Face off!

"Hupp!"

Soga jabbed a fist at my chin, missing only by millimeters, cutting a thin wound across my lip.

I jumped back, dodging his subsequent charge, and, pivoting on a heel, I grabbed hold of his arm.

Sweeping his leg, I hauled him over my shoulder, in a judo throw, and slammed him onto the ground.

"Yaah!" I screamed triumphantly, as Rapt and Himiko cheered me on.

Soga got back up, and walked right up to me.

"Up for another round?" He asked.

"Nah! That's enough for today." I said, "Thanks for your instruction!"

I bowed and Soga reciprocated.

Why was I trading blows with Soga on a monday morning instead of going to school? Well that would be because I was looking to capture the heart of a certain bloodthirsty maiden, and from the wild blush and lovestruck eyes on Himiko, I had just succeeded.

She ran over with a towel, dabbing me all over.

"Alright. Alright. Stop. I can do it myself." I said, gently grabbing her hand, and meeting her eyes.

Instantly, she shied away, like a touch-me-not.

Hehehe. How cute!

I wiped the blood and sweat off me, and dropped it in the laundry bin as I made my way to the baths.

As I entered the baths, I projected an eye on the ceiling and saw Himiko take the towel, and stuff it up her shirt, before walking away.

Hook, line and sinker. I grinned.

Post bath, I opened the channel page on my laptop and began going through the stats.

Himiko's videos had already gone viral, accumulating 2.3 million views in just under two days.

Perfect.

Next, I checked the news and to no surprise, the media had swallowed the music video like the pack of hungry hyenas they were.

News articlees dotted every corner of the net.

Lovely killer? Or just an innocent maiden? Exclusive scoop!

The failure of Tokyo Police! Iwaki murderer walks free!

Yandere Kanojo! New photos leaked of psycho lover girl!

Heh! Like puppets on a string. But not unexpected. I remembered the reaction of the japanese youth when that escort yandere killed her cheating boyfriend.

This reaction here was quite the same. Loads of simps rushed to her defense, spamming the news sites with DDos attacks and troll postings.

All according to keikaku! Mwahahahahaha!

Now the police couldn't just brush the issue under the rug like they had done in the original timeline. Now the chicken was out of the coop, the cat was out of the bag and there was no putting it back.

Finally it was time to strike back.

I called Himiko over to begin filming the final video in the series. The death blow to the investigation.

Himiko's heartfelt confession.

"Good morning fellow popsicles, today I have a very special guest with me. And she has a message for all you. So, I'll just let her speak her piece now." I said.

"Hello everyone! I am Himiko Toga and I have a confession to make. I am sure a lot of you must have heard the news. The things I have done, the people I have hurt.

And I would like to apologize for it. I'm deeply sorry. I never meant to hurt anyone. But with my quirk being what it is - and the years of counseling telling me that it was wrong, that I was evil for the quirk I was born with, something I had no control over, I- I just burst. And after all that, my years of repressed feelings made my quirk go out of control. And I didn't want to, but ... but .. " she sniffled, tears flowing free from her eyes, she continued, " I'm sorry! I'm so sorryyy!" She cried.

I patted her back and pulled her out of view, shifting the camera to hide my face above the chin, before continuing.

"As you can see, Himiko Toga is just a poor, innocent, little girl, a victim of the intolerance and bigotry of hero society, that shaped her, nay - forced her into a momentary lapse of villainy.

It is not her fault, but rather, it is the fault of the attitude of society towards those with morally questionable quirks, the negligence of counselors and the continued ignorance of the education system of it's own inadequacies. The system crushes innocent people like Himiko here, and then when they snap, points at them and screams - 'Villain!'.

Now I agree that not all villains are victims of circumstances. There is true blue evil out there and there are genuinely unpleasant people, psycopaths even. But Himiko is not one of them!

And while Himiko is not entirely innocent, I would like to make the point that perhaps some leniency on her part would go a long way to assuring the world that perhaps there is still redemption for this unwieldy, outdated, dead horse of a system.

Thank you for watching. And thank you for all the love and support you have shown to this cause. I am glad to be living in an age where good people like our supporters exist."

That should do nicely.

I looked back at Himiko, who gave me a thumbs up. I nodded.

Yup. Smart girl!

I uploaded the video for the day and left for home. It was almost noon and I'd wanted to get home in time for dinner.

As I made my way across the city's back alleys, shifting between rise and burst, my auto defense program alerted me.

Immediately, I dodged and ducked, rolling away from my then position.

As soon as I ducked, a bullet whizzed over me.

I hid behind a building, picking out my enchanted key, and locked the air around me with state lock, forming the air into an ultra strong aerogel barrier.

Moments later, a pink-blue stake ran through the barrier, cracking it.

I recognized that stake almost at once.

Lady Nagant!

Fuck!

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!

Time slowed down for me as trance fueled Laplace Junior worked overtime.

I looked around. A door. Yes.

Using Remote Control, I blasted the door open and jumped in, layering air barriers between me and the outside.

Finally with time for a breath, I studied the results of Laplace Junior.

Thirtieth Floor.

North East.

Remitan.

Good enough. I muttered.

I began activating my abilities all at once.

"Rise 45%" I said, as a muted shimmer of white gold surrounded me.

"Birdseye! Red Reality!"

The world shifted views into an omniscient perspective, tinged in blood red.

"There!" I spotted Lady Nagant, rushing out the Remitan Pharma building's rooftop, heading due West.

Gotcha!

I coated myself once more, this time in a tactile forcefield.

"Three Spirit Eyes!" I cried. A phantom of three pyramidal eyes appeared behind me, allowing me to use all five of my abilities at once.

"Today you die bitch!" I grinned, bursting through a nearby wall.

In a fraction of a second, I was but a blur.

The street cracked beneath my feet, leaving deep foot shaped indents, as I zoomed right across town, via the rooftops.

Within moments I was there, mere feet behind her.

"Die!" I said in an uncharacteristically cold tone.

Lady Nagant spotted me, attempting to pull out her hair, forming a bullet.

As I reached out to grab her, she suddenly sped up, her rocket boots pushing at their limits, saving her from my grasp.

At once she gave up on shooting me and jumped off the roof, freefalling through the air. Truly the instincts an experienced elite were a notch above the rest.

She knew she couldn't fight me and decided retreat over honor. Unfortunately for her, it wasn't enough. Not against me.

"Not so fast!" I said, jumping down right after her, accelerating with my telekinesis.

By the time she fell to the tenth floor, I had already grabbed onto her hood.

She looked at me, once with shock and then with vigil, tearing off her jacket, and rappelling away across the street.

This annoying bitch! How many gadgets did she have?

No worries. She's not escaping alive today.

I landed on the street, crushing it under the force of my telekinesis and jumped away in a flash.

Even as the strain of burst pummeled my skull, I accelerated once more.

This time though, I went for the head.

Pulling out a pipe from a nearby rooftop, I returned in hot pursuit.

As soon as she was within reach, I activated Immobilization Eye, stopping her mid-air and then, with Remote Control on the pipe, threw it with all my power.

A sonic boom burst through the air, and Lady Nagant met her end via head'asplode.

The burst was draining quick off of me, as I made one last leap, back to the shelter.

Then darkness took me.