[41] The Hell In One's Mind

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Hitoshi was panting as he tried his best to keep up with Iida's engine speed, occasionally switching from running and using his capture weapon to hook himself on branches and pull himself up

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Hitoshi was panting as he tried his best to keep up with Iida's engine speed, occasionally switching from running and using his capture weapon to hook himself on branches and pull himself up.

"What does Midoriya-kun mean? How does his face and his hero name connect to the Hero Killer?" Iida asked.

Hitoshi didn't want to have this conversation. Iida had a grudge against Stain. Stain, who was inspired by Yamikumo. Yamikumo, who was actually Midoriya Izuku, who was their Sky both. Oh, how ironic fate can be, playing its tricks to the fullest, as if life was just a game to laugh and play at.

"Are you steeled enough to know the truth?" he asked, testing the waters for the rule-bound Rain.

"What do you mean?"

Where are the supposed patients? Don't tell me Hibari and Mukuro and Basil had already taken care of the villains? Hitoshi found himself asking, even if he did want it to turn out that way. He was dreading this kind of conversation, and if patients were the only way to turn Iida's attention to something more important, even if that was an injured school mate, hell, he'd gladly and willingly take that offer of out.

"Kendo!" they both stopped at the shout. It was Tetsutetsu.

Hitoshi swung his capture weapon up a high enough branch and pulled himself up. He scouted for where the voice came from. "I got their position!" he yelled and jumped down beside Iida and pointed to where he saw Testsutetsu giving Kendo and Kodai gas masks.

"Where did you get those?" Iida asked.

"Why are you not affected by the poison gas?" Kendo asked back.

Hitoshi strained his eyes to see pink smoke. He instantly clamped one hand to Iida's nose, another hand went to his own. "The gas hadn't reached our location yet."

"Here, have one of these. Yaoyorozu-san gave us these. Awase is with her showing where the others are," Tetsutetsu handed them each a gas mask.

Hitoshi saw 2 from 1B passed out. "Iida, we have work to do," he adduced, bringing the speedy glasses back to their own task. "Can you run with 2 on your back? I'll tie them up."

Iida crouched down in response, exposing his back to the purple headed teen.

"Put them on top of each other. I'll secure them with my binds," Hitoshi ordered to the 3. "Follow us, we're going to the temporary nursing station."

"No, I'm going to fight too," Tetsutetsu refused.

"No, you can't!" Kendo stopped him. "We don't have permission to engage in battle."

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