Chapter 154

It was the first time for me to patrol as a hero. Not the very first time, as I had done it with All Might, Endeavour. But now, I was allowed here to use lethal power if I saw it necessary.

Walking with my hero costume and ignoring the eyes of the women on my abs, I was with Mirio, patrolling, while waiting for Night Eye to recharge his ability to see the future. The green-haired man can do this to one person every 24 hours. that was plenty of time, so Yu decided to do some job here for free. With her being able to control how much she can grow now, she could worry less about public damage and do her job more effectively, given the physical power she had got.

Since I was the one to delay her agency opening, I had to do some help around. While I was walking on the streets with Mirio, Itsuka and Reiko were patrolling on the other side of the city. In case they found any struggle, they would call me, or Yu.

"Lee-san, what are you thinking of."

"Nothing. Let's work in this direction." I pointed in one direction.

Since my Hamon got stronger, my sixth sense got stronger as well. I could be more sensitive to feelings now, and I could approximately look for villains hideouts.

"You sure about that?" Mirio asked, seeing me pointing to a park. I ignored him and walked on my way. Mirio hurried behind me.

Very soon, we found a woman, who was trying to pick up on a teenager, forcing him to her, as she was pushing her face closer to his with a mature smile on her face.

I was startled.

My sixth sense, instead of leading me to someone with very bad intent, lead me to a horny middle-aged beautiful woman. While I was in my thoughts, Mirio was to react fast and handcuffed the woman. She begged and cried. But Mirio said that she shouldn't pat a teenager's face like that.

"Stop what the heck you are doing! Don't you see that I was close from having her!" The kid cursed at us, saying that we are cock-blockers and not heroes. Mirio was forced to let the woman free, and apologise. I stared at the kid with piercing eyes, making him leave since I was just one moment away from beating him.

"Lee-San, you have a funny sixth sense, don't you."

"Ah."

"The one with bad intents was the kid, not the middle-aged woman." I shook my finger and closed my eyes, looking for the next victim.

Mirio only murmured about how I have a good humour sense. I simply ignored him and walked on my way, looking for any place that gives me a bad feeling.

Luckily this time, I didn't end up with a horny teenager. Just some thief stealing from the wallets. Mirio was quick to stop him.

We then called the police, before moving on to the next patrol.

The people around were greeting Mirio. Even sidekicks had a popularity as it seems. Within the next three hours, a couple of thieves were caught up. No serious villains.

"You are like a radar, Lee san."

"Whatever."

"Now, now, this isn't a way for you to address someone who is two years ahead of you. You should call me senior. Or, you know what, call me Sempai."

I suddenly stopped. "Say that once again, and I may throw up."

Before he could say anything thing, I raised my finger. A wave of negative, sad emotions was invading me.

"Here," I said, turning my face.

In front of us, there was a narrow path between the buildings. Mostly you would see homeless guys, gangsters, or shady people resting here. I saw a little girl, with dusty clothes running away while panting.

She had white fluffy hair, red big eyes, and a small nose, with a small horn on the right side of her forehead. Her arms were covered by many bandages. The only thing that made me sure that she didn't run away from the hospital was her shoes, as she didn't wear them.

"Help me." She cried on her way toward us. Giving her look, I could tell that she was 6-7 years old.

I could tell that I had felt some feelings, a feeling of a hunter looking at its prey. But they didn't come from her. Somewhere behind her.

"Where are your parent, little girl?" Mirio said.

"What's going on?" I asked.

Like a scared cat, she looked at us. "Please… Please, take me away."

"Eri. Come here. You shouldn't annoy pro heroes from doing their jobs. They have things, you know."

A voice came from behind.

The white-haired little girl had chills when she heard the voice and her body started shaking. A black-haired man with sharp black eyes walked toward us. He had white gloves, a black mask that covered his face's lower half, and he was tall and lean.

Although he was smiling, I could tell that it was a fake smile.

Mirio flinched when he looked at the visitor. The guy stopped in front of us and said.

"Sorry if my daughter did anything to you. I had just yelled at her, and she took it too far by running here."

"Your daughter?"

I raised my eyebrow, before looking down to the girl, who just hugged my pants, refusing to let them go.

In my previous life, I knew one of the most strict fathers whose violence was his ultimate solution for everything. Yet, no one would escape with bare feet, like this girl is.

"Yes, Eri, an apology for the heroes and let's go." The masked man said.

"Girl, what's with your arms, can you tell me why they are covered like this." I looked down at her arms, covered by white bandages.

The girl opened her eyes widely and hugged my leg, refusing to talk.

I then looked at the face of the man.

He made a smirk under his mask; I could feel it but not see it. He said. "She was playing in dangerous locations and got her arms injured. Because of her recklessness, I had taken her to the hospital, and I scolded her afterwards…"

Suddenly, I felt Mirio grabbing my shoulder. Turning to him, he bit his bottom lip, nodding to let her go, before looking at the guy.

"Have a good day with your daughter, sir," Mirio said.

I usually am not very professional. Mirio, to be so easy going with this guy, for something bigger as it seems.

The bad feeling of negative emotion hit me again.

Hearing Mirio's words, the girl hugged my leg stronger.

"Hospital you say." I stared at the man again. "They would fire the nurse for sure. Maybe you need an appointment with child service."

The man furrowed his eyebrows, looking angry. "This is my daughter. Just do your job, and I know how to take care of my daughter, who just got too sensitive? Eri, let's go, I'll buy you a candy."

"Ah sure, if that the case." I lifted my hand. "But she seems to be too afraid for me to believe that you're her father."

"You know how kids are. Yell at them once, and they would tell the nearest stranger that you had kidnapped them." The man shook his shoulders.

"Oh, you are right, sir, hehe." Mirio made a silly smile. However, his heart was beating faster and faster.

I leaned down, picked up the little girl, and stared forward.

She was shaking as she wrapped her arm around my hand.

"I want to make a small test, and then I'll let her go with you."

"Geez, what is it." The man rolled his eyes.

His act was believable. However, I trust my Hamon sense more.

"At three, I want both of you to tell me your last names. Of course, a father and daughter should have the same last name." I sneered. "You have to understand why I am doing this. you would appreciate this had your daughter been with a different man."

"I tottaly understand, good Hero." He nodded, very sure that he would pass the test.

I counted, "One, two, three…"