Yusa stared unseeing in her mirror as she braided her hair. Fridays were one of the busiest nights at the bar and she'd closed early last night, so all the prep still had to be done. Stifling a yawn, she fluffed her bangs. She was exhausted from being the go-between for Sensei and the doctor half the night. Looking out her bathroom window at the dark sky she smiled, good, rain would chase people away, maybe it would be quiet and she could get in a nap. She still needed to talk to Sensei about Suguta, she'd thought of a few ideas. A nudge snapped her out of her thoughts. Laughing, she reached down petting her cat and scratched his chin. "Do you need food?" The TV was droning on in the other room, a news conference from the sound of the announcer. Suddenly a soft lilting voice made her stop, a sense of apprehension rippled through her. Going into her living room, she grabbed the remote. The defense minister was in front of some hospital talking to the media, he was flanked by several people, she recognized Red Riot and Uravity in the crowd.

"In fact, it was Kirishima Eijirou that personally saved Suguta and I'm positive that he will apprehend this fiend before too long."

His voice was compelling, she turned up the volume and shuddered. That voice. The accent was in just the right places. "S-Sensei?" She stepped forward and touched the screen studying him, he had a high forehead more to the receding hairline than nature, his eyes were small and dark, staring directly into the camera. As she focused on his face a needle-sharp pain twisted through her head. "Fuck!" She dropped the remote and grabbed her head. She looked back up at the TV just as the Minister smiled and pointed to the team behind him. The same smile flashed in her mind. No, she massaged her head. It hadn't been him, it had been Akio smiling. Another hot searing pain racked her head, she dropped to her knees. Panting she tried to drag in a breath, the smile melting and reforming in her mind's eye. She bent over trying to focus on the image but another shocking jolt of pain overwhelmed everything. A soft dripping noise caught her attention, another one, the splat of wetness, opening her eyes, she saw the blood. "Oh fuck!" She clamped her hand over her nose and raced for the bathroom.

"Everyone's dismissed," Commander Imai nodded to the group of investigators as they filed out of the room. "Captain," he motioned to Aizawa, "I need to speak with you."

Standing Shouta turned to the four sitting at the table with him, "you all have your assignments. Todoroki and Bakugou, you're heading to the ministry to wrap up Lida's statement and interview Uchiyama again?"

"Yep," Katsuki glared at Monoma as he headed out, at the last minute he glanced over his shoulder with a smug look on his face. "Fucker," he growled clenching his fists, he wanted to take that asshole down for reporting Kiri, fuck this job.

"Denki and Momo, you head over to forensics and find out if they have any leads from the evidence they found in the hospital room yesterday."

"Hey Bakugou, Todoroki," an investigator called through the door, thumbing over his shoulder. "You've got company in the lobby."

"Who is it?" Shouta gave them both a quick look.

"How the fuck do we know? Maybe Kaneko?" Katsuki clicked his tongue and stuffed his hands in his pocket. "Your assignment, Captain, is to get Commander Numbnut to drop this shit on Kiri." He headed to the door and waited for Sho.

"Yep," Shouto stood, pushing his chair under the table. "Katsuki's right, that is the most important thing right now. We need him on this team."

"Like I can do anything?" Shouta raked his hand through his hair, sighing heavily.

"C'mon, I know you got something else up your sleeve to help him out," Shouto winked. "Didn't you always tell us you can't be a one trick pony." Chuckling at the annoyed look on Aizawa's face, he smiled and headed towards the door. The cloud of dread that had been hanging over him since last night was gone, a sense of peace had suddenly washed over him. Following Kat to the lobby, he wondered if it was him. The way he'd pronounced with all certainty that they were going to find Midoriya today. Even knowing there was absolutely no way that could happen, his confidence in the impossible was astonishing sometimes. He'd never been an instinct person himself, facts were what mattered, but right now, he was starting to believe him. Somehow, he knew they were actually going to find Izuku, however crazy it seemed. Either way, he was just glad they were tracking down the impossible together, that was all that mattered to him.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Shouta growled as he marched to the front of the room. This was becoming a nightmare assignment. Between these cases and stupid drama in the office, he was ready to snap. For all the bullshit though, he was impressed, they'd grown up. When everything was going sideways, they were digging in just like they'd always done, reminding him they were the same hard-working heroes from class 1-A.

"Captain," Imai regarded him coolly, "is there something on my face? You're staring at me."

"Sorry," Shouta blinked, "just reminiscing a bit." He steeled himself, it was time to fight back for the team.

"I was notified by Commissioner Nakama that the Defense Minister himself has reinstated Kirishima Eijirou back to the force." Shouta dropped his hand from his face, his mouth fell open.

"He did?"

"I feel the same way but apparently he is willing to discuss the use of defensive quirks." He held up a hand quickly, "not yet though, do not tell your team they can use their quirks until I get the all clear from Nakama."

"Of course, yes, absolutely," Shouta felt a thrill shoot through his body, would he be included? Maybe he could get a new scarf?

"Also," Imai pointed to the now empty doorway, "get your team out of the office while I deal with Monoma, I don't need a scene like the other day."

"There'll be no trouble from my team. They all have their assignments and will do whatever is required to solve their cases." Shouta crossed his arms glaring challengingly at the Commissioner.

Nodding, Imai picked up his notebook. "Captain, at this rate I may need to request your team be moved to another precinct."

"My team? What about Monoma or Nishi? How about all the other investigators who won't lift a finger to help them?" Stepping up to the Commander, he leaned in close. "What about you?"

"Me?" Imai pursed his lips, "are you out of your mind?"

"Maybe I am, but you threw them into this group knowing the trouble it would cause and now they're impressing the shit out of everyone so you're ready to dump them?" Imai glanced down, his jaw twitched. "Do you hate us that much?" Red blotches mottled the Commander's face.

Straightening Imai met Aizawa's gaze, "you're right, I've always had a prejudice against Pro Heroes. Doing whatever needed to be done but not by any book." He drummed his fingers on his notebook, "but this group has been doing a great job and," he paused, glancing away. "I've been wrong."

"You sure as hell have, Imai. Finally figured out they really work their asses off?"

"Not gonna cut me some slack? I said I was wrong."

"No more than you give my team."

"Fine, just, try to keep them clear so I can deal with Neito."

"He always had it out for this class, I was hoping he'd changed since high school."

"They were in the same class?"

"No and that's the problem, they were in the top class, but Neito was in 1-B. They fought and it wasn't good, even then."

