The following video shows Moonseed's escape from the Yokohama Landmark Tower where he has apparently been hiding out since his escape. The videos were taken from the hotel security cameras and the cellphones of Sho Ito, who was blogging at the time, and a Miss Macey Farmer, an American tourist who was staying at the hotel at the time with her friend Amy Carter.
Video Numbers: 002 - 006
Title: Break Over
Collective Video length: 12 minutes 30 seconds
Video Date: 8/30/2101
Location: Yokohama Landmark Tower
Moonseed current age: 27
-Video Start-
Video one starts with security camera 240 spotting a disguised Moonseed moving down the hotel stairs until he reaches the 69th floor. Once there, he enters the elevator and exits onto the bottom floor. At the same time, security camera 07 shows pro heroes Saiko Intelli and Kaoruko Awata - hero names IQ and Bubble Girl, respectively. The two heroes had been holding a seminar about hero duty at the tower at the time Moonseed was spotted. The two heroes converse and mingle with the crowd in the main lobby for 3 minutes. During this time, Moonseed exits the elevator and sees the two heroes. The villain pulls his hat lower on his head and attempts to make it to the main doors.
He makes it about halfway before a slightly intoxicated Farmer stumbles into him and attempts to have him take photos with her and her friend. Moonseed seems to resist at first, but Farmer seems to stumble, causing both of them to fall. This attracts the attention of IQ, who goes over to see if everyone is alright. Once on her feet again, Farmer - who is at this point hanging off of Moonseed - asks IQ to take a photo with them. IQ agrees and moves to the other side of Moonseed, who is at this point trying to get Farmer Off of him. A picture is taken by Farmer's friend Amy Carter, who requested to be in the next photo. A total of 6 more photos are taken until IQ is taking a picture of Farmer, Moonseed, and Carter. Before this picture can be taken, Farmer takes off Moonseed's hat and puts it on her head, which reveals his iconic orb-shaped hair.
Both Moonseed and IQ go still for a moment before IQ reaches for her communicator. Moonseed retaliates by spin-kicking the hero in the head, sending her stumbling to the ground. Bubble Girl notices and goes running over to help, but Moonseed draws a pistol and fires into the ground, causing civilians to panic and run around the lobby. Moonseed then grabs Farmer and takes her hostage, placing the gun to her stomach for a moment before throwing her onto IQ. During this chaos, Farmer grabs her phone from the ground and starts recording. Moonseed runs for the door, stepping over the recovering IQ and stealing Carter's purse as he does so.
The video changes to Camera 03 as Moonseed exits from the front door and heads for the closest motorcycle. Once he reaches the vehicle, he points his gun at the driver, forcing them off before he gets on it and drives off. Bubble Girl, who had just reached IQ, calls for hero assistance and gives a description as IQ runs to her motorcycle and gives chase to the villain.
The video changes to the footage recovered from Marcy Farmer's phone. The camera shakes for several seconds before the woman calms her nerves and turns to her friend and Bubble Girl, who was still calling for hero assistance.
"Well, that was crazy, right?" Farmer asks Amy.
"He stole my purse," is Amy's only reply as she glares at the door where Moonseed escaped.
The sound of an approaching engine can be heard outside. The footage blurs as Bubble Girl tackles Farmer out of the way, but the camera is able to catch the front of Moonseed's stolen motorcycle as he rides back into the hotel chased by a yellow spiral of energy.
From the ground, the camera follows the villain as he forces the motorcycle to do a wheelie to avoid hitting some civilians.
"BADASS COMING THROUGH, FUCKING MOVE!" Moonseed yells to the parting crowd as he maneuvers the motorcycle through the lobby and to the stairs. Nejire Hado - hero name Twister - lands in the hotel and gives pursuit using yellow spiral shockwaves from her hands to propel herself after the villain.
Subsequent footage is from security cameras showing Twister chase Moonseed up the stairs. Twister is unable to get a clear shot due to the heavy presence of civilians. On the 40th floor, Twister finally fires a shockwave that hits Moonseed and blasts him off the motorcycle.
