Location: Tokyo News Network - Control Room
Date: Tuesday | 08:00 PM
BEEP. BEEP.
Sato paced back and forth behind the main mixing desks.
He wasn't sitting in front of a camera anymore. He was the CEO now.
"Patch the CNN feed through to monitor three!" Sato yelled, pointing at a stressed technician. "Get the translation team on the line. I want subtitles ready in ten seconds. Move!"
BZZZT.
BZZZT.
RING. RING.
The control room was pure chaos. Phones rang non-stop.
The massive screens on the wall showed blurry drone footage.
It was a ruined suburban lawn in America. It showed Star and Stripe hitting a man in a dark suit.
Then, the man just crumbled into grey ash and blew away in the wind.
They didn't know if he died or escape but with the reaction to the America Government afterwards , All For One should still be alive.
The news was already viral.
The World Heroes Association just hit the global red alert.
The leader of the League of Villains was back.
The panic was instant.
In Egypt, the top hero Salaam and the government grounded all flights and locked the borders.
In Singapore, Big Red Dot issued a shelter-in-place order for the whole country.
They were terrified, but they were also praising Star and Stripes online.
She battled the Demon Lord 1 on 1 and fought back and managed to defeat him. The internet was comparing her to All Might and Captain Celebrity, saying she should be Top 1 in America right now. Much to annoyance of Christopher.
Back in Japan, the response was direct. Endeavor and Best Jeanist didn't wait for government orders.
They put their entire hero agencies on maximum alert the second the news went world wide. Looking for any attacks to the League of Villains.
_-_-_-_
Location: The All Might Hero Agency, Tokyo
Date: Tuesday | 08:15 PM
CRACK.
All Might gripped the edge of his heavy office desk. The wood splintered under his giant fingers.
He stared at the massive TV screen on the wall, watching the news loop the footage of the fight.
"Get my pilot on the line," All Might said. His deep voice rattled the windows. "I need a flight to Washington right now. I have to go help her hunt him down."
"Sit down, Toshinori," a gruff voice ordered.
Gran Torino sat on the office couch.
He leaned on his wooden cane, glaring at the giant man.
"He attacked Cathleen's family," All Might argued, turning around. "He left his track. This is our chance to end him."
"You are not thinking straight," Gran Torino said flatly. "Look at the screen. The fight is over. He turned to ash and ran away. If you leave Japan right now, what do you think happens here?"
All Might stopped.
"He is a master of misdirection," Gran Torino pointed out. "The League of Villains is still hiding in this country. You are the Symbol of Peace. The second you fly over the ocean, his followers will maybe attack Tokyo and other parts of Japan. You have to trust the Americans to handle their own backyard."
"You're right. I can see from the footage he couldn't bypass her shield. He realized he was outmatched and vanished to save himself. I'm just worried about what he plans to do next."
"What you need to do right now is to stay here. And supress if the League of Villains emerged."
Toshinori let go of the desk. He hated it, but the old man was right.
'I really need someone who can track his whereabouts. Maybe we can end this once and for all. I can't do it all alone.' Toshinori thought as he looked at the blurred video that recorded the fight between Star and Stripes and All For One.
_-_-_-_
Location: Naruhata Apartment - Room 204
CLICK. CLACK.
Kaito sat on his couch in sweatpants and a loose t-shirt.
He typed casually on his laptop.
The whole internet was melting down.
Videos, conspiracy theories, and raw panic filled every timeline.
Kaito just scrolled past it.
He wasn't worried about the villain's grand plan. If All For One ever actually knocked on the door to Room 204, Kaito would just beat him into the pavement.
But he was worried about the Bates. He picked up his phone and dialed.
RING. RING.
"Hello?" a quiet voice answered.
"Sarah," Kaito said, leaning back on the couch. "Are you guys okay?"
"Kaito," Sarah let out a huge breath. She sounded exhausted. "Yeah. We are safe. The military moved us into a secure bunker under Cassie's base."
"I saw the news," Kaito said. "I am really sorry about the house."
"Oh, who cares about the house," Mrs. Bate's voice suddenly came over the line. The phone shuffled. "Kaito, it's Martha. Cassie's mother."
"Hi, Mrs. Bate," Kaito said.
"He brought sweets," Mrs. Bate said. Her voice was shaking now. "He sat in my living room, drank my tea, and smiled at me. He acted like a perfect gentleman. And then he just... he just looked at Paul and told us we were collateral. He was going to hold us hostage."