"Shit, I hear you, but Neito is a professional, not a scratch on his damn record in six years." Commander Imai rapped his knuckles on the podium. "Your team is in the clear, but I deal with them how I see fit." He nodded curtly and headed out the door.

"Good luck Commander," Shouta muttered under his breath, but he couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his face. They might be able to use their quirks. He had to tell the others, this was something they all needed to hear.

Walking through the division doors, Katsuki saw Thor sitting in the lobby, his massive frame swallowing up the plastic chair.

"Hey Dynamite, Todoroki," he jumped up and extended his hand. Shaking both their hands he looked around the lobby. "Nice digs, this place gotta face lift a couple of years ago I heard."

"It's a pretty good, shitty coffee though," Shouto chuckled.

"Oh man, come to the fire brigade, we only serve the best," Thor winked and stuck out a folder.

"That for us?" Katsuki grabbed it and flipped it open, leaning into Shouto so he could read it with him.

"Hot off the presses, I just got it from the investigators. It took longer than expected but that fire was definitely not an accident. Read the middle section right there." He extended a thick finger pointing to the investigator's conclusion.

"The breaker box was rigged?"

"Yep, and I sent a nice present to your forensics team and one for you."

"Present?" Katsuki glanced up.

"The glass on the back window should've shattered from the fire, but it didn't," grinning he set a stack of pictures on top of the report. "See how the glass cracked in large sections?"

"Yeah, what's that mean?"

"The glass didn't blow out like the others, it fell out."

"Fell out?"

"When a fire burns it a pressure system. Windows that are sealed in place can't move so they blow out and shatter."

"Do you mean it wasn't secured into the pane?"

"Right, someone broke in, guessing they removed the beading and when they left just sorta shoved it all back in. Meaning they knew the house was gonna burn down, otherwise a burglar would've taken the time to cover their tracks and reseal the window." Thor rocked back on his heels, smiling wide. "That's not all." Moving the photos of the glass, he pulled out a picture of footprints in the burnt flower bed along the backside of the house.

"You think this is the person?"

"Only one set of footprints in the mud, considering the rain, guessing it was your perp. They checked out the entire back of the house, stopped at each window and then backtracked to the window that was cracked." Thor chuckled, "people forget mud doesn't burn," he wiggled his brows.

"If that's the case, whoever this was I'm guessing killed Sawa."

"That's a leap," Shouto warned.

Ignoring him, Katsuki peered at the footprints. "The tread is simple, that's a definite work boot. Probably someone who works around equipment or construction."

"Why is it a leap?" Thor cocked his brow at their casual banter.

"We don't know if these two cases are really connected," Shouto shrugged. "What if it was just a burglar? Someone who wanted to steal his Pro Hero artifacts, he had a valuable collection."

"No, that was all intact."

"Wait, his collection wasn't destroyed in the fire?"

"He had a fire-proof room in the back," digging through the photos, Thor found one showing charred walls still standing. "It wasn't a huge room but everything was as safe as a baby cuddled on its mama's lap."

"Did anyone take pictures and log the items in the room?"

"Yeah, tons of pictures, sorry didn't print those, but everything will be uploaded to the case number in the file. I brought you a sneak peek."

"Thanks," Shouto studied the pictures, "this is good, at least we can get an idea of what happened. Do you know when those will be uploaded?"

"Guessing by the end of tomorrow maybe the next day. This Kaneko guy was a real help though, he had everything tagged and identified. Makes the uploading process easier for my team and from what they told me there was only one thing missing."

"Something was missing?"

"All Might's belt, he had a label on the shelf but there was nothing in the display.

"Shit," Katsuki looked at Shouto, "All Might's belt? How did he get that? There's been nothing made in years."

"There was a log book with descriptions, it was one of his older belts according to the records, so guessing he picked it up during his early years of collecting."

"Still," Katsuki whistled softly, "that's gotta be worth a lot of money."

"I was curious too so I called around to get an estimate and there were enough zeros in the number to let someone retire to their own island." Thor laughed harshly, "but that's not my life, so I gotta get back to the firehouse."

"Thanks," Katsuki shook his hand again. "Appreciate the information."

"Whatever it takes to get you two on my team." He waved as he headed out the door, "I'm puttin' on the full-court press!"

"Wow," Shouto went through the photos slowly as they headed back to their desks. Sitting down, he spread everything out.

"Sho, you really don't think this is our murderer? C'mon, it's logical, even for you."

"I guess," he studied the boot prints closer. "You know, there were a lot of prints in the mud when we went to the junkyard, do you know if anyone got photos?"

"I didn't see them uploaded from the forensics team after they went to the junkyard."

"That's how we connect this. I think your theory is good, but we need solid evidence for a court case. If we can find this boot print at the junkyard, then we have the link with Kaneko and Sawa."

"Yeah," Katsuki checked his watch, "fuck not enough time, we still gotta get to the ministry and talk to Uchiyama."

"Why don't I go and talk to Uchiyama, you take the car and see what you find at the junkyard. Then we meet up after?"

"What? And miss the show with Uchiyama?" He frowned slightly.

Shouto smothered a laugh, "actually it'll be better if I go alone, you'll have her in cuffs before we get to the first question."

"Maybe," Katsuki groused.

"It's not that far out of the way and if I can, I'll interview Tenya first and Uchiyama afterwards. That way there's a chance you'll be there."

"Fine, alright, I'll head out now," grabbing his shoulder, he leaned over to kiss him.

"Don't!" Shouto pulled away, panicking. He looked around the office, most of the desks were empty, the few investigators still there were focused on their work.

"Shit," Katsuki covered his mouth, backing up, his neck flushed red. "That - that was an accident, I swear."

Holding his gaze for several seconds, Shouto finally turned back and began typing. "I know, because if it hadn't been, I would've kicked your ass."

"Oi, you would've tried to kick my ass more like," clicking his tongue playfully, Katsuki grabbed the car fob from the drawer. "I'll be quick so don't start the Uchiyama fun without me." Heading down to the garage as fast as he could, he debated using the siren. Pulling out in the main road he fished under the passenger seat.

"No Kat!"

He could imagine Shouto sitting in the passenger seat glaring at him. "Okay," he laughed, "you're right, no siren." Zipping through the main district, Katsuki wound around the outer loop to track back to the business area. Parking by the bus stop he walked up through the field noting the dark clouds overhead. The sky looked ready to dump another storm on the city. Cutting through the grass he kept his eyes on the path, slowly moving and taking pictures as he made his way to the fence. Finally, his eyes landed on the simple work boot pattern. "There you are idiot, whoever you are, I fucking found you," snapping several photos he continued, stopping where the matching tread was visible to take more photos.

