Popstep

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Finding a drug dealer proved to be quite a challenge. I spent the first two days looking for suspects through the cameras and then walking around the neighbourhood looking for those suspects, but I got bored with that method because I couldn't be in more than one place at a time, so I decided to change tactics.

Using a ready-made idea like my wrist computer, I built several prototype drones, each one a little different from the other. Their basic principle is the same as that of ordinary drones, with the difference being that they are made of titanium alloy, and as a source of energy, I used homemade photon batteries, which are ten times more powerful than electric ones.

Of all the prototypes, the fourth variant, which outwardly imitated a quadrocopter, I slightly modified it and then, riveted a couple of dozen of them.

The drones are controlled directly through the programme on my wristband. First of all, I sent them to monitor the area, and after a couple of hours, a message came in about a suspect. His name was Mario Kugutsu, and he didn't look like a drug dealer at all, but more like an office clerk...although this Kugutsu had a strong addiction to triggers, which was clear from his blackened tongue. He had no fighting skills, nor did he have a strong quirk, so I beat him up easily, and afterwards interrogated and confiscated the trigger, which he was disguising inside superhero dolls, from his suitcase. Mario himself is just a middleman, and he doesn't know where the trigger is made or who makes it, but from him, I got information about another man Mario sometimes works with, but he didn't give me his name, and I didn't like it, so I had to talk some sense into him...with my fists. He was yelling, and we were outside in the middle of the day, and there were a lot of people around.

- So, what the fuck? - I asked, when suddenly, my right arm was grabbed by a band, made of metal fibres or something similar, and then pulled sharply, trying to topple me on my back, but I had enough strength to resist it, and I didn't move. When I turned round, I saw the man who had tried to disarm me. - Who the hell are you? - I asked, seeing an unshaven, unshaven man who really looked like a bum.

- Um, I know you, you're the vigilante that was on the news. - said the hobo. - I don't care what vigilantes do, that's a police matter, but you're beating up a man, right in the middle of the street, and you're holding a cold weapon. I'm gonna have to take you in. - He pulled sharply on the other end of the ribbon, trying again to throw me off balance, and he failed again, as I cut it with my sword charged with light.

- Why would a homeless person, be empowered by the police?

- I'm not homeless, I'm the Wiping Hero, Sotrigolova. - He answered grudgingly, and his eyes changed colour completely to red, and my powers stopped working for some reason. Apparently, his quirk allows him to block other people's quirks, I have long been able to absorb sunlight, which is radiation and noticed that his eyes, immediately after the reddening, began to emit a special radiation, which somehow blocked the gene Plus-Alpha, responsible for the activation of my powers.

- I've blocked your quirk, so you can't even try to use it. You better give it up nicely, I'm not going to beat up a child.

- Unexpectedly... - I looked at this Sotrigolova with surprise. - Well, it doesn't matter, with or without powers, you're finished bum. - I smiled bloodthirstily, taking my sword out of its sheath.

- I'm not bo... - he didn't finish, as he got a kick in the face, and flew a couple of metres away with a broken face, and when he could get to his feet, he saw my grinning face.

- Hehehe, I hope you've got some other tricks in store for me, like your ribbon and miracle eyes, come on, amuse me. - I lashed out at him, sending a flurry of slashing attacks in his direction.

Naturally, I held back during the fight so I wouldn't inadvertently kill him. He might have blocked the quirk, but my body itself had superhuman characteristics, which could be attributed to a quirk like mutation, and such a mutation was almost impossible to disable if a person was already born that way.

I could have ended this fight in one blow right now, but I was interested to see what a professional hero could do, and so far all the pro-heroes, except for the Almighty, were unimpressive, so I deliberately held back.

Sotrigolova, as he called himself, turned out to be a good fighter, as he dodged my attacks well and tried to attack me with a ribbon, but even a fool knows that if you have to choose between a sword and a ribbon, the sword definitely wins.

- Shit!' he shouted as I chopped his ribbon with my sword like a knife cuts butter and then stabbed him in the right side, breaking a rib. - Cha...damn it!' Sotrigolova crouched down and spit up blood, but I meanwhile, kept beating him until he slumped to the ground exhausted.

- Hey, get up. - I kicked him, which made him spit up blood again. - I said get up! - I kicked him a couple more times, but it was no use, he'd already passed out.

- Man, I'm really disappointed with the characters. Apart from the Almighty, is there no one strong at all? - I asked myself a question, and then decided to find out the identity of this Sotrigolova in the network of heroes.

His name is Aizawa Shota, about twenty-seven years old. The database says that he prefers to work quietly and alone, so few people know about him. His 'Erase' quirk, as I mentioned earlier, allows him to erase the quirks of his opponents, and then he beats the opponent using his fighting skills...as you can see, this tactic doesn't work against me. Aizawa did the right thing in trying to hold me off...he's a creepy and nasty bum, but not so creepy and nasty that I'd leave him beaten and bloody on the pavement. I healed him with life energy, and then decided to punish the bad girl who was watching the whole time....

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Meanwhile, on the edge of the roof of the neighbouring house, a girl in a lecherous outfit was sitting on the edge of the roof, watching in amazement as the guy who had saved her from the bullies yesterday had just easily beaten up a professional hero, and then, with the help of some strange greenish energy, healed that very hero.

- Wow, wow...' said Popstep, looking at her saviour from yesterday.

- It's an unusual sight, isn't it? - said a familiar voice behind her, turning round the girl found Tengu in front of her.

- How did you... - Pop turned around and looked where he had just been and didn't find him.

