Hosu General Hospital: Day…
An ambulance had arrived last night and took the students to Hosu General Hospital for doctors to properly treat them. Now, garbed in the typical hospital wear, the four of them lay in their own hospital beds. Shoto had bandages around his left arm and a small patch on his cheek.
Izuku had bandages around his right arm and left leg. Momo had bandages wrapped around her left arm. Tenya's shoulder was wrapped tightly. Thankfully, none of them came out with truly severe injuries.
"Did you sleep, Midoriya?" Shoto asked.
"No, not really." Izuku answered.
"I figured." Todoroki stated. "Me neither."
"Thinking about that fight now; we did something pretty amazing." Midoriya commented.
"Yeah, I agree." The ice user replied.
"After everything that happened back there, it kind of feels like a miracle we're even alive." The One For All user stated. "With my leg messed up, I was an easy target. He probably could have killed me if he really wanted to."
"That's true." Momo stated as the thought had been running through her mind repeatedly. "If I had died, the only regrets I'd have is leaving my parents and not trying with you, Goku. I think once internships wrap up, I want to see where we go."
"Yeah." Todoroki agreed as he looked at his arm. "Seems to me he let you, me, and Momo live on purpose. I don't know about Momo, but I'm impressed by you Iida. He was actually trying to murder you, yet you stood tall."
"That's not true." The engine legged boy responded. "I was..."
The door opened and in came two Pros. "Oh, so the injured youngins are awake."
"Gran Torino." Izuku spoke to the elder Pro.
Iida looked at the other saying, "And Manual too."
"Idiot." Gran Torino walked to his intern. "I could yell at you for hours right now."
"Yeah, I'm…sorry." The boy replied.
"But before I do, you've got a visitor." The elder stated causing the four students to look toward the entrance and watch as a tall man with the head of a dog came walking through the door. "This is Hosu's chief of police, Kenji Tsuragamae."
Momo, Shoto, and Tenya stood before the chief said, "Please, stay seated. Woof. So, you're the U.A. students who brought down the Hero Killer before he got away, huh?"
"We are." Todoroki confirmed.
The chief continued. "When Quirks became the norm, the police sought to maintain the status quo. They decided we wouldn't use Quirks as weapons. That's where Heroes come in. They do what we couldn't. Woof. It is impossible for the police to condone the use of deadly Quirks.
Afterall, we're here to stop such harm from being done. The only reason Pros can use their powers now is because of the strict code of ethics early Heroes chose to abide by. That's why it's against the law for uncertified people to use their Quirks to cause injury.
No matter who it is, none of you had the authority to harm him." The three U.A. students realized the crime they committed. "That means the four of you, and your supervisors, Endeavor, Manual, Gran Torino, Centipeder, and Bubble Girl, should receive punishment."
"Wait a minute." Todoroki was not happy. "If Iida had not stepped in, Native would have been murdered. If not for Midoriya and Yaoyorozu, BOTH would be dead. No one else even realized the Hero Killer was in Hosu. Are you saying we should have watched people die?"
Midoriya turned to Shoto. "Calm down."
"So, it's okay to break the law provided it goes your way?" Tsuragamae retorted.
"But sir, isn't it a Hero's job to SAVE people!?" Todoroki bit back.
"This is why you're not a full-fledged Pro yet." The dog man stated. "It's obvious U.A. and Endeavor haven't been teaching you near enough. What a shame."
The flame user was very angry and began to walk forward. "You damn mutt!"
"Shoto, stop!" Momo raised her voice and stood up putting her left arm in front of him
"But..." The ice user started.
"That's enough." Momo declared before approaching the police chief. "I would like to apologize, sir." She bowed her head. "I used my Quirk, engaged in combat with a Villain, left my supervisors without telling them where I'd be, caused harm to someone, and did not think about the consequences. I am deeply sorry for breaking the law, and I will accept any punishment."
The three students were shocked at Momo's actions.
"Young lady." Kengi responded. "Raise your head." Momo did so and waited to hear what her punishment was. "What I just said was the official stance of the police department, but any punishment would only be necessary if this went public."
Momo's eyes slightly widened wondering if this was going where she thinks it will. "If it did, you'd probably be applauded by citizens everywhere, but there's no way you can escape from being reprimanded.
