"Loooad! Loooad! Loooad!" Y/N was yelling while charging energy.
"Boss, do you have a plan? We're about to kick the bucket." Hibiki asked, concerned.
"Yeah, something is on the way... I hope." The hero affirmed.
"That's not reassuring at all!" Hibiki was scared.
"Whatever you two have in mind doesn't matter. Just die and put and end to this charade!" The President was on the offensive.
"He's too overwhelming! We need to disengage and rethink our strategy." Hibiki was trying to defend at his best.
"You mean, YOUR strategy! You haven't followed any of my instructions so far!" Y/N blamed.
"T-This is not the right time for bickering! But, I'm truly sorry!" Hibiki apologized.
"W-What's going on?" The President gasped as soon as Hibiki vanished from sight.
"Here, we've blended with the surroundings. It's not that much but we'll be able to catch a break until he figures it out." Y/N turned both of them invisible.
"Grr, those two are still here but I can't see them anymore." The President was looking around, displeased.
"How're you doing? I feel that your presence is withering." Hibiki was worried.
"Pretty bad, I'm almost depleted. I can't last much longer." Y/N updated him on his current status.
"We need to settle the score with this bastard here and now! Who knows how hard is going to be finding your body." Hibiki suggested.
"About the President, now that we're out of his range I might try another shot..." Y/N began focusing.
"Come out, damn brat! Your pathetic squabble is going to end here and now." The President was losing temper.
"I'm heeere!" Y/N mocked, as soon as the boy hummed the enemy jumped on his estimated location.
"Too much on the right..." The hero was picking on the President.
"Grr, now you've done it! I--- Gwa!" The villain began to gasp.
"There is something in my throat! Something huge!" He was painfully gasping for air.
"Just to assure... I'm not doing anything kinky. This is not Scary Movie!" Y/N clarified.
"Argh! A pair of scissors beneath my skin? When the fuck did you..." The President slit himself in order to remove the edgy weapon from his body.
"That's too bloody! You should cast JoJo aside. It has a bad influx on you." Hibiki was worried.
"Over my dead body!" Y/N swore.
"Cough cough cough... now I get it! I grasped how your attacks work." The President realized.
"You can control magnetism and mess around with the iron within my body. Just like the guy from that anime currently airing. Only an idiot like Y/N would've thought of something this stupid!" He explained.
"Watch your mouth!" Y/N complained.
"No, no, no! He's right on this one!" Hibiki was defending the villain.
"And now that I know how things are... there is no escape!" The President smirked, clenching on that same pair of scissors.
"How can we locate that boy? It's like searching for a needle in a haystack!" Fuutarou was worried, looking to a map for all possible spots where to find Hibiki.
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Go-Toubun No Hero
FanfictionY/N is a second year high-schooler with medium grades and a passion for History and rock music. He is also a member of the Hero Association and professional hero, known under the alias of Red Eagle due his proficiency in martial arts. In addition to...
