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𝔸/ℕ:𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕤 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕠𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣. 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕔𝕦𝕤 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕟 (𝕐/ℕ) 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟. 𝕎𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕣 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥. 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔸𝔽𝕆 𝕒𝕟𝕕 ℕ𝕒𝕟𝕒 𝕒𝕣𝕔 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤. 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣....
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"Tch. They got the kid. Hisashi, I'm blaming it all on you."

"When do you don't..."

The elder man sat idly on the bar stool as his younger brother rolled in with grimace.

"Well, if you insist. I guess that means you wouldn't want to hear what I found.."

Yoichi raised an eyebrow at him and watched the man leave his seat with a smirk.

Curiousity killes the cat, as they say.

"What... Did you find?"

"The mama. I got info about her from an insider."

And that all it took to grab his attention. All For One flung a paper towards Yoichi's way. Grabbing it, Yoichi scanned its contents with his eyes briefly.

"(M/N)... "

And once again, Yoichi was in shock.

"Shigaraki?!..."

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"This is like handling a fucking man child... There. You made me swear for the first time in eighty years!"

"Lady, you've been nagging my ears all flight! Chillax and let me wash my hair from this freaking black dye!"

Tomura took place in front of the sink, a blue, now nearly black, towel slung along his shoulders. Nana stood in the doorway, hands on her hips and her face frowned.

The inevitable happened. Dinner was never peaceful for the few days they were in America, and of course the house disintegrated.

Thrice.

Police were called.

Thrice.

All hope alive?

Gone.

"It's nice to see you once more, Shimura."

"Out of my face Hisashi or I swear to God I'll-"

Nana raised her hand in anger, but the man held it by the wrist. Freezing her arm in the air.

The woman's eyes widened. Her arch nemesis' eyes bore into hers.

"Funny how this is the first time you ever called me by my name..."

"Please take your romance somewhere else rather than my bathroom-"

Disbelief washed over Nana's face as she pulled her wrist firmly back into her hold.

"Mind your business, Tomura. We don't want to bother your sweet granny now~."