On the other hand, we could say Endeavor saved the day. Stain isn't here after all, so it would be simple to pretend none of you were involved. Woof. Thankfully, there were few witnesses. This could be the last you hear of any punishments.
It would mean no one would know about you though. You'd receive no acclaim. The choice is yours. Personally, I know where I stand." The chief gave a thumbs up. "I don't want to damage any promising young careers. Not for a mistake like this.
Manual then spoke up. "Either way, we'll need to take responsibility for being negligent as supervisors."
"I'm sorry." Tenya walked over to the fish dressed Pro and bowed his head. "I should have listened."
"Yeah, you caused a lot of trouble." Manual lightly chopped his head. "Remember that and don't do it again."
"Sir." Iida replied.
"I apologize as well." Izuku spoke next.
"Me too." Shoto stated. "We'll leave it to you."
"I know it's not fair." Kenji stated. "You won't enjoy any of the fame and praise you probably would have received." He bowed in respect. "But at least allow me, as the chief of police, to thank you."
Todoroki felt kind of awkward. "You know, you could have started with that."
"Todoroki." Midoriya replied as he smiled.
Iida had a smile on his face as well as Momo. All four of them were essentially given a pass and allowed to continue their pursuit of becoming Heroes without facing the repercussions that came from this incident. After that was settled, the adults left the room so they could rest in peace.
It was at this point that Izuku spoke up. "Uh, hey Momo."
"Yes, Izuku?" Momo asked.
"I kind of forgot to say this, but thanks for coming with me to help." Midoriya replied.
"I am our class rep's deputy, so it's not like I could have ignored this." Momo gave a small smile. "Though, I think I still would have come even without that tittle."
The three boys smiled at that.
Bar
Back at the bar, Tomura, Kurogiri, and Piccolo were all at their usual spots while a heavily bandaged Stain was laid out on a cot nearby. This was to allow Shigaraki to observe him and know the moment the Hero Killer awoke.
Even as he observed for when the Hero Killer awoke, Tomura was impatiently tapping his index finger on the table while watching the news. He was jealous that Stain was receiving attention, but it was tempered by the League being mentioned as rescuing him.
Eventually, his eyes were fully turned to the Hero Killer who was stirring. "Ugh, finally." He got up from his stool and approached the cot before squatting next to it drawing the Hero Killer's gaze. "I just want to talk, but if you move…"
Tomura put his hand on the cot while purposefully keeping his middle finger off it. "…I'll kill you." Stain quickly picked up on what happened after he passed out, and this situation made him grit his teeth in anger. "We rescued you because we knew you could help grow the League.
Like you said, we both agree that this society needs to change, so how about we form a temporary alliance? Help each other to further our goals. You can kill the fake Heroes you hate, and I'll further my plans to kill All Might using you as our mascot."
Stain grunted. "Why would I do that?"
"If you don't want to join, we could always return you to the Heroes and effectively end your Hero Killing career." Tomura replied.
This only angered Stain more. Being at the mercy of this brat was almost as infuriating as letting that vengeful student get away. Remembering that fight brought the girl and boy to his mind. If this group were to attack U.A. again, those future Heroes would be in danger.
"If they want me that bad, maybe I can strike a deal." Stain looked at the brat. "Alright, I'll join provided you don't hurt the plain looking, green haired brat, and the girl with long black hair that accompanied him that night. Also, don't kill All Might while I'm part of your League."
Provided this worked, he could keep those two true Heroes alive. Shigaraki frowned at the fact that Stain would dare to bargain with him.
Kurogiri noticed this and came in close to whisper, "It's not that big of a compromise to make. We can still use Stain as we see fit and discard him when it is."
Tomura thought about it for a moment before nodding at the Hero Killer. "We have a deal."
He then stood up and walked away leaving Stain there.
Kurogiri then approached Piccolo. "What do you make of him now?"
"He's still a brat." Piccolo informed before speaking quietly. "Don't think I didn't notice how you helped him. If he wants to last, he'll need to learn as much as he can as fast as he can. Especially since we're about to attract a lot of attention."
Kurogiri decided to not respond, so their talk ended there.
Across Japan
A tall man with well-defined muscles and medium length hair was sitting at a café with a newspaper and team. He wore a tight black shirt underneath long blue trench coat, matching trousers with a black leather belt, and brown boots.
