Chapter 32:
"Mamma mia, here I go again~"
"Trish no."
"ABBA was the shit, you hear me?"
"Motherfuckers, gotta agree with Trish here. She got some good taste." Chifu admitted. The girls of 1A and Shiketsu's Class 1C had to share the bath after eating. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't as tense as everyone imagined. Everyone just clicked together with Camie hanging out with Tsuyu and Ochaco while Trish and Chifu kept to themselves.
"Ay yo, Trish, Chifu, Riku, check this. YEEEAAAAH, I'VE BEEN BROKENHEARTED!" Camie wasn't known for her singing voice, in fact, she wasn't good at singing at all but she was met with another terrible response from the boy's hot springs.
"BLUE SINCE THE DAY WE PARTED!" The equally horrible singing voice sang back from the boy's side.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SINGING ABBA FOR, DEKU?!" Bakugou's yelled from the boy's side of the hot springs making the girls chuckle. They are recently discovering whatever shenanigans these two usually do. The Shiketsu class got used to it quickly but the UA's 1A found it a little bizarre, except for Tsuyu.
"How did you two even meet?"
"Long story short, in a forest, shit happens, and we all got lit-fam in the house. That and I live in the apartment next to theirs."
"How long have you known each other?" Ochaco asked, curious about the two's friendship.
"Hmm, let's see… about… 8 to 9 years?"
"8 YEARS?!" Mina was shocked to hear that for various reasons. "How are you two not dating?"
"Oh, sorry peeps, classified info from me. If you want the answer, you gotta ask him yourself." Camie lowered herself more into the water until it reached half of her face, feeling a little dejected. There used to be three of them. Her, Izubro, and Miko. Now there's only two left. They both miss Miko.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever bimbo, back to ABBA." Trish changed the subject quickly in her own way. That, and she also would want to hear more ABBA. Not a lot of the others except for Jirou heard about the band of the past. The discussion went on until they all got to their room.
"And that's how that one boss music from some hacked fan game influenced a large number of remixes for like a few years," Jiro explained the intricacies of the boss theme of that one mad scientist who went insane while Chifu nodded in understanding. The rest of the girls are busy with something else, namely, spin the bottle.
"Spin it, lassies. Let's see who's gonna be the truths and the dares. A clash of ideals! A-"
"Trish, my good bitch, you shouldn't hype up a friendship-ender type of game." Chifu interrupted her by covering her mouth. The rest of the girls sat in a circle as Momo started spinning the bottle. The girls leaned in seeing on who the bottle is gonna point towards, and finally stops, at who Trish calls as 'The First Victim'.
Ironically, it landed on Trish. "DARE! HA!" She yelled, ready for anything.
"I dare you to give me an update with your relationship with Izubro." Camie pointed at her, curious about anything happening with the two. Trish rolled her eyes and answered the blonde. "For fuck's sake, Camie. We both know the answer to that."
"WHAT'S THE ANSWER?!" Mina gripped Trish by the collar of her shirt, curious about their exact relationship. It was first thought to be very hostile with them landing nasty insults on each other but, somehow, they were able to work together with little problem. Everyone was confused on what their exact relationship is. Well, except one.
"T-They need each o-other," Riku said quietly. Mina was about to go crazy on her too, but was met with an uncharacteristic death glare from Chifu. "Now, now, motherfucker. We don't want to get all up and handsy with everyone now, do we?" The pink girl backed away quickly, severely intimidated by the biggest girl in the room.
"I-I think they vent t-their frustrations on each other. F-From the looks of it, it's as h-healthy and complicated as i-it could be…" Riku explained quietly as her peers listened closely to her.
"Wrong." Trish was lying when she said that. "Back to the spinning crap." She grabbed the bottle and started spinning it. It landed on Chifu.
"Truth, my good bitch." Chifu's not feeling energetic enough to do any dare. "You got anyone you're crushing on?" Tooru asked.
"Nah. As of now, these motherfuckers are just my best motherfuckin' friends."
"BONUS QUESTION: Why are you obsessed with saying 'motherfucker'?" Jiro added.
"I don't motherfuckin' know. The clown cult we got back in Okinawa just all up and swears a lot but y'all know we mean well." She shrugged it off. Her answer only started more questions.
"Clown Cult."
"Don't ask too much of it, Momo. This is a world where people can shoot lasers out of their armpits." Camie patted the girl's shoulder. "Well, it would be helpful if Chifu gave us a little bit of an exposition regarding this Clown Cult."