"Hey!" Mac yelled at the man ahead of him, he was hunched over staring at the ground making his way to the opening in the fence. Trudging up the muddy path with his bags of groceries, he shouted again. "You there!" The man stood up scowling at him but his face softened immediately.

"Mac?" Katsuki recognized the man that had been with Candy and Boots.

"Oh, you're one of the investigators," he caught up with him. "What brings you back here?"

"Looking for evidence linking another crime scene to this one."

"Oh wow, real-life cop stuff," Mac laughed. "My mom used to watch those shows, cops investigating for clues and figuring out the crime. I guess it's kinda the same?"

"Sometimes," Katsuki pulled back the fence, "do you mind if I check inside?"

"No - No go right ahead, mind if I watch you?"

"Nothing to really watch but sure, if you want," ducking inside the fence, Bakugou continued towards the area where they'd found the body, stopping to take photos every few feet.

"So, this person committed a crime somewhere else?"

"Maybe, that's what I'm trying to figure out."

"Still angry someone dumped that body here," Mac grumbled. "Local kids come and take stuff or hide in the aisles to drink, that's why the old man hired me, to keep out the riff raff."

Eyeing the grizzled man, Katsuki smiled, "it seems like these places would be magnets for teens." Voices echoed down one the aisles, stopping he bent back and peered down at two men talking excitedly, they were looking inside a large covered area. "What's that?" He glanced back at Mac.

"Hmm?" Mac peeked down as the men disappeared into the opening. "Oh, there's all kinds of old car parts in there," he pointed to two more large structures. "All of that is just car stuff, that's how this place makes most of its money, all the restoration guys come here looking to get parts that normally cost a fortune anywhere else."

"Car parts? Aren't they all rusted?" Katsuki stepped off the path by the stack of beat-up old wash tubs.

"Not too bad," Mac watched him taking pictures, "that stuff stays covered and I lock 'em up at night. The older cars, especially the classic American and European styles are a big market. The old man that owns this place trades for those parts all the time." The men came back out holding a few pieces. "They can clean those up really easily, just grind them down, grease them up and pop them into an old beauty. Turn around and charge the client a fortune and they never know it came from a junkyard."

"What?" Katsuki stared at Mac, a sense of deja vu tickling his mind.

"Junkyard cars, owners let them go, dump them here happy to get them outta their hair. One man's trash is another man's treasure though," he chuckled. "Car restorations all around this area," Mac gestured out around the neighborhood. "This is one of the best junkyards around for car parts, that's why I got hired here in the first place."

"Car restoration?" Stepping out of the washtubs he watched as the two men walked to a trailer parked by the entrance, obviously paying for their find. His mind racing, he texted Shouto.

Katsuki - Didn't Kaneko restore his mom's car?

Shouto - Yeah, why?

Katsuki- What was the name of the place? Watoosi Auto?

Shouto - that's funny, hang on.

The icon sat idle as Katsuki waited.

"Uh, you find somethin'?" Max peered around him staring at his phone.

Shouto - Watanabe Auto Restoration. Watanabe Akio was the person.

"Mac, ever hear of someone named Watanabe Akio, owns an auto restoration place?"

"Not off the top of my head but like I said, there's a bunch around here."

Shouto - what's up?

Katsuki - gotta follow my fucking hunch, damn, have a blast with Uchiyama.

Shouto - seriously? Just leaving.

Katsuki - I'll text when I'm done. Pick you up if you want?

Shouto - okay

"You figure out the person?" Mac rocked from one foot to the other.

Katsuki opened the map on his phone and typed in Watanabe, a pin popped up for Watanabe Auto Restoration about 3 kilometers away. "Looks like I've gotta good lead thanks to you Mac." He slid his phone in his pocket. "Do you know if they keep track of who buys parts here?"

"They might, c'mon, I'll introduce you to Midget, she handles all the transactions."

"Midget?"

"Oh, on account of her height, she's almost two hundred centimeters tall, used to play volleyball, she's the old man's daughter."

Chuckling, Katsuki followed him through the yard.

Packing up his bag, Shouto logged off and checked his watch. It was still early. He had plenty of time to meet with Tenya and get lunch before he talked to Uchiyama, maybe Kat could make it by then. Walking out into the hall he thought about him reaching out to kiss him earlier. It should've made him angry that he was being so careless and in the past it would've, but today the gesture had seemed intimate, almost domestic. He laughed to himself, something he would have never guessed Katsuki would do in a million years.

"Fuck Monoma, leave me alone!" Denki yelled as he came around the corner and slammed into Shouto.

"Kaminari!" He grabbed the wall with his hand before he went over backwards. Monoma came charging around next but stopped short seeing Todoroki. He snarled at them both. Helping Denki catch his balance, Shouto adjusted the bag over his shoulder, his eyes leveling on him. "What's going on?"

"Nothing asshole," spinning on his heel, Neito vanished back around the corner.

"Prick," Denki held up a finger. "Just once I'd love to zap him in the balls."

"Pffft," Shouto snorted, "that's a good one, what happened?"

"Cornered me in the bathroom! Geez! How creepy is that shit?"

"Where's Momo?"

"She went back to the hospital, I guess Mina still had to take down the blockade on Suguta's old room. She thought she'd take a look for herself, you know, a new set of eyes."

"What are you doing?"

"Well, Captain told me to get outta here but I thought I'd go through that paperwork for Ochako, unfortunately I ran into the asshole," he glanced nervously down the hallway.

"Come with me, Bakugou got side tracked and I'm on my way to see Tenya and interview Uchiyama."

"Seriously!? I mean for real?" His voice was skeptical.

"Yes really, get your stuff."

"I've got everything I need," he laughed and pumped his fists in the air. "Yes! Playing with the big dogs now."

"I changed my mind," Shouto rolled his eyes and headed into the lobby.

"Wait! Wait! No!" Denki ran grabbing his arm, "I was kidding, can I come?"

"Of course you can, Kaminari," Shouto smiled at the goofy grin that was splitting his face. "Be careful though."

"Why?"

"Momo gets wind of what you said," he tipped his head.

"No!" Denki squeaked. Shit! Don't say anything, it's just, you know! You and Bakugou, I mean, your top five."

"We were, that's in the past, but I still won't snitch. C'mon the train is in fifteen minutes, we gotta hustle."

