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On the same day all of this went down, Mirko had her own personal business to take care of...and she'd come down to her most dreaded option for it.
She really hated it, but she approached Shigaraki.
"I need you to warp me to this location," she said with absolutely no prelude at all, holding up a map with coordinates.
Shigaraki was playing a hand-held video game, with tape on two of his fingers.
"And why would I do that?" He didn't even look up.
"It's relevant to those freaking ninja getting leverage." Mirko had anticipated that response.
Well, that got his attention at least. He looked up. "What have you done now?"
"I'm not investigating them, if that's what you mean. But I have to take care of something." Mirko crossed her arms and tapped her foot. "I can't be seen going there. This is my only option. And before you say it, I asked Likstar already. She said she couldn't do it. You can use coordinates, right? So it shouldn't be a problem."
"Now just a minute. I didn't say yes."
"You're really going to drag this out?" Mirko tapped her foot more. "We both know you'll cave in the end because it would be stupid not to under the circumstances... If something does happen because of it, I can tell the whole League it was because you couldn't be bothered to take 5 seconds and let me fix it. Your call, genius."
"I hate you so much!" Shigaraki spat.
"Oh, that one hurt." Mirko wasn't to be deterred. "It's not like you've said it a million times already. Get a new insult."
"Get a new personality!"
"Fine, if you want to throw a hissy fit, I guess I'll just start preparing my speech about it being your fault." Mirko mimed writing something. "How should I start? 'Shigaraki is a b----.'"
"Oh, shut up!" Shigaraki grabbed the map out of her hand. "This...is kind of far away... What's out there anyway?"
"Oh, nothing you need to be concerned about. It's a personal problem," Mirko said, "but I can't have those flipping ninjas using it against me, so I'm taking care of it now."
"If I'm going to send you there, I think I should have some assurance it's not another secret hideout situation."
"It's not, if you can take my word for it." Mirko tugged her hair. "I'm not a liar."
Shigaraki considered. "Fine. If it'll get you off my case... And I was having such a quiet morning until now."
"Oh, please, playing that?" Mirko sniffed, "I'd say so. It's so freaking easy a toddler could win."
"You shut up!" Shigaraki snapped.
"Is everything all right?" Compress looked in the room.
"Everything's fine. Go back to making eyes at Silk," Mirko shot back at him.
"Silk is not even out here," Compress said, offended, "and you left the coffee maker on again. Do you think we all enjoy the aroma of burnt coffee?"
"I know it wakes me up in the morning," Mirko replied, unrepentant .
"Typical." Compress walked away.
Shigaraki rubbed his temples like this was giving him a migraine.
"Let's just get this over with."
Black ooze appeared.
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Mystery from Another World
FanfictionClass 1-A has just finishing their Licensing Exam, and are trying to finally have some peace, when two strangers somehow appear at UA, claiming to be able to travel through dimensions. Who are these people? Can they be trusted? And how will it affe...