"Ya really wanna motherfuckin' hear about it?" Asked Chifu. All the girls nodded, curious about this weird cult. "Aight, so, from what my dad, The Grand Motherfuckin' Priest, told the tale to me, this is how it happened. During the rise of quirks, some wicked motherfucker gained a quirk that lets him take other quirks, right?"
"That's…not probable. There can't possibly be a quirk that takes other quirks. It makes no sense!" Momo shook her head at the claims of the clown cult but Chifu paid no mind to it and continued with her story. "Okay, motherfucker who takes quirks, and then the first Messiah came. He lost. Before he died, he entrusted his role to another, and another, and another. The Fourth Messiah created us. He took in two orphans, one would eventually become his successor, and the other would eventually become the first Grand Priest. The Grand Priest took in cover as a clown, using it as a persona, eventually recruiting people."
"That's sounds far-fetched." Tsuyu admitted, hardly believing any of it.
"It gets better, from then on, the first orphan the Grand Priest places under their wing becomes the successor Grand Priest and will help the successor anyway they can. There's this motherfuckin' instinct about them noticing whether the Messiah also chose their successor. My Grand Motherfuckin' Priest helped the current Messiah by preventing crime from happening as much as possible in Okinawa."
"Woo, okay, that's a lot to take in. So some weird battle between the same Wicked Guy and a new Messiah, fam?"
"Hell yeah. Hard to believe but I've seen some miracles, my good bitch. It might as well be true."
"That's a lot to take in. BACK TO THE BOTTLE!" Trish spun it one more time and it landed on Camie. "Truth."
"Crush?"
"Izubro."
"Good." Trish was about to spin it again until Mina grabbed her wrist to stop her. She then stared at Camie. "YOU WHAT?!"
"No point denying it, fam. I'm no pussy." Camie smugly crossed her arms with a smirk reminiscent to that of Izuku's. Mina sat back down, annoyed that she won't be able to tease the blonde. A metaphorical light bulb appeared on her head but was quickly shattered by Ochaco. "Mina, we really shouldn't interfere with their relationship. Izuku's not an idiot, he'll figure it out."
"Well, it's more complicated than that buuuut, I'll leave it up to interpretation." She left Mina hanging with a sly grin, leaving the pink girl frustrated. Trish happily spun the bottle again and it landed on Ochaco.
"Truth or dare, Ochaco?" Momo asked.
"Truth."
"Why do you want to be a hero?" The ponytail girl asked innocently, making Ochaco unknowingly cringe at the question. She scratched the back of her head and smiled sheepishly. "Oh man, I mean, well, money."
"Huh?"
"Her family isn't too well off and since being a hero pays good, she just went with it to support them." Tsuyu explained bluntly. The girls 'oooh'd' at the explanation while Ochaco looked away, a little embarrassed by her reasoning.
"Oh c'mon, fam, that reasoning ain't that bad. I mean, mine is worse. I just wanted to kinda live in the action, you know? My parents did teach me a lot about fashion, given how they are one of the best, but I kinda prefer running around kicking ass over just making clothes, ya know?" Camie patted her friend's back, telling her that it's okay.
"Motherfucker, I just want people to stop being scared of me!" Chifu added her own reasoning.
"Eh, mine's similar to the lass over there. It pays, and I wanted to repay me dad for everything."
"I...wanted to b-be more sure of m-myself."
"Oh sweet motherfuck, you're gettin' there, Riku."
"Wait, you're dad but not your mom, Trish?" Tooru asked, curious why the Scottish redhead didn't bother to mention her mother.
"Oh, her? We left that whore back at Scotland." Trish answered bluntly, much to the shock of everyone. She said it like it was nothing. "Gah, it was like 5 years ago. The wounds no longer fresh, lassies. I still hate her, if anyone asks."
"Okay, this spin-the-bottle game is getting too personal." Jiro finally said what everyone was thinking. Some were a bit too truthful while the others are more than willing to do any dare. Most of them anyway.
At the guy's side…
"You're not gonna be able to beat me at poker, homie. All in." Murry was about to bet his chips in but Izuku grabbed his wrist. He did not expect him to have a strong grip, but he wasn't that surprised. "Murry, you sly bastard. You think I wouldn't notice?"
"Notice what, Midoriya?" Shoji, who decided to join in on poker, asked Izuku. Mineta was also clueless while Kenshi just laid there, not minding his own cards. The rest of the boys, even Bakugou, watched on. "Yeah, I noticed since the beginning but I can't believe nobody caught him yet."
