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Three

Mirio couldn't focus in lessons that day. It was all his fault.

Lunch came around, but he couldn't bring himself to eat. Instead, he left the cafeteria and walked to Recovery Girl's office.

He knocked twice, before stepping inside.

"Is Nejire going to be alright, Recovery Girl?" Mirio asked.

"She's fine, just resting. The blow to her head could have been fatal had it hit her neck,but it narrowly missed." Recovery Girl sighed.

Mirio sighed with relief. At least Nejire was safe. He couldn't say the same for Tamaki, not without potentially lying.

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Tamaki groaned. His head hurt like hell.

The third year looked around the room he was in. It looked like a storage facility. His hands were cuffed together, as were his feet.

"He's a cutie, think he's single?"

"Omajo, would you quit being so Gay for ten minutes?"

"What's in it for me?"

"Whatever.You can torture him, just don't kill him permanently."

Tamaki tensed up at the words torture and kill.

"Thanks Isigi-Sama! Love you~"

Kagame Omajo walked into Tamaki's field of view.

"Hello there! I'm Kagame! You're Amajiki? Hey, what's your first name, that'll make it easier to make you a nickname~" The boy giggled.

Tamaki stayed silent, terrified out of his mind. Kagame sighed, taking a knife from his pocket. He made a deep cut from Tamaki's left eye to his lip. The blade was so sharp it barely hurt...

"I asked you a question," Kagame said, "now answer it."

"T-Tamaki..." Tamaki stuttered.

"Hmmm... How about Hoseki-Chan? Yes, yes, perfect!" The blonde boy jumped around with excitement.

Tamaki stared, stunned.

"We're gonna have such fun, Hoseki-Chan."

WARNING!
THE MAJORITY OF THIS CHAPTER IS ABOUT TORTURE. IF YOU ARE SQUEAMISH OR DISLIKE GORE, PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER.

Kagame Omajo
Quirk- Sumu
Allows him to kill people and bring them back to life. Can only use it five times a day. If he used it too often, he will be in a state similar to that of a drunk person.

Kagame looked at the knife in his hands, toying simultaneously with it and Tamaki.

"Y'know, we had to wait a while before I could start playing with you, Hoseki-Chan. We had to make sure your body was completely out of food to power your Quirk. We heard it was based on food." Kagame sighed.

Tamaki tensed more, he hadn't even tried to use his Quirk up until that point. Damn it.

"A shame, hey? I wanna see, but it's too risky. At least, until you're being good." Kagame sighed.

Being good? What the fuck did that mean?

"Let's play twenty questions. I ask a question, you answer. If you don't answer honestly, I cut you!" Kagame laughed excitedly.

Tamaki nodded stiffly.

"Hmm, how old are you? I'm eighteen~"

"S-Seventeen."

"I see, a year isn't too bad, hey? Hm... Who is your best friend?"

"Mir-Mirio."

Kagame's face contorted with rage.

"Wrong! I'm your only friend!" He picked a blunt knife up and slashed Tamaki's arm. The indigo haired boy screamed.

"Try. Again. Who's your best friend?" Kagame said sternly.

Tamaki glared at the blonde before him.

"Mirio."

It took three hours.

"Who is your best friend?" Kagame asked for the forty fifth time.

Tamaki looked up blankly.

"Kagame."

The blonde's face lit up.

"Yay! Next question. Ooh, what's your villain alias?" Kagame grinned.

"I-I don't have a villain alias." Tamaki stuttered.

"It's the same as your hero one, I dunno it though. Isigi-Sama didn't tell me." Kagame pouted.

"I don't have a villain alias." Tamaki said again, more firmly.

"Really? Hello, I think my record is stuck on loop." Kagame sighed.

He picked the bloodied knife up again, and stabbed it into the younger boy's arm, dragging it along slowly.

Tamaki screamed bloody murder. Kagame sighed, Tamaki wouldn't answer the question his way no matter what he did.

"Fine, your lame ass hero alias, or whatever." The childish adult sighed, rolling his eyes.

"Suneater." Tamaki said, brushing the tears from his eyes.

Kagame pulled Tamaki's unscathed arm towards himself and began to write into it.

Tamaki screamed and cried for help.

Nobody could hear him. Nobody would come.

"There! A lil' reminder of your villain name." Kagame smiled, wiping the blood from his 'masterpiece' with a cloth.

Tamaki looked at his arm. 'Shingetsu'.

"Next question!"

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"Awh man, Kani-Chan come on! I was having such funn~" Kagame slurred.

"God damn it, Omajo. Of course you'd go overboard..."

Tamaki pushed himself to the corner of the room he was in.

"Don't try anything, Kid." The second person snapped.

Tamaki nodded, pulling his knees to his chest. The door slammed shut and he began to sob into his knees. God damn it, why him?