- I'm very fast. - smiling, he answered and came closer, which made Pop feel embarrassed, especially when she was embarrassed by the guy's gaze, who was examining her body in a shortsuit.

- By the way, what are you doing here, beautiful?

- Um... I-I was just passing by, and I heard from passersby that there was some kind of fight nearby. My quirk lets me jump high, so I took a shortcut across the rooftops, and I saw you. Why'd you beat up that guy? - Pop pointed her finger at a passed-out, unshaven guy.

- I was looking for a supplier of a drug called Trigger, and when I found him and interrogated him, I got in the way of this hero, Sotrigolova, so I beat him up.

- A drug? That's what the old bloke from yesterday was talking about, I think his name was Castet. - She remembered him. - He was looking for some drug dealer, too, and he said their tongue was coloured black.

- Right, so the old bloke knows something about that too. Thanks for the additional information. - he thanked the girl.

- Don't you even care where the old man is?

- I already know where he is, he's running around the neighbourhood, looking for the drug dealer I caught, and the cockroach is with him...I mean, the Gentleman.

- Oh,' the girl said. - 'Maybe I could help you with the investigation, huh? That would be so cool, being like a real pro!

- I'm sorry, but I doubt you can stand up for yourself, judging by yesterday's incident, and I don't want to put you in danger. - Tengu replied, making the girl upset.

- Then...maybe you'll at least come to my concert, in a couple of days? - She looked at me hopefully. - No...I'm sorry, I'm probably too intrusive. - she made a sad face.

- Well I love music, so I think I can make it. - replied the guy, which made Pop shine like a light bulb. - Well, see you later, beautiful. - said Tengu and flew off in an unknown direction.

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Man, this slutty dressing hottie wants me to rub my head in her soft buns. I've got enough on my plate with stopping the drug trade in the city, but I wouldn't be me if I didn't accept this perverted schoolgirl's invitation. And-and-and I immediately regretted it. Her street concert was like an idol performance, I mean, shameful costume on the singer, a bunch of perverted fans, half of them some geeks paired with old people....

- You made it! - Pop-step shouted loudly when she saw me, and the crowd of fans who didn't care about me immediately turned their attention to me.

- Who's that? - asked someone in the crowd.

- Aah! I recognised him! It's Tengu!

- Tengu!? That's the one!?

- Holy shit! Please give me your autograph!

- Me too, me too! - I was mobbed from all sides like a famous film star. No, I like the attention, but not the attention of a snake strangler fantasising about a schoolgirl...

- I definitely don't like that. - I said, and flew over to Pop, who was now also in the air after the jump.

- I'm so glad you came! - she fell right into my arms, and her half-naked body pressed tightly against mine....

- Mmm, soft. - I smiled blissfully, naming the girl's buttocks in my hands, and the girl herself did not even immediately realise what I had just done. And when she did, her face was the colour of a tomato.

- I-I... - the flushed young lady couldn't utter a word, from excitement, and I kept kneading her ass. - Ah. - She moaned sharply, and we were seen by a crowd of people, and they saw what I was doing with the young lady.

- Oh, what a pervert!

- Hey...not fair! I want one too! - shouted some fat guy.

- Me too! Damn lucky!

The most ardent perverted fans, kept cursing me while I kept pawing Pop, who just balked at everything, and enjoyed my caresses.

- Pop-step...I want a hug too...I want one, I want one. - The little guy, whom I singled out among the others, was muttering under his nose, and for good reason, because in a second he injected himself with a trigger, which made his body grow sharply and took the shape of a giant eel...or moray eel.

- Yeah, only giant slippery eels I didn't have in my opponents. - I commented on what I saw, but Pop-Step, when she finally got away from the pleasant sensations, saw the eel rushing in our direction, she shrieked, clinging to me with her whole body. - Don't scream, I can handle him. - I calmed her down, circling the eel in the air while it tried to get us.

I've noticed a funny thing recently. All users of the trigger had a dramatic increase in aggression and an equally dramatic decrease in brain activity. In other words, they got stronger, angrier and dumber. This is due to the fact that Trigger has a lot of crap mixed in, including various stimulants with drugs and doping. That's why that slippery eel is still chasing me, even though he should have realised by now that it's useless. So we flew for a couple of minutes, and then I just flew up to the lantern, and circled around it so that the eel tied itself into a sea knot, because its body is quite long. After a while the trigger was over, and I was able to question the eel man, where and from whom he got the drugs, and Pop was next to me, because next to her, the guy was more willing to answer questions.

The trigger, he said, he got from a strange girl who called herself Quin Hachisuka. In the database of the police, as well as the network of heroes, she is not for some reason, but it does not matter. What is important is what the photo portrait gave. According to him, she looks like a schoolgirl in an eye patch, and such a pond in Tokyo, and even more so in Japan...the syndrome of the eighth grader now in fashion.

- Yeah, I got a tip, but I haven't moved on the investigation. - I sighed, sitting down on the barrier.

- Well, don't get upset, you've moved a little, and that's the main thing. - Pop started to comfort me, sitting down next to me, and it even looked a bit cute.

- Thank you for comforting me, Pop. - I smiled at her.

- Don't call me that. - She blushed sharply. - My name is Kazuho. Kazuho Haneyama.

- Decided to reveal your name? Well, I won't stay out of it. My name is Mizuiro Akira, just Akira to you. Pleased to meet you, Kazuho. - I said, taking off my mask to show my face, I told her my name anyway, there was no point in hiding my face.

- Me too...Akira. - she replied with a hesitation.