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''Alright, guys! Listen you absolute degenerates... Instead of limiting your scope to one type of woman, you should expand your horizons! Think about it, Ochaco is a sweet, feisty type. The kind of one you can have fun with on a Sunday night! Fate is a thick mothering type you can accept being smothered by, the kind of woman who wants to take care and spoil you! I will not hear you SLANDERING each other when we should be combining forces and loving all the waifu!''

Justin's speech brought tears to the eyes of many, and laughter from Fate as they all began to march out of the vans and into the woods.

''You really know how to wrangle in your squads.'' Fate spoke up.

All might's deep voice spoke. ''He's a good leader! Also a true man of culture..."

Justin sighed, rubbing at his face. ''All might, when you going to find you a hot piece of American meat?''

There was a cough and sputtering on the other side of the line, someone like All Might not to great at interaction like this. ''Well... I... I'm too busy! I have... a lot of hero work, yeah that's right. Hero work! Soon I'll also be teaching, so I can't alw-.''

''You think Mirko would use her thighs to squeeze my head?'' Justin cut off All Might, Nezu suddenly speaking up.

''Do you have your eyes set out on the Rabbit Hero herself? I can arrange for you two to meet, just know she's a bit... Actually, never mind you'd have it handled.''

''I don't know what you, a midget in a fursuit are into. But any other man, when met with a hot dark skinned woman, a bunny no less, that's got thighs that could crush boulders, the only thing that goes through their head is their willingness to perish at that moment.''

There were a few snickers when he called Nezu a Midget in a fursuit, but the mouse didn't seem bothered at all by it. ''I shall remember your taste in women Justin! I shall add it to the many things I have to coerce you to stay as a Hero in case you ever decide to go to the dark side!''

Fate spoke up, her voice sounding almost pouty. ''Justin would never go villain! He's kind, handsome, smart, and he cares about helping too much to just turn to a life of crime.''

''I'd steal a ring just for you Fate.'' Justin grinned as they came across the mass grave marker that the guy had used to mark the location, turning to every one he gave a nod as the other team with them dressed in biohazard suits and armed with shovels began to get to work as the others created a perimeter.

Despite the obvious flirt, he only got a huff out of the woman as she spoke. ''Justin you are not helping! He wouldn't steal anything, Justin has plenty of money to buy me a ring...A RING?!"

There was a thud before A quizzical Nezu rose a point. ''Technically, it is money he gets from fighting bad guys, despite the amount he as it was technically all acquired legally, and in a clean manner... But it is STILL blood money.''

''Eeeehhh, don't look too deeply into it Nezu, I don't when I lay into my silk sheets and dream in my double King sized bed and sleep on cloud nine.'' Justin chuckled, shaking his head, doing his best to distract him from what was going on behind him, thankfully he could cut the smell sense off so he didn't need to worry about that, but a lot of the officers had to start putting on their gas masks to help them bare the terrible smell.

"A fortune built on the bodies of your enemies, isn't that cool sounding Young Justin?'' All Might spoke.

''It makes him sound like a villain when you put it that way. AHAHAHAHA!''

Justin suddenly released a lot of air in a sputter as he wasn't ready to hear Nezu's laugh.

The hours passed, Fate doing her best by pulling Justin into a private line and talking to him about random things that happened during her day-to-day life. Like the motherly type she was...

She hated the fact Justin had to experience these things, he was just a kid still, and right now on the day he just took a test to get into his high school is he not only watching over people dig out a mass grave, but also actively helping a small boy fight to keep him alive.

The hours passed, and eventually, they found all of the bodies Justin could remember, most of them still fresh enough to get proper evidence on who they were, only the ones found the lastest since they were there the longest were hard to identify... That didn't matter to Justin, as he was able to pull up the memory of each murder, of each face, and help them build a profile on it so families could at least know.

Once they finished and left Justin began to head back. Justin went to leave the kid off at one of the biggest hospitals and was already aware of his cargo.

He did the best he could, and as long as nothing went wrong the kid would recover slowly with time and rest, he made a mental note to come to check on the kid from time to time when he could.

As he stood at the entrance of the hospital, watching the setting sun did he release a heavy sigh.

''You sound exhausted Justin... Don't head home tonight, head to my place. I'll cook for you tonight and help you destress."

''That... That sounds nice Fate, I'll grab an over ni-.''

''Grab an over month bag, you're going to be working hard this month, I just know it so I'll help take care of you for the month.''

Justin chuckled before he began to leap to his apartment. Get you a woman who likes to pamper and take care of you boys, it's time like this when you'll appreciate it the most.