Chapter 10: Record

Introduction

V/O (Katsuki[growling]): Why….

V/O (Midoriya):Kacchan…It wasn't my choice…

V/O (Katsuki[seething]): Refuse then!

V/O (Midoriya): You know I don't have that power…

V/O (Katsuki): This writer is SO DEAD! [setting off explosions]

V/O (Midoriya): Anyway, it doesn't seem like we're in this chapter. It seems important but I have no clue what's happening. Do you, Kacchan?

V/O (Katsuki): Stop leading the introduction! I ...don't know what's happening but seems like that extra lady is bad news! [Looks away from Midoriya]

V/O (Midoriya): Right. Oh and what about those two new chara–

V/O (Katsuki): SHUT UP! Those two aren't important! This whole chapter is a waste of time! This intro is over! Plus ultra!

"Want me to send you over?" Tranzmitter yawned. Recorder looked up from her book and nodded.

"Just one second," she responded. Recorder walked over to the book shelf to put the book away and grabbed her purse, which was just big enough to hold a tablet.

"Okay, ready."

"Mmkay," Tranzmitter held out his hand for her to grab, which she did and the two of them disappeared and reappeared in a dark alleyway. The noise from the streets could be heard, but no one was in sight.

"Contact me when you're ready to come back," Tranzmitter waved with a tired smile and disappeared, revealing a small flat disk stuck to the ground.

Recorder made her way onto the streets, blending in with the crowd of people. She had on a short red dress with black stockings and flats. A black camisole was tied around her shoulders, which made the dress change from a formal dress to a casual one. On her head, backwards, was a black newsboy hat with a red lily attached. Her eyes were hidden behind a stylish pair of sunglasses.

She had some time to kill, which was always the case. Unlike Despair, who always showed up right when things had to get done, Recorder liked to show up early and prepare herself mentally for her missions. However, she didn't mind being dragged along by Despair and his last minute antics. He gave her purpose, after all; a life worth living.

Recorder decided to get coffee and read her book until it was time. She entered a small coffee shop next to Kinau Hospital. Peaceful, quiet places made it easier to read her books, even though she trained herself to read in any environment. She took a seat in the corner, where she wouldn't be disturbed besides by the waitress. After ordering and receiving her coffee, she took her tablet out that had hundreds of her favorite books on it. The book she picked out was Paradise Regained.

By the time she'd finished, her coffee was done and the sky had been dark for a couple of hours. She hadn't even noticed the change in time. She looked over at the clock.

8pm.

/Perfect.../

Recorder left change on the table for her coffee. She put her tablet away and left the building. She looked up at the Kinau Hospital sign that glowed a bright yellow, took her hat off and entered. On her way to the desk, she dropped her purse and hat by the door behind the large boxwood topiary plant.

"I am here to see Hiroyuki Nozomi, I was his advisor at the college he wanted to transfer to," Recorder said.

"It's so nice to see him receive so many visitors today, you can sign in here and head up to the sixth floor, room 644."

Recorder scanned the sign-in sheet, and the names, Sakugi Bato and Aki Kiribe, were signed to visit Hiroyuki.

/Interesting.../

She smiled to herself and signed, Amiya Tobiyo. Recorder walked over to the elevator. Instead of clicking floor six, she clicked three and got off on that floor. She walked down the hallway and took a left. She looked around and saw no one in sight. Recorder slipped into the storage closet. She opened the first box on the right and grabbed a hospital outfit. The camisole and stockings were the only things she took off. The nurse's outfit fit perfectly over the dress she had on. She tied her hair up into a bun and switched out the sunglasses to her regular glasses. In the switch, her eyes glowed a brilliant purple. Her glasses seemed to change them to a normal brown. She hid the sunglasses in her shirt. On her way out of the room, she dropped the camisole and stockings into the trash.

Recorder took the stairs up to the sixth floor. She made her way to room 644, grabbing an abandoned nurse cart along the way. Two teenagers, one who was wearing a hat, large sunglasses and clothes that were too big for him, and the other boy who had an orange face covering and red spikey hair, came out of the room she was going to and passed her down the hallway. They made no eye contact, nor acknowledged she was there.

/Those must be the two who signed in earlier...guess I'll find out who they are.../

She smiled and entered the room. Recorder walked over to the bed.

/Guess he just croaked...good for him and me I guess. Now I don't have to worry about him screaming as I take his last 72 hours.../

Recorder put her hand on his head and within seconds it was done.

"Boss was right...she did show up tonight. He is going to be happy...That kid that was with her looks familiar...wonder who he is," She said to herself and left the room. Recorder made her way down a different hallway, and took off the nurse's outfit, throwing it away in a nearby trash barrel. She took down her hair and put it back up in a ponytail. Recorder arrived downstairs and grabbed her purse and hat on the way out the door. She took the flower off the hat and put it in her purse. The hat went back on her head, the right way this time.

She walked to the place Tranzmitter left her earlier and tapped her foot on the disk stuck to the ground, four times. Within a few minutes, Tranzmitter appeared, half asleep.

"All set?" he yawned.

"Yes; let's go," she said, putting her hand on his shoulder. The two teleported away.