Tearing down the yellow tape from the doorway, Mina let Momo into the hospital room. She doubted she'd find anything but she'd asked to join her and having company was always nice. Taking down the posted signs she slipped everything into her bag.

"A lot of blood," Momo stopped and looked at the dried trail that led to the door.

"Yeah, matches with what Kiri said," Mina lined up across from Momo with her arms up. "He managed to hit the person by lunging forward," she pushed her hand against Momo's side, "connecting here."

"And with his quirk engaged, he clearly wounded the person," Momo looked down at the blood, "guessing he did a lot of damage, the pool is larger here but closer to the door it's only a trickle and then it stops."

"They may have used something to stop the flow of blood to hide their escape."

"That's what I was thinking, probably a jacket or sweater would be my guess."

"There was more blood in the stairway so it started to soak through at that point," Mina looked around the room. "Well, I got all the stuff, should we head back?"

"Yeah," Momo sighed, she wasn't really sure what she'd been hoping to find.

"Sucks to not know who tried to attack her."

"It does." Walking back to the nurse's station she waited as Mina gave the all clear to the staff before they headed back down to the lobby. Emerging from the elevator, they heard excited chatter.

"Is that Ochako?" Mina recognized her standing with a group in the lobby. "Ochako!" She called crossing over to her. Turning, she smiled wide seeing them both.

"Guess what!" Ochako ran over and grabbed Mina and Momo's hands, dragging them back to the group. "Suguta actually responded to the Minister!" She whirled around laughing. "Her brain waves were fluctuating and she made some noises." Swinging their arms, she began to dance. "I'm so excited to tell Boots that he might be able to see her soon."

"Oh wow!" Mina pulled her hand from Ochako's grip and waved at the group. "Hi, I'm Mina Ashido, a forensics intern." She bowed to both Nakama and Kezu.

"No need for formalities," Arisu waved her hand. She was embarrassed by Ochako's open display of happiness, but she felt the same, if Suguta woke up they might be able to find out what happened to her. "We're all part of the same team."

"Yes," Kioku checked his watch distractedly. "I'm glad I decided to come today and to think she might wake soon. Her family will be so pleased."

"Hey Mina, are you going back to the office?" Kiri pulled out his phone to check his messages

"I was, but the captain asked everyone to stay away. I guess Todoroki and Bakugou went to the ministry offices, we could wait for them to finish up with Uchiyama and then have lunch."

"Todoroki?" Kioku snapped his head around listening intently. "He's going to the ministry offices to meet with Uchiyama?"

"Yes," Arisu gritted her teeth, shit. "I asked Bakugou and Todoroki to interview Uchiyama."

"I thought you were going to be doing that?" His irritation evident.

"Sorry sir," Nakama quickly bowed, "I'm - I'm busy with two precinct audits this week. I'm confident in their work and felt they would be the best ones to finish." She looked up, "should I instruct Captain Aizawa to join them?"

"No - no," Kezu held up his hand, backpedaling as an idea began to form. "I understand you're busy, they're competent. I'm going to head back, let me know once you get their report."

"I will Sir," she watched as he hustled out the main doors, signaling to his team for his car.

"Commissioner Nakama?" Momo tapped her shoulder.

"Yes?"

"I just got a text from my partner, Kaminari, I guess Bakugou didn't go, so he went with Shouto instead."

"Okay," she frowned. "Text your partner and make sure he lets Todoroki lead the interview. I don't need any backlash on this one."

"I will but don't worry, if Kaminari does anything stupid it will probably be the best thing to happen. He's actually the brightest dummy I've ever met." She chuckled at Nakama's cocked brow.

"Well," Arisu gave her a worried look, "I think that's good? Just be sure nothing happens. I need to leave as well. Let me know when you have a chance to review those equipment orders, Ochako." Without waiting for a reply, she exited out the hospital doors to her own car.

"Okay, what now?" Kiri's stomach grumbled, laughing as he patted his middle. "I never ate breakfast, anyone up for some food?" He threw his arm over Ochako, "then we can go through that mountain of paper together?"

Leaning back into the plush leather of his car seat, Kioku watched the city fly by through the tinted windows. Suguta and Kaneko were taken care of and now he had an incredible opportunity. Rubbing his chin thoughtfully, he played with his phone. According to the last communication with Akio, he was still in the northern port and wouldn't be back until early evening. As much as he hated to have to use his quirk on the doctor again, he had no choice in the matter. Dialing his cell number, he waited for him to answer.

"Hello?" Garaki looked at the number. The phone was secure and as far as he knew only Yusa and Akio had access. "Who is this?" He snapped.

"Your benefactor." A sharp inhale from the doctor made Kioku chuckle. "Sorry to surprise you, but something urgent has come up and I need to break my silence."

"Sensei?" Garaki sat back in his chair. Ever since he'd been mysteriously released from prison and brought to this laboratory, he'd wondered who was behind the project. "I'm glad to talk with you directly, may I ask your name?"

"It will be nice to finally meet you," Kioku smiled, the one advantage of his quirk was that no one ever did remember him, if he chose to keep it that way. Although he'd met the doctor on two occasions, he'd always made sure to replace his face with Akio's image. "I'm heading to the lab right now. I found out that Dynamite and Shouto are heading to the facility. I think our newest subject Lida should extend an invitation for them to tour the laboratory with me."

"Sensei," Garaki chortled, "that is an excellent idea, both were quite close to One For All."

"Yes, they were there the day we dug out the power. However, if we do this, it would need to be quick. I think it would be risky for them to be gone too long, how long does it take for you to control them?"

"Not long, Tenya was awake and feeling normal within an hour, two hours at most but it may take time to get them captured and knocked out."

"I don't think so, if they come to meet me, what will they suspect? Once we have them trapped in the basement, your team can neutralize them."

Clicking on his computer Garaki studied the Pro Hero stats of both men. "They are extremely powerful, Bakugou uses his hands for fire and Shouto can control both ice and fire with his body."

"Is there some way we could hamper Dynamite's hands? That might give everyone enough time to inject him with a tranquilizer."

"That's possible, restraints used for prisoners that are full hand cuffs could work on him, how about Todoroki?"

"Much more challenging, element of surprise with him. Lida will need to knock him out or threaten him to stand down."

"Yes, he could even stop Ide's vermin with his ice. I think you're right, I'll instruct them to try to take down Shouto first, then deal with the other."

