Protecting Him

Chapter 43. Confide

*Warnings: Mentions of Torture/Child Abuse/ Slight Gore~*

Third Person POV~

Meanwhile [Name] has settled her small dispute with Todoroki Shoto. A certain group... was gearing up to make their third move. And each time they were defeated... they came back stronger...

In a shady bar, located in Kamino Ward, in Yokohama City, was Shigaraki Tomura sitting on a barstool. His ruby colored eyes observing a photograph of Midoriya Izuku from the Sports Festival. His thoughts interrupted as there was a knock on the door and a man addressing him.

"We've been spreading the word about you for the past few days." Said a man whose villainous name was known as Giran. He's a broker affiliated with the League. "About how it seems like something big's about to go down."

"Well?" Shigaraki decayed the photograph with a crush of his hand. "Who are they?" he rasped.

Into the bar emerged two people; a young chipper girl with a school uniform and a young man with black hair. The girl had blonde hair styled in two perfect buns, she had the look of an energetic and slightly psychotic persona. The other was a young man around his early twenties with a distinctive physical feature in the form of purple patchwork like scars held by surgical staples. He had cold looking turquoise eyes.

"Whooooa, you're a buddy of the great Stainy, right, Hand dude!? Tell me you are!" the blonde gleefully exclaimed. "I wanna join too! Your League of Villains!"

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To say Shigaraki Tomura was displeased and annoyed would be well a complete understatement. He clearly didn't like the two who had arrived at his territory.

"Kurogiri, warp them away. It like the two types I hate most showed up as a duo." He pointed at them, "A brat... and a guy with no manners."

"Huh?" the girl confusedly gasped.

Kurogiri as usual tired settling down Shigaraki's foul mood. "You could at least humor them with a chat, Shigaraki Tomura. If they're being introduced by our influential broker friend here... we can be sure they're at lease competent fighters." He reasoned calmly.

Blowing a cloud of smoke from his cigarette Giran said, "Either way, I'll take my finder's fee now, Kurogiri. As for introductions, let's start with this high school cutie." He pointed at the blonde. "The media's kept her face and name under strict lockdown, but she's a person of interest in a string of death by blood-letting."

"I'm Toga. Toga Himiko. Life is too hard! I wanna make a world that's easier to live in! I wanna be Mr. Stainy! I wanna kill Mr. Stainy! So, let me join you Tomura!" Toga ecstatically spoke.

Shigaraki wasn't amused. "I don't get it. You some kind of freak?"

Next off, Giran began introducing the young man, "Next, this young man has no outstanding criminal record to speak of but he's enamored with the Hero Killer's ideals."

The young man interrupted, "I'm not sure about this." His deep voice was laced with distrust, "Is this bunch really so dedicated to the cause. I mean, they're about to let this nutjob join up."

"Hey. Hey." Shigaraki rasped, "At least freak girl here can state her own name. If you're a proper adult, how about you try doing that?"

"I go by Dabi right now." The scarred man stoically spoke.

"No good. Your real name." Shigaraki said fed up.

The guy named Dabi surely had no fear for his life as he replied nonchalantly, "You'll know it when you need to. Anyway... the Hero Killer's will... I plan to make it a reality."