The Emperor's Dragon: Extras and Omakes

Dragon Thanks All Might

What if All Might was given the bounty for the vigilantes?

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The underworld was, by any definition, an odd mix of chaos and discipline. Those who knew when to obey, and when they could run wild, generally did well. Those who thought the underworld was their personal playground eventually ran into someone who they couldn't charm, bribe or outfight and learned the hard way that the underworld ran to a certain set of rules.

There were those for whom the underworld was their personal playground, and they were the people who made the rules.

All of which meant not a lot when you were dealing with those who knew what the rules were. Brokers were those who did understand the underworld. Brokers formed an essential service and were one of the reasons the underworld ran so smoothly and part of the reason for that is that Brokers talked. Not to the authorities, of course, but to everyone else, including each other.

To facilitate that, the Tokyo brokers tended to get together once a month or so just to chew the fat, shoot the breeze, as it were and combine business with a very nice dinner and just catch up.

With what had happened this month, Giran was very much looking forward to catching up with his fellow brokers. He could find out what really went down with Tsuku's lot and what Awara had done, though he had a feeling there'd be a lot of focus on him, given the circumstances.

He slipped into the bar quietly, and took a seat in the lounge as he waited for the others to arrive. Just because this was a bar, didn't mean the food was bad, and Giran knew they had a private room booked up stairs and would receive most of the chef's attention tonight.

A drink appeared beside him and he gave the server a nod before picking it up.

Before he could take a sip, Giran heard Makioka.

"What the fuck, you mean you don't know?"

Yeah, the voice was definitely Makioka's and whoever he was talking to responded softly. It was probably Awara. Giran didn't hear the response. He didn't need to.

"God! Giran has got a story and a half for us this month!. Dragon's cojones are fucking titanium!"

At that, Giran chuckled. Izuku had been rather bold and that was one of the reasons he was looking forward to this month's catch up. He knew what had happened, but he was really interested in hearing what spin the underworld had put on the details they knew.

"So what happened?" That was definitely Awara asking, and before there was a response, the two brokers came around the corner and proceeded straight to the bar.

Giran took a sip of his drink and grinned. The fact that they hadn't seen him was a bonus! Now he could hear the story as well. If they'd seen him, Awara would have wanted the version he knew, which would be rather pragmatic compared to the version Makioka knew.

"All right, all right, all right. You know that filly that got expelled from UA?" Makioka asked.

"Ochaco Uraraka?" Awara made the name a question.

"Yeah, her! There were a bunch of fucking morons who decided to go after her for being a villain lover. Ain't no one I know who ever spoke to her, or even knew she had anything to do with our world, so they were obviously high on some crap," Makioka declared.

Awara nodded. "I'm given to understand she's in a coma," he said.

"Yeah, but that's not the real killer here. The real kicker is that she had one of Dragon's tokens."

"What?" Awara almost spat his drink. "You are shit'n me?"

Makioka grinned. It was somewhat maniacal but it said enough. And Giran knew the truth. Ochaco did have one of Dragon's tokens. She might even have had the first token. He didn't know. "I wanna check something with Giran today," he said, instead of giving a proper answer.