jkgaming: I certainly hope not!
dumpstertrashfire123: Well, I wanted to give Kaminari a chance to shine, especially since the whole kissing Kyoka fiasco, I wanted him to be a little more than just that. The B team might become more important to the story as it continues!
As for DIO, I may have a plan for him, and it's going to come to fruition in a Legacy to Build.
Kyeo307: Thanks! That sounds like a stand that Jotaro could fight!
PhantomKnightPercival: OH MY GOOOOOOOD!
Bearticguy7: Ooooooh, Deltarune! I like it!
Guest: I like it! Mineta could get some character development!
Jddraign: You love to hate him! Also...I agree about DIO. As for Joseph...what was a big moment for us was actually a pretty small moment for him. He just forgot about it.
Euphoria: I'm using it. However, I don't think Momo has the capability to be mad at Gyro for that. I think she would be bothered that she isn't the first, but she would understand that some people need a few tries to find someone.
She would be mad at the girls though, if they can't take a hint.
Guest(2): I'm really glad you think so! Kakyoin would be fun to play around with...but I think brining him back might take away from some of the seriousness from the story. While everyone deserves a happy ending, they need to endure hardship in order to earn it, not to say that I want the story to be edgy.
A mix of both happy and not, until a satisfying conclusion is reached! As for Joseph, I kind of wanted to make Suzi Q his one and only, while I think he definitely cares for Tomoko, I think he's just waiting for Sushi Q.
Thank you for your kind review, it made my day!
Balanced goose: That's awesome! Both the account and the stand!
Jpx0999: I actually didn't know that!
Death Omen Star: I might need a bit of a refresher on Polaris, I can't find the review. I'm glad you're enjoying the story!
Syrian Ken: DIO is going to be Diego's BBEG more than Johnny's, but I wouldn't be opposed to him being involved! DIO us still dead, and The World is broken just like D4C was, so we have a little while before DIO actually makes a few plays.
nanaiomoyeah: :)
"Ochako...what the actual fuck?"
"Huh? What's wrong?" Ochako asked from the screen.
"YOU FOUGHT DIO MUTHERFUCKING BRANDO! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW DANGEROUS THAT GUY IS?!" Kyoka exclaimed. "AND YOU WON!"
"Well yeah, we did that whole Egypt unit with Dr. Kujo and Mr. Polnareff...it was so scaaaaary!" Ochako whined.
"Well, there goes the initiation I was planning..."
"There was an initiation?"
"Well, not really, but I was thinking of a sparring session or something to make you think I was testing you, when I was just gonna welcome you whether you won or lost. Too bad for that though, beating DIO completely blows that out of the water."
"Well, it was mostly Emporio's plan...and he couldn't stop time. He really hurt my wrist too, if your mentor wasn't there I might've never been able to use that hand again..."
Kyoka sighed. "Unfortunately, getting mangled is part of the job. You know when you caught me bleeding in my room?"
"Yeah..."
"That was after Santana ripped off my ear."
"WHAT?! YOU WERE HURT THAT BAD?!"
"Yeah, I had just recovered from shock, and I was hiding Johnny in there after Santana smashed his leg. We were...in a really desperate situation...and...I'm really, really sorry that we lied to you about it."
"Don't apologize, it's like I told Deku, I understand why you did it. If I saw that...I probably would've panicked and made a lot of noise, and then everyone else would come...it would've made a much bigger mess than it needed to be. All I ask is that I'm included from now on."
"Of course Ochako." Kyoka leaned back in her chair. "You understand why we needed a vacation now, right?"
"Well yeah! Man...you fought a pillar man that day, and here I thought it was just another enemy stand user."
"Well, he has a stand."
"Yeah, Dr. Kujo already filled me in on Genesis, although I also heard that Santana wasn't exactly the most evil guy you've faced."
"Not by a longshot, for me it's a cross between the Necromancer and JoJo's shitty mom. The Necromancer definitely did more damage than her in terms of body count, but she left a lot of mental scars on the Joestars...and me. Those two, bad news, glad they're dead."
"About the Necromancer's body count..."
"What about it? We still don't know the exact number of people he killed, only that it was a lot. A lot of missing persons cases that Mr. Josuke and I were looking into..."
"The eye...you know how it has a copy of his consciousness inside of it?"
"Yeah, you told me. Don't worry though, we've figured out a way to use it without actually taking the eye out of it's ca-"
"It told me that I was supposed to be one of those bodies..."
