Angel of Death (BNHA x male villain reader)

11. Paint the Walls Red

After school that day, Y/N slumped onto his bed, more tired than normal.

He was grinning wildly at remembering their football game. "Beats normal football at least."

Y/N didn't want to admit it, but he might be actually liking having classmates.

They all talked to him as an equal (except for Bakugo), and the teen had to say it was nice talking to someone who wasn't screaming in fear.

"I mean I know basically everything about their quirks by now. I could probably complete the missions now."

Y/N knew he would have to at a point - if he didn't then it would be a waste of 100 million yen on a school that didn't give him anything.

He thought a bit more, relaxing into his soft mattress as he did. Y/N was still covered in sweat and grime from the day, but he didn't really care.

"I suppose I could wait till they all get their Hero Licences? That would give me some time to plan out a good way to get rid of them. Aaaaand, it would cause a huge stir among the public if six pro heroes all were killed."

Y/N sighed, then practically flung himself off his bed. "I'll go and get a hero today, I'm bored. And as for the main six, I might go for Amajiki first. He's always alone so it should be the easiest."

Y/N looked over to the contract board, picking out a pro hero with a relatively large bounty. "Ingenium."

The reward was a decent size of 25 million yen, again probably put on from one of the European countries.

Y/N messaged the person who'd put on the bounty.

I'm here for the bounty on Ingenium.

A message came through instantly. The full amount will be waiting inside Hopper's Cafe under the first table to the left of the door. You know where it is?

Y/N quickly searched up the cafe's location on Google Maps. Yep.

Meet me there, and I will share information that will be needed for the hit to be carried out.

The teen frowned. There was very rarely a case that the person placing the hit wanted to meet with him. Even if they did, they would normally send some untrained lackey that was expendable.

"Trap? Probably."

Y/N got changed into something more comfortable - a f/c hoodie and tracksuit, with some trainers. He had to be loose and comfortable to fight someone like Ingenium.

He brought his phone with him to navigate to the cafe, and put on a pair of dark mirrored sunglasses to hide his eyes later.

Y/N paused by the door, considering something. Then he made a quick decision and grabbed a butter knife from his kitchen drawer. "Might come in handy for later."

The streets were just coming alive with people as he walked towards the cafe. School students were out and about, and some adults that finished early were just leaving work.

The sun was still relatively bright, but would probably set in an hour or so.

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Y/N reached the cafe, pulling his hood down low over his forehead.

He'd stopped in a small park to drain energy from a few trees before arriving, his eyes now glowing bright purple.

It wasn't an insane amount of power, but it would be good enough for a short fight if one came.

A bell rung as the teen walked through the door, his hands in his pockets. Y/N glanced around.