𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 | ᴇ. ᴋɪʀɪsʜɪᴍᴀ

° . 03: 𝑈𝑛𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑎𝑙 𝑆𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑖𝑜 𝐽𝑎𝑝𝑎𝑛? . °

𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐨𝐩, 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐲 above her. It was rare for her to be patrolling in the daytime but here she is. It's pretty quiet, surprisingly enough. She sighed though, still thinking about that cookie she ate a week ago.

Now they were drowning her with soldier pills and rations. It was disgusting as they hold no flavor but their only purpose is to fill your stomach up.

"10-67 in a seamstress store down ***** street."

She clicked her tongue, sitting up. There's never a break in these missions. Although, it's better to go than stay at the HPSC.

***

"I need to inform you about your quirk, Tempus." A blonde woman told her.

Tempus stiffened, clenching her fists. "Did I do something wrong ma'am. ."

"I heard that you used your quirk on one of your trainers, resulting in a horrible condition this morning." The blonde continued, her turquoise eyes drilling holes into her.

"I apologize.. my emotions exploded and I was upset so I incidentally took it out on him ma'am." She explained, trying to avoid cracks in her voice.

The blonde sighed, walking towards the h/c hair girl until she ominously stood in front of her. "I'm. . proud of you."

Tempus flinched, looking up at her with pure confusion. "Why, ma'am. ."

"Because this was the result we've been waiting for." The blonde smugly smiled. "We've been forcing you to use your quirk on other people so now we can get rid of those that threaten our image. I was planning to just kill you but now that we are getting progress, we can turn you into the ultimate weapon."

"I don't want to use my quirk on other people, what if I kill them ma'am?"

The turquoise eye woman nodded. "Exactly, we have a plan coming up in a couple of months and you're involved. Killing is what you may be doing very soon so your training will be tripled until then. Now I want you to deprive any human morals you have now and polish your quirk to the fullest. I don't care if you'll get hurt, you're in debt to us and

you're under our control."

Her e/c eyes softened, biting her bottom lip. "I-I. ."

"No stuttering."

"Yes, ma'am. ."

The blonde took a look at her. "You're not allowed to wear hoodies either, discard them immediately."

***

Tempus dug through her pockets and popped four pills into her mouth. Inhaler was seen as she tucked it away. Time to stop a robbery.

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"PUT YOUR HANDS UP OR I'LL KILL YOUR SON RIGHT NOW!"

The robber's hand turned into a drill while he held a frightened child with the other. A woman who held up a knitting needle as a weapon broke down in tears, her entire body trembling. Who steals from a seamstress store anyways?!

"I-I a-am! I am h-holding m-m-my hands up!" The woman cried out, dropping her knitting needles.

"Give me all your money in the cash register right now!!" He threatened, being mindful not to actually hurt the kid. "HURRY THE HELL UP!!"

The woman clenched her eyes pressing multiple buttons the register 'till it made a ding sound. She grabbed a bag that she recently made and shoved the money in there. Handing it to the robber, she kept sobbing.