afar causing chat to go wild.

"…The fuck did I walk in on?" Bluntly, Bombarda deadpans.

"ARGH THE HELL!? Kane shouts screeching to the high heavens, his voice breaking before him from the water that comes crashing down on him, staining drenching him making him fall flat to the ground groaning.

"Chat dictated you cool down." Dutifully, Bombarda dictates.

"…Right." Kane grunts grimaces at his soaked state.

"Resident Evil Village really?" Katsumi exclaims.

"It's a good game!" Kane argues defensively.

"Seems more like a thirst game." Katsumi huffs.

"Hey Haneul and you play Hades!" Annoyed, Kane argues.

"…Hades has a…I'm too tired to defend this." Tiredly, Katsumi grumbles glaring to the side.

"Think Haneul would cosplay as her for me?" Meekly, Kane asks hopeful.

"…I would say no but the dress along is right up her street especially the hat she loves those sorts of hats." Honestly, Katsumi considers.

"Think you can talk to her?" Hopeful, he asks.

"Talk to her yourself." Katsumi grumbles glaring to the side.

"Look at her she's got Edward Scissorhands." Smiling, Kane gushes over her claws.

"…How is that hot?" Katsumi eyes Kane baffled by his taste.

"…I like leather." Shyly, Kane whispers.

"Of course you'd think that." Katsumi exclaims.

"You cannot tell me not one of these people here are not hot." Kane exclaims.

"…" Silently, Katsumi glares at the screen scowling seething

"What about Chris?" Kane questions her.

"Nah him and his muscles are weird." Katsumi winces.

"Okay then what about Heisenberg?" Kane asks as Katsumi grumbles.

"…I hate you." Katsumi huffs.

"So you admit it." Kane declared.

"I admit I hate you." Katsumi grumbles.

"And that you like Heisenberg?" Kane smirks smugly.

"Lycans and gentlemen we thank you for waiting and now let the games begin!" Beaming, Heisenberg stretches his arms out to the people surrounding the main four while Ethan is tied up.

"Who bloody couldn't? Still I think Haneul would prefer mother Miranda or the doll girl." Bluntly, Bombarda says.

"Yeah true…" Kane agrees.

"Mother I bring you fresh prey." The three girls arrive before the woman, the myth, the legend.

"The girls aren't much though." Truthfully, Kane confesses.

"You are so kind to me daughters now let's take a look at him well, well Ethan Winters. You escaped my little brother's idiot games did you? Let's see how special you are." Approvingly, the lady herself turns to Ethan.

"Yes mother." Smoothly, said sister swiftly slides Ethan's hand with a knife cutting it.

"Oh god!" Katsumi recoils back repulsed by the woman hungrily licking up his cut hand.

"Hm starting to go a little stale." Smirking, she tuts.

"And you think that's hot!?" Disgusted, Katsumi winces grimacing from her dry heave as she greedily licks up his hand.

"Is it bad a part of me is turned on by it?" Kane shrugs sheepishly.

"KANE!" Katsumi snaps sharply scowling.

"I'm sorry!" Sighing, Kane whines.

"The fuck is wrong with you!?" Katsumi scowls as he smiles watching Katsumi be impaled into the spikes being pulled up above.

"Okay how the hell is she not seeing you?" Baffled, Bombarda argues annoyed.

"Ssh the lady speaks." Smiling, Kane places his hand flat over Katsumi as the lady speaks to Miranda on the phone.

"…" Quietly, Katsumi scowls staring, her hue twitching tiredly.

"You got to love the pipe at least." Kane argues.

"Okay her pipe is pretty cool." Calmly, Katsumi gives her that.

"Exactly." Kane nods his head approvingly.

"You ungrateful selfish wretch you come into MY house you lay your filthy man hands on MY daughters and now you even try to steal MY property? How dare you! Rest while you can because I will hunt you and I will break you!"

"That's some respectable power right there." Kane beams brightly despite having been thrown down numerous floorboards which should have killed Kane or to be precise Ethan…

"Oh for fu-" Fuming, Katsumi begins but…

"Do not swear before her lady!" Sternly, Kane scolds her.

"She isn't bloody there!" Tiredly, Katsumi grumbles.

"But she's chasing me meaning she's nearby." Excited, Kane beams brightly squirming slightly, a heavy hue of ruby red upon his crimson cheeks disgusting Katsumi.

