Nurse Saitama had arranged the room for Denki to meet the shady broker. As soon as Denki stepped into the room, his chin was grabbed by nicotine-smelling hands.
The shady broker with a chipped gold tooth eyed Denki, calculating sharply behind those canny brown eyes. He stared at Denki’s galaxy-filled golden eyes and said, "You're gorgeous—where are you from?"
"Hell," Denki responded a smirk forming at the corner of his mouth.
"Haha! So why did you want to meet me, gorgeous?" asked the shady dealer as he flapped his jacket in the air-conditioned office.
Denki smiled at the broker while placing two cups of coffee and a slice of cake in front of them—one for each. But the broker, being part of the Shie Hassaikai, eyed it warily.
"It's not laced with poison. Relax, mister," Denki said coolly, as if reading the broker's thoughts.
Denki noticed the broker’s shoulders relaxing as he sat back into his normal composure. Slowly, he grabbed the cup of coffee and took a sip.
Denki, too, sipped from his own cup while keeping a trained eye on the broker. He took a bite of the sliced chocolate cake, then said slowly, but in a deadly tone, "So... is it true that Overhaul is exploiting a little girl in that underground bunker?"
The broker eyes narrowed with a flicker of irritation. He spit out his coffee and stood up in rage, "Why, you little shit—you tricked me!" But before he could act, his body suddenly collapsed onto the ground, convulsing slightly. "What... what did you do to me?!" he yelled.
Denki sat on the chair composed and unfazed by the reaction and looked down at the broker on the ground, watching as the paralysis slowly overtook his body and said, "I poisoned both coffees."
The broker stared at Denki as paralysis took over his body. In shock, he stammered, "You... you drank the same drink!"
"I did indeed," Denki replied. "But the cake was the antidote... which you failed to notice." He tried to hide the smile creeping onto his serious face.
"Why would you go this far?! You're crazy!"
"Because I needed solid evidence about that little girl," Denki said, holding up a recording tape. "And now I’ve got it."
After sometime Nurse Saitama checks in and Denki does not look up at him- busy dialing a number on his phone without breaking focus, he says,
"Ha... Saitama-san, can you please clean this up and call Mr. Tsukauchi and inform him about the broker. I need to make an urgent call."
Nurse Saitama exhaled before getting to work, dialing Mr. Tsuchahi while tying up the unconscious broker on the ground.
Denki held the phone delicately next to his ear, his expression unreadable as he line rang, then a stern tired voice from the other side said, "Speak."
Denki smiled, amusement laced in his tone. "Hello, this is Bob."
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This time I will protect them I won't be a coward
FanfictionDuring the final war arc Kaminari Denki gets hit in the head and wakes up in his 14 year old body two months before his UA entrance exam and vows to protect his friends by supporting them as a side character from the side lines but he does not real...