Kaito listened quietly.
"If you didn't help Cassie with that shield," Mr. Bate's voice joined in. He was close to the phone. "If she didn't have that rule on Sarah's necklace, we would be dead right now. Or he would have used us to break Cassie."
"You saved us, son," Mr. Bate said firmly. "We owe you."
"You don't owe me anything," Kaito said honestly. "Cathleen is the one who set the rule. I'm just glad you are all safe."
"When this is all over, you are coming over for a real dinner," Mrs. Bate sniffled. "I'm cooking."
"I'll hold you to that," Kaito smiled.
The phone shuffled again. Sarah came back on.
"How is Cathleen doing?" Kaito asked.
"She is completely losing her mind," Sarah whispered. "She is so mad. The guy she fought turned to dust and blew away. Now she has all the jets up in the air scanning the whole East Coast trying to find him."
"Tell her not to push herself too hard," Kaito said. "And you guys just get some sleep."
"Thanks, Kaito. Goodnight."
BEEP.
Kaito set his phone on the coffee table. He looked at the laptop screen again.
The villain turned to dust. That meant he used a clone or a warp quirk.
Kaito didn't really care to figure it out. His friends were safe. That was all that mattered tonight.
But across the world, the reality of that fight had been far more brutal than what the news cameras captured.
*-*-*-*-*-*
Location: The Ruined Lawn, New York
Time: Two Hours Earlier
"I'm going to rip your head off," Cathleen growled.
"NEW ORDER!"
RUMBLE.
She didn't hesitate for a single second. She reached down and grabbed a massive, jagged steel pipe sticking out of the broken concrete of her house.
SCRAPE.
She locked her eyes on the man in the suit.
"This steel pipe ignores molecular cohesion."
SWISH.
She crossed the ten feet between them in a flash and swung the heavy pipe right at his neck.
"Heh."
All For One didn't dodge. He just smiled.
He raised his left arm. His skin instantly turned dark grey, hardening like solid iron to block the hit.
CLANG—SHLUCK.
The pipe didn't bounce. It didn't even slow down. It slid right through his hardened defense like warm butter and sliced his arm completely off.
THUD.
SPLAT.
His forearm dropped heavily onto the grass. Blood sprayed across the ruined lawn.
"What?!"
All For One leaped backward. He stared down at his bleeding stump. He blinked.
Then, he started to laugh.
"Heheh-haha! I love you more and more."
A loud, deep, completely unhinged laugh echoed across the street.
He hadn't taken raw damage like this since Hero X beat him into the dirt.
"Oh, this is going to be fun," All For One grinned.
POP. SQUELCH.
Muscle and bone burst out of his stump. His arm grew back in two seconds.
The torn suit jacket sleeve fluttered in the wind. High-Speed Regeneration.
He dropped the polite businessman act entirely.
KRA-KOOM.
He unleashed everything.
A massive wave of black hellfire, a crushing gravity field, and a pressurized air cannon all erupted from his body at the exact same time.
The sheer force melted the street and ripped the remaining trees out of the ground.
CRACKLE. HISS.
Cathleen walked right through the black fire.
The heat scorched her hero suit, but the physical force of the blast bounced right off her automatic vector shield.
She charged him.
VWOOSH.
All For One disappeared.
Overclock and Spatial Warping.
He became a dark blur, moving faster than the human eye could track.
He teleported totally out of the way before the pipe could reach him.
BZZT.
He reappeared directly behind her.
SMASH.
He punched the back of her head with a massive kinetic boost.
CRACK. SNAP.
His own wrist shattered into white powder.
Cathleen's logic loop triggered automatically. The entire force of his punch was violently inverted and blasted right back into his own bones.
VWOOSH.
He teleported away, healing his hand on the fly. He appeared above her, throwing wind blades.
FWIP. FWIP.
He appeared beside her, kicking at her ribs.
BA-BAM.
"I really want you"
Every single time he hit her, his own bones broke.
"DIE!"
Every time she swung the unblockable pipe, he warped away just in time.
It was a brutal, high-speed stalemate.
Cathleen glared at the empty air. He was too fast. He kept warping before the pipe could physically cross the distance.
She remembered sitting in the base with Kaito. They were talking about her quirk and video games.
Kaito had told her about a mechanic called 'Hitscan' in shooter games.
'If the someone is too fast to hit,' Kaito had said, 'delete the travel time. Make the damage spawn right on their body the second you pull the trigger.'
Cathleen tightened her grip on the steel pipe. She canceled her old rule.