Moonseed is sent flying off into a wall and lands on the floor, apparently unconscious. As Twister approaches, Moonseed suddenly rolls onto his back, firing his pistol and hitting Twister in the hip. As the hero stumbles back, he fires on her three more times, hitting her twice in the shoulder and missing once before he jumps to his feet and runs down the east hallway of the 40th floor. Twister gives chase but is heavily impaired by her injuries. Eventually, Bubble Girl catches up to Twister, who starts to perform first aid.
The scene splits between two security cameras. The first one shows Moonseed running down the hallway. As he goes, he starts to pull off his shirt and stuffs it in his backpack. As he runs, a purple substance starts to grow from his exposed skin about half an inch thick, only leaving his face exposed. Camera 2 shows IQ along with 3 police officers waiting on a balcony on the 41st floor. IQ takes one of the officer's guns and fires twice through the window of the adjacent hallway as Moonseed runs past. Both shots hit the villain in the legs. Moonseed screams and falls. One of the officers reads off Moodseed's location as IQ yells for his surrender. Moonseed put his hand on his head, appearing to surrender before giving IQ a middle finger and throwing himself out of the broken window.
The footage changes to different security cameras briefly to show Moonseed falling to the ground floor. While falling, the villain pulls a black orb from his head and places it under his feet. When the villain hits the ground floor, he lands on the orb, which sends him rocking in the air at a slight angle, sending the villain smashing through the window of the 69th floor's west hallway.
Moonseed smashes into the ceiling of the hallway before bouncing off of it and seeming to get the wind knocked out of him. IQ leads the cops to staircase B. Moonseed rises to his feet and stumbles to the same staircase and heads for the roof.
The scene changes to the roof of the building where Sho Ito was blogging about his stay at the tower.
"—and this is the Yokohama Randomaku Tawa," he said, grinning at the phone. "second tallest building and 4th tallest structure in Japan." He moves to the edge to show the drop to the group. "With 73 floors and at 972 ft, this place has it all wi—" Ito is interrupted by Moonseed's entry onto the roof. Ito turns his camera to show Moonseed, whose skin is covered in a thick purple substance. This is believed to be the hair covering his body manipulated by his quirk and used as a full body shield.
Moonseed regards Ito for a moment before firing down the stairs and running towards the edge. He pauses to put away his firearm and throws one of his orbs downward to stick to the side of the tower about a yard down. Once it sticks, he turns to Ito, flips off the cameras, and jumps off the ledge. Ito moves to the edge and looks down, watching the villain fall till he lands on the orb and launches horizontally away from the building. The villain lands on the roof of a nearby building using another orb to launch himself from building to building until he is out of sight.
-video end-
-picture of written document-
Date: 8/30/2101
Title: What a Fine Cluster Fuck of a Mourning
Currently writing this shit on an old burger wrapper. Let me just start with FUCK everyone I met today. Fuck those tourists for stopping me, fuck Saiko for recognizing me, fuck Bubble girl even though she didn't do much, and a double fuck you to Nejire, who for some reason decided that today was the day to fly by the Yokohama Tower. Also, fuck her for chasing me up the stairs, almost giving me a concussion, and making me waste bullets on her. Also, did I say fuck Saiko yet? Because fuck her again for having the cops fire squad me. Should have shot that bitch in the tits is what I should have done. The only good thing that came from this is that I grabbed one of those tourist's purses during the crapstorm. Which means I got to see the news talk about how I "attacked" the tower. Because you know, a one-armed man trying to ride a motorcycle away from the #12 pro hero is obviously malicious.
Now that complaint is done, let me explain why I'm gonna fucking die. Most of you are thinking it's because I got shot a couple times, and you're sorta right. Grape skin works the same way the hair on my head works. It grows out from my body, and I can throw it at people. Using it as bullet proof armor came as a cool side effect. We learned it could do that when Jackson figured out my hair could catch a bullet. The problem is it has the same drawbacks as my head hair does, meaning that if I use it too much, I start to bleed. Still wouldn't be a problem if I hadn't just escaped from prison, lost an arm and 40 pounds, and spent days out in the rain. So in total, my quirk is not at its best, and now almost 80% of my skin is bleeding, including my head since I used a compact grape. All in all, I might die from bleeding out or worse, get an infection…so that's gonna be fun.