"Good, wait for me in the lab, we'll discuss this further." Looking out, Kioku noticed they were already at the main station. A guard stepped out to wave them into the ministry compound, "I'll be there very soon."

Laying on her couch Yusa adjusted the cold towel on her forehead. She'd swallowed some medicine right away and it was finally bringing her blessed relief. As soon as she'd turned off the TV and focused on calming down, her nose had stopped bleeding. Taking several deep breaths, she continued to pet her cat who'd jumped between her legs and fallen asleep. Looking at her phone she saw the time, should she call in sick? "Crap," she muttered, she really couldn't. Her phone vibrated. Jerking up on her elbow, her cat blinked awake. She stared as the name Akio flashed on the screen. Hesitating at first, she answered. "Akio?" Her voice trembled.

"Yusa," smoke poured from his lips as he breathed out. He sat on the bench at the station waiting for his train. Moving his body gingerly, the dull pain flared. He'd inspected the wound when he'd returned to his room and surprisingly Yusa's glue and stitches had held up pretty well. "You texted?"

"Yeah," she mumbled.

"Are you okay?"

"Uh, I think so? I heard, um, on the TV," she tried not to think about his face. "I heard the Minister talk about Suguta."

"Don't worry, I just talked to Sensei, Suguta won't be awake anytime soon."

"Really? How? You talked to Sensei?" She stumbled over her words.

"Yeah, just now. Not sure what happened," Akio leaned back, blowing more smoke into the warm air. The station was bustling as the lunch carts had begun setting out their food. "But Sensei wants to go after those fuck up heroes now." He humphed grumpily.

"Oh shit," Yusa sat up, her cat leapt from the couch. "That's crazy! Damn it! I told Sensei last night that fucking doctor is going to screw everything up! We've been moving forward so well, why now?"

"Sounds like Sensei is ready to start the final step. If All For One's quirks can't be transferred then we need to take advantage of what we can use." Both were quiet for a moment. "It pisses me off too," Akio grumbled, "working with those assholes." He threw his cigarette under his foot and crushed the ember. "I guess at some point I'll get to kill them. I just have to wait and, in the meantime, they'll take orders from me." He chuckled wickedly.

"I don't like it, Akio."

"I know you don't," he frowned, she was always the shadow player, staying under the radar. It had worked for them both but Sensei was changing everything. "Remember though you're not the front man, be what you're good at Yusa, be my support. I'll make sure it works out. You trust me? Never messed up on you yet."

"You haven't." She sighed, "yeah, I trust you." They'd always had each other's back. Looking at the ceiling Yusa thumbed her nose, she'd cleaned up the blood but she could feel some clots inside. Curling her toes, she hugged herself finally saying what she had been wondering all morning. "Akio, do you know who Sensei is?" The sharp intake of breath on the line was followed by silence. "Akio?" Her voice was almost inaudible.

"Why do you want to know? You've never asked, you know the rules, Sensei stays anonymous."

"I - I know."

"What happened, Yusa?" Akio could tell something was up, she was usually brash and confident and right now she sounded like the young girl he'd met years ago.

Brushing the cat hair off her pants, she cleared her throat, trying to keep her voice steady. "Nothing, I was just wondering."

"Yeah, right. Fuck, don't get strange on me." I don't want to have to kill you. Akio bit his tongue on that thought, covering his face with his hand, not her.

"I've always been strange Akio, that's why you love me." Smoothing the loose hair that had escaped her braid, she snapped herself back to the plan. "Forget it, I had some weird dream and woke to a brutal headache." Yusa lied, if Akio did know who Sensei was, that was his business. He was right, she was support only, better to stay that way. "I still think the hero angle is risky but like you said, it's on you." She laughed shakily. "What's the plan?"

"Not sure, Sensei had to think about it, I'll let you know if you're needed." Checking his ticket, he looked at the clock. "My train leaves in a half hour. I'll text you when I'm back."

"Okay, thanks." Hitting end, Yusa tossed her phone on the coffee table. Whatever happened this morning wasn't settling well with her but she had no choice, Akio and she were together, like always. She'd never abandon him. Standing, she put her mug in the sink and stretched, she'd run errands and then go prep the bar. A rumble thundered in the distance, walking to the glass door she watched as the first wet drops hit her balcony.

Getting out of the car, Katsuki could see the sign, Watanabe Auto Restoration, hanging crooked on the post. Walking through the gate into a courtyard crowded with old cars, there was a large window by the front door, the place was dark inside. A faded sign in the window said open, cupping his hand against the glass he peered inside. There were a few cars sitting on blocks, one appeared to be an old Chevrolet getting set to be painted. Stepping back, he saw a metal staircase that led to the second floor off to his right.

"Can I help you?"

Spinning around he saw an older man trotting up to him, Katsuki waved. "Is Watanabe here?"

"Usually," the man shoved his key in the lock and opened the door. "Must be picking up parts or something." He held the door open for him, "I'm Tadashi, Akio lets me use his garage to work on my projects. If you need an estimate or something, he's usually in by now, so guessing he should be here soon."

"Your projects?"

"Yeah, that's my mustang over there," he pointed to a wreck of a car with its engine on the floor in pieces.

"Are you a mechanic or something?"

"Me? Nah," Tadashi laughed as he shrugged off his overcoat. "I got bored after I retired a couple of years ago and when Akio restored my precious Anna, he taught me some stuff, we became friends and the rest is history."

"You're Anna?" The man blushed as he flipped on the lights to the warehouse. It was surprisingly clean considering the random piles of parts and equipment.

"She's my Jag, '57 XKSS, spent a long time finding her and when I did," he winked, "it was love at first sight. But she was in need of serious care and there's no one better than Akio."

"I noticed a staircase, does he live upstairs?" Looking around, Katsuki saw the office in the back of the open space with two interior windows. The room was dark.

"Yeah," Tadashi eyed the man as he set his stuff down. "You're not here for a car, are you?" He pulled a thick leather apron over his head and crossed his arms defiantly.

"No, I'm not," flipping open his jacket he flashed his badge. "Bakugou from criminal investigations, I'm looking for someone that Akio may have known."

"Ya, figured," Tadashi's eyes drifted down to his crotch, "most car guys would get a chub hearing about Anna being a XKSS."

Letting out a quick laugh, Katsuki grinned. "I guess that was a dead giveaway, I'll remember that in the future."

Smiling, Tadashi relaxed his arms. "Who's the person, maybe I know them?"

"Shingo Kaneko, an estate lawyer."

Pinching his bottom lip, he furrowed his brow and began slowly shaking his head. "Nah, the name doesn't ring a bell."

