Meeting the Grand Commander of The Meta Liberation Army!

Three days later

Bullet left school secretly and came to Deika city without telling anyone.

He was wearing a dark green trench coat with a black t-shirt, jeans and black boots.

His messy hair was tied up and his eyes were half opened, looking bored.

Currently, he was standing in an elevator with a dull faced guy.

The elevator door opened and Bullet was escorted out, coming to see Rikiya from the TV along with a few others. They all turned to him and Bullet noticed Kizuki as well as someone he wouldn't have dreamt of ever seeing again, Black Market Dealer Giran.

Giran looked over and smirked "Long time no see, Kiddo." Bullet snorted and turned to Rikiya, who smiled "Sorry about the pat down, times are very crazy nowadays. It's better to be safe than sorry."

Bullet looked at them all flatly, he didn't have time for criminal nonsense, "I came alone. You don't have to worry about Heroes showing up." Rikiya raised a brow and smiled happily, "Not a stupid as you look."

Bullet looked at him and turned to Kizuki, "I had a feeling. So persistent about Meta Liberation book, right after get a card say Big Boss want to meet. You should've called him, right?" Kizuki smiled sweetly, "What can I say? I just couldn't help myself, a freak like you around my family gave me shivers~ Brr~"

Bullet ignored her and looked at Rikiya, "No games. You not stupid. Me neither. Publish Meta book, your handy work, right?" Rikiya held his hands behind his back, smiling "Not bad. Let me reintroduce myself, I am Re-Destro, Grand Commander of the Meta Liberation Army."

He even mimicked a bow and Bullet was unamused, "Figured. You look like a lunatic to me. Not to mention, you're so sloppy. It makes sense that you'd find the book attractive." Rikiya cracked his neck and smiled wider, "Oho? Care to explain?"

Bullet snorted, "Guy who came that night, eyes not right. Mentioned you and they looked to be full of worship like a god. Lunatic Army is full of lunatics, alright… Surprised me most when you invited me here." he sighed and added, "For one failure of a woman, you went so far. Should I call you caring or idiotic…"

Kizuki grit her teeth and Bullet curled his lips, "Sorry, 'Aunty'. Family's gonna be sad at your funeral." he turned to the window and asked "Whole town army, right? That's good, no innocents harmed."

Rikiya smiled in amusement, "It almost sounds like you think you're going to leave this room alive, my friend. Come sit down, let's talk for a bit. After all, the last words you'll ever speak will be in this room, wouldn't it be nice to live a little longer?"

Bullet walked to the table and sat down next to Giran, looking at Rikiya, asking "All these people. It's a bit too much for only Bullet. Expecting guests?" Rikiya chuckled, "Something like that, at any rate, care to share your opinions on our cause? We're all very interested!"

Bullet looked around and smiled, "Nice to meet all of you, names?" Giran leaned over, saying "I got info for ya, kid." Bullet replied flatly "I don't have money, Giran." Giran snorted with curled lips, "This time's free… Consider it a friend discount. That bean pole with the bangs is Tomoyasu Chikazoku or Skeptic; the salaryman wannabe is Koku Hanabata or Trumpet; the abstract art project is Chitose Kizuki or Curious; and finally the balding vulture is Rikiya Yotsubashi or Re-Drestro."

Before whispering "You didn't really come here alone did you…?" Bullet ignored him looking at them all, smiling "You can call me Nameless, I guess. Haven't tried to kill me yet, so I assume you have another purpose? As far as Bullet know, kidnapping Black Market Dealer is bad for Business."

Giran nodded on the side, adding "Chopping fingers isn't great either." Bullet said "Shut up, Giran." Giran just smiled.

Skeptic typed on a laptop, saying "Well, Re-Destro thought you'd get a kick out of the show that's about to take place. Curious did some digging of her own…" Kizuki smiled gently, "You have quite the background, kid. Ties to Vigilantes, Villains, Jailbirds, the whole cornucopia of crime."

Bullet was calm and Trumpet simply smiled, "I'd like to hear these so-called heretical views of yours." Bullet leaned his cheek on his palm, resting his elbow on the table, "Oh? Just this? I'm flattered, really. Re-Destro, so bored?"

Rikiya waved his finger and smiled "Not bored, more intrigued. Honestly, if you can change your views, we may really be able to work together. As I said over the phone, you really have some major potential as a walking advertisement. Not to mention, having a Quirkless guy spread the good word of our cause would turn some heads."

Skeptic added, "Ah! There's also the fact that we're monitoring your girlfriend's parents." Bullet snorted from his nose, smiling, "So scary. Bullet has goosebumps. Really. Promise. Question more important. Say you win, change world. You don't think about after? Everyone use their Quirk to get whatever they want… Don't think that eventually come after you to sit in your place?"

Bullet slid a finger on the table and rubbed it with his thumb, adding boredly "Think everyone full of trust, sing Kumbaya and hold hands? Own company, shouldn't be so stupid, right?"

Rikiya nodded and smiled, "Of course not. Our army is over 116,000 strong. This will be a vanguard for a new society. Of course, changes will have to take place. A complete restructure of society, however, if we don't do it, who will? Maybe you don't understand, but for people who have Quirks, it's almost suffocating not being able to use them. What Destro wanted was complete and utter freedom. Do you really think the world is fine the way it is? As someone who was abandoned by it, you should know best, no?"

Bullet rolled his eyes, smiling "Abandoned by the world, yeah. Not good feeling. World not so good, but Life isn't fair. You want complete freedom, but this is impossible. Not enough resources for everyone to have everything and all be the same. The Meta Book say that everyone can live together with complete freedom, this like anarchist society. I do what I want, if I rob banks, it's alright. I'm allowed."

Bullet waved his hand and chuckled, "When someone say why do you have all this money, I want some and starts killing, who will stop him? The strongest. So really, you don't want freedom. You're just a hypocrite, right?"

Rikiya frowned and Trumpet said dangerously "Mind your tongue, boy!" Bullet ignored him, continuing "Destro picture idealized society. Dream of this. Every night go to bed thinking if only allowed to use my Quirk, do what I want. This not to be free, but to live outside the law, be above the rules! Meta Human Liberation, hahaha… It's a big joke! You just said so yourself. As far as I understand the book, for Destro's ideal world, there shouldn't be any laws or rules. Money? Don't need it, I trade you this for that, we both get what we want."

Bullet curled his lips, asking "But what if I don't want to trade with you. I give you car, you give me bicycle? I kill you and take both. This sounds so much better for me. I'm stronger than you, why should I play nice? Bullet tell Kizuki before, same thing."

Bullet rolled his eyes, "All-Might in prime, Emperor of the World if you succeed. Then you can't get what you want at all because you don't have the strength to grab it from All-Might. World very sick, need help, yes. Destro's vision… More like fantasy fairytale dreamland."

Bullet held out his hands and laughed, "Come, Re-Destro. I join you, we hold hands and sing Kumbaya all day, okay?"

A massive black arm smashed the table to bits as Bullet took his hands back, grinning while wiggling his fingers as he looked at the furious Rikiya, who's black splotches overed half his body.