He had a newspaper in his hands and was reading the headline. 'Hero Killer Escaped' another headline 'Riots in Hosu City. Were the Crimes Connected?' The man's gaze hardened at the head lines before he looked up as someone took a seat across from him.
It was a tall, very muscular, and bald man with a third eye which was very much as real as his two normal eyes. He wore a Hanfu-style robe with loose pants and boots. The two of them began to talk. Elsewhere, outside a beauty salon, a billboard was playing the news.
"Now, our continuing coverage." The male reporter spoke up. "Three Villains were captured in the Hosu Riots. Their identities and motives are yet unknown. Based on their distinctive appearance and the presence of two people our reporters filmed nearby, many are speculating they're connected to the League of Villains that attacked U.A. High last month."
The female reporter took over. "The Hero Killer, Stain, claimed many lives. In fact, he has more victims than any other criminal since All Might first entered the scene. With his escape, there is a sense of unease in the air."
A tall, slim man with black hair and a dark blue jacket with a ripped collar, as well as multiple patches of wrinkled purple skin, was watching the news before walking away.
Somewhere deep in a forest in the mountains, a radio placed on a stump was playing the news as a radio reported said, "The Hero Killer was pulled through a purple mist while several of his victims are in recovery. Investigation continues into this Villain's motives."
A very large man with a musclebound, jagged body and dark, spiky brown hair was listening to the news on that radio. He did not move from his position, but still showed interest in what has been said.
Within in a dark warehouse, an ash blonde haired, teenage girl in a plain seifuku and Kansai collar, was skipping inside the building. She was listening to the news through a mobile device which she slipped into her pocket.
"This criminal has started to leave his mark on Japan if not the world. The Hero Killer, Stain. Why does he do it? What does he hope to gain? Don't be shy. We're taking calls and want to hear your thoughts." The man on the news declared as the girl happily skipped out of the warehouse.
Bar: Next Day…
Tomura was pleased to see a little more coverage of the League spreading through the news. Stain was still the hot topic everyone was discussing; however, he was less frustrated by this now that those stories were starting to swing towards him being involved with the League.
While Shigaraki attended to that, Stain was off in his own little room now, Kurogiri was cleaning some glasses, and Piccolo was thinking how he'd go about capturing Goku. He knew the old man wanted him, and he'd provide somehow.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door which drew their attention since this place should seem abandoned. "I'm looking to talk business about this fine line of work you're doing."
The three Villains were unsure of what to say, but from the sound of things, this might be someone who wants to invest in, or join the League.
Kurogiri was the first to respond. "What kind of work are you referring to."
"The non-heroic kind." The man responded.
Shigaraki looked at Piccolo and pointed at the door signaling for him to open it. Deciding not to object, he grabbed the door handle and slowly opened the door while keeping themself behind it. If he were going to let in a stranger, it would be for the best to have a card they could play.
In walked a man wearing a purple blazer, with dress pants that match a partially unbuttoned shirt, a golden necklace under the blazer, black shoes, short grey hair, and round glasses. He wore a smug grin on his face as he entered the room with an unlit cigarette in his mouth.
He looked back at the door. "Am I supposed to close the door myself or does it shut on its own?"
"Close the door." Tomura quietly ordered.
Piccolo growled to himself before shutting the door and leaning against it. Even if this man was more perceptive than he looked, the Villain doubted he was all that powerful.
"Alright." The man said as he turned to face Shigaraki. "Let's talk business." The three watched him walk towards the table and take a seat next to the League's Leader. "First off, let's get the meet and greet out of the way. Call me Giran."
"Shigaraki." Tomura replied.
"I'd say put her there, but I heard you've got a bad touch Quirk." The man, now named Giran, remarked as he looked at Kurogiri. "Got any Yamazaki."
The void man searched the self and found what he needed. He openly prepped the drink to show that it will not be tampered with before giving it to Giran.
"Are you here to join the League or get drunk?" Tomura asked.
"Let's answer your question with another question." Giran replied. "How many people are part of this group?"
"Four." Shigaraki replied. "There's us and one other off in a room by himself."
"Even if that one is Stain, it's just you four?" Giran asked.
"For now." Tomura answered.
"Did you use up all those muscle heads yesterday?" Giran commented.
"They come from a different benefactor." Piccolo responded for the leader.
That made the grey-haired man look back toward him. "Who are you?"
