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As soon as I finished my sentence, I jumped on a bin's top and onto a wall over to the other side of it.

"I swear to the Bunbuku Chagama above that she's a ghost."

Ironic choice you chose there Todoroki Shotō.

As I arrived at the hideout, it was quiet. It's unusual for it to be so quiet here, every time I'm back there's a fight or yelling of some sort.

Creeping as silent as I could be, I listened and looked for any little sound or movement that may indicate threat or safety.

As my combat boots moved across the floor, it shoved a small shattered piece of glass to the side.

Threat.

Something or somebody was in here.

I put the grocery bags on the couch and pulled out my handgun.

"Who's there?!" I ask and point my gun forwards, still listening for where I should shoot.

Silence.

Cocking my gun as a warning I ask again. "I repeat. Who. Is. There?"

"Someone."

I spin around to where I heard the reply come from.

Where the kitchen is.

Gun in hand, I walked towards the kitchen.

Sitting on the counter is none other than Takami Keigo. The hitman Dabi talked about once during a meeting.

'I've forgotten who he was for a second.'

"What are you doing here Hawks? Or should I say Keigo?" I scan his figure to see if he has a weapon.

"Oh? You don't know?" He chuckled softly. "Dabi invited me here."

"Well I don't see Dabi here nor remember him speak a word 'bout you. So you can go."

I nod my head towards the door.

"Where is Dabi anyways?" He asks and hops off of the counter.

"I dunno."

He smiled. "Well that's too bad, now we can't have a chat without him. Can we?"

"Yes we can." I start getting suspicious of the man in front of me.

He came closer.

"Well kitten~ we might as well spend our time together while we're still alone." His face was mere inches from touching mine.