"…Moments like these make me wonder if you really were dropped as a k-" Katsumi begins but…

"SHIT!" Sharply, he snaps screeching screaming to the high heavens as next he knew…

"So you think she's still attractive?" Annoyed, Katsumi furrows her brow watching his hand be chopped off, swiftly slicked off, scarlet streams spurt out of the wound.

"…Maybe." Meekly, Kane whispers shyly.

"I ended my stream for this." Tiredly, Katsumi groans combing her fingertip through her hair done.

"That you did Bombi that you did." Fondly, Kane smirks smugly chuckling at the disdain drenching his friend's facial features as his stream continues on for the two to watch what sort of hijinks awaits Ethan Winters…

"I spy with my little eye a beauty that is…Bombarda." Beaming, Hawks smirks smugly as he roams high in the soaring sky before descending down from the high heavens towards the brunette going about her patrol alone.

"How long were you waiting to pull that line?" Tiredly, Katsumi sighs furrowing her brow unfazed by the blonde landing by her side.

"…Can't you just enjoy it?" Hawks sighs shaking his head at her.

"Can't you just leave me alone?" Annoyed, Katsumi grumbles.

"Leave a little lady all on her own?" Teasingly, Hawks jokes.

"I can take care of myself." Katsumi asserts annoyed.

"I'm teasing, I'm teasing." Teasingly, Hawks raises his hands up in mock surrender.

"Urgh…" Katsumi groans rolling her eyes exasperated.

"Come on it was pretty good." Hawks argues only then for them both to jolt up at the gentle tap of his foot making him turn towards…

"O-hh sorry are you…are you Hawks?" Apologetic, the woman with the braided crown stops in her tracks.

"That's my name flying's my game." Happily, Hawks introduces himself.

"Bwahlp." Bombarda flinches from the gurgled grunt turning to look down at the pram below seeing the gurgling giggling child reaching its grubby fingertips out towards Hawks feathers.

"Aww who's this little guy?" Smiling, Hawks takes out one of his smaller feathers passing it over for the child to play with.

"His name's Aki." The woman reveals to the two.

"Aki huh that's a pretty cool name bright right?" Hawks smiles watching the baby gurgle giggling at the flimsy feather.

"Hm?" Katsumi raises a brow befuddled by Hawks how did he know that?

"His name it means bright." Beaming, Hawks exclaims surprising both women.

"Why yes it does he was born in the morning and well he's the light of my life." The mother merrily confirms.

"Aww that's sweet hi there Aki my name's Hawks this is Bombarda." Hawks kneels down to the child once more gesturing to Bombarda.

"…" Silently, said woman glares down at the baby before her.

"Bombarda, do you want to say anything to the kid?" Hawks asks turning to look up at her.

"…Hi." Scarlet seers down at the baby.

"Hey! Hey there's no need to cry look see peekaboo peekaboo." Happily, Hawks offers covering his eyes unaware of his feathers folding in before stretching out just as he reveals his face to the beaming baby unaware of his feathers hitting Katsumi in the face.

"Hawks you son of a-" Angrily, Katsumi snaps sharply spewing flimsy feathers of ruby red out into the open air.

"Hey look he's laughing." Oblivious, Hawks gushes over the baby's laughter oblivious to the hacking coughing of Katsumi.

"I'm going to wring your neck in!" Incensed, she snarls seething.

"Aw he's a cute kid." Hawks compliments easily signing the paper offered to him.

"Thank you have a good day." The mother bows her head.

"You too…" Hawks whispers his hues softening sombrely watching both mother and son go about their day.

"You okay?" Katsumi's ruby reds narrow noting his softly serene features.

"That must be nice." Sighing, Hawks smiles softly watching longingly almost as the two leave.

"I saw no ring so she's all yours if you are okay with the whole kid thing." Katsumi offers.

"Huh? What? No! No!" Panicked, Hawks shuts down.

"What? Can't handle another man's kid?" Katsumi raises a brow.

"I don't know her." Hawks answers.

"Then why are you watching her like that?" Baffled, Bombarda asks.

"Urgh I just mean it must be nice, having kids you know?" Hawks huffs irritated.

"I thought you weren't interested in the next generation." Bombarda argues.

"I'm not interested in the next generation of heroes." Hawks corrects her.

"You don't want your kid to be a hero?" Katsumi exclaims surprised.

"I don't want them to be forced into it you know? With how heroes are everyone wants to be one it seems." Sighing, Hawks tells her.

"…You're not wrong there." Tensely, Katsumi glares to the side.

"Don't you?" Hawks asks her.

"Hm?" Katsumi flinches from it.

