The Big Book

Clumsy P.2

Chapter 3

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     Today was the day Shoya was supposed to get her acceptance letter, however, instead of seeing the mailman at her door, Shoya saw three police cars and paramedics carrying a body bag to an ambulance. Shoya calmly approached an officer - Tsukauchi, captain of the police force, she realized - and said, "Excuse me, what's going on?"

     "Hello, it's none of your-" The man was handed a folder and he motioned for Shoya to give him a second. He opened the folder and stared down at an image, looking back and forth between Shoya and the image. He closed the folder and handed it back to the officer that gave it to him and turned back to Shoya. "Apologies, you are Kazuki Shoya, correct?"

     "Yeah. I'll ask again, what's going on?" Tsukauchi gave Shoya a grim look and said, "Kazuki, I regret to inform you that we received an anonymous tip in a murder investigation that led us to your father's house. As a child prodigy, I'm sure you know what this means?"

     "Either my dad was killed or he killed someone, yes." Tsukauchi gave Shoya a strange look, seemingly unsettled by how calm she was in this situation. "The latter. I'm very sorry, but your father will be going to a maximum-security prison for the rest of his life. We do need to know about his quirk though, as we don't have much info on it."

     "Oh, okay," Shoya explained her finger gun quirk and told Tsukauchi that she got it from her father and he was the same. "Thank you very much, this helps a lot. Now Kazuki, I'm aware that you do not have any living family members, however, the person who gave us the tip offered to take you in. Because they are anonymous, they will be wearing a mask when we meet them. They have our full trust as they have helped us on our investigations before and have never provided false information. You will be coming with me to the police station and having an interview with the tipper. Are you alright with this?"

     "That's... a lot to take in, but... yeah, I get it. When are we leaving?"

     "Right now."

     Kazuki entered the small room and sat in front of a large man wearing a cloak and a mask. The door closed behind her and she said to the man, "A bit extra, aren't you?" The man snickered. "You already know who I am, huh? I don't know what I was thinking, trying to hide my identity from a child prodigy."

     "I do know who you are, but I'm not nearly as smart as you'd think." The man leaned forward and clasped his hands, saying, "How so?"

     "Well," Shoya said. "I'm clumsy, I have a lack of basic common sense, I get flustered when I see anyone remotely attractive, sometimes I'm nonverbal and prefer to use sign language to speak, I forget to do things such as brush my teeth or change my clothes, I-"

     "Okay, I think you've proven your point. What would you say are the best aspects of yourself?"

     "I can read people very well and predict accurately what they're thinking and what they've gone through, I have two powerful quirks, I'm attractive, I can be kind but I can also be mean if need be... stuff like that."

     "How good are you at memorizing things other than actions?"

     "Oh, I can remember words just fine, but only if it's prompted. If I forgot what someone told me to do and they ask me what they said at a specific date and time, I can remember. If I don't remember how to do a trig function, I'll remember if someone asks me how to do it."

     "So a genius but at a price."

     "I suppose so." The man sighed and took off his cloak and mask. "This thing is hot. You were right, I was being a bit extra." Shoya smirked knowing her prediction was correct. This man was no man at all - she was pro hero Miss Joke. But why was her voice so deep? Shoya could understand the muscle suit, but the voice? "I've read the report on you and your fathers' quirks. I expect you to be quite powerful! Aw jeez, pretending to be someone I'm not is tiring! Hey, do you want to get something to eat? I know this great Chinese place I'm sure you'll love!" The woman took a collar off of her neck and her voice became more high-pitched and feminine. "Ah, a voice-changing collar. How did I not think of that?"