Inventory: 1 backpack filled with 3 more clips and all the clothing I could fit in it.
Good news: I have a fucking phone and money, and Jackson taught me how to tamper with them so they can't be tracked.
Bad news: I'm stuck in a gutter in Yokohama, and I've kicked the mother of all beehives that is the hero association.
P.S. Time to call Jackson. I don't think it can get any fucking worse for me at this point…. I'm gonna take that back before fucking Deku drops in.
-doc end-
After the test, the day was pretty much over. The class made it to the end of the seminar just in time to be told it was time to go home.
"We shouldn't have bothered. Freaking waste of time," I groaned as I walked out of the auditorium.
"Probably would have been boring anyway," Sero said, stretching his back. "Well, I got nothing else to do today. What about you?"
"Gonna go to the nurse then… I don't know." Going home this early is a no, but I was still getting used to being in the past.
"Well, if you don't have anything else to do, want to hang out?"
"Like at your house?"
"Nah, I got nothing to do there, How about the arcade?"
"Can't. Got no money."
"Actually, you do," he countered, pointing at Bakugo down the hall.
"As a matter of fact, you're right." I grinned as I started walking over to the explosive boy. "Yo, Firecracker."
"What is it, Grapestain?" he growled as he grabbed his bag.
"I believe you owe me some money."
"You cheated."
"It's not cheating to know the odds are in your favor. If Deku had been useless, then he would have been expelled. You can ask Eraserhead if you don't believe me." He still looked like he wanted to throw me into a woodchipper, but to his credit, he pulled out a 20 dollar bill and shoved it into my hands.
"Fine. Take it and get out of my face!" And with that, he walked off, probably to go yell at Midoriya more.
"Alright, now I got money. Meet you outside in 10 minutes?" I asked as I looked over the money.
"Yeah, see ya then," Sero responded with a wave before walking off.
Going to the arcade with a friend, I mused to myself as I went in search of the nurse's office. Already more popular than I was in my first life. Well, that's not exactly true. Me and Denki hung out a lot, and he was my best friend. We just never went to the arcade or anything like that. Most of the time, we read manga together or watched a movie. Well, that was before second year when he started officially dating Jiro, who didn't really like me for obvious reasons. Bros before hoes only lasts until one of the bros actually gets a hoe. I shook my head, pushing away unwanted thoughts as I walked up to Recovery Girl's room.
"Recovery Girl, are you in here?" I asked as I opened the door.
"One second, young man," the medical hero replied. "There's someone already here," she stated, pointing to Izuku Midoriya, who was marveling at his healed finger. "Now, as I was saying, if you keep getting injured and use up too much of your body's energy to regenerate, you'll just end up dying anyway."
"I'll die anyway?" Midoriya squeaked in terror. I always wondered about that. What counts as energy her quirk can use? Fat? Or just vitality?
"Oh, excuse me." I blinked when I realized Midoriya was looking down at me, waiting for me to move out of the way.
"Oh, sorry," I said, stepping to the left so he could move past. "Have a nice day, Midoriya. Don't let Bakugo get on your case so much." The green-haired boy gave me a confused look before nodding and walking away. Was it too soon to talk about that? I shook my head, then turned to Recovery Girl.
"What seems to be the problem?" she asked, looking down at me from her seat.
"My head is hurting from a side effect of my quirk. I also have some questions on how far the hero's health care goes." I extended a hand and held in a shiver as her lips extended a full freaking foot to kiss my hand. I shuddered as a wave of tiredness hit me. I couldn't tell if that meant I had been hurt more than I thought, or if my body didn't have that much energy to begin with.
"Now, what were your questions?"
"How do I explain this?" I clicked my tongue a couple times before continuing. "I require certain supplements because of quirk genetics from my father's side." The nurse looked at me for a few moments before pulling out a binder and starting to flip through it.
"And what exactly would you need?" she asked me, eyes still glued to the binder.