"Want kids?" He asks her.

"…I laugh at kids being dropped." Deadpanned, Katsumi states scowling.

"Wha…?" Hawks blinks befuddled.

"I think that answers your question." Katsumi sighs crossing her arms over her chest.

"Come on, you can't tell me you haven't been interested." Dubiously, Hawks wiggles a brow bemused.

"Interested in having a fucking missile pushed out of me? Sure!" Snippily, Katsumi grumbles under her breath bitterly, that wasn't even mentioning the method of which to produce a child could cause her whole apartment to be set ablaze…

"It's not just that…." Tentatively, Hawks offers optimistically but…

"This coming from the guy who doesn't go through hours upon hours of pain." Poisonously, Katsumi sneers scowling at him.

"It's not that bad." Hawks sighs.

"Have you ever been to one?" Scowling, she demands from him.

"…No?" Hawks shrugs.

"Then let me say this when Katsuki was born I heard my mother scream and curse for hours, the nurses had to rip my father's hand off hers due to an explosion occurring from them, he broke his fucking hand from her." Katsumi seethes scowling frustration flowing through her boiling, bubbling, burning blood at the memory of her father's sharp scream as he forcibly pried from her screeching shouting mother to have his broken hand tended to.

"…Oh." Hawks exclaims blinking baffled by the sheer intensity of her words.

"Yes. Oh." Curtly, Katsumi coldly cuts in.

"…So….you really haven't thought about it?" Hawks furrows his brow slouching slumping his shoulders.

"I…I mean with having a mother nag at me to have kids I can't say the thought hasn't crossed my mind." Miserably, Katsumi grumbles glaring to the side.

"Oh yeah?" Hopeful, Hawks smiles.

"Then again most of the time when that thought crosses I just come to the decision to not have one out of sheer pettiness, a sort of middle finger to the old hag." Honestly, Katsumi confesses making Hawks sigh, sweat dropping at the sheer firm frankness of her own words.

"…Riiiight." Hawks draws out sweat dropping at the sheer pettiness of the woman before him.

"Besides I got to find some sad sock who would want to be stuck with me." Bemused, Bombarda jokes lightly smirking slightly unaware of Hawk's hue twitching of his strained smirk twitching too.

"Who knows could be closer than you think…" Tenderly, Hawks shrugs swiftly sliding the collar of his jacker over his mouth making Katsumi arch a brow by the sheer sight of said gesture.

"You say something?" Befuddled, Bombarda queries confusion clear on her facial features.

"Nah…nothing." Hawks smiles strained at the boneheaded Bombarda sweat sliding down his tense temple watching on as Katsumi continues patrol with him by her side, the two talking the day away as they would from time to time deal with the villains running about as they continued on their daily patrol.

"What do you mean Hamilton is overrated!?" Angrily, Haneul gasps gawking gaping at Kane, staring stunned scowling at Kane as they stand around the crime scene of sorts where the villains were being guided towards the police car being arrested as the two argues angrily against one another while the police did their job.

"I'm just saying there are better musicals out there." Tiredly, Kane sighs shaking his head at her.

"Have you even heard good music!?" Mad, Haneul huffs scowling crossing her arms over her chest cross.

"This coming from the whale song freak!" Fuming, Kane barks back at her.

"It's relaxing okay my mother used to have me listen to it whenever I studied or forest sounds oh or birds tweeting." Tense, Haneul states scowling defensively even.

"…Right. And you don't think that's weird?" Kane wiggles a brow befuddled hands on his hips.

"It helped me study for your information background music may improve focus on a task by providing motivation and improving mood. During long study sessions, music can aid endurance. In some cases, students have found that music helps them with memorization, likely by creating a positive mood, which indirectly boosts memory formation." Frowning, Haneul explains to Kane.

"See that's bullshit!" Boisterously, Kane deadpans.

"Oh really?" Haneul arches a brow sceptical.

"Really, take it from the guy who would listen to music religiously during studying music impairs your brain's cognitive abilities, making it very difficult to memorize the things you are reading. The changing words and the fluctuation of tunes throw you off whenever you try to memorize stuff, hence hurting your studying." Smugly, Kane cockily proclaims pride laced in his tone as he points to himself.