"What?" Kyoka leaned forward. "He wanted to kill you?"
Ochako nodded her head. "He was going to...the day you guys attacked him...I would've never seen him coming. He was...going to murder my family too..."
"Ochako...I am so sorry." Kyoka bowed her head. "That must be terrifying, finding that out. At least we knew he wanted to kill us. I would give you a hug if I wasn't in a different country."
"It's...fine." Ochako said, shuddering a bit. "It's not like my family is still in danger, he's gone. Kyoka?"
"What?"
"You mentioned that you fought JoJo's mom...she was the one that hurt you during the Yakuza Raid, wasn't she?"
"She was."
"Was Overhaul really the one who knocked her off that building?"
"No." Kyoka admitted after some hesitation.
"I see."
"She didn't give me a choice, although if I had one...I probably would've done it anyway." Kyoka admitted. "I hope you don't think less of me for that, but she was...awful."
"I mean...I understand why you did it. I remember when JoJo got really quiet when I asked him what his mom did at the beginning of the year. She...she abused him, didn't she?"
"That's an understatement. She was insane, I don't want to go into details for the sake of JoJo's privacy, but...she blamed him for something that he had no control over, something that wasn't even his fault, and she just became a fucking monster. He made up the whole 'internet conspiracy' thing, you know...but she hated him and anyone involved with him, to the point where she would just try to destroy their self-esteem so she could feel bigger than them. She...really messed with my head, Ochako, and don't get me started on how bad JoJo was..."
"And then she joined up with Overhaul and tried to kill you."
"It's because she knew that he and I had feelings for each other."
"The Necromancer was targeting me for something similar...he said that he wanted to kill me because I was...s-s-special t-t-to..." Ochako was getting visibly redder, and she put her hands to her cheeks and began to float out of camera.
"Ochako?"
Said girl floated by the camera. "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhh..."
"Special to who, Ochako?" Kyoka said, a smirk growing on her face.
"Eeeeeeeeeeehhhhh!"
"Special to who, Ochako?" Kyoka just couldn't resist the chance to tease her friend, knowing full well who she was referring to.
"STOP IIIIIIIIIIIIT!"
"Yoo hoooo! Gyro!" Gyro turned to see a blonde woman running towards him
"Shit."
"Gyro...who is that?" Momo asked, her eyebrows coming together.
"An old fling who never learned what 'I'm breaking up with you' means."
Momo narrowed her eyes. "An old fling, huh?"
"Oi, don't think that makes you any less important to me." Gyro cut her off. "I may have had a few girlfriends, but that's because I didn't find the right person yet. Not everyone gets lucky on the first try."
"I suppose you're right." Momo sighed, and she turned around to meet the approaching girl.
"Hi Katrina."
"It's been so long! How are you? Are you still single?" Katrina asked, getting straight to the point.
"No."
"I'm literally right here..." Momo muttered.
"Well, I'm sure she won't last long."
Gyro felt a chill coming from his side, and nervously grinned. "Er...you might not want to say things like that?"
"What we had was special, Gyro."
"No...it really wasn't. It was five weeks." Gyro sighed. "Look, I suppose I do appreciate that you think so highly of me, but...I found someone who I want to seriously commit to, it's something real...I'm sorry."
Katrina finally noticed Momo, who was slowly inching closer to Gyro. "Don't tell me it's this Japanese chick."
"What's wrong with my ethnicity?" Momo asked, there were icicles practically hanging off of her words.
"Wow, you can actually speak Italian, color me impressed!" Katrina said with a grin. "You must be so desperate, following Gyro back home from his trip."
"Wow...I really dodged a bullet..." Gyro muttered. "Don't antagonize her."
"Gyro did not go on a trip to Japan, he's living in Japan, this is a trip." Momo said, and Katrina frowned.
"As if Gyro would do that, why would he leave Italy for Animeland?"
"You know what, Katrina? Fuck you, I'm glad I dumped you." Gyro said. "Racist bitch..."
"GYRO?!"
"Momo is the person I want to be with, not you, so you can run along, and never bother me again." Gyro said, giving Katrina the middle finger. "I'm also glad that I'm living far, far away from you."
Katrina began screaming something after them, but both of them ignored her. "I'm sorry, all that was uncalled for." Gyro apologized.
Momo nodded, although she seemed off. "Gyro?"
"Hm?"