"Right now, the strongest in this room." Piccolo retorted.
Giran expression didn't change as he turned back to Shigaraki. "Well then kiddo, here's another good question. What are you looking for in your group?"
Tomura immediately responded with, "Elite."
"Good to know." Giran stated. "How elite are we talking?"
"Elite enough to fight All Might if asked." Shigaraki answered.
"Hoho. You're looking for some big boys, aren't you?" Giran took a sip of his drink. "You think you can afford 'em?"
Tomura looked at the man. "You're a recruiter, aren't you?"
"I'm the guy who can get you anything or one you need." Giran replied. "Provided you have the means to pay for it, of course."
"Money won't be an issue, Mr. Giran." Kurogiri assured.
"Maybe it won't be, Mr. Suit." The broker retorted. "Then, how about this. Can you handle them?"
"I handle that one just fine." Shigaraki pointed at the fighter.
"Careful brat." Piccolo warned.
Giran moved from his seat and walked over to him sizing him up. "What's your story, Mystery Guy?"
"For you, what you've seen." Piccolo responded.
"I can keep a secret." Giran pressed a bit.
"But not mine." He pressed back.
"Aren't too social, understandable." The broker noted. "That all there is about you?" Piccolo projected his Ki above his hand ensuring the broker noticed it wasn't just some light show. "Anything else?"
Piccolo took a glass and cracked it without any force being needed while keeping the class intact. "That's all I'll show for now."
He walked back to his usual spot as this situation was a win-win. Either the broker recognized his strength or would deliberately underestimate him.
"That's all I need to see." Giran replied with a smug grin. "So, when do you wish to start?"
"As soon as possible." Tomura replied.
Giran's grin grew wide.
Hosu Hospital: Evening…
Momo was discharged not too long after Tenya. She found Bubble Girl and Centipeder in the lobby, talking to each other, with Bubble Girl holding onto her stuff.
The girl walked over to them. "Did I keep you two waiting?"
Both Sidekicks turned to face her.
"Not at all." Centipeder was the first to answer. "How's your arm?"
"Bandages come off tonight." Momo replied as she held her hand in front of them. "It'll sting for a bit, but the doctor gave me painkillers."
"Well, that's good to know." Bubble Girl stated as she gave the girl her stuff. "Your school uniform and Hero Costume are both in the case. Get yourself changed, and when you're ready to go, meet up with us back here."
"Got it." Momo responded.
She ended up changing into her school uniform before joining the two sidekicks. As they were leaving, Momo looked towards a window on the upper levels seeing Izuku and Shoto watching her. Both boys waved, and she waved back before setting off with the Pros.
Nighteye Agency: Night…
They returned to Sir's agency and were greeted by Mirio Togata who approached Momo. "I saw the news. Are you ok? Nothing too crazy happened?"
"Just a minor injury." Momo showed her arm. "Nothing a few painkillers won't fix"
"Well, that's good." Mirio replied. "Oh, before we do anything else, Sir wanted to see you three once you came back. He's in his office."
"We'll go see him right now." Centipeder responded as he walked towards the stairs.
"Hopefully he doesn't punish us too hard." Bubble Girl declared hopefully.
"We'll talk after, okay?" Momo offered as she followed the Sidekicks.
"Absolutely." Togata replied as he went back to what he was doing before.
The two Sidekicks and Momo entered Nighteye's office before coming to stand at attention in front of the man. "Bubble Girl reported on what actually happened at Hosu rather than the story on the mews. She told me how you left the train car, entered the city, and fought Stain. Tell me, what possessed you to rush into such a suicidal situation?"
"Because my friends and that Pro needed me." Momo answered. "As a Hero in training, I was taught to save people. I'll admit, had I not entered U.A., I'd have agreed with the law. Now, I'm around people who taught me that following that law always would get people hurt."
Nighteye stared Momo down with that same glare from when they first met, but the girl was unflinching. There was no stutter in her words when she said all that, and the way she said it showed she firmly believed that what she did was right.
The Pro gestured for his two sidekicks to leave, and although they were hesitant, they did leave. "Good answer."
"Huh?" Momo questioned genuinely confused.
"I figured that would be your reason, but I wanted to have you tell me in person." Nighteye explained. "Compared to me, my sidekicks are much easier to talk to directly. I know the way I present myself is intimidating, but that means it is nearly impossible for anyone to lie to me."