"New Order!" she yelled loudly. "If I swing this pipe and look at my target, the physical impact instantly spawns on his body!"
BZZT.
High above the street, All For One teleported fifty feet into the night sky.
HUMMMM.
He charged a massive, glowing laser between his hands to wipe out the whole block.
Cathleen looked up at him. She swung the pipe hard at the empty air in front of her.
WHOOSH.
CRUNCH.
All For One's chest caved in violently.
There was no shockwave. No wind. No projectile to dodge.
The brutal hit just spawned directly on his ribs. He spit out a massive mouthful of blood and dropped out of the sky.
CRASH.
He hit the pavement hard, cracking the street.
Cathleen marched forward. She looked right at him and swung the pipe at the air again.
WHOOSH.
CRACK.
All For One's jaw shattered. His head snapped hard to the side.
She swung again.
WHOOSH.
SNAP.
His right knee bent completely backward.
"ARGH!"
He screamed, forcing his regeneration quirks to overdrive just to fix his face and leg at the same time.
'I didn't expect this quirk to be so troublesome. How come I didn't noticed it from before. It's more comprehensive than One For All'
He looked up at her in pure shock. Distance didn't mean anything to her anymore. He couldn't run away.
"Then..."
BZZT.
He teleported straight down to the ground, appearing right in her face.
If he couldn't run, he had to fight close.
SIZZLE.
He threw his hands at her face.
They were glowing with bright green acid and raw radiation.
He was trying to bypass the kinetic shield, trying to touch her skin just to have physical contact.
CLANG.
Cathleen parried his radioactive hands with the steel pipe. She stepped inside his guard and slammed her fist straight into his throat.
GAK.
She swung the pipe hard into his ribs.
THUD. CRACK.
It was a brutal, ugly street fight. They traded heavy blows at point-blank range.
All For One's body was getting ripped to shreds faster than his quirks could heal the damage.
He was completely outmatched in pure combat.
*-*-*-*-*-*
VWOOSH.
All For One warped backward, putting a good twenty feet of distance between them.
THUD.
He landed heavily on a piece of broken concrete.
HUFF-PUFF.
His breathing was rough and heavy. His expensive suit was completely shredded, and blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.
All For One wiped the blood off his chin with the back of his hand.
He looked at his own blood, and then he looked up at her. He was actually smiling.
"I have to admit," All For One panted, his chest heaving. "Aside from that monster who locked me up and I was unable to fight back, Hero X... you are the most troublesome person I have ever fought. Even more troublesome than All Might. I had a lot of fun today."
Cathleen gripped her steel pipe with both hands.
CRUNCH.
She crushed the loose rocks under her boots, glaring at him.
"Shut up," Cathleen snapped. "I'm going to rip your head off."
"I really am disappointed," All For One ignored her anger, his smile growing wider. "I came all this way because I desperately wanted to possess you today."
Cathleen tightened her jaw in pure disgust.
"Your power, I mean," All For One clarified smoothly, leaning into his gentleman act. "It is a true masterpiece. I wanted to take it and make it my own. But I can admit when I have hit a wall. Your logic loop is absolutely flawless. I can't even get a single drop of your blood."
He adjusted his torn collar.
"So," All For One sighed calmly. "Since Plan A is a bust, I will just proceed to Plan Two."
Cathleen frowned. Her unhinged rage cooled down for a split second, replaced by hard confusion.
"What are you talking about?" Cathleen demanded.
HUMMMM.
All For One floated backward into the air. He hovered ten feet off the ground, looking down at her like a proud teacher looking at a stubborn student.
"Did you really think I would risk my actual life?" All For One asked, tilting his head to the side. "Did you think I would fly across an entire ocean just to knock on your front door and pick a fight?"
Cathleen stared at him. Her stomach suddenly dropped.
"You fought incredibly well, Cathleen," All For One praised her, spreading his arms. "But you are just fighting a copy. A disposable vessel holding sixty percent of my power."
"You're lying!" Cathleen roared.
"My real body is busy doing actual business right now," All For One grinned.
"..."
It was a massive smokescreen. He just wanted to keep her out of the sky.
"NO!"
BOOM.
Cathleen kicked off the pavement, launching herself high into the air. She raised the steel pipe, ready to cave his skull in.
All For One didn't warp away. He didn't block.
He just raised his own right hand and pressed it flat against his chest.
SIZZLE.
He activated Decay on his own body.
"Goodbye," the clone smiled.