"I know you said that I shouldn't feel any less special to you, but I just have to know, how many girls have you seen before me?"
"Four."
Momo sighed. "Well, I suppose that's a healthy amount. It just...bothers me, that I'm not your first."
"You're the first one that is serious. Momo, you're unique, I'm genuinely in love with you. Those were seriously just one-off flings." Gyro got in front of her and put his hands on her shoulders. "You're special to me, they aren't, understand?"
"Yes, I do." Momo said, smiling. "I'm sorry, I'm still new to the concept of dating, so an ex showing up has just made me a bit uncertain, that's all."
"Don't be."
"HEY! DON'T IGNORE M-"
CRACK!
Momo punched Katrina in the face in a surprisingly brutal manner, leaving Gyro standing there with a shocked expression on his face.
"Don't be disrespectful, you missed your chance."
"Holy shit..."
Momo looked at her bloodied hand, and seemed to realize the level of violence she had just inflicted upon Gyro's ex. "Oh...oh dear...did I really punch her that hard?"
Katrina was lying on the ground with a massive welt in the side of her face, and her eyes were rolled in the back of her head. She was out cold.
"You really snapped, huh?"
"She was being so rude...I...I didn't intend for it to be a serious hit..."
"That was hot."
Momo looked around. "Okay. Where do we go from here?"
"We leave her."
"I feel bad."
"Okay, we leave her somewhere that isn't in the open."
"Like where?"
Gyro grabbed Katrina's ankle and began dragging his ex over to a dumpster.
"Really Gyro?"
"Trash goes in the dumpster."
"That isn't nice."
"She was rude to you, she's going in the dumpster."
"I suppose I can't stop you."
Gyro threw his unconscious ex into the dumpster, and rubbed his hands together. "Alright, that settles it."
Momo shook her head, and took hold of Gyro's hand as they continued walking back to Buccerati's old restaurant. "I hope your other exes aren't as desperate."
"I don't think they would be, most of them agreed that it just wasn't working out." Gyro said. "They're still friends to me."
"Anyone else I should be concerned about?"
"Well...my father might want to meet you, but I think he's learned that he should let me choose for myself, so don't worry if he doesn't like you or something."
"I don't need his approval."
"Neither do I."
"OH MY GOD! GYRO'S BACK FROM HIS TRIP!"
Momo slowly swiveled around to find a giant crowd of women running towards them. "Gyro...I thought you said that there were only four..."
"Four people I've given a chance...I'm...quite well known in these parts. They're...admirers..."
"I see..."
"Momo?"
Momo slowly outstretched her palm, and a smoke grenade emerged from it. "Let's leave, they're annoying me."
"You're not going to hit them, are you?"
"If they're anything like that Katrina girl, then yes."
For some reason, an image of Momo angrily bashing her way through a bunch of Zeppeli fangirls, all the while The Only Thing They Fear is You blasted at full volume.
"You know what? Throw the grenade, let's get out of here."
"Yes, let's...to somewhere more private."
POOF!
Izuku threw a punch at Johnny, who blocked it.
"You still thinking about using the eye? Now that we know there's a version of him in there?"
"Not directly...the last thing I want to do is hear his voice." Izuku replied, dodging a kick from Johnny. "Maybe we should lock it up somewhere...should we put a vault in the treehouse?"
"You're taking this all pretty well!" Johnny said with a grin, trapping Izuku in an arm bar.
"Oh no, I'm pissed." Izuku replied, yanking his arm free. "That's why...I asked you...to SPAR!"
"Getting all the aggression out?"
"Yeah." Izuku held a hand up, stopping the fight, and went to get a drink of water. "Just hearing about him makes me angry, I really don't like it."
"Are you angry because he clearly tricked everyone into thinking the eye was safe?"
"That's part of the reason. I was so excited, I finally had a way to reverse the damage OFA does to my arms, and I guess I still do...but...the Speedwagon researchers couldn't find any activity...they said it was clean...but I should've known that crafty bastard would've pulled something."
"The other part?"
"He was trying to destroy my whole life JoJo, all because he didn't like that I had it better than him." Izuku said, sitting down. "It's true, what he said about us having similar pasts, but he had a 'every man for himself' attitude, while I've always been about saving people. He was selfish, and I try not to be."
"You succeed."
"Thank you...but...to kidnap my mom just so he could make me watch her die? He...he targeted Uraraka too...she was the first friend I made that wasn't you."