"How long are these two going to keep at it?" Hawks ponders perplexed quirking his head to the side amazed at the two beofre him, shouting, screaming, screeching at one another as both Bombarda and Hawks simply silently stare, watching on as the fight continues on…

"About an hour or so." Sighing, Katsumi shrugs her shoulders unsure she lost track of time when they'd do that what she'd normally be doing her work of clearing things up, talking to the police and such keeping an eye on it. The siblings squabbled behind her. Honestly, Katsumi had no clue why they would argue as much as they did it just seemed exhausting regardless she'd normally brush it off.

"And you're used to this?" Hawks raises a brow befuddled.

"Yep." Katsumi answers unfazed. Hawks couldn't help but nod his head, he had met her parents what these two were doing paled in comparison to the wrath that was Katsumi's mother and her little brother but still…

"Wow no wonder you're so violent." Hawks jokes lightly earning an arched brow by Bombarda.

"The fuck is that meant t-" Katsumi seethes snarling scowling slowly raising her hand threateningly, her hue twitching her raw reds glaring glowering at the blonde beofre her, feeling her fingertips flex fidget mini explosions emitting from the tips of her fingertips.

"I'm telling you, you're wr-Eh?" Smugly, Hawks begins beaming but soon falters furrowing his brow when next thing he knew he had felt something push him forwards as next thing he knew he hand fell flat to the wall behind him where his gold meet a pair of ruby red. He feels a beads of sweat slither down his tense temple when finding himself having pinned Katsumi to the wall.

"…" Silently, Katsumi stares at Hawks, her ruby reds looking bored, unfazed not even chatting about the heated Hawks beofre her.

"Hey there." Smoothly, Hawks tries to compose himself, smirking slightly a glint gleaming in his eye a pokerfaced as the hawks fans from afar squeal at the sheer sight of said smirk, a trdmakr of his, a smirk that all the fashion magazines loved, that all the actors love, that could melt the coldest of people, that could make any girl swoon that could make the boys blush which…

"Are you done?" Drained, Katsumi sighs completely and utterly done not at all caring about the position they are in simply staring at him.

Goes unnoticed by Katsumi.

"You know… I could get used to this position." Playfully, he winks at Katsumi who remains unfazed, simply staring at him almost waiting to see what would happen as Hawk's iconic smirk twitches feeling beads of sweat slither slide down his tense temple.

"Bombarda. Haw…" Hawks flinches from the familiar voice.

"Oh hey boss." Casually, she quirks her head to the side, turning to greet Endeavour somewhat who stops mid-sentence simply staring at the two, trying to process the situation he had walked in on.

"Wha…what am I looking at?" Endeavour blurts out.

"Hawks tripped and now he's just sort of stuck there?" Katsumi kneels down diving down to escape the position while Hawk's smirk soon falters feeling a storm of sweat slide down his tense temple, screaming, screeching, shouting to the high heavens internally at having his hero, his role model, his inspiration see him in such a manner, a failing manner at that, maybe if Katsumi had swoon for him as so many had done before this wouldn't be a problem but the problem was Katsumi as a person, as a character as the oblivious blunt person, Hawks had sadly fallen for.

"…Right. I have documents I need you to look over." Endeavour tells Bombarda unable to even look at Hawks, acknowledge him even as Hawks could feel nothing but shame.

"Sure." Katsumi nods her head walking by the interlay screaming Hawks horrified at what his mentor had to see. Pitifully, Haneul stares sadly at the dejected blonde before turning to follow behind her boss Bombarda talking to Endeavour not even batting an eye to what had happened while Kane…

"One day..." Kane pats Hawk's shoulder bowing his head understanding his pain almost as the group leave the frozen form of Hawks feeling his legs buckle as he comes crashing down to the ground below, defeated just as the phone rings and next Kay knew she was heading to U.A.

Quietly, Katsumi slowly slides the door open, her brow furrowing at the sad sight of the bedridden blonde before her. She makes her way towards her baby brother, bruises and scrapes littered all over his form as she takes a seat by his side, taking the seat just as the scraping material of wood against the tiled floor announces her presence as a pair of scarlet slowly open.

"You look like shit." Smirking, Katsumi crosses her arms over the bed before her leaning in peering over at her baby brother glaring up at her.

"Fuck off." Katsuki sneers scowling up at her.

"Heard you went against all Might." Katsumi remarks leaning back against the chair.

"…Is he gone?" Katsuki sighs scowling, his ruby reds glaring glowering to the side.

"If you mean Midoriya yes it's just us here Katsuki even recovery girl's gone." Katsumi reveals to her baby brother.

"Good I don't want that fucker anywhere near me." Mad, Katsuki curses under his breath.

"…" Silently, she stares down at her baby brother.