Izuku grabbed everyone's cards and showed the backs of it. The backs showed a portrait of a card whose value is one higher than the card that is being held. "Oh damn, I didn't think I'd get caught."
"Yeah, we both cheated," Izuku rolled up his sleeve, revealing dozens of different cards attached to him via his nanomachines. He then smiled at Murry smugly. "I just did it better."
While Inasa was conflicted between praising and berating Izuku and Murry for cheating, Todoroki was at the back, hatefully glaring at everyone for witnessing his humiliation from the earlier match against Inasa. He had already been beaten twice. He will make sure it never happens again.
"Deku, you cheating cunt."
"Oh shut up, Bakugou."
"Oi, who the fuck whooped your ass earlier?" Katsuki snapped back almost immediately, sounding smug for the first time since months. Mineta, however, had other plans. "Hey, Bakugou, don't let that win go to your head. You know Shiozaki is gonna be disappointed in you, bro."
"Oh fuck off." Was all the explosive blonde could answer before going quiet. That was until Izuku made one single mistake. "Hehe, Simp."
"THE FUCK DID YOU CALL ME?!" Shoji had to hold the explosive boy back from getting near Izuku and Nagamasa had to tie the green-haired student up with his hair to prevent him from committing any more provocations. "Come on, homes, we lost that match."
"Yeah, you lost that match against a team who had someone like me." Mineta, doing his specialty, adding even more salt in the wound. Sero decided to use his tape to keep the grape boy's mouth shut to keep away from further damage.
"In that case, when we get back to school, I want a proper rematch, Bakugou." Ojiro issued his challenge. The blonde glanced at him and nodded while grinning. He's excited for a rematch. "And to add some stakes, I want that championship when I win. We use our quirks, and you can win by knockout or surrender."
"I like that stipulation already, Ojiro."
"All is well, but we must prepare for tomorrow's training." Iida interrupted everyone from whatever they were doing for a moment. Kenshi nodded in agreement. "Yes, I believe the training tomorrow won't be easy."
"It can't be that bad, right?" Kaminari asked to no one in particular. Everyone just stared at him, already knowing what's going to happen. "What?"
The Next Day…
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Kaminari screamed as he continuously gets charged with electricity from the generator while expelling his own at the top of an earth platform created by Pixiebob.
Everyone was experiencing grueling training as of this moment. Nobody other than Shoji, Tooru, Trish, Seiji, and Camie was safe from the intense training. As for everyone's training?
"Donut… donut… think of a donut, kid."
"Not helping Nana." Izuku was busy trying to shape a piece of rock into a donut-shaped stone while trying to dodge hits from Tiger. He's failing very hard right now since he hasn't multitasked this much since the incident involving the train. That, and getting decked by a fist the size of his head is not a fun experience. He needs to keep doing this until he could flawlessly shape any materials into different forms faster and more accurately while avoiding Tiger's attacks.
"OH WHY CAN'T YA GET ANGRY, YE STOIC BITCH!?" Trish was very frustrated with the fact that her taunts were not working with Yui Kodai, who was busy trying to shrink and grow objects at a faster speed. Itsuka had similar training to Yui's except she needs to do it with her own hands.
"GAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Mineta was screaming in agony as blood poured down from his head after endlessly plucking his quirk from his head for a long time. Chifu was also busy honking in agony by continuously extending her blood quirk and then retracting it as much as she could without passing out.
"HAAAAAAAAAAH!" Inasa was busy trying to blow away Murry while the smoker in smoke form. Murry, meanwhile, needs to continually smoke while in his smoke form to extend his fuel capacity for his quirk while trying not to get blown away by Inasa.
Nagamasa's training was lighter than his other classmates' frankly because he simply need to keep extending all the hair on his body beyond his limits, not accounting for the pain. Kenshi, the wolf, was busy racing Iida to build up his own speed. Seiji was using his quirk on animal flesh to be more precise with his control.
Riku was too busy being sunburned while simultaneously breathing in air and releasing her bioelectricity from her body to gain a new upper limit for her quirk.
"FUCK!" Bakugou was using boiling water to force more sweat out of his hands to create bigger explosions. Nothing short of painful for his muscles.
"Cold…" Ibara was busy meditating under a waterfall created by Pixiebob while building up the speed of her vine-hair growth. Awase was busy welding objects to each other while slowly building a faster pace in doing so.