CRUMBLE.
The dark grey suit, the bones, and the flesh underneath instantly turned into dry, grey ash.
WHOOSH.
A strong gust of night wind caught the thick dust and blew it across the street.
Cathleen swung her pipe as hard as she could.
SWISH.
The heavy steel passed right through the empty cloud of ash. There was nothing left to hit.
BAM.
She landed heavily on the ruined street. Her boots cracked the pavement.
There was no body on the ground to arrest. There was no blood left to bag for a DNA sample.
He was just gone.
"Damn it!" Cathleen screamed at the top of her lungs.
*-*-*-*-*-*
Location: Washington D.C. - Armed Forces Medical Vault
It was completely dark.
This was the Quirk Plane.
A massive, empty space where consciousness and quirks traveled.
FWOOSH.
A bright spark of light moved through the pitch-black void.
It zoomed across an invisible line, snapping backward hard to its original source.
Inside a bright, sterile white hallway, a man stood quietly.
He looked exactly like the man who just turned to dust in New York. Because he was the original body.
All For One opened his eyes.
The other seventy percent of his quirk factor violently snapped back into his physical body.
HUUF-PUFF.
He took a deep breath. He felt a massive rush of power as his soul returned to one hundred percent.
All For one smiled.
"It really worked. Vestige Realm plan really succeeded."
He looked around the hallway. The military base was completely empty.
Because of the massive fight and the destruction in New York, the Pentagon panicked.
They scrambled every available hero, fighter jet, and security squad to the suburbs to back up Star and Stripe.
They completely left the underground medical vaults unguarded. It was the perfect distraction.
Step. Step.
Casually stepped over the bodies of two unconscious security guards on the floor.
All For One walked up to a massive steel vault door.
He placed his bare hand on the heavy metal lock and used a simple spatial warping quirk to twist the tumblers inside the door.
CLICK.
CLACK.
The heavy steel door swung open.
WHOOSH.
A blast of freezing cold air hit his face. The room was lined with hundreds of deep-frozen drawers.
It was the genetic backup registry for every top hero in the American military.
All For One walked down the row. His footsteps echoed in the quiet room. He checked the metal labels.
He stopped at a drawer marked with a gold star.
He pulled it open. Inside sat three vials of bright red blood.
He picked one up, holding it up under the harsh white lights.
The DNA of Cathleen Bate.
The DNA of New Order.
"It really is too easy," All For One chuckled to himself.
He grabbed a secure metal cooler bag from a nearby counter.
He carefully placed the vials inside. Then, he walked down the other rows, grabbing the DNA of dozens of other top American heroes just because he could.
ZIP.
He zipped the bag shut, turned around, and walked out of the vault. Nobody even knew he was there.
_-_-_-_-_
Location: Dr. Garaki's Underground Lab, Japan
Date: One Week Later
BLUB. BLUB.
Thick green liquid bubbled loudly in the giant glass tubes lining the walls.
HISSSS.
The heavy metal door of the lab slid open.
All For One walked in. He was back in Japan.
He walked straight over to the main work table and set the heavy, silver cooler bag down.
THUD.
Dr. Garaki spun around in his rolling chair. He looked at the bag, then looked up at his boss.
"You're back, Master" Garaki said, pushing his thick goggles up. "The news said you turned to ash and vanished in America."
"I did," All For One said.
ZIP.
He opened the bag. He pulled out the frozen vials of blood and set them on the metal table.
Garaki gasped. He leaned forward, his eyes going wide.
"Is that..." Garaki stammered.
"New Order," All For One confirmed. "Start cultivating it right now. I want a perfect clone of this quirk ready as soon as possible."
Garaki carefully picked up a vial. He held it like it was a fragile bomb.
"But how did you pull this off?" Garaki asked, totally confused. "I watched the drone footage of the fight. She battered you. You couldn't even touch her."
"I didn't have to touch her," All For One smiled. He pulled out a chair and sat down. "I used a obscure quirk called Bio-Transmitter."
Garaki blinked. "Bio-Transmitter?"
"Yes," All For One nodded. "It turns the nervous system into a powerful radio tower. I implanted biological receptors into the perfect clone body you made for me. It allowed me to pilot the clone like a remote drone. We shared vision, processing the video feeds simultaneously while my real body stayed hidden as the main signal tower."
He chuckled softly, looking at the frozen blood.
"People always underestimate the weak quirks, Doctor... Even me... But weak quirks really have their own uses."
"....."