"Stuff with large amounts of calcium and protein. That'll increase the production of somatotropin and help the growth of my thyroid gland," I rattled off, trying to remember everything Jackson said when he explained it. I'd have to search the vault later and make sure I got everything. I might also ask for something to lower my sex drive, but I'm pretty sure that would get fixed up with a normal size body.
"Well, you're well informed with what you're on," she replied as she skimmed the binder. "Do you have any medical records to go with this?"
"No, my dad told me," I lied.
"Really? Cause I'm holding your medical files, and they don't say anything about your father at all. In fact, it just has 'unknown' where his name would be." She raised an eyebrow. "Something you're leaving out?
"You have no idea." I blinked when I realized I had said that out loud. Fuck this body. "What I meant to say is that I found my dad. He and mom are separated and were never married so we don't have his quirk history. Also my mom doesn't know I know my dad." The perfect lie is the one you don't even have to tell.
"Can you give me your father's contact number then?" At my look, she straightened her shoulder. "I can't just give a student a high amount of hormones without confirming," she told me.
I guess that was fair. Honestly, I hadn't talked to enough doctors to know the procedure to call her out on it.
"Uh, sure. Let me just call him real quick, I bet he can send it over to you." I said, giving a smile I didn't feel. Pulling out my phone, I put in a number that the original me wouldn't know for six years. Thankfully, phone numbers are one of the things that are rarely changed by time travel. I let out a sigh of relief as the line started to ring, only to remember that I was calling my dad. Any feeling of relief went out the window.
"Hello?" A gruff voice came from the phone, causing me to catch my breath. He sounded just like when I met him at the funeral.
"Hey, Mister Mineta." I stomped down the wobble in my voice and stood up straighter. "I'm Mineta Minoru, your son with Murasakino Jushi." The sound of the phone hanging up didn't surprise me nearly as much as it should have, but it did hurt.
Recovery Girl's wide eyes confirmed that she heard it as well. "My dad was busy," I lied blatantly, rubbing an itch in my eye. Damn it. "I'll go to his house and get the paper for you to see. Will that be enough?"
"Yes, that's fine," she replied, and I hated the sympathy I could hear in her voice.
"Well, if you excuse me, I'll be going then," I said, turning and marching out of the room. As I walked down the stairs, it actually assured me that this was a good thing. In the past, I never really got to settle things with dear old dad, since I only really learned about him in America. Now we could have a real heart to heart, some true intimate father son bonding time.
- -/~/-
It was probably a relapse that my first thought when it came to my father was murder, but it's literally been a long day surrounded by people that had been trying to kill or arrest me for a decade. At this point, I deserved to be allowed to fantasize about it. I already thought of how to do it. Blow darts were easy to make, and Japan had a couple venomous snakes. The hardest part would be getting to him.
"Dude, where have you been?" Sero asked, shaking me from my thoughts. Oh yeah, we were going to the arcade. "Something happen with the nurse?"
"She wanted me to stay behind a little longer to make sure I was fine," I said. "Hey man, something came up, I'm no-" My words died in my throat as I noticed the two people behind Sero.
"Oh, this is Eijiro Kirishima and Denki Kaminari. I asked if they wanted to join as well." He motioned to the two before frowning at me. "Is that a problem?"
"No, no." I shook my head to clear my thoughts before turning to the two boys. "Mineta Minoru, nice to meet ya."
"Nice to meet you as well," Eijiro said, crushing my hand in his grip and pumping it. I tried to match his intensity but again - stupidly weak body. When he released my hand, I shook it before holding it out to Denki for a fist bump. He grinned and completed the fist bump, raising an eyebrow as I pulled it back and made half of a hand sign.
"Sorry," I started, realizing what I was doing. "Secret handshake I used to do with a friend. Guess it's instinct."
"It looked cool," he said, looking at my hand and trying to mimic it. "Teach it to me some time?"
"Sure, sure."
"Alright now, let's get a move on," Eijiro said, pointing off into the distance. "Fun awaits."
"Actually, something came up, so I-"
"Come on," Denki cut me off, patting me on the shoulder. "You can't keep us waiting and then flake out. We're classmates; we might as well get to know each other."
