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Clues.

Nemuri was on her own, looking for any clues and wallowing in sadness–not self pity. Thanks to her student, she realized what she had done wrong and plans to make up for it if she can. Her emotions truly just made her sad and feel guilt; doubt in her ability to be a good hero. Doubt in her ability to be who she claims to be: The R-Rated Hero: Midnight. She can be sexy and shit all she wants, but if she can't save people or focus on her job, how can she even call herself a hero? She's really just "The R-Rated: Midnight" or something like that. When she earns the title of hero, she'll mentally add it back into her title.

As she walks through the newly-being-rebuilt city, she sees all the buildings standing up tall and some people even living in the smaller ones that if they happen to fall, wouldn't cause casualties. She hears people laughing with those around and smiling with happiness. Little kids run near her legs, almost knocking her over (Not that she minded.) as the mother of the siblings calls out to them to come back. While passing Nemuri, the woman bows in respect for the Japanese hero. (She's using the Japanese custom to be respectful of her ethnicity.)

Nemuri shakes her head and tells her to rise and go after her kids. The woman smiles and nods, calling out to the kids once more. The way the mother cares for her kids and is trying to help only pains Nemuri more, thinking of how Miko, her best friend, had been in a similar situation; being kind to those around her, yet here Nemuri was, being a false hero and not caring about others' situations; focusing on her own.

How could Nemuri have fallen to this level? When she first became a hero, she vowed never to be as she is now. She promised herself that she, Aizawa and Yamada (And the late Oboro.) would become the best of the best. She would always be the best she could and care for others. She promised all of them (Miko included.) that she'd always be caring of those around her and be the best of the heroes to help better the past generations and the future ones; she had the same views as Katsuki; only wanting to help. Except Katsuki had given up on the old generations and is putting his focus towards the new ones so they don't slip as well. Even if he's all "die!" and wanted to call himself "King Explosion Murder," (Or lord.) he always cared for those around him and never strayed from good. Even when he was captured he was still good! He never gave into the villains or attempted to stop the heroes; always was good in class and paid attention, never made any out of place moves, never did anything stupid that would put someone around him in danger unless he knew he could protect them.

He's honestly the hero Nemuri wanted to be as she grew up–the kind of hero they all wanted to be growing up. Yes, Miko supported them, but she always had her doubts. She always thought that they would be in danger, (Obviously.) or that they could be killed. (Which also happened.) Maybe if they just listened to her, they wouldn't be part of the problem. She would be a bystander, yes, but she wouldn't have been blinded and contributed more. Maybe if she never became a hero, things would have gone better for all of them.

But she can't pity herself. What was she even thinking? Past Nemuri made the decision to go to Yuuei, meet her friends; become a hero! Why is she thinking back on her decisions? She has a good life! She shakes her head, bringing herself out of her spiraling-self-doubt-stupor. She needs to focus. Nemuri's a hero. Nemuri is Midnight. She needs to step up.

She takes a deep breath, thinking over how she can fix on her actions.

Step one to it all is to actually try.

And currently step two is working on finding Daiki and the girl.

Midnight starts by looking around the area, her focus being put towards finding clues or anything relating to them. Turning her head left, her foot following; them falling into a pattern. Her eyes wander from left to right. Trees falter through with bushes powering over the trunks, making them invisible to her eyes. The ground is uneven as her feet make their way, her heels making it somewhat difficult to walk through all the dips, yet considering her line of work, she made it look easy. (She has to do this a ton anyway, what's one more time?)

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