Kirishima looks at where the two were before leaving his sight. He looks around, seeing as he could see everything clearly. Moves his hands up and looks at them. Seeing that the color of his skin was paler than normal.
Opening his mouth, Kirishima moves a hand to his teeth. Feeling a sharp point where his canines were. He lowers it and he licks around it. His teeth were sharp before, but it felt different this time.
A light cough was heard from his right. He turns his head to see a girl with a clean ponytail with her bangs to the side of her face. Her posture screamed proper. While her face was like one of a mom with hold.
She waves to him, "hello my name is Momo Yaoyorozu, i'll be your teacher of learning our kind's ways" she informed him. Voice sounding sweet, almost like honey.
The redhead nods before standing up. Dusting off his clothes before walking towards her. As he exits, he reaches for the cell door. Wanting to close it, but soon as he grabbed it. His skin started to sizzle.
He retracts his hand. Cradling it to his chest. "the cell doors are made of iron, something that is harmful to our kind" Momo informs him. She carefully takes Kirishima's burned hand. Holding it carefully in her hand, "we have a trait that allows our bodies to heal by itself, only when we have enough blood in our system" telling him that, his hand started to heal.
Kirishima looked at his hand in amazement. He moves it out of her grip and stares at his hand. Momo couldn't help but giggle at his reaction of something as simple as healing. She motions him to follow her, "i'll give you a tour of your new home".
He looks away from his hand to her. Lowering it back to his side. He nods with a smile, "lead the way Momo-chan!" he says with enthusiasm. Catching her off guard with the nickname.
"Momo-chan?" she embarrassedly asked. Her eyes were slightly widen. Nobody she had encounter had called her something like that before. It was new for her.
Kirishima scratches the back of his neck, "if it's alright I call you that" he asks for consent on giving her that nickname.
She moves her hand up in front of her. Waving it, "no it's fine, long as I get to call you something in return" she answers. This way she could be polite of asking for his name. Even though she already knows it thanks to the Deku Squad talking about him.
Kirishima points at his himself. Thumb on his chest. A proud smile on his face, "you can call me Red, also the same nickname as the famous vampire hunter Red Riot!" he proudly says.
There was an awkward silence between the two.
Kirishima's eyes widen once he realized what he just said. He lowers his hand and waves them both. "Not that I am a vampire hunter! I just idolize the guy since I was young since he was a so manly!" he tries to explain himself. Which only gets responded with with laughter.
Maybe this new life for Kirishima could work.
To Be Continued...Maybe
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