"Yeah, alright." I nodded as Denki pushed me forward to catch up with the other two.
The next 10 minutes were a rather quiet walk to the bus station where I stayed behind the rest of the group, continuing my own thoughts while they talked about the current anime. This worked pretty well, since I had a metric fuck ton of shit to think about. Mainly how to get my broke ass to the Hiroshima prefecture before dad decided it was time to leave the country.
We made it onto the bus, and the close proximity reminded Denki that I was there. What followed was awkward silence as he started to ask me about myself and what I liked and I scrambled to try and remember what media was around at this time. After I mentioned the sequel to One Piece being canceled and he looked at me like I was crazy, I decided that one word responses would have to serve for now. I would have loved to just go into my head and focus on more important things like trying to figure out how to ambush my dad, but Denki seemed determined to drag me into the conversation, and damn it, I couldn't ignore him.
"Where are you from?" Denki asked.
"The Kanagawa Prefecture."
"What school did you go to?"
"Numama Junior High School."
"Haven't heard of it, what was it like?" The image of being smashed head first into a locker briefly flashed through my head, then the image of nearly being drowned in a toilet.
"Lovely."
"Any cute girls there?"
"Not the guy to ask, Denki," Sero said, disengaging from whatever manga he was talking to Eijiro about.
"So you're just assuming I'm gay now?" I turned to regard the lanky boy. "You know the saying about assuming, right?"
"Am I wrong?"
"Indeed you are. Even gay people can still find the other sex beautiful or nice to look at."
"That's not what I'm-"
"Now that I think about it," I cut Sero off, "do any of you guys stay in touch with anyone from your old schools?"
"Of course," Denki said, while Sero nodded in agreement.
"Ashido went to my school," Kirishima replied.
Oh right, Ashido in my life again…fuck.
"The pink hotty? Lucky! What's she like?" Denki exclaimed.
"Cheerful, social, little bit invasive, smart, and-" I strangled the scoff coming from my mouth, turning it into a cough, which earned a confused look from Kirishima. "What?"
"Nothing," I waved a hand before hitting my chest a couple times. "Frog stuck in my throat."
"Didn't know you and Tsuyu were that close." Denki chuckled, earning a punch in the knee from me.
"Midoriya and I live semi close, but besides that, I don't think anyone knows each other—wait no, Iida and Ojiro both lived in Tokyo, so they might know each other…. at least I think I heard them talking about that," I added the second part, remembering that I shouldn't know where all my classmates lived on day one.
"Do you know Bakugo?" Sero asked.
"Haven't seen him before today, why ya ask?"
"You seem to not get along with him."
"By that logic, so does Iida."
"We've known Iida for a day, and we already know that he's a little strict," Kirshima pointed out. "You seemed to be sick of him right off the bat."
"He seems like the type of person that needs to be humbled."
"He seems like a manly man," Kirishima said.
"You would think that. And anyway, before you guys start on with the "you should give him a chance" speech, Momo already did it." I crossed my arms. "If he gets off the high horse, I'll keep the bickering to a min."
"Because Momo asked you to?" Denki asked with a grin on his face.
"No." I shook my head.
"I can tell you're lying," he replied in a sing-song voice, which worried me, because I actually had been.
"You've known me for a day, how can you tell?"
He shrugged at my question. "I don't know, I can just tell." Wasn't sure if I should be impressed or worried that he was able to understand me half an hour into meeting me.
"Hey, this is our stop." Sero pointed out a window and pulled the cord, asking the bus to stop.
Once we were off the bus, it was a 40 minute walk to the arcade. Let me start by saying that the first arcade I ever went to was in America. Mom didn't give me money, and the money I did manage went to manga and games I could take home. Because of that, my first sight of an arcade was a small relic of a building with some old racing games. So yeah, my expectations were low. Even so, what I wasn't expecting was a multi-story building with an inside Ferris Wheel.
"20 bucks will get us here?" I asked, eyes wide as they roamed the interior. It was easier to say what games this place didn't seem to have. I also spied a shopping mall and fair rides.