Garaki's eyes widened as he put the pieces together. "But the neural strain of piloting a body with that many active quirks... it would cause massive overheating and brain damage."
"Which is why it was mitigated," All For One explained calmly. "I split my quirk factor. I put seventy percent of my power and my active mind into that clone. I sent it to fight her hoping I could plunder the original quirk. While she was busy breaking the clone's bones, my main body walked right into the medical vault in Washington holding the other thirty percent."
Garaki started laughing.
"A total smokescreen!" Garaki cheered, slapping his knee. "You used yourself as the ultimate distraction, Master. The heroes don't even know they were robbed!"
"Exactly," All For One said calmly.
Garaki paused. He scratched his bald head, thinking about the mechanics.
"Wait a second," Garaki said. "Let's say Plan A actually worked. If the clone managed to touch her and steal the original quirk... how were you going to get it back to your main body? The biological radio waves from the Bio-Transmitter wouldn't be enough to transfer a quirk thousands of miles away."
"The soul is an anchor, Doctor," All For One explained. He tapped his chest. "If the clone stole New Order, the quirk would attach to that seventy percent of my soul. When I used Decay to destroy the clone's biological receptors and its physical body, that soul had no vessel left. It acted like a stretched rubber band. It snapped right back through the Quirk Plane into my main body, dragging the stolen quirk with it."
Garaki's jaw dropped. It was a flawless workaround.
"But then... why didn't you just keep fighting to steal the original?" Garaki asked. "Why settle for stealing frozen blood?"
All For One's smile faded. He thought about the hitscan pipe Cathleen used.
"Because taking the original was a suicide mission," All For One said seriously. "Cathleen can literally bend reality with a spoken rule. What if she set a rule on her own quirk right before I touched her? Something like, 'If my quirk is stolen, the thief dies from the inside'?"
Garaki shivered. "A poison pill."
"Exactly," All For One nodded, pointing at the blood vials. "But this? This is a blank slate. When you grow a copy of New Order from her DNA, it won't have Cathleen's will inside it. It won't have any hidden traps or rules programmed into it. It is perfectly safe."
Garaki turned back to his computer. He started typing commands to start the cloning process.
CLICK. CLACK.
"But a cloned quirk will be weaker than the original," Garaki noted, looking at the screen data. "You won't be able to warp the atmosphere or change the weather like she does."
All For One leaned back in his chair. He crossed his legs, looking completely satisfied.
"I don't need to warp the world, Doctor. I only need to warp my own biology."
Garaki stopped typing. He looked back at his boss.
"The final step is true immortality," All For One explained. His voice echoed slightly in the dark lab. "Once the quirk is ready, I will transfer my mind into my new, perfect body and any cloned body. I will use Decay internally. I will wipe out the angry vestiges of all the stolen quirks inside me. That will cause massive, fatal brain damage."
GULP.
Garaki swallowed hard. He listened closely.
"Then, I will use Overhaul to instantly rebuild my brain and body so I don't die," All For One continued. "And finally, I will use the copied New Order. I will set one permanent rule on my own body. 'My stolen quirks will never rebel.' "
"The Holy Trinity," Garaki whispered in awe.
"Yes," All For One smiled warmly. "Decay, Overhaul, and New Order. With those three, my body will never reject a quirk. I can create as many clones as I want. If I am ever killed, I just transfer my mind to the next body and repeat the loop. I will respawn forever. Nobody will ever be able to kill or trap me."
_-_-_-_-_
Location: Golden Manager Office, Naruhata
Date: Three Days Later
CLICK. CLICK.
Kaito sat at his desk. He scrolled down his computer screen.
PING. PING. PING.
His inbox was completely overflowing. The news of All For One blowing up a neighborhood in America had driven the hero industry insane.
Agencies from France, Brazil, and Korea were flooding his contact page. They were offering ridiculous amounts of money for a contract.
After seeing that Star and Stripes was able to fight All For One with the new development her quirk, New Order. Countless top pro heroes also wanted to hire Kaito Arisaka, the Golden Manager of Japan to stay with them for three months.
Kaito clicked his mouse and deleted the international folder.
He didn't care about the global bidding war. He just wanted to focus on the ground level in Japan at this moment.
Sip.
He picked up his mug and took a slow sip of black coffee.
KNOCK. KNOCK.
"Come in," Kaito said, setting the mug down.
The heavy wooden door opened. A tall man made entirely of wood stepped inside. He looked very tense.
"Arisaka," Kamui Woods said, giving a stiff nod.