"He knew you care about her. The Necromancer was a bitter, selfish, perverted psychopath that at the end of the day, no matter how much he claimed to uphold Valentine's beliefs, just wanted to see the world burn." Johnny said, staring at the sunset. "He is gone though, it's not like he survived through the eye, it's just a copy of his consciousness, not the real deal. Don't feel bad for feeling angry, if anything, you should just let it out."
"I don't want to turn into something I'm not." Izuku said, sitting next to his childhood friend. "I want to be the hero who smiles...but the Necromancer just brought out this...rage in me."
"Like I said before, everyone has a dark side." Johnny patted Izuku on the shoulder. "Doesn't make you a bad person."
Izuku nodded, and stood up, looking out towards the horizon. "I do, and I'm aware of it now. All my life, I thought that there was only good and evil, black and white...but this isn't that kind of world. Everyone is just a different shade of grey, even All Might, the man I idolize, isn't perfect. We all have to make sacrifices, we all have to do things that we aren't proud of.
I've finally come to terms with it...the truth about this grey world. I'm...not the same person that I was when we started this journey. If someone like Santana or the Necromancer comes again...I won't hold back."
Izuku turned around, only to find Johnny in tears.
"JOJO?!"
"I-I'm sorry...*sniff*...I just...when the hell did you grow up?"
"What is that supposed to mean?!"
"You've matured. You aren't the same bright eyed little quirkless boy that I used to stand in front of...*sniff*...you've just grown so much..."
Izuku felt tears coming to his eyes too. "You don't need to stand in front of me anymore JoJo...because now I'm beside you. Those dreams we planned out as kids...we're gonna make them happen, no matter what!"
"I'm so proud of you, Izuku Midoriya...you have no idea how much."
Johnny pulled Izuku into a hug, and the two just stood like that for quite a while, just holding each other.
"Remember...in the Sports Festival...when you started beating the crap out of me?"
"I remember your ass in my face."
"Hehehehehe...that speech you gave me, about hunger, I've taken it to heart you know. Johnny...All Might may have been my idol, but you were always my inspiration. Now...I can hunger...for the both of us." Izuku hugged his childhood friend tighter as he could feel Johnny's emotions coming to the forefront. "I know you don't really doubt your worth anymore...but just in case those doubts ever come back."
"Izuku...you were my hero back then, did I ever tell you that? The only reason I didn't give up is because I'd always have you to talk to...Kyoka may have been the one who saved me from Cummings, but you were the one that kept me going. I owe you double what you owe me."
Izuku nodded into his shoulder. "I guess we both really didn't think that much of ourselves, huh?"
"This whole group didn't. Kyoka, YaoMomo, Katsuki, well...Gyro had different problems, that man has zero self esteem issues. We all kind of found each other, this big group of broken kids...putting each other back together."
"Yeah, I think that about sums it up."
"So...Izuku, what is happening between you and Uraraka? I don't want to go all Ashido on you...but..."
"I-It's nothing! Sh-she's j-just a g-good f-friend."
"Your stutter is back."
"Y-you're p-putting m-me on the spot!"
"That implies you have something to hide."
"JOJO!"
"Holy...you are not Mr. Joestar..." Diego said, poking Joseph in the chest.
"It's been a while, Diego!"
"What the bloody hell happened?! Why are you British now?! Only I can be British!"
"Yes Diego, you're the only person in the entire world that can come from the UK." Hot Pants retorted.
They all walked into the living room, only to find Kyoka holding Pluck, staring at it intently.
"Uh...Jiro?"
"Huh? Oh! Sorry...I wanted to check something..."
"What's wrong?" Diego asked.
"...Mr. Joestar, how do you give someone the ability to use Hamon? Exposure?" Kyoka asked, running a hand over Pluck's blade, she almost looked scared.
"Er...no, usually someone has to activate it, what is this about?" Joseph asked.
"I think...using Pluck...might've done something to me." Kyoka admitted. "I think...I think I can use Hamon...my own Hamon."
Joseph sat down beside her. "You did cling to that pillar..."
"Yes, but how?! There were so many other things too, Santana couldn't eat me, I can feel Johnny's...I...am I really starting to develop Hamon potential, or are these things just me freaking out?" Kyoka asked, looking Joseph in the eye, desperate to hear his answer.
"...Yes, you probably are."