"Found you," Shoji told Tooru. Shoji was busy training his quirk's ability to sense allies and foes alike through sound, sight, and smell while Tooru and Camie were busy using their quirks to try and hide from him. He had to admit, Camie was harder to find up until he realized that the smell of her illusions are different from the real thing.
Ojiro was busy beating down Kirishima's hardened form so that the two could toughen up their quirks respectively.
"You call that quirk training, whippersnappers?! I had my teacher force me to fly up to the stratosphere and back six times to build up my speed!" Gran Torino yelled at his students, who all were about to groan but was stopped by the old man's glare. The old man then turned his attention to both Eraserhead and Vlad King.
"Eraser, you're too soft to your students, yet unforgiving. That's not a good combination. Vlad, you spoiled that annoying copycat brat from your class too much and that's the reason why he failed the finals."
"Too soft?"
"Spoiled?"
"You either go harsh on them and prepare them for the future, or you set up high expectations but never let them do anything because you can't trust them to pull it off. You're like the average helicopter parent." He turned to face Vlad, "And you, stop forcing some sort of bitter rivalry between classes. Hero students can compete with each other to grow and become strong together. If you encourage this too much, it'll follow them to when they're heroes, where they HAVE to cooperate when needed."
"What makes you think you're better than us, Old Man?" Aizawa asked the old veteran, a little offended for being called a below-average teacher.
"Well, my student became the Symbol of Peace."
"Touche."
"Not like that's putting any pressure on us, Old Geezer!" Izuku yelled while getting punched in the face by Tiger. "If you can talk while getting punch, you can reshape that rock while getting beat up! C'mon, pick up the pace, whippersnapper!"
"Yes, sir!"
"You also need to teach your students to fight without a quirk in the case that their power would fail them."
"Those come after they create their Super Moves."
"You can worry about Super Moves later on the fourth day of camp. Hand-to-hand combat training is just as important as quirk training. You can't have your students be one-trick ponies, don't ya?"
"WHY CAN'T THIS BASIC BITCH GET MAD?!" They were interrupted by Trish's complaint against Yui Kodai, who remained as stoic as ever while shrinking and growing materials.
"Suck it up, Trish." Izuku taunted the redhead while ducking under Tiger's palm strike, earning another flurry of insults from the redhead. "Keep that up, Trish, and you'll start turning Izubro on."
"Screw you, Camie."
"You wish you could, bro."
After Hell Training…
This time, it was the student's turn to cook instead of the Pussycats. On paper, it looked like a good idea, letting everyone cooperate. In practice, however,
"YOU CALL THIS CURRY?! THIS IS COOKED TRASH!" Katsuki threw the curry back at Tetsutetsu's face. The blonde did not like the way the metalhead showed attitude after he just called his trash cooking trash. "You listen to me here, bitch, why don't you try serving that trash to the others out there and poison them?!"
"Why aren't you stopping him this time?" Kendo asked Ibara, who was busy creating something else. The vine girl answered, "He has a very high standard when it comes to food. I'm sure if he didn't want to be a hero, he would have been a chef."
"Oi, copycat, where's the curry SAUCE!?" Katsuki screamed at Monoma's face. The copycat stayed quiet and ignored him. "WHERE'S THE CURRY SAUCE?!"
"I got it here, homes." Murry walked over to Katsuki and handed him the curry sauce. "THANK YOU! Why can't any of you losers be like this guy?!" Katsuki went back to cooking up his own curry. He was almost done anyway. He could leave it for a few seconds. He walked over and ate some of the mushroom soup. His eyes widened as he gulped it all up.
"WHO THE FUCK MADE THAT MUSHROOM SOUP?!" He called out to anyone. Komori nervously stepped forward, alerting Katsuki of her presence. "What's your name?"
"...Kinoko Komori." She expected to be harshly criticized by her mushroom soup but all she had was a pat on the head. "WHY CAN'T ANY OF YOU WORTHLESS EXTRAS BE AS GOOD AS SHE IS?! MOST OF ANYTHING ANY OF YOU COOK MADE ME WANT TO VOMIT! Keep up the good work, Komori."
Everyone was confused on how Katsuki's mind works. Only a few ever knew he appreciated quality work. Meanwhile, at the other stations, everything is going less aggressive.
"Iida, get your motherfuckin' ass over here," Chifu called out as nicely as she could. Iida walked over to her side of the station while doing chopping motions with his hand. "I must politely ask you to not swear too much."
"I must politely ask you not to do some vengeance bs." Izuku butted in the conversation to mess with Iida. The speedster student was shocked by the passive-aggressive tone coming from Izuku. The greenhead would have continued if it weren't for Chifu lightly chopping his head to make him stop.
