37 End of a long night
[There was a mistake with autocorrect yesterday with regards to the name Manual, which was changed to Manuel for some reason. Oh well, no one expected the Spanish inquisition]
Seeing that those two teleported away, Hiroto moved his sight back down to the fight happening below them. From what he saw, Todoroki seemed to be able to put up more of a fight as compared to the past. He started to use his ice to create weapons for close-quarters fighting in this cramped alleyway.
Although… his weapon handling skill does suck, since Afro Samurai was able to bypass his guard and almost kill him, leaving Izuku to save him in the nick of time. Gotta love that plot armor.
Hiroto was starting to get bored watching them as well as waiting for Rumi, but then he heard something that made his eye twitch. It was Todoroki who shouted at Izuku, saying that this guy is nothing compared to Hiroto, which resulted in them getting a powerup.
Shortly afterward, Iida joined the fight with Todoroki's help, and in the end, they subdued the man. Breathing heavily, the three were on their last legs as they almost collapsed from fatigue and pain after the fight.
Hiroto then decided to enter the show, wanting to finally perform a superhero landing. With that, he stood up from the edge of the roof and dropped down, his cape fluttering behind him.
However, who would ever suspect that Afro Samurai would still be able to get up and tried to launch a sneak attack on the 3 kids. In the end, just as he was about to slash at them, Hiroto fell on top of him instead, knocking him out instantly.
The three kids were stunned, but then when they saw Hiroto they smiled and thanked him, with Todoroki looking at the man below Hiroto, muttering, "He still managed to take him out in one hit, even though it took all 3 of us combined…"
Hearing that, Hiroto coughed, thinking to himself, 'That was a total accident, who knew that the guy would be in his way when he landed.'
Shaking that thought, he turned to the 3 and said, "You guys alright? Looking a bit banged up there." Hiroto pointed towards Izuku, who was barely standing without Iida's help.
"We're alright, it was a tough fight, but we managed to take him down in the end!" Izuku said, clenching his fist feeling proud of himself.
Todoroki merely dodged the question and asked Hiroto, "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in Saitama with the rabbit Hero Mirko?"
Hiroto shrugged and got off of the man under him, saying, "Sightseeing."
"In your Hero costume?" Todoroki asked, skeptical.
"I'm cosplaying, so what? Sue me." Hiroto said, turning around and dragging the man by his foot out of the alleyway. The 3 looked at each other, then shook their head and followed Hiroto out.
Coming back onto the street, they dragged the man out with Iida tying him up from some rope he had on him. He said that it was better to be prepared if one wanted to be a Pro Hero.
"There they are!" The voices of multiple people came from the side as the familiar group of Pro Heroes that Hiroto encountered just shortly before appeared.
The moment they saw Hiroto, they paused for a moment, then their sights turned to the man tied up behind them. They then recognized him and cried out, "The Hero Killer?!"
Manual stepped forward and said, "We got a backup request from Endeavor, but… we didn't expect any of this? Hey, someone call an ambulance, they're hurt!"
The others then started to move, checking to see if the kids were alright as well as the state of the Hero Killer. They would occasionally send glances towards Hiroto, not knowing what to say in this sort of situation. Seeing this Hiroto merely, minded his own business and moved off to the side with his phone.
He then dialed Rumi and after a few seconds of waiting, a rough breathing voice entered his ears as she quickly said, "Yeah? What's up? Kind of busy here!"
Hearing this, Hiroto came up with a sly plan and said, "Oh? You're still going at it? I thought you would've been done by now-"
"Shut it! It's not easy to fight against the one that can fly! This bastard keeps flying away the moment I get close enough- Oh shit, it's flying off again! Talk to you later!" *beep beep* With that, Rumi ended the call as quickly as she answered it.
Looking at his phone Hiroto didn't pay too much mind to her words. Turning to the rest of the group it seemed that they were still discussing the specifics of fighting against the Hero Killer, as well as reprimanding them since they were still kids.
When the group was waiting for more backup and a change in the situation, a loud screech entered their eyes from the sky, catching their attention immediately.
Looking up, they saw another Nomu that was flying directly towards them, missing its right arm as well as being bloodied all over its body.
"Another one of those things?!" One of the Pro Heroes cried out, standing in front of the kids.
"Get to the alleyway!" Manual shouted to the kids, but they didn't have time to move as Nomu folded its wings and shot down towards them like a bullet, intent on causing even more havoc.
"Oh no, you don't!!" The voice of Rumi entered everyone's ears, and in the next moment, her figure flashed before their eyes as she delivered a backheel kick aimed at its neck, breaking it in the same moment.
The Nomu was then sent crashing off into the middle of the road, skidding along the asphalt road before coming to a stop, struggling to get up.
"I-I-It's the Rabbit Hero, Mirko!" Izuku exclaimed, fanboying even while in this situation.
Rumi ignored the group and turned to Hiroto, saying, "Don't you interfere, this one's mine."
"Sure, break a leg," Hiroto said nonchalantly, hopping onto a railing on the side to sit on while he browsed through his phone.
"Oh, I will," Rumi smirked, bending her leg and rushing straight towards the Nomu once more, fully intent on subduing it. However, just as she was about to break its legs, a streak of fire blocked her off and roasted the Nomu, pushing her back as she sent a glare towards its source.
Standing there was Endeavor with a scowl on his face, saying, "You were taking too long."
"The hell do you mean I was taking too long? Look at you strolling up in here after having to run behind us halfway across the city, barely getting any hits in." Rumi countered him.
Endeavor chose to ignore her and checked on the state of the Nomu on the ground, seeing it lying still and unresponsive. He then turned towards the group of people and eyed Todoroki for a moment, before turning his sight towards Hiroto, scowling at him.
"Sorry, I don't swing that man," Hiroto said, not looking up from his phone. A vein was threatening to burst from his head, as he had to hold himself in from beating Hiroto to a pulp.
Then, without anyone noticing, the Hero Killer twitched, taking a knife out from his sleeve and cut his bindings while everyone's sight was still focused on the still Nomu and Endeavor.
Taking this chance, the Hero Killer quickly sprang out with his knife and charged towards where Endeavor with everyone caught off guard, crying out, "YOU FAKE-"
Not having a chance to finish his sentence, a pebble smashed into the back of his head, knocking him out in one go and sending him face-first into the road.
Everyone except for Rumi turned towards Hiroto slowly, seeing him still on his phone, not paying attention to the situation around him. Pocketing his phone, Hiroto then hopped off the railing and walked towards Rumi, saying, "This was all fun and all, but we need to get going now, you guys can deal with the aftermath."
"Hold it right there! You aren't going anywhere after the mess you caused!" Endeavor shouted, walking towards Hiroto with the flames on his body flaring up.
Gran Torino had already appeared and urged Endeavor to calm down before he did anything but was utterly ignored.
"Nope, see you guys at school." Hiroto waved to his friends then nodded towards Rumi, who tilted her head questioningly but then followed suit by holding onto his arm.
Before Endeavor could get close to them, Hiroto had already disappeared from their sight, leaving a seething Endeavor and confused group of Heroes staring at an empty spot on the road. When the police arrived later, they each looked at one another, not sure how they would write any of this in their reports and make it believable, for fear of getting scolded.