Katsuki looked around at the three cars waiting to be brought to life. "Oh," he half-smiled, "old convertible Ford Thunderbird." Tadashi's brows snapped up as recognition dawned.

"Oh him! His mom's car," he rolled his eyes, "he wasn't into the car but I think he did it for her after she'd passed away."

"Did he come around a lot?"

"Him?" He snorted, "hell no, he came a couple times to check on the progress and then at the end to pay. Knowing him, he probably showered for an hour afterwards, he looked like the real clean type." Tadashi grimaced, holding up his grease-stained hands. "Not like us."

"That was it? Nothing else?" Thinking for a moment he shook his head. Katsuki noticed an open metal container filled with rusted old parts. Pointing to the bin, he glanced back at the man, "is this stuff from the junkyard?"

"Jun's place?" Tashido walked over resting his hands on the edge, he picked up an old cylinder. "Yeah, Akio and I go up there to trade parts sometimes."

"Trade parts?"

"Well, you buy these old cars as-is and when you pull out the old stuff you take it up and Midget gives you a credit that you can use for other parts."

"Oh yeah, I met her. So, you take an old part and trade it for another old part?" Tadashi laughed at the incredulous look on his face, setting the cylinder back in the container.

"Some are in really bad shape, would take too much time for me to restore, but someone else might want to try."

"Got it," turning Katsuki could see the edge of the stairs outside. "Mind if I see if he's home?"

Pushing off the bin, Tadashi shrugged, "go for it but doubt he's there, he's probably running errands." Tying his apron, he began rolling out a giant tool chest.

"Thanks Tadashi," Katsuki let himself out of the workshop and studied the rock gravel path that wound around to the base of the stairs. There were a few bare spots. He walked slowly looking for the familiar pattern but there was nothing. Taking the stairs two at a time, he knocked on the door at the top. The front was bare, no plants or a mat, just a metal black door with a huge lock. Akio definitely didn't want anyone inside, in fact, it appeared to be more secure than the garage downstairs. Reaching out hesitantly, he tried the knob, it was locked. There were a couple of windows running along the upstairs apartment but the blinds were pulled tight. A drop of rain hit his cheek, glancing up at the ominous sky, another smacked his chin. Turning back around he trotted down the stairs, he'd grab some coffee and wait. His phone buzzed. Snatching it out of his pocket, he laughed at the close up of Shitty Hair with his badge.

Kiri - Got my MF badge back! Captain said to stay out of the precinct this morning, wanna get lunch or something?

Katsuki - Maybe? Meeting Todoroki at the Ministry.

Kiri - Text me. We're leaving to see Nakama, let us know what happens with Uchiyama

Katsuki - Nakama?

Kiri - Yep! Three of us going with the Captain to NPL headquarters, A/V order was messed up.

Katsuki - ?

Kiri - Nakama ordered those cameras at the homeless camp!

"What the fuck?" Katsuki stared at the text as more rain started to hit the ground.

Katsuki - wtf?

Kiri - Right? Check it out.

A picture came through, zooming in he could see it was one of the pages from the stack Nakama had given Ochako. Sliding down through the picture he saw the lines of A/V equipment, video cameras, monitors, cables and feeds covering almost the entire page. Sliding across he saw the column labeled Order Placed By, under each piece of equipment was the name Nakama Arisu. He went back through the whole page. It didn't make sense, she'd willingly given the pages to them earlier as if she had no idea who had ordered the equipment. Something wasn't adding up, either she was lying or someone had used her name. Taking off at a run as the rain began to fall harder, he opened the car and slid into the dry interior. He could already guess that someone had used her name, since the same thing happened to Monoma, and he didn't need to be a genius to figure out that person was probably Uchiyama. A car came into view, turning, he watched as it continued past the shop. "Damn," he was tired of so many leads and not enough fucking answers.

Tenya leaned on the security counter waiting for Todoroki and Bakugou, he checked his watch again, they'd be here any minute. Anxiety was crawling through him, he scratched his arm, what the hell was wrong with him? His nerves were on fire, the thought of attacking Shouto was causing his skin to itch from the inside. He knew the plan, reaching in his pocket for the millionth time, he felt the taser. Once they were downstairs, they'd work together to take them down, first Shouto then Katsuki. Todoroki stepped through the doors, his face brightening seeing him at the counter.

"Hey Lida," he waved as headed to the security desk.

Pushing at his glasses nervously, Tenya shuffled back and forth, he scratched his arm again. Kaminari popped out from behind him and waved.

"Kaminari?" Tenya called out in surprise as they signed the guest book and came through the metal detector.

"Are you bummed it's me?" His face fell a bit at the look on Tenya's face. "I know I'm not Bakugou." Denki stuffed everything back into his pockets.

"No - no," Tenya patted his shoulder, "I just wasn't expecting you, it's really good to see you both." He smiled a bit too brightly, "I have a really amazing surprise."

"A surprise?" Shouto smiled then he noticed the bandage on Tenya's cheek. "Hey, are you okay?" He studied him closely. "Did you get hurt yesterday?" Laughing self-consciously, Tenya touched his cheek.

"Yeah, I guess I fell or something at the hospital."

"So, what's the surprise?"

"Oh! The Minister wants to meet you both and give you a personal tour of the quirk facility that he's been working on with Uchiyama." A sense of comfort filled him, "you're going to get to meet some of my new friends."

"The Minister wants to meet us?" Kaminari looked down, biting his lip. "Not sure I wanna meet him," he mumbled under his breath.

"He does Kaminari, the Minister doesn't usually meet outside of appointments, so isn't that exciting!" Stepping onto the elevator, he placed his badge on the secure pad.

Shouto shot Kaminari a quick glance and shrugged. "That's an honor for us, my dad speaks highly of him, I'm glad to finally meet him." He noticed the elevator was going down. "Isn't Uchiyama and the Minister on the fourth floor?"

"Yes," Tenya kept his eyes on the doors, "but the Minister wants to show you what he's been working on here with your dad, the quirk facility."

"Is my dad here?" Shouto glanced both ways down the plain white corridor as the elevator doors opened, this area was a stark contrast to the plush fourth floor above, it reminded him of a hospital.

"Not that I know of, I think it's only the Minister and some of the workers right now." Tenya ushered them down the hallway, stopping at a double door with another security pad to the side. Pushing a button, a ringing sounded behind the doors.

"Yes?" A voice echoed in the empty hallway.

