Chapter 9

I may not have thought things through as much as I believed that I did when I approached potential Shimura Hana.

What was my clue? Her fist buried in the wall right next to my face.

She was fast, not so fast that I couldn't track her movements but it was also unlikely that she was actually serious, but at least this confirmed that she had some sort strength based quirk or one that increased her strength as a side effect.

"What do you want punk?" She asked gruffly as she pulled her fist out of the wall and I could see there were no bruises or blood on it. So whatever made her strong also protected her from the less than pleasant effects of that strength. Though the hole kinda looked bigger than her fist.

"Now now, I believe I should apologize for scaring you first." I said with a smile as her brows furrowed.

"You didn't scare me." She scoffed.

"Then I should apologize for my… less than favorable first impression." I tried again. Sure acting like a brown noser sucked but it wasn't something I wouldn't do with a prize as mouth watering as the one in front of me.

"Ok, you did. Now move." Though she seemed to be less than interested in any sort of conversation.

"Come now, that wasn't an apology yet. An apology requires at least one drink from the offender to the offended." I said again and she stopped, looking rather conflicted before a smirk settled on her face.

"Very well." Huh, guess missy here was a connoisseur of alcohol… or just an alcoholic, either of those were useful in my books.

"So, what's your name? I should at least know that much before letting you buy me a drink."

"Shotoku, Shigaraki Shotoku. And you are?"

"Hana, Shimura Hana." The young woman answered, copying the way I talked, rather irritating actually.

But it didn't really matter to me as I watched her order one of the stronger, and expensive, drinks on the menu.

Oh well, how much could she drink anyway?

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The risk I took was calculated, but boy am I bad at math.

"Another!" Hana yelled with a wide smile on her face as she raised her glass, which was immediately filled by the very happy looking bartender. Overjoyed at the way the young woman was spending my money on his drinks.

Note to self: Have somebody trash the bar later on.

"You can really drink." I muttered though it wasn't low enough even with Hana's current state of near drunkness.

"Of course I can! I can outdrink anyone in this bar with one arm behind my back!" The super strong woman claimed with a laugh as she continued to drink beverages with enough alcohol to knock a lumberjack out.

"I am sure." I said as I prayed that she wouldn't try to do that with my money.

"And why the hell are you just sitting there like that?! You should drink too!" Hana laughed boisterously as she threw an arm around my shoulder and pulled my head towards her, ahem, impressive assets.

"I was drinking." I said as I gestured to my half finished glass.

"Well, drink more!" She said as she downed another glass.

"I just might, though at the moment I am more curious than thirsty." I said and Hana made some confused Hana noises.

"That little row you were having with the referee before our encounter." I said and the granddaughter of Shimura Nana groaned.

"That bastard Tanaka, he has been skimming my payments. Ever since I became champion here, almost nobody bets against me so he doesn't make money as much as before. So of course he decided that meant he should started taking some of my pay." The young woman said with a huff as she picked another glass.

"I am surprised he would try to do that with you considering…" I said before making a show of clenching my biceps, making her giggle.

"You would think, but I don't have any other way to make money right now and getting money feels better than punching that little shit, though I am starting to doubt that as well." Hana said as she downed her