Kyoka looked down and frowned, tapping her jacks together. "I was afraid you'd say that..."
"Why?"
"I've had my jacks since birth...I've just become so used to them, but this is a whole different set of abilities. It's unfamiliar territory, and...what if Hamon affects my jacks in a way I don't like? This could change the way my body works...forever." Kyoka looked at Joseph again. "I'm scared...should I take this step, or not?"
Diego and Hot Pants looked at each other, and then Diego spoke up. "You speak of change as if it were a bad thing."
"I'm not talking about a change in mindset, this could change everything about my fighting style, my quirk, everything..."
"Hamon doesn't affect quirks, if anything it enhances them."
Kyoka looked towards Joseph. "Really?"
"Yes, we discovered that when I was teaching Aizawa the basics." Joseph replied. "You see, I'm not really supposed to tell you this...but he can open his eyes, just a little bit. Hamon actually increased the duration he can use his quirk without blinking."
"WHOA, HOLD UP!" Kyoka put her hands up. "AIZAWA CAN SEE?!"
"Only for short periods of time!" Joseph was quick to defend himself. "We didn't want to get anyone's hopes up!"
"TELL GYRO AT LEAST! OR ASHIDO! You know how Aizawa getting hurt affected them!"
"I know! We weren't sure if it was a temporary fluke or not. Anyway, we're getting off topic...Hamon won't damage your quirk, you have nothing to worry about."
Kyoka looked at her jacks. "What would it do then?"
"Well, what we have here is interesting. With your ability to produce sound, you could probably have a unique variation of Hamon. Hamon normally doesn't travel through sound, but since it's coming from your body..."
"Sound Hamon?" Kyoka said, curious. "I could invent a whole new thing..."
"Exactly, this isn't something to be worried about Jiro, if anything, you could change the way Hamon and Spin works entirely."
Kyoka examined her jacks.
"Yeah...it's just...if exposure alone isn't enough to give someone Hamon...how the hell did I end up with it?"
"Well, that's actually pretty simple. You can't use someone else's Hamon without them letting you."
"So...oh, Jonathan Joestar did this." Kyoka said, her eyes wide. "He must've actually been there...he...he activated the Hamon within me...but why?"
"Jonathan..." Diego muttered, looking at the sword. "You said that you were in the middle of a speech when you tapped into the Hamon, right? What if...what if he heard you, and..."
"What was it about?" Hot Pants asked.
"Beru...the person I was fighting, asked me why I wanted to be a hero. She had earned my respect, so I decided to tell her." Kyoka said. "I said that I wanted to make even the most damaged of people smile...like how I helped Johnny get out from under Cummings...and then it happened."
"It came straight from the heart, didn't it?" Joseph asked.
"Well yeah, I told her the truth."
"That sounds like something Jonathan would be proud of. Don't you see? He saw that you had a noble heart, and that's when he chose to help you, to empower you. He must've seen something great in you..."
"Wow..." Kyoka said, the weight of what she was just told had finally dawned on her. "So...I basically got Jonathan Joestar's seal of approval?"
"If there was any doubt that you're going to be a part of this family, I would throw it out the window." Joseph said, putting a reassuring hand on Kyoka's shoulder. "Because Jonathan wouldn't have done that for just anyone."
Kyoka looked over the blade again, and then handed it to Diego. "Now it's your turn."
Diego nodded, handling Pluck. "Here I thought it wasn't working because I'm a Brando...I just have to discover the person I'm going to be...and that person has to be the best me. I have to be a man that Jonathan is willing to help..."
"Well, I'd say you might already be there."
"Not quite, I still need to finish off my father." Diego said, looking out to the horizon. "Then I can decide where my life goes from there..."
"Yeah..."
All For One sat in his cell, smiling to himself.
Tomura is progressing quite well...Santana doesn't realize he's adding fuel to the fire, even after I blatantly told him! Thanks to the doctor, our immortal friend has gone back to being a puppet.
This is going much better than anticipated.
"All For One...the Warden would like to visit you."
"Sure, let her in."
A figure appeared in the doorway...a figure that was definitely not the woman All For One was used to.
"Well...I'm actually surprised, well done!" All For One said, his smile never wavering. "I thought you were going straight for Tomura."
Santana stepped up to the glass. "I could kill you right now..."
"How did you do it? How did you take over Tarturus Prison?"
"I didn't. I struck a deal with the old Warden, a deal that I could have free access and Warden-esque privileges...in exchange for some information."
