What's The Truth?

Hero Run In

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"Show me you're worthy" sir nighteye said. Bakugo was taken aback by the request, how was he supposed to show he was worthy?

"And how exactly do you want me to do that?" Bakugo hissed. "Take this stamp and stamp the paper yourself.
But understand some things,
Once this paper is stamped anything and everything you do will be reflected into me, you'll be paid for the hero work you do, and there is no escaping this contract until you go through all the time required here" he said pulling out a stamp.

"That's all? Heh, easy" Bakugo said getting up. He tried to grab the stamp but sir night eye dropped it into his pinky from his thumb. "If you know anything about my quirk you'd give up now" sir nighteye said after managing a touch on Bakugo.

He gasped at what he saw in his foresight but Bakugo continued. Bakugo exploded nighteye and in that confusing swept his feet from beneath him. Using one for all Bakugo then jumped and grabbed the stamp that was floating in the air.

"Heh, what was that?" Bakugo chuckled as he grabbed his paper and stamped it. Sir nighteye got up and dusted himself off. "Hm. I'll allow you to take the job but I still don't believe you deserve one for all" sir night eye sighed. "You can deny facts but that doesn't mean they aren't true. Anyways, when does work start?" Bakugo asked.

"Here's your time sheet. This will stay the stay for as long as you work here" sir nighteye handed Bakugo a sheet of paper with a whole schedule.

"Work days:
Monday, Wednesday, Friday.
Work time:
8:30am-5:30pm
Every other week, Saturday counts as a work day.
Sunday, Tuesday, and Thursday or your only true days off.
You have to come in if I call no matter what going on.
You'll get paid around 3100¥ an hour(30 dollars an hour)
You can't ever be late"

That's what the paper had said. Mirio came walking in, he saw Bakugo holding a time sheet and jumped with excitement. "You got it!" Miro chirped.
"Of course I did" Bakugo chuckled.

"You're dismissed" sir nighteye sighed. Bakugo walked out.

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Midoryia was sitting in the main room of the Yakuza base, fabric Blue couches, green carpet, white tiles, bright ceiling lights, and plain white walls was what the room basically looked like. Chisaki was sitting across from him using his phone. Midoryia was wearing The plain black suit Chisaki gave him and the black plague mask.

"I need to get him to tell me the girl's quirk" Midoryia thought to himself.
"Hey Chisaki!" Midoryia began. "What?" Chisaki glanced up from his phone and looked at Midoryia.
"That girl, well is she the person you're making the drugs out of? Not like I care but I wanna know" Midoryia asked. "Yes why?" Chisaki's gaze tensed up as he slowly put his hand on his gloves in preparation.

"Well if it isn't too much trouble, I'd like to help with the production of the drugs." Midoryia said. Chisaki's eyes widened, he was no longer tense. "Well.
You already seem to know what the drugs are made out of so I guess you helping wouldn't be an issue.
But, how did you figure it out?" Chisaki asked.

"Well it was a bit obvious. She was wrapped up in bandages, had fear written all over, was trying to run away, and when you left that bullet at our first meeting I did a bit of dissecting and found human DNA. The puzzle pieces practically solved themselves" Midoryia replied. "Okay.
If you want to help then I want you to carry the girl in and out of the lab, I also want you to help strap her down and stop her shaking" Chisaki said. "Any dangers I should worry about? What's her quirk?" Midoryia slid the question there so perfectly it wasn't even suspicious.