Hero name: Soukoku

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CHARACTERS MIGHT BE A BIT OOC ALSO I KNOW THAT YOKOHAMA IS A CITY BUT FOR THE FF'S SAKE ITS A COUNTRY.

"Well how about it? Will you do it?" Mori asked as he looked at the both of them. "With all due respect sir, why would we need to infiltrate a school of no good heroes?" Chuuya asked annoyed as he crossed his arms, looking pointedly at Dazai who had a smirk on his face. "As much as it pains me to agree with the slug, he's right. Why do we need to go to the school far outside Yokohama's borders? We don't affiliate with them and theirs no reason TO affiliate with the outsiders," Dazai huffed, a pout on his lips as he looked at Mori. "At the end of this year, there will be a meeting held by all pro heroes discussing how to handle Yokohama. This year though they are each going to pick a student from the hero course to attend the meeting, I want one of you to be one of the chosen students. Once you attend this meeting, you'll be able to return to Yokohama. Until then I need you to infiltrate UA high and gather information on the heroes that are to come. Understand?" Dazai groaned, crossing his arms as he stared at Mori. "I have to be undercover for more than a month with this hatrack?" He complained, his lips forming into a bigger pout. "Hey! It's not like I want to spend more time with you, you piece of crap!" Chuuya yelled at Dazai who grinned in return. "Well of course you want to spend time with me chibi, I'm irresistible!"

"STOP CALLING ME THAT AND NO YOUR NOT!"

"Awww, is that a blush chibi? Too bad I wouldn't date an ugly snail like you."

"IT'S NOT A BLUSH ITS ME ANGRY, AND I WOULDN'T DATE YOU EITHER."

"You're so mean chibi!"

"WHY YOU!!"

"Boys! Please, Kouyou has already placed the documents on your desk Chuuya-kun, look them over with each other and get ready. You'll be leaving in a week." Chuuya huffed but nodded, while Dazai wore a smirk on his face. "Aww Chibi, look they trust you enough to put files on your desk!" Dazai teased as they exited the room, Chuuya trying to kick him in return. "It's because they know YOU won't read any of the papers! Lazy ass!" He yelled as he crossed his arms. Dazai pouted and looked at the fuming teen. "You're so mean chibi! I do work!" Chuuya rolled his eyes, stomping his way over to the elevator. "Correction, I do your work." Dazai gasped dramatically as he stepped inside the elevator. "You are so mean to me slug," he complained as he leaned against the elevator wall, staring at his partner. "How am I mean for telling the truth?" Chuuya inquired.

Before Dazai could answer they arrived on the 89th floor where the twos joint offices were. Since the two were executives, they were offered a separate floor for their offices, and 10 subordinates would be in the office working as well. Being offered that chance, Chuuya gladly excepted but a certain executive wanted his dog to be on the same floor as him. So he had the brilliant idea for a joint office, with an ulterior motive to get Chuuya to do his paperwork. The office was dimly lit by the sunset from outside the windows which covered the entirety of one wall. There were rows of desks littered in front of the elevator, made out of dark oak wood, and papers scattered all around on the desk as they used older computers. Twenty workers all clicked on their keyboards as they stared blankly at their screens, each wearing a similar black and white suit. Behind the employees was a maroon-colored wall with big glass doors that had gold outlining the material. Double black silently walked towards the doors, Chuuya greeting each employee on his way while Dazai stared at their office.

Once inside, Dazai laid on their plush gray couch, sinking into the cushions. Chuuya walked over to the giant desk, looking at the stack of papers that lay neatly on the wood. "I'm so tired chibi! Can I pleaseeee take a nap while you read those boring paperwork?" He asked as he grabbed a blue blanket to wrap around himself. "No, you are going to help me-," before he could finish, the faint sound of snoring came from Dazai. Chuuya sighed, rolling his eyes as he thought about how this made things easier.