A.N. — Rather than go over what this dirtbag (ha!) did to Eri, or rehash his final fight, I want to revel in this guy's true lowest moment. Happy (not really) birthday to Kai Chisaki. I've no idea who I'm following this up with tomorrow, though.
79. Kai Chisaki/Overhaul
The pain of his arms being disintegrated, then cut off, was overwhelming, but Overhaul couldn't help but bemoan all his plans laid to waste. He had been manufacturing quirk-erasing bullets, only now he was effectively quirkless. The Boss was lying in a coma Kai had put him in, but now he no longer had any way to reverse it. He was heading to Tartarus, and while Kai was sure it'd be sterile, he himself would never feel clean again... despite never having to worry about keeping his hands germ-free anymore.
The Shie Hassaikai had fallen; the League ruled now.