"Actually, it's 10, though it's only for this week," Sero replied, showing his student ID to the lady at the front desk. "The towns closest to the hero schools usually do deals like this for students on certain days."
"Really? That's so manly!" Kirshima exclaimed, showing his card as well.
"I see some American games too …is that a virtual shooting range? Hey, does this place have a ticket system?"
"I think so." As soon as Sero said that, I flashed my card to the lady and started to make my way to the range. "Careful, it's hard. You're gonna waste all your money on one game."
"Actually, I'm wasting your money. You're paying, remember!?" I chuckled as I grabbed the gun handle from its stand and put the goggles on. Handle feel, decent enough, though it's a little too light for my taste. I grinned as holographic figures started to appear on my display. As fun as this could be, this wasn't time to play. This was a perfect chance to see how much my skill with firearms has been passed over to this stupid body.
"Oh my god, I suck!" I growled, covering my face with my hands.
"You got the seventh highest score, how is that sucking?" Sero exclaimed, pointing to the amount of tickets in my hand.
"Because everyone else that played that game probably never held a gun in their life before." Fucking was expecting recoil as well. My fault for expecting a game to have realistic physics! Honestly, if they hadn't pulled me from that machine to try other rides, games, and to eat, I would have stayed there till it was closing time. Honestly, I was planning to come back later and beat the number one score.
"You've fired guns before?" Denki asked, eating the bitch of all American food known as cotton candy. "I've never even seen one that wasn't with a cop, how you manage that?"
Yeah, Minoru, who can't keep his fucking mouth shut, how did you mange to fire a gun at 14 in the nation of Japan? "Shooting range. My grandpa has someone there that let me go try one." Not a total lie. Jackson did know my grandpa and had taught me how to shoot at a shooting range…just not in Japan, and if Gramps had known who Jackson was, he would have put a bullet in his head.
"That's awesome," Kirishima exclaimed, holding a Red Riot action figure under his arm. "What's it like firing a real gun?"
"Terrifying at first, then a sort of invigorating feeling." I clenched my hand and remembered the Glock 18 that had been my first. "Anyway, Kaminari, I didn't know you could dance so well."
"I used to play those games all the time; it's one of my favorites," Denki said. "Hey Sero, where's the prize deck? I want to see what I can buy."
"Over there across from the hook machines." Denki went running off in the direction Sero pointed. When he was out of sight, he turned to me. "How much money you got left?" I checked my pocket.
"12 for the shooting range and 8 for food, got 2 left." My eyes trailed to the hook machines "Anything good in those?"
"Yeah, the tech ones have phones and tablets and all that."
"Winner, winner, chicken dinner," I stated, turning and walking to the machine.
"What?" Kirishima asked as he and Sero followed.
"American phrase," I said, looking over the row of four machines. Two 2 claw and one 3claw and four claw. I instantly disregarded the four and two claws as being too hard and focused on the third one to see if there was anything I knew I could win.
"Don't bother, man, these games are rigged," Kirishima said, shaking his head as I put a coin in the machine.
"Watch the master." I grinned as I moved my hands around, testing the hook's response time. Honestly, these were one of the easy ways to get phones and other electronics on the down low. Of course, breaking the machine was easier, but winning them honestly was satisfying too.
"No way," Sero said, watching with wide eyes as the hook latched onto a phone case with relative ease.
"Never underestimate me." I grinned as the phone moved over to the drop box only for it to suddenly drop from the hook before it reached the target. "What?"
"Told you it was rigged," Kirishima said, patting me on the shoulder.
"Bet your 5 bucks I'll get the next one," I offered, already putting the next coin in.
"Don't do it," Sero warned.
"You're on," Kirishima replied, ignoring a groan from Sero.
With a grin on my face, I moved to grab the joystick for a couple of seconds then pushed it up 3 times then down 3 times.
"What are you doing?" Kirishima asked.
Holding up a hand to stall him, I toggled it left, right, up, and down. Pressed the button that makes the crane rise and fall three times and then finished by putting a quarter in.
"Is that a good luck charm?" Sero asked, watching as I moved the control to a game console.