"What? Not going to tell me off? Not going to defend Deku like you always do saving him and shit?" Seething, Katsuki demands from her.

"…" Silently, she continues staring at him noting his squirming state.

"Say fucking something!" Shouting, Katsuki yells at her anger laced in his tone.

"Not until you say something first." Firmly, she tells her baby brother, brow furrowing waiting for him to speak to say something.

"What the fuck do you think I've been doing!?" Angrily, Katsuki jolts up arising slightly only then to wince whimpering as he wraps his arm around his toros cradling his stomach from the blow given to him.

"…You know what I mean Katsuki." Katsumi states sighing shaking her head at him.

"I'm fine. I'm fucking fine. I don't need your shitty pity!" Pained, Katsuki screams screeching at her furious, fuming, fury flows through his veins as he bares his fierce feral fangs at the rather bored Bombarda.

"There you go again with thinking I pity you." Tiredly, Katsumi sighs slumping slouching her shoulders exhaustion etched into her fatigued facial features.

"No of course not, you hate me though don't you? You see me as the villain as the big bad as the bully!" Bitterly, Katsuki huffs, blinking back the tears threatening to fall taking Katsumi aback by the sheer sight of said tears.

"Katsuki…" Softly, Katsumi whispers shyly reaching out to her baby brother's hand however he recoils his hand back fuming.

"And Deku's a fucking saint, is the victim, is always innocent is…is the fucking…hero?" Haughtily, Katsuki remarks hollowly heckling as he then grits grinds his teeth together shaking, quivering quaking trying to stop the tears threatening to fall, trying to stop the dam from breaking before his sister.

"…You will never be a hero. Not in my eyes."

Katsumi bows her head, grimacing further furrowing her brow at the sore stab of a memory feeling guilt gnaw away at her chest. She shouldn't have said that to him her anger got the best of her, she just…she was just so angry at him for what he did to Midoriya but she ever really understood why such a simplistic motive as him being quirkless and her brother's arrogance could be a motive but even then…there had to be more of this there had to be.

"You really don't see it do you?" Katsumi smiles sadly down at him.

"See what?" Katsuki furrows his brow befuddled by her soft serene smile.

"How much you've changed, how much you've grown…" Gently, Katsumi reaches out combing her fingertips through his hair.

"…What?" Katsuki blinks baffled by her words slightly leaning into her tender touch.

"Despite your struggle when you first came here you trained, you studied you did everything you could to catch up to prove your worth and you did at the sports festival or so you thought but they didn't prove it to yourself did they?" Truthfully, Katsumi points out.

"That fucker…he didn't use his flames." Fuming, Katsuki curses under his breath bitterly, glaring, glowering to the side seething.

"…I know." Katsumi whispers softly sighing at the boy below her.

"No you don't! You've always been strong! You've…even when you lost your arm…" Anguished, Katsuki slams his eyes shut swiftly slamming the dam shut refusing to let a thin trickle of tears out.

"Katsuki we both know I'm not strong compared to you when you grow up you'll be so much stronger than me." Softly, she reminds her baby brother the two looking towards her prosthetic from the truth of the matter.

"…How though? I just I fucking…I…hate this. I hate working with people…someone as strong as me listening to orders from a nobody like Deku fucking following me like some bitch in heat…" Huffing, Katsuki seethes, using the back of his hand to hide the tears threatening to fall.

"You say I'm strong right?" Katsumi asks him gently taking his hand off exposing his sniffling facial features.

"Yeah." Katsuki confirms without a doubt.

"I work with people why do you think that is?" Curious, Katsumi quirks her head to the side.

"So they can do your paperwork." Katsuki assumes lazily.

"That is an added bonus sure but I do it because I know I won't always win just the other day I fought against a sand golem, my explosions were muffled from that sound if it weren't for Haneul's rain we wouldn't have gotten the guy. Katsuki we work with people not because we're weak but because we're smart enough to know that working alone isn't as efficient as it could be when working with people. Being on top is great being the leader is great but it comes at the cost of not seeing your own weakness of not seeing what you can improve upon understand?" Katsumi explains to her little brother.

"…" Katsuki's ruby red widen when hearing her words.

"Come on I'll take you home we can even get a drive in how about it?" Endearingly, she offers smiling softly down at her baby brother.

"…Fine." Katsuki grumbles glaring to the side pouting almost as he huffs.

"Atta boy." Pleased, Katsumi smiles softly at him before standing helping him up as she helps him hope, the exam having been completed with her brother's success.