"Motherfucker, don't worry about it. Anyway, Iida, you peel potatoes like a lion skins an antelope."
"...Thank you?"
"What Chifu meant is like a lion carelessly skinning an antelope, you suck at peeling potatoes. Come on, hypocrite, step up your game."
"I asked you to stop calling me that."
"I won't let you live it down, Iida." Izuku walked back to his station to cook some other food. "I mean, the motherfucker knows how to hold grudges. I don't know what you did nor do I need to know what you motherfuckin' did. Just tryna do something that'll make him not angry at you anymore."
Chifu wasn't that good with advice for grudges but she still tries. "Can't have motherfuckin' peace without a few arguments here and there."
Speaking of arguments, Trish and Izuku were arguing again but she'll leave that to Nagamasa. She got pies to focus on. She was on the dessert team, after all.
"WE GOT APPETIZERS! WE GOT THE MAIN GODDAMN COURSES! WE GOT DESSERTS! EAT UP, ASSHOLES!" Katsuki raised up his bottle of root beer as the rest of the Bakusquad did the same. Mineta didn't have to worry much about since he's part of the cleanup crew for later, not that he minds it at all. Awase is in the same group as Mineta and didn't have much of a problem with that.
Ibara was part of the dessert team. She made her own dessert that her mother taught her, the ingredients being shaved ice, ice cream, a few fruits, coconut jelly, fresh milk, and flan to top it off with a few wafer sticks.
"What do you call this again?"
"Halo-halo, Katsuki. One of mom's specialties." She answered while eating a spoonful of said dessert. People rarely notice that she is a fast eater. One short prayer and then it's gobbling time for her. Mineta stood up with two extra plates of food and two cups of the dessert and started walking out of the dining hall. The group noticed one of their members leaving. "Yo, Mineta, where are you going?"
"Oh, this? Cruz is probably hanging out with his new friend. They haven't eaten yet. I'm gonna go bring them some food." The grape boy answered while continuing his exit.
"Funny, I was just about to do the same." Izuku was also holding two plates of food. He placed one back on the table. "How about I serve one to Kota and you go serve one to Cruz? I bet Kota is more of a halo-halo guy than a pie guy, after all."
Mineta looked at Katsuki for a second but his friend just scoffed at him. "What the hell are you looking at me for? I'm not gonna judge you for hanging with a shithead."
"A shithead, Bakugou? That's new." The hostility between Izuku and Katsuki had pretty much devolved into middle school insults after the wrestling match, with most of the score being settled. Both of them rolled their eyes before Izuku and Mineta left to give some food to the kids.
"So, Mineta, how have you been doing?" Izuku tried breaking the awkward silence between them while they were walking through the forest.
"Oh, it's fine, dude. That talk you gave me really turned my life around."
"Don't overdo it, though. I didn't tell you to stop watching porn. I'm just saying you need to stop acting like a creep, and you did stop."
"Pssh, yeah, I still do watch, but that's not important right now." They followed the footprints left by the two boys. They eventually spotted them up the cliff, hanging out. "Huh, those two did get along well."
"Yeah." Mineta agreed. They were wrong. They walked up to Kota with a horrified face while Cruz finished up his story. "So, amigo, that's how Carlitos killed my entire family, kidnapped me, and forced me to watch him kill hundreds or thousands of people for years."
"H-Holy shit."
"Language, kid." Izuku, who was equally horrified, chided Kota. He turned to Mineta. "He's getting therapy, right?"
"Oh, yeah. Hound Dog is doing wonders with him. Cruz's being more social than he used to be when Aizawa-sensei brought him to class." Mineta explained while Izuku nodded approvingly. "H-How did you find us?"
"You really shouldn't leave tracks behind, waterboy."
"Waterboy?"
"Izumi Kota, son of the late Water Hose. Rest in peace, good heroes."
"What makes you think I want to be a hero, bastard?" Kota snarled at him and was about to punch Izuku somewhere appropriate but Cruz stopped his friend. "Calm down, amigo."
"You're making some social progress, Cruz," Mineta complemented the Latino kid in front of him. "And your Japanese is getting better. Keep it up, and you'll have a new life here."
"That aside, let me get straight with you, Kota-"
"Straight or are you just gay?" Kota rudely interrupts Izuku, who was caught off guard by the question. "This talk again?"
"Wait, where did that come from? Come on, kid, that's some playground insult."
"Gay."