"Like what?" All For One said, still smiling.
"Like the 57 operatives you have within the prison walls...all named, all dead." Santana took great satisfaction in watching All For One's face slowly turn into a frown. "It was actually 57 people, wasn't it?"
"..."
"Not so confident now, are you? They were your backup plan in case Shigaraki couldn't do it, right? 57...if even one of them was still around, they could get you free, but now none of them are."
"I see, now only Tomura can free me. It's clear that I have underestimated your intelligence, I don't know how you managed to pinpoint all 57..."
"Hard work, determination, and a whole lot of interrogation."
"You know I threatened most of them into serving me, right? They were essentially my victims."
"They died for their cowardice." Santana replied. "Shigaraki will not be freeing you, because I will kill him before he can even make an attempt. As far as I'm concerned...you're going to rot in here."
"This isn't the first time I've been in a pinch, Santana."
"It will be the last." Santana began walking away. "I have tolerated your presence for long enough...you and your pet hobo have gone too far this time."
"Don't underestimate Tomura."
"I won't... I'll give him everything I got."
All For One continued to frown as Santana exited the room. The Pillar Man looked disheveled, depressed...
Serious.
This...might actually be starting to become a problem...
"Alright Kyoka...take my hand."
"A-alright..." Kyoka reached out and entwined her fingers with Johnny's, so that their palms were touching.
"Easy...breathing is important for using Hamon." Johnny said, pushing a strand of hair away from her face with his finger. "Just breathe."
"I'm...a little scared JoJo..."
"Put your jack on my chest." Kyoka did as she was asked, and Johnny put a hand to it. "You hear my heartbeat?"
"It's one of my favorite sounds..."
"Focus on it, and and listen to my breathing too. You're a musician, so finding a rhythm should be a cakewalk for you, right? Just follow the rhythm of my breathing..."
Kyoka closed her eyes, and put her forehead against Johnny's, slowly finding the rhythm. "This is just so new...it's just this big change and...I can't help but be a little frightened by it."
"It's a big step for you...I know, but you need to have faith...that it's the step in the right direction."
The two just stayed that way, as Johnny began to glow.
"JoJo?"
"Hm?"
"I'm glad you're the one teaching me this...it feels so...intimate, it would've just been weird with anyone else."
"You wouldn't have been so close to anyone else, I think this was the best way to teach you."
"I'm not complaining."
"Kyoka..."
"Hm?"
"I can feel your Hamon..."
Kyoka opened her eyes, looking straight into Johnny's. "What does it feel like?"
"It's...warm, comforting..."
"That's how I feel when I feel yours."
"Interesting."
"I wonder what a Hamon kiss feels like?"
"Think we'd explode?"
"I hope not...but at least I'd be spontaneously combusting with you."
"You're weird."
Kyoka giggled. "You're one to talk."
"You're also glowing."
"So it's working...I can feel it, as though my soul is on fire...but not the bad kind of fire, you know?"
"Yeah I do...you wanna try that Hamon kiss?"
"Of course, dummy."
They leaned in and pressed their lips together, and the yellow energy began swirling around them, almost as if it were a dance. The vines of the pillars of the balcony they were on began sprouting a variety of flowers, it was all so-
BOOM!
"WAAAAAAAAAGH!" The couple separated out of fear, before they both realized that the explosion didn't come from them.
Katsuki Bakugo was leaning in the doorway, one hand smoking, with a smug grin on his face. "That was payback for making me look bad on the pillar...idiots."
"Bakugooooo..." Kyoka shakily raised her fist. "I'm gonna put your ferret rodent looking ass IN A FUCKIN' CRATE! YOU JACKASS!"
"BRING IT ON EARS!"
"I WILL PLUCK EVERY SINGLE HAIR OUT OF YOUR HEAD, MELT YOU DOWN, AND TURN YOU INTO A FUCKING NECKLACE!" Kyoka yelled, chasing after a cackling Bakugo.
Johnny watched his girlfriend chase down his old childhood friend, and he couldn't help but smile.
Those two are actually getting along, huh?
It's almost like he's the old Katsuki again...
Welp...that's the chapter.
I'm actually planning another chapter for tomorrow...
For the...
ONE...
YEAR...
ANNIVERSARY!
I have been writing this story for a WHOLE YEAR! SOON TO BE 115 CHAPTERS!
HOLY SHIT.