When Hell Freezes Over | BNHA

Chapter 1

He picks up the phone.

   "This is detective Tsukauchi Naomasa"
   "Hello Detective, this is Nezu. Your presence is required at UA as soon as you can, we have a situation"
   "...Other than the one with the whole USJ attack Sir?
   "Yes, I fear we have found a lady on campus who refuses to talk with us."
   "I see.... Things are fairly hectic over here, and I still have to question about twenty more of the lower class villains from the attack before I'm free today.
That won't be until later tonight, if that works, I can come to UA then?"There's a brief silence on the other side of the line

    "Yes that works Detective, we await your arrival."
   "Okay, bye Nezu."

With that Naomasa hangs up, sighing deeply as he turns back to his work partner who raises one orange eyebrow at the tired look on Naomasa's face.

   "What was that about?" The cat headed police officer inquires, looking oddly energetic considering they've been questioning people, villain and student alike, for hours now.

   "Principle Nezu needs me to go down to UA once we're done here to question some trespasser."

Sansa just hums, passing another familiar paper folder to Naomasa, before knocking on the metal door signalling they're ready for the next person to come in for questioning.

   "Let's hope to get through the last twenty or so people quickly so you can actually get some good sleep tonight." Sansa pats his beige trenchcoat in a friendly manner

   "You need to learn how to take care of yourself better, Partner."

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   "Hey missy, 'ere's some dinner. The Detective should be 'ere in the next hour or so, but we don't want ya to be runnin' on an empty stomach."

Ito Tadashi, also known as the pro hero Snipe, sets a bowl of udon onto the table in front of the young lady; trying his best to appear friendly.
Though he usually doesn't have to try this hard, as he does fairly well in popularity polls each year and is good with kids while on patrols.

She just glares at him unimpressed and ignores the food. Tadashi pulls out the other chair across the table from her before speaking again, trying to sound simply curious and relaxed.

    "Is 'ere something we can call ya missy? I hate to be impolite and just continue to call you missy, missy."

All he gets is another pointed look from the young adult, that gives off 'Do you think I'm stupid?' vibes.

Teenagers, he thinks.

   "It's fine if ya don't wanna share, but ya should eat. You've been 'ere since earlier today, you must be stravin' by now, missy."

He continues with the one sided conversation with the lady for a couple more minutes before he pushes his chair out, bids her goodbye and knocks on the door to be let out by whichever teacher was currently on the other side now.

She still hasn't touched the waiting udon. Shame, Lunch Rush cooks delicious udon.

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It was late in the evening when Sansa drops Naomasa off at the gates of UA HIgh School; late enough that the sky is a bruised purple and the sun is no longer visible over the trees and buildings around him.

Scanning his visitor badge at the gate the Detective makes his way to where the Principal asked him to meet. 
The teachers lounge is filled with strewn papers on the big meeting table in the center of the space, as well as spare water bottles, electronics and a few support items from the teacher's' hero costumes.