I enjoy torturing Tsukauchi, plus wholesome Midoriya, a second of Eraser and a world ending amount of Yagi. _________________________ So what he did instead was go to the break room and shake whatever bit of information he could. Seeing as the man was equally confused (at least he hoped so) and utterly exhausted as Tsukauchi was himself, that wasn't going to be too hard. And Eraser just fucking shrugged "Dunno" he answered when Tsukauchi had asked him why the vigilante had been with him, uncuffed "I'm equally confused as you are, Detective." the hero sighed audibly as the coffee from his mug seemed to dissipate into the air "He just walked up to me, said 'Oh nooo, you caught me, whatever shall I do?' and then proceeded to, and I quote 'gracefully allowed such a lowlife as me get blessed by his companionship' on my patrol until I finally had enough of his little comments and took him here" silence, then slight slurping filled the room "In conclusion, I have no clue" and just like that, the hero was gone and another dirty mug was added to the already big pile of dirty mugs in the precinct sink. Tsukauchi stared at the retreating figure of the the hero, lost. "What" he repeated This story is inspired by Provoked by MidnightSoulz on ao3.All Rights Reserved