Momo started to understand what Sir meant as he continued. "When you spoke to me just now, you didn't stutter, you didn't break down mid-sentence, and you didn't back down when you were finished. You genuinely believed that what you did was morally correct."
He paused for a second. "You actually remind me a little of All Might in that you'll go to great lengths for what you believe in, and you have a good morality that deems you worthy of doing as such." Sir gave a small smile. "You have the potential to be a truly great Hero."
Momo was surprised to see Nighteye smile since she'd begun to assume she'd end up failing this fourth assessment of his. "Thank you, Sir."
"Now, you're dismissed for the night." Nighteye informed. "For the last two days of your internship, I expect you to continue with your schedule. That said, these last two days are not your last under me. That much, I can assure you."
"Right." Momo nodded before leaving the room.
Bar
Currently, Tomura, Kurogiri, and Piccolo were sitting in their usual places. Unlike before, they were all waiting for Giran to return. He had offered to invest in this little group, find experienced Villains to increase its roster, and others to invest in them as well.
So now, the three of them were awaiting the return of their new, potential business partner. As the three were waiting, Tomura was fidgeting around with a deck of playing cards. He grabbed all the king, queen, and jack cards before placing them on the table is a specific way.
Kurogiri was once again cleaning the area he was in while also keeping an eye on Shigaraki out of his obligatory nature. Piccolo was tending to his sword. A knock on the door was heard, but nobody replied. While the League expects it to be Giran, they still needed to make sure.
They got their answer when they heard his voice. "This place is perfect for privacy."
"This supposed to be some hidey hole, or just a random place to talk business?" An unfamiliar voice asked.
"Both are valid options." Giran answered before he opened the door revealing the guy he'd brought with him. "What? Did you forget? This is the guy I said I knew."
The man was a bit rotund compared to Giran, but that wasn't the only difference. He had black hair that was pulled back and made into a man bun. His attire was a white shirt, grey pants, brown shoes, and a patch on his right eye.
"So, I'm assuming that this man is an acquaintance of yours." Kurogiri spoke first.
"We're both fine fellows who would simply like a drink while we talk business." Giran replied. "Right?"
"Eh, right." The black-haired man replied. "Ya got some Hoppy?"
The League didn't move from their places and kept to themselves while Giran and the one-eyed man were talking business. They talked about past clients that they worked with and watched fail at their attempt to defy Hero Society.
Eventually, the one-eyed man said something interesting. "Ya know, lately it's been hard finding people to do business with. My buddies all complain about not being able to sell stuff. It's a real pain."
"That's 'cause it's a serious crime to develop or sell support items or costumes if you don't have a license." Giran emphasized while cleaning a gun shaped lighter. "On top of that, there've been rumors that legit support companies have been selling extra gear on the Black Market to people who aren't certified Heroes."
"Aghhh." The one-eyed man sighed. "Man, I miss the days before All Might, and I was still small time back then. Remember when Villains were wild and impulsive? Everyone thought they could take over the world. Was a real good time."
He slammed his drink on the coaster as he continued to complain, and Giran lit a cigarette with his lighter. "When All Might showed up, everything changed and got so damn boring. Can't have any fun while that 'Pillar of Justice' is around. Maybe it's time for me to finally call it quits."
"Don't be in rush." The broker spoke up. "Listen. Just between you and me, I know of a way to make some real cash. Keep this on the down low. I'm only telling you because I know your guys have quality goods." Giran pulled out his phone. "Have you seen this yet?"
"Huh? What's that?" The one-eyed man was looking at a video called 'KILL THE HERO -STAIN'.
"It's a video of the Hero Killer." Giran answered as he started the video. "He's hot right now."
The beginning of the video showed the title as well as a picture of Stain before blood covered the screen and a person spoke in the video acting as a narrator. "The Hero Killer Stain. Real name, Chizome Akaguro." The video began flashing through pictures of Stain.
"As a child, he was greatly inspired by All Might's debut. He enrolled in a private Hero high school but was dismayed by what he viewed as the educational system's skewed understanding of what it meant to be a Hero."
An edited video of a black silhouette silently preaching around multiple white silhouettes played. "Throughout his teenage years, Chizome advocated for a return to the early days of Heroes, but quickly realized that words had no power."
An image of Stain's back was shown in a red background slowly becoming more and more armed as the narrator continued. "For the next ten years, he trained in killing techniques to fulfill his self-appointed duty.
During this time, his parents passed away in what police eventually ruled as a tragic accident." A city in the middle of the night was show. "His focus was on a return to the old days. He believed Heroes should not seek compensation.
That one should epitomize the idea of self-sacrifice." A video of Stain crouching on the corner of a building in the night was shown. "He believed that present day Pros were frauds. Through his violent purges, he hoped society would eventually side with him."
Then, the video showed something unexpected. "These streets must run with the blood of hypocrites." Stain's voice was heard as someone recorded that specific moment. "HERO! I WILL RECLAIM THAT WORD!"
The one-eyed man looked at the screen in both awe and fear as the Hero Killer slowly walked towards his prey. "COME ON! JUST TRY AND STOP ME YOU FAKES! There is only one man I'll let kill me. He is a true Hero... All Might is WORTHY!"
The video stopped and the one-eyed man was snapped back into reality.
"This keeps getting uploaded and immediately taken down, but they can't stop it." Giran stated. "It's not hard to see why. This guy is really stirring something in people. From Villains with countless convictions to felons on the run. All the major players, including me, are watching.
It's infectious. Do you feel it? I don't think the Heroes realize what's awakening. The evil that was once quiet and scattered now has a rallying cry. Individual criminals are seeking out the organization that the Hero Killer is connected to. They're all headed to the League of Villains."
The one-eyed man then understood. "Since they'll all head there, this League will probably need people like us who can supply them."
"Those violent individuals will also need our help getting here." Giran added.
"Wait… Here?" The one-eyed man repeated.
"Of course." Giran replied. "I mean, this is the League's lounge after all."
After hearing that, the one-eyed man looked at the people in the room. Tomura, Kurogiri, and Piccolo were all looking at him.
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance." The void man stated. "Stain is currently off recuperating in his own room."
Giran got his attention again. "Since they were nice enough to let us stay and chat, how about we start talking business with them?"
After recovering from the sudden revelation, the one-eyed man walked towards Shigaraki. "How much do you pay?"
"That depends on you." Tomura replied. "What do you have to offer?"
All over Japan
Somewhere in a dark alleyway, blood was splattered on the wall and dripping down to a corpse. The neck was stabbed, and teeth marks were around the neck wound. Around the corner, a girl in a school uniform had some blood on her smiling lips, and her knife had saliva on it.
Somewhere else, a young boy in a middle school uniform was wearing a gasmask and was surrounded by purple gas generated by him in the middle of a dimly lit room. Elsewhere, in an abandoned building, a lizard looking man was walking through an empty hallway.
Multiple weapons were strapped to him, and he wore a costume that looked almost exactly like Stain's. In another area, A black haired man with gnarled purple skin patches and a ripped collared jacket was walking into a dark alleyway.
The ashes of a burnt photo flew towards the light behind him. Over at an open, empty theatrical store, a tall man in a trench coat was walking out of the store with multiple masks, a suit, a top hat, and a few cyan marbles in his possession.
Inside a very poorly managed hotel room, a man with a paper bag on his head was getting himself dressed while debating whether to stay or leave this place. Somewhere in a park, a woman who looked very much like a man was sitting on a bench.
She held onto a large object covered by cloth and seemed to be waiting for someone. Inside a max security prison, a blindfolded man in a straightjacket and a metal muzzle was leaning on the wall in a sealed off cell. Elsewhere, in a small building, blood was splattered all over the walls.
Multiple, deformed and crushed, human bodies littered the area. A large man with his left eye missing was in the middle of the area, and his arms were covered in muscle fibers. The man was laughing at all the death around him.
Things seem to be progressing normally; however, Stain's involvement with the League is going to have some notable changes come covering season 3 content. All I'll say further on this topic is that Stain's influence on the League was large just from the Hosu Incident alone. Now, he's smack dab in the middle of this. As for how Goku is doing, that'll be a portion of next chapter as I close out the Internships.
Monster King: Thank you.
ArguableReader: Eh, Piccolo needed a beam attack and Special Beam Canon feels like a little much in this scenario since he was trying to take Goku in alive. As for your idea on chapters... we'll see. I'm not promising anything.
Sosuke Aizen - ' - S: Thank you.