"Yeah, I do it when I need to win," I said with a grin, watching it grab the box. Claw machines have a maintenance mode for workers to test it. Basically a free win when it's on that mode. I wouldn't have used it, but i\I believed the game might be rigged with how the claw randomly loosened when I got close to winning. "And that five dollars," I exclaimed as the box fell perfectly into the hole.
"Damnit," Kirishima growls, handing me the money.
"You got to know the game," I said, looking around to see if any employee was coming to investigate yet. Honestly, it depended on how often the code was put in. In some cases, they might not even notice. "Well, while I'm here, might as well see how many I can win." I handed my tickets to Kirishima. "Hey dude, can you go see if the ticket desk has any bags or backpacks? If they do, get two, and fill one up with as many drinks and snacks that can fit in it, and keep the rest of the tickets."
"Sweet." With a nod, he left, and I turned to look at Sero. "Can you get me mochi? I'll pay you back later."
"Sure." Once he was far enough, I put the code in again and sent that hook to grab the phone and ran to do the same thing to the other claws. One of my favorite acronyms of F.E.A.R - flamboyant enjoyment achieving revenue.
-Hanta Sero-
"Hey guys, over here." I waved my hand to bring Kirishima and Kaminari's attention to where I was sitting.
"Where's Mineta?" Kaminari asked, sitting by me at the table.
"Last time I saw him, he was about to raise hell on the claw machine."
"Dude hustled me out of 5 dollars," Kirishima muttered as he joined us.
"So what do you guys think of him?"
Kaminari shrugged. "He's a little quiet and a bit snarky, but he seems like a good dude." I nodded along.
"He also has a crush on you." Kaminari paused at my words and slowly turned to look at me.
"What?"
"Yeah, I'm 99% percent sure he does. He was staring at you all throughout the bus ride and really only talked to you."
"I'm pretty sure he was trying to be polite. He didn't seem to even want to talk to me."
"Obviously, because he was shy. And remember, he wasn't even going to come before you said something. The second he saw you were coming, he followed us along."
"That doesn't mean anything," Kaminari exclaimed, shaking his head. "Besides, we don't even know if he's gay."
"My best guess is that he's flamboyant straight or possibly bi," Kirishima said.
"Let's have Denki ask him," I offered. "You can apparently tell if he's lying, and he seemed to be the most open with you."
Kaminari scratched the back of his neck. "I'd rather not put him on the spot like that. He might be redirecting because something happened."
"Pretty sure he is doing it to mildly screw with me."
"Possibly."
"He's coming," Kirishima stated, pointing at the purple teen running in our direction.
"Hey Mineta, over here." I waved my arm to get his attention but didn't have to bother. The grape-haired boy was already running toward the group holding a large collection of boxes in front of him, even having some of them stuck to his hair.
"How many did you win?" Kaminari asked in shock.
"He was hustling me!" Kirishima explained.
"Hey guys, who wants phones?" Mineta asked as he screeched to a halt in front of us. "Pick a phone, any phone. Hey, I uh looked at the time and realized that I had to get going like, right now."
"Yeah, it's getting pretty late for me as well." Kaminari checked his phone before his eyes trailed back to the pile of prizes. "I'll take an iPad X2, if you don't mind."
"Nah, nah, go ahead, everyone take one. Just leave the laptop, I only won one." Mineta didn't even seem to be paying attention to them. He was looking around for something or someone. "Sero, mochi please." He opened his mouth and leaned towards me, saying ahh and waiting.
"This isn't what straight people do," I muttered as I placed the food in his mouth and pulled my fingers back as his tongue wrapped around the treat and pulled it in.
"Sure is now," he said, licking his lips. "Now let's hurry up, I need to go."
"Well, if you two are going, then I'm going as well. We got class tomorrow and need to get our sleep." Kirishima said, looking at the new phone that he had taken from the pile.
"Alright then, let's go," Mineta said, mouth still full of mochi as he zipped up his two new backpacks. "Race you to the exit." With that, the purple-head boy moved at a speed that surprised me.
"Now he wants to run," I muttered as I watched his pint size barely miss an employee that had been walking in our direction. "Alright, let's catch up to him before he leaves us behind."
