Warm Sugar: DekuKatsu

Chapter 6🍡 Mockery

Warning! Mention of a mutilated body!

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Midoriya walked ahead of the others through a quiet hallway of an abandoned building. Todoroki was close behind while Mina, Uraraka, and Iida were towards the back. Todoroki kept a close eye on his friend, seeing how quiet the greenette was made him wonder what was on Midoriya's mind. "You okay?" Midoriya looks over at his best friend and smiles, "yeah. I'm good."

     "You seem a bit spaced out."

     Midoriya runs his fingers through his hair and lets out a tired groan. "I'm just thinking about Kacchan. I'm hoping he's not too bored at home." Todoroki chuckles and pats Midoriya's shoulder, "I'm sure shortcake will be just fine. Eijirou seems pretty fond of him so he has someone to keep him company."

      "Yeah."

      "Here", Iida whispers as he keeps his eyes trained on his iPad. Midoriya and Todoroki walks over to the taller man as Mina and Uraraka stands next to him. On screen, the surrounding area was blue, but there was a figure illuminating different bright colors. Indicating that their was life in the room. "He came on his own", Todoroki asks.

     "It looks like it. The radar isn't detecting anything else", Iida mumbles. "Something seems off though."

     Midoriya steps towards the door, seeing that it was cracked. He digs in his pocket and pulls out a knife. The metal jagged and stained with dried blood. He slowly opens the door, ready to attack if anyone was right there. But the person they were looking for was near the window, sitting slumped in a foldable chair. Midoriya walks in first, followed by Todoroki and Iida. The two women came in last and closed the door a bit, glancing behind them every now and then.

Something did seem off about the man like Iida suggested. Midoriya narrowed his eyes as he walks steadily towards the person. He takes his blade and flings it at the still body. They didn't even flinch. Is he...dead? Midoriya looks up to see a lamp hovering above. He reaches up and pulls the string, a dim light illuminating the man. Shit. He actually is dead.

     "Izuku? What's wr–oh. Oh damn" As Uraraka walks over to inspect the damage, her eyes widen in bewilderment.

The man was badly beaten. His face bloody and bashed in on his left side, an eye was missing due to the severe dent to his head. The other eye was bulged out and red, a sign that it was ready to burst. His mouth had cuts going up from his cheeks to his ears to give him a sinister smile. Countless cuts tattooed his body. The blood seeped through the fabric of his clothes and pooled underneath him on the cold concrete floor. But the most horrendous thing was the gaping hole in the middle of his chest, his beating heart no longer there.

     Yes, the man in the chair would've ended up dead dealing with them in the first place if he didn't pay his debt. But whoever did this was mocking them.

And they weren't too happy with it.

     "Who could've done this", Mina muttered as she picks up a wooden plank and lifts the dead man's head. She pushes it up and they all watch how it lulls back. The head almost falls off since there was a deep slit in his throat. Iida examines the dead corpse more, curious as to why there was an envelope tucked in the collar behind him. "Well, whoever did this is certainly messy with their work", Uraraka states. "Indeed they are", Iida replies. He takes a pair of black latex gloves and grabs the envelope. He reads the front for a moment, raising a brow at its words.

We got the guy that owed you all. Consider this a favor for doing Toshinori's dirty work.

–L. O. V