Mystery from Another World--MHA

Part 177: Shigaraki needs Life Alert

It was supposed to be a week after the incident that Kayla had said to contact her. Maybe she needed that much time to get things set up.

Waiting that long was torture for the heroes.

Mirko would have been glad to get anything to do. Ibara going missing bothered her. The Originals had made a move again and slipped right under her nose. It was unsettling. It was starting to seem like no one she met anywhere could be trusted.

The few days after that late night argument went by at a snail's pace. The lack of sleep didn't help anything.

Mirko's temper flared when Ren contacted her to ask for updates...and to hint she shouldn't be there. She hung up on him.

She moved through her daily hero work in a haze. The Meta take down had decreased a lot of crime, so things were slow...but even a small amount was draining on her when she was this exhausted.

She thought the problem would recover itself, but even when she was asleep from sheer exhaustion, she was sure to wake up at some point, clutching her throat or shivering...

She'd never had PTSD before, at least knowingly, and she was not liking it.

Shigaraki ignored the whole argument, which pissed her off further because it showed how little he really cared for any scrutiny... Why that pissed her off was a mystery.

She was too tired to really need a reason to be pissed off. Everything was annoying her.

Medea said she was acting like a b----, but Medea was also perceptive enough to notice she didn't look well.

Shigaraki didn't either, but he always looked bad, so while Compress remarked on it, he didn't think much of it.

Shigaraki did go out one day though...at least, they thought he did.

"You know what it was?" Twice finally told them, "I think the doctor called him... Maybe he has news on our project."

"Ew..." Toga said. Even she didn't like the doctor... Not a great sign.

"Don't tell Mirko that," Medea remarked, "I don't think she liked that creep."

But Mirko had heard him. She was just in the next room.

She dropped the water bottle she was holding.

It was too much to deal with right now. She sank to the floor and covered her head. She knew it was the lack of sleep talking, partly, but it felt like a really big problem, the doctor making any kind of move at all...

"I hope he's not doing treatments again," Spinner said, "because, between the three of us, I don't think the boss is recovered enough from that fight for that."

"Since when does that doctor care?" Toga said, "He's creepy."

"I don't think he even likes Shigaraki," Medea observed, "I felt like...they were just...hostile--but in a quiet way."

"Shigaraki doesn't like anyone," Spinner said, "but the doc is scary... Better not to poke into it, kid."

Medea shivered.

Mirko grimly went into the sitting area and sat down on the chair Compress always packed...

She ended up dozing off there, only to be startled awake by Medea coming n.

"Oh, sorry," Medea said, "Why don't you take a nap in your space?"

Mirko rubbed her eyes. "That was just an accident."

"You look washed out. You should," Medea said, "I swear, you've been so pissy... Is it that time of the month?"

"Oh, piss off," Mirko said.