With masaruMasaru walked out of his car, briefcase in hand, as he walked inside UA. He glanced at the students talking amongst themselves, unaware that this school's future was going to change. Masaru whistled as he walked. He opened the door to Nezu's office and walked inside.
Nezu: I'm sorry, but I'm very busy. Please come back later.
Masaru:hm...
Masaru slammed his briefcase on Nezu's desk, his smile never leaving his face as he sat down in the chair.
Masaru: No, no, I don't think I'll be going anywhere.
*Nezu recognized that voice and took a deep sigh, placing his pen down, and looking at Masaru.*
Nezu:Mr. Bakugo, do what do I owe the visit?
Masaru: Oh, I don't know. You're one of the most intelligent beings on the planet; surely you can figure it out? I mean, if we compare our intelligence, I must be a monkey with a suit compared to you.
Masaru gave a fake chuckle at his joke, and Nezu hummed and leaned back in his chair.
Nezu: I'm guessing you're here because of Eri Midoriya. I'm guessing you're here to make some kind of deal?
Masaru:deal? Oh no. This time, you damn rat, you have no more favors to cash in, no more defensive, and you can't delete footage since that belongs to the government. Now that they don't trust you, you have no more blackmail to speak off. No, no, this time you WILL be going to court, and you will face the mighty hand of Lady Justice. She's blind, but you've escaped her one too many times. That ends today.
Masaru opened his briefcase and passed Nezu a stack of papers.
Masaru: So, Mr. Nezu, you have been officially served, and we'll see you in the courtroom.
Masaru got up and walked away, making Nezu sigh and frown slightly. Masaru walked out of the fake hero-infested school and drove off.
Masaru wonders how it went with Izuku and Tsuyu.
Meanwhile, with Mitsuki
Mitsuki was driving home groceries in the back seat, singing her heart out.
Mitsuki:I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BALL, I NEVWR HIT SO HARD IN LOVE, ALL I WANTED WAS TO BREAK YOUR WALLS, ALL YOU EVER DID WAS WRECK ME, YEAH YOU! YOU WRECKED ME
Mitsuki kept singing until she stopped her car as traffic stopped moving.
Mitsuki: What's going on?
*Mitsuki saw some drivers ahead of her getting off their cars, annoyed, but she shrugged and did the same. Walking forward, she froze at what she saw: a normal villain attack. Only the "hero" trying to stop the villain was her own son that she hasn't seen in so long.
Bakugo: Is that the best you got, you filthy bastard?!
* In front of her was a disowned son fighting the villain of the week. Her feet moved for her as she walked deeper in the circle to get closer to the fight. Once she was as close as she could get, she saw Bakugo's cheek injured raw. It made Mitsuki sick to her stomach to see her son's face in such a state.
*Katsuki hands were trembling; signs of quirk overuse were clear, as this fight has been going on for hours and the villain is always running away.*
Rukia: Aw, what's wrong? Are you done? I guess that's why you're a vigilante and not a hero anymore.
Rukia laughed in a condescending tone as Bakugo gave a loud scream of frustration and tiredness. He used his quirk to dash towards Rukia, dodging all her ice moves, before finally slamming his foot on her face, sending her to the ground with a concussion. Katsuki breathed heavily as he almost fell down but kept his balance. He took some zip ties from his pockets and placed her on a pole. Katsuki looked at the civilians with their cámaras on.
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the mechanic book 3 the trial arc
FanfictionThings were beginning to look up for our protagonist, izuku finally popped the question to Tsuyu and they were going to get married, should be the happiest time of there life right? Well as you'll soon read, life is never that sappy