"It's Lida with two guests to see the Minister." He waited for the clicking noise and pulled the door open, he let Kaminari and Todoroki in ahead of him.

Stepping into the room, Shouto saw the Minister speaking with two men. He turned as they entered. The room appeared to be an office with only a metal desk and bookcase.

"Todoroki Shouto!" The Minister rushed forward, extending his hand, "I'm so pleased to finally meet Endeavor's son." He shook his hand firmly. His gaze landed on the blonde that entered behind Shouto, his face registering surprise, "Bakugou?" He held out his hand, "you look different in person."

"I'm not-"

"Sorry sir," Tenya interrupted Denki. "Bakugou was delayed, I'd like to introduce you to Kaminari, the Chargebolt hero, he was part of the 1A class at UA, Kaminari Denki."

"Kaminari?" He glanced at Lida then back at the smaller blonde, he forced a smile, "it's great to meet you. I was just finishing up a walk through of our new quirk labs, I would love it if you joined me."

"Sure," Denki smiled looking around the sparse office, "hopefully nicer than this room," he quipped.

"Mmmm," the Minister kept his face neutral, he made a gesture to the men behind him. "I'd like you to meet the contractors, they're here to guide us through the lab." Both men stepped forward flanking the Minister.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Ide."

Taking his outstretched hand, Shouto smiled at the man, his eyes were hard with a pinched expression on his face. "I'm Todoroki, but if you work with my father, it might be easier to call me Shouto."

Tipping his head, he gave him a puzzled look, "your father?"

"Don't you work with him? Tenya mentioned-" He released his hand just as a strange sensation jolted him from the back. A loud crack followed as all his muscles in his back cramped at once. Pain exploded through his body as electricity funneled from his lower back into his nervous system. Gritting his teeth, his arms and legs went numb, he toppled over landing hard on the ground as his body jerked.

Holding the taser firmly in his back, Tenya pointed to Denki, "grab him!" The man on the other side lunged sideways, wrapping up Denki in a stranglehold. Whipping out his knife he held it to his throat. Turning back, he nodded at Ide, "stick his neck."

Thoughts flowed through Shouto's mind all at once, overwhelming him as his body tensed painfully. Izuku's words played over and over to the pulse of the taser gun. They're hurting Lida, I'm trying to stop him.

"Lida?! Fuck, let go!" Denki struggled as the tip of the knife sliced into his flesh.

Pulling the syringe out of his jacket, Ide flipped off the top and quickly plunged the needle into Todoroki's throat. His face contorted in pain as electricity coursed through him. He was trying to focus on him but his eyes began to roll back into his head

The cold fluid hit the heat of his blood in his neck as the sharp pain in his back finally stopped. An intense aching in every muscle left him limp, struggling, he couldn't even lift his head. Blackness filled his vision as the serum flowing into his blood flooded his nervous system. Trying to keep his eyes open, a wave of nausea rolled through his stomach. Choking on the bile, Shouto tried to blast his ice but nothing happened, the weight of his body was becoming unbearable, he sagged back to the floor. The tang of electrical discharge hit his nose. "Denki," he whispered, fighting against the deepening blackness.

Blood trickled down his neck where the knife stuck into him. "Shit!" Denki gasped, watching horrified as Tenya shoved a taser into Shouto, his body crashing to the floor. "Asshole!" He screamed as a loud buzz wrapped around him as his body electrified. Grabbing onto the man's hands he pushed out his electrical field into him. "I'm a fucking human taser, you prick!" The knife clattered to the ground. The man jerked backwards as electricity sluiced up his arms from Denki's fingertips. His body trembled violently, eyes bulging as waves of electricity jolted through him. Finally the grip on his neck loosened and the man collapsed. Free, Denki lunged towards Tenya generating another wave of electricity. "What the fuck are you doing!?" Kaminara screamed at him.

"Shut up!" Ide yelled at him, pulling a syringe from Shouto's neck as his eyes closed. The smell of electrical energy intensified.

"Stop Denki!" Tenya held out his hand.

"Let him go or I'll fry you!" Denki increased the power crackling around his body.

"If you do anything, I'll kill him," Ide held out his hand as his vermin started crawling from his fingers, a few dripping down onto Shouto's back. He chuckled as they ate quickly through his shirt.

"What - what the fuck is that?"

"They devour flesh," brushing them off before they dug into the skin, Ide cocked a brow, letting more pulse from his skin. "You can electrocute me but they'll eat your friend here by the time I hit the floor."

"Fuck!" Denki fell back on his heel.

"Noooo," a slurred groan sounded from the floor. Shouto tried to move but his brain was swirling, his eyes fluttered closed.

"Todoroki?" Denki glanced down at his friend. He clenched his jaw, electric energy still zapping around him. The man held up his hand again as more of the writhing mass was getting ready to drop onto Shouto's back.

"You'll get us but also kill your friend," Ide started to touch Shouto's back.

"STOP!" Denki screamed, he couldn't risk Todoroki's life, there would be another opportunity. Holding his hands in the air, he squelched his quirk, the electrical charge dissipating.

"Smart," Ide smirked. Satisfied that Shouto was out cold, he handed the second syringe to Lida. "Take care of him." Nodding Tenya advanced onto Kaminari, who held his hands up in surrender.

"Tenya?" Denki choked out. "What the hell is going on?"

Sighing, Tenya stopped in front of him. "We're taking you on a tour, like the Minister said, that's all." Lifting Denki's shirt sleeve he pushed the needle into his skin. "Believe me, you'll understand when you wake up." Grabbing his shoulders he held him until his body began to sag and his legs buckled. Swinging him into his arms, he turned back to Ide. "I believe the doctor wants both at the same time?"

"Yeah, we have to get them back fast." Turning over the red and white haired man onto his back, Ide grabbed his ankles and started to drag him to the door.

"Can't you at least carry him?" For some reason Tenya was appalled at seeing his head sliding across the floor.

"What the fuck do I care?" Ide looked at his partner on the ground, "let's drop them off and come back to put him in one of the rooms."

"Arisu is waiting for us once we get through security," Shouta snapped as they entered the main NPL headquarters. Glancing back at the three trailing him, he glared at the group, he'd wanted to come alone but that had been clearly shot down by all of them. Going through the metal detectors Shouta checked them all in and handed out the visitor badges. Looking around the lobby, he saw her just down the main corridor. Her long body leaning sideways on the wall by the elevators, she was typing on her phone. He shook off the feeling of apprehension that had been welling up since they saw the orders, there had to be a good explanation. She looked up, her eyes lighting up with a smile as she saw him, then she saw the three behind and tipped her head, he shrugged. Straightening, she stood, the cool professional mask reflecting on her face.

