Explosive Touch [Bakugo Katsuki x OC] - Book 1

Chapter 13 - A Beginning

"How we met?"

"Yeah, I wanna know!"

"Ryuu, she wants to know."

"I can see that."

"So what, you're too afraid to tell her?"

"Stop giggling like that, Miku! Of course I can tell her, I'm not ashamed of anything that happened!"

"Aha, if that's what you say, go ahead – tell Atsu-chan."

"O-Okay, so, um... this happened after I had already graduated from UA and had been working as a pro hero for 4 years already."

"Back then your father was just a sidekick. For 4 whole years."

"Miku!! She doesn't need to know that!"

"I don't think it's a good idea to lie to our kid though..."

"Anyway. It was the night of the Ennichi festival and our agency got a call that some villain had attacked the civilians there. I had been patrolling in the area and was the first to go. And when I got there... Then, um... The villain had-"

"He'd been defeated. But not by him. By me!"

"Wasn't I the one telling the story!!"

"Well, it looked to me like you were too afraid to admit that I was better than you when I was still in school!"

"Wooah, so you were still in UA, mom?!"

"That's right. It was my second year there. By the time your father dragged his butt over there, I had already defeated the villain. Just like that, in no time. I wasn't even wearing my costume!"

"Stop bragging, it's going to rub off on her..."

"So mum saved dad, is that so?"

"WHAT?!"

"AHAHA, that's right, Atsuhi-chan! Your mother saved your father!!"

"Miku, please, for the love of God, stop."

"Okay, okay, got it. Now you know – we met at the Ennichi Festival when I did Lava Floor's work."

"Miku..."

"Ennichi, Ennichi, Ennichi! Then let's go to it! That Ennichi Festival! So we can celebrate your first meeting!"

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It was strange that those memories had only decided to creep back up now. Sure, it was the perfect place and time, but more importantly, why had she left them forgotten for so many years? Why did they fade into the back of her mind for so long? Didn't she use to treasure them dearly? It really was bizarre, the tricks your mind could play on you, that is.

Those were the kinds of thoughts running through Atsuhi's head, as she was sitting, elbow on the counter, supporting her head which felt heavier than usual, perhaps due to the stifling smell of so many foods mixed into one, or maybe because of the constant noisy chatter which almost faded away in the background yet still remained sharp enough to feel like it was drilling through your head. The female's eyes were looking back and forth, taking in the many people in all sorts of colorful yukatas, roaming the boots, talking to each other, munching on something tasty, or simply getting lost in the distance of the central alley. And yet, despite the lively scenes playing out right in front of her, her eyes didn't seem to really see anything – all the vivid images were just passing through her head, and never once did she stop to dwell on what her eyes were showing her.