"Okay, who the hell would think I'm gay? Only some trashy fangirl would think I'm gay. What's next? Bakugou is secretly in love with me this whole time? Hell no. Seriously, we made each others' lives hell for years and people are gonna think we're gay for each other? What the he-"
"Dude, calm down, you're in front of the kids. Save your ranting for that redhead chick you got with you." This time it was Mineta's turn to stop someone from punting a kid across the forest. Izuku took in deep breaths before calming down. "Right. Right. Sorry you had to hear that."
"Anyway, what I'm saying before I was rudely interrupted, nobody's asking you to be a hero, Kota. Same goes for you, Cruz. It's all up to you on what you want to do with your life. I don't think I'll ever understand suddenly losing a family member, so I won't bother telling you to move on when you don't think you're ready. Fortunately for you, Cruz is a good friend. Anyway, here's both of your dinners, don't let it get cold." Izuku and Mineta set the plates of food down for the kids to eat and left them to their own devices.
"You ranted to those kids, dude."
"Force of habit. Usually, Trish and I would rant to each other or something close to that. Arguments really work in our favor. My friends at Shiketsu had a lot going on, believe it or not." The two talked about the differences of the hero courses in both schools as they walked back to the camp's canteen, learning more about the difference in numbers and the intensity of their hero training. "This Gran Torino sure doesn't let up. I'm not even sure I'd survive him."
"Oh, you'll be fine. He prefers it when we balance playing smart and playing strong. He did say intelligence can't do shit without strength, and without strength, intelligence can't do shit. In those exact words. He feels more like a drill instructor than an actual teacher, but it helps."
"That explains why most of you were pretty good in quirkless combat."
"Yeah, a lot of us benefited from that training. Not only that, but we also train with the Police Course, or more known as the Police Squad Course. Shiketsu is mostly a Police Academy that is split into different specialties and it just so happens to have a Support and Hero Course." It's the truth that most of the students in Shiketsu wanted to be a police. The creation of the hero course in Shiketsu was created for both future heroes and policemen to work together in good terms. It also keeps the Hero Students humble by letting them know that even if someone doesn't use their quirk on them, they could still get beaten down. "But hey, UA and Shiketsu are equals, as they said. No real winner between them yet."
"I could care less about winning some ancient rivalry," Izuku admitted, but it was a well-known knowledge that he does not care about having rivalries in general. Most rivalries he ever had was mostly subtle and on the intellectual side over the more combat-side of rivalries. "If we're gonna be heroes, we gotta be the best we can be. So instead of some petty and bitter rivalries, why not the type that just helps each other grow stronger and better? Am I right?"
"Oh man, don't get all philosophical on me, Midoriya."
"Trust me, Mineta, I'm not trying to. Now, time for those apple pies."
The Bar...
"You know your roles. We'll attack them tomorrow night." Dabi finished explaining the plans to the newly formed Vanguard Squad. While Tomura did place that weird killer clown guy in charge, Dabi was deemed the de-facto leader of the group. He placed Mr. Compress, the masked magician as his second-in-command. Magne and Spinner's job was to distract the heroes. Muscular, Moonfish, Mustard, and Carlitos' job was to cause as much chaos as possible. Twice and the nomu given to him will act as a support. Dabi himself will join the actual kidnapping group. As for the quiet blonde girl, her job was to collect as many students and heroes' blood as possible for future infiltration missions. Oddly enough, the girl seems nervous.
"Oi, Toga, are you okay?"
"W-What? Oh, yeah, I'm fine." While he usually saw her to be dangerous with a knife, she seems too quiet outside of combat. She's staring intently at one of their kidnapping targets, a kid with green hair. "Having a crush on the Shiketsu guy?"
She chuckled nervously and Dabi took note of that. "I guess you can say that."
"Well, you can have him all to yourself after we're done with the mission. We can't let the leader down, you know." He patted her on the back before walking away. When she's sure that he's gone, she looked at her ex's picture again as grimace made its way to her face. She did not like this one bit. She wanted to get away from him. She hurt him. She would have hurt her too. She tried to forget, but the memories came crashing back to her. Tears dropped down to the information sheet, knowing what will happen next. Unknown to her, a certain clown had been watching with a smile.
"Interesting. Wonder if I could help with the reunion, maybe even spice things up a bit? This will be fun."
{-To Be Continued...
Bakugou: That's a pretty long one.
A lot of calms before the storms, bro. We got a shitstorm ahead of us.
Bakugou: Well, good luck to us. I'm no fan of getting kidnapped again.
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