Chapter 4

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Izuku gave Katsuki his number for further explanation since Izuku still needed to explain more about his live in nanny job. To Katsuki the job had much more offers and as Izuku said he would be paid handsomely. He had started packing his stuff since Izuku wanted him to be in his house in the next two days.

It was a blessing for Katsuki, but he was more worried about Kaminari, taking care of a cafe is no joke. Kaminari said he had Kirishima to help him, but the end of the day it was both their cafe.

Katsuki had packed majority of his things and set it by the door. He sat in the chair with Kaminari.

"Denks, are you sure that you are okay?" He asked

"Hey Kat, don't worry about it. What you are doing is going to help us and if I need any help, I'm just gonna give you call." He said and smiled

Kaminari always knew how to ease Katsuki thoughts and it was very helpful to Katsuki, who always worry about minor problems.

"I know you are still worrying and you need to stop as I said before it is going to benefit us and I have Kirishima to help me." Kaminari said

Kirishima was also a rich guy, and a kind one too. If he didn't tell them that he owned a company they wouldn't have known, because they are too busy to keep up with the news and one he is too kind, most rich people they have met act like snob, looking down on poor people as dogs, who eat in trash. Kirishima would always find the time to help them out or sending someone to help them. He only do this for two reason, one it's in his nature and the second reason, he is trying to pursue Kaminari and the secret is Kaminari has also took a liking to Kirishima, but Katsuki relationship wasn't his thing, he dated on guy; Shinso and let's say the relationship didn't end well.

The only thing Shinso was after was Katsuki's body, though Katsuki was a male his body did have a feminine shape. When Shinso took Katsuki's virginity he left and now that he sees Katsuki is better without him, he would always leave texts wanting to fix their broken relationship and the night they had together was the best time in his life.

Everything Katsuki read from the text was lies, he felt disgusted with himself for loving someone who only saw him as one-night stand or a pleasure machine, he absolutely hated it. He had a lot of suitor for one the guy across the street, whose mother own a shop that sells spicy food and Katsudon, he is very nice to Katsuki and his mother too. Though Katsuki wants to keep the relationship between them mutual and friendly and nothing more.

He saw a text from Izuku saying that the driver is already downstairs waiting for him. He had ask Kaminari to help him take his stuff down since it was time for his leave. Kaminari helped him and as they reached outside the driver had offered to help them, but katsuki bowed and decline. He put his stuff in the trunk of the car and sat at the back seat.

It was a long drive, he felt as if he was coming out of the country itself until he came upon a neighborhood that was filled with houses that look very beautiful and looked like a reasonable size, then he realized that is was a neighborhood for the rich. The driver stopped in front of the gate and pressed a button in the car and the gate opened. Katsuki came across the house wondering and knew that this house was a reasonable size for both Izuku and his son

He went to the trunk and got out his stuff with the help of the driver. He saw maids coming out and he gave them a warm smile as they assist him with his stuff.

"Hi, everyone since we are working together for the remaining of I don't know when, my name is Katsuki Bakugou and it is a pleasure to meet you all." He introduced and everyone began introducing themselves.

He can't help, but wonder why can't the maids watch Sami, but it was benefitting him in the end. When he walked in side taking off his shoe and going towards the living room, the same guy he saw rushing in towards Sami was in the chair with his sunglasses on and Izuku in the other chair facing him.

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