"Kamui Woods," Kaito replied. He leaned back in his chair. "You usually call ahead. Have a seat."
Kamui Woods walked over and sat in the chair across from the desk. He didn't relax his shoulders.
"I know I am a walk-in," Kamui started, his voice serious. "And I know I struck out the last time I sat in that chair. When you picked Mirko for the contract over me, I didn't understood at first. But after seeing her came back after a month of hiatus, I instantly knew it."
Kaito crossed his arms. "You were close. You just had some bad match-ups you needed to figure out."
"I still do," Kamui admitted bluntly. "And I don't have time to figure them out slowly anymore. The streets are getting bad, Arisaka. The news about America... it riled up the local gangs. The low-level villains are getting bold. They think the top heroes are distracted looking for a Villain boss, so they are running wild."
Kaito nodded. He expected that. Big villain news always made the small street thugs brave.
"I need to lock my wards down," Kamui leaned forward. "My capture speed isn't fast enough. If someone has a fire quirk, I hesitate. I need your help to break my bad habits before someone in my patrol zone gets killed."
Kaito looked at the wooden hero. Kamui was humble.
He actually cared about the normal people on the street, not the PR rankings.
Before Kaito could answer, loud footsteps echoed in the hallway outside.
BANG.
The office door swung wide open.
CRUNCH. CRUNCH.
A massive, round man in a bright yellow hoodie squeezed through the doorframe. He held a giant, family-sized bag of potato chips in his left hand.
"Yo! Arisaka!" Fat Gum yelled cheerfully. He waved his massive hand, spilling a few chip crumbs on the floor. "Long time no see, buddy!"
Kamui Woods jumped slightly, turning around in his chair. He looked completely annoyed.
"Taishiro? What are you doing here? I'm in the middle of a meeting."
Fat Gum blinked, chewing loudly. "Oh, my bad, Shinji. I thought we were all just dropping by today."
Kaito actually smiled. He dropped his serious, professional posture entirely.
"Taishiro," Kaito greeted him warmly. "It has been a while."
Fat Gum walked over, completely dwarfing the second chair as he sat down. He looked around the expensive office.
"Man, look at this place," Fat Gum laughed. "You really moved up in the world. Last time I saw you, we were sitting in that sweaty basement over at the Support Hero Hub."
"I remember," Kaito chuckled.
It was two years ago. Before Kaito started the Golden Manager agency, he was just auditing support gear.
Fat Gum had come into the basement complaining that his hero suits kept tearing during fights.
Kaito realized Fat Gum's quirk burned massive amounts of calories, causing his body size to shrink rapidly mid-battle.
They had been on good terms ever since.
"So," Kaito asked, resting his elbows on the desk. "Kamui is here because the streets are getting rough. What brings you here? A contract?"
"Same thing," Fat Gum sighed. He actually looked serious for a second. "The big guys are looking up at the sky waiting for All For One to drop. I'm looking at the alleys. My boys are getting into too many scraps. I want to hit harder, Arisaka. I want to end fights faster so nobody gets caught in the crossfire. Will you take me on?"
Kaito looked at the two rising heroes sitting in his office.
Kamui Woods was tense, skinny, and dead serious.
Fat Gum was relaxed, massive, and eating loud snacks.
They were complete opposites. But neither of them had the massive, fragile egos of the top ten veterans. They just wanted to do their jobs better.
This was the exact cooldown project Kaito wanted.
"Alright," Kaito smiled.
SLIDE.
He opened his desk drawer and pulled out two blank contract folders. He tossed them onto the desk.
"I'll take you both," Kaito said.
"....."
Kamui Woods let out a deep breath of relief.
Fat Gum cheered loudly, stuffing another handful of chips into his mouth.
"But we are doing this my way," Kaito added, his voice getting firmer. He pointed at Kamui.
"Shinji, we are going to break your entire capture routine. You are way too predictable."
Kamui nodded firmly. "Understood."
Kaito turned his finger and pointed at the giant yellow hero. "And Taishiro."
"Yeah?" Fat Gum asked, chewing mid-bite.
"We need to have a very serious talk about your diet," Kaito said deadpan.
Fat Gum froze. He slowly lowered the bag of chips to his lap. He groaned loudly, throwing his head back.
"Oh man," Fat Gum whined. "Come on, Arisaka. Please don't take my snacks away."
Kamui Woods just shook his head. Kaito laughed. The next contract had officially started.
Two contracts simultaneously with each other.
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