"Captain, team," she nodded to all of them. "I don't usually make time for impromptu meetings but considering what's been happening the past few days, I made an exception." She hit the button on the elevator.

"Commissioner Nakama, sorry to interrupt your day but we did think it was important to talk with you in person." Shouta kept his face neutral. She studied him as they entered the elevator, then looked back at the others, she noticed the stack of papers in Ochako's hands.

"Did you find the A/V equipment order?"

"We did," Shouta signaled his head towards the camera in the corner.

Glancing up at the camera, she understood, too many eyes and ears. She waited until they came off the elevator and headed into her office. Her assistant stood as they approached.

"Your next meeting is here, waiting in the conference room," he pointed across the way.

"Thanks, can you give me ten minutes?" She held the door for them. Crossing her office she sat on the edge of her desk. "What did you find out?"

Ochako opened the stack of papers to the marker and laid it on the desk beside her. "Here, take a look at the order."

Arisu looked down at the page, her eyes scanning the rows, she stopped. "What the fuck is this?" Eyes wide she looked up at her, "it wasn't me." Picking up the stack she furrowed her brow, "what the hell is going on?" Her mind raced to the email that morning with the Minister, she threw the paperwork back on her desk. "Second damn time today!"

"Second time?" Shouta echoed back.

"What we talked about this morning. The order to release Sawa from prison came from an email sent by Kezu, but based on what we can determine, we're assuming it was really Uchiyama." Arisu jabbed her finger at the paperwork, "I never ordered this A/V equipment."

"Can anyone use your name to order equipment?"

"No, not without a signature, I usually give it to my assistant-" she stopped and ran to the door, jerking it open. "Kaide," she yelled at her assistant. The young man looked up, clearly flustered at her tone. "Get in here," she waited as he grabbed a notebook and walked into the office, he looked at her worriedly. Gesturing to the stack of papers, she pointed to the A/V orders. "Did you ever process these orders for me?"

Adjusting his glasses, Kaide leaned over the desk and read through the lines. "I did, Commissioner."

"What?" Arisu blinked.

"It was a few months ago, right after you started your position. I have all the order slips, you handed them to me personally. I processed them immediately, did I do something wrong?"

"I - I," she froze, her brain spinning, "are you sure Kaide? This is really important."

"Of course I'm sure, I have the original orders you gave me, if you need them."

"Yes, I want to see them, right now." Pacing around her desk she flopped down into her chair and ignored the four people in her office. Waiting for what felt like an eternity, Kaide ran back and handed her the slips of paper. "Thank you," she waved at him, "you can go back to your desk."

"Is that your signature?" Shouta peeked over her shoulder at the paperwork.

"It is."

"Are you okay?" He heard the sheer panic in her voice.

"No, I'm not fucking okay," she shoved at the papers, one drifted off the desk and spun to the floor. Kiri leaned over and picked it up. "I never signed this shit and never handed it to him! He's lying!" She shouted, slamming her hand on the desk.

Shouta looked back to the closed door trying to understand what was happening. "Okay, has he ever done anything else that was suspicious or unprofessional."

"You believe me?"

"I don't know but I've known you a long time Arisu, I don't think you'd lie to me."

"Nakama?" Kiri laid the paperwork on her desk and pointed to the date. "What do you remember from that day?" Letting out an annoyed breath, Nakama looked at the date and opened her calendar.

"According to my calendar I had typical meetings with administration and a tour of the new Kobans that opened in the north ward." She rubbed her forehead, "why?"

"Well," he looked at Ochako, "this could be around a quirk that affects memory."

"A fucking what?" Arisu dropped her hand from her face.

"When we met with Suguta Ren's doctor, she admitted that most of her memory issues were not because of the cancer but in fact from a possible memory quirk."

"Yeah," Ochako nodded, "there's a book that listed it as a known quirk but it was never verified. She thinks she has proof of its existence."

Turning around Nakama leaned down to the last shelf on the bookcase behind her desk, running her hand over several books. Finally settling on one of the larger volumes she pulled it out and held it up. "Are you talking about this one?"

"Yes!" Ochako sidled in next to her and flipped through the book to the section that the doctor had shown them. Scanning the pages, she found the right page. "Here it is."

"I heard the author was called out for some fictional quirks in that research," Shouta leaned over Arisu's shoulder.

"Made up or not, this doctor has actual evidence that this quirk exists and can determine if it's been used on someone."

"Hard evidence? Why hasn't this doctor come forward to support this author then?" Arisu pushed the book away.

Ochako shrugged, "up until now she only had two patients that had brain scans that matched with similar memory issues, Suguta was the third."

"All of the patients had head injuries," Kiri continued, "in Suguta's case she has brain cancer. After the trauma they started having visions or strange dreams where things changed in their memory."

"The doctor showed us CT scans that had the same dark spots on all three brains."

"A CT scan?" Shouta watched Arisu, her normally stoic face a play of emotions, he could see she was starting to believe them.

"Yeah, I even mentioned it to Bakugou," Ochako grabbed Kiri's arm. "I would've waited for you but we had time the night we went to the hospital."

"It's cool, what did he say?"

"He's willing to get a scan to find out if he was hit with the same quirk."

"Shit," Arisu leaned forward, "a memory quirk, anyone could be affected and no one would fucking know." An icy tendril of fear slipped through her. "A person could use anyone they wanted and stay hidden," she hugged herself, "forever."

"Nakama," Ochako stepped closer, "would you want to get a scan? Maybe see if you were ever used like that?" She gestured to the paperwork. "It could explain this." Nakama stared at the stack of papers with her name listed down the entire page.

"I don't know," she looked up at Shouta, "I don't really have time." She glanced at her watch, "I have this meeting."

Kiri crossed his arms staring at her, "it's that or explaining why you have the homeless camp wired for video feed."

"Kirishima-" Shouta glared at him.

"No," Arisu held up her hand, " he's right. What choice do I have?" Turning to Ochako she sighed, "who's the doctor?"

"Dr. Kitamura Chito, hang on, I have her number," Ochako opened her contact and handed it to Nakama. "Do you want to call her directly?"

Typing in the number, Arisu jumped up and opened the door pointing in the waiting room, "wait in my assistant's area." A woman answered the phone as the group filed out of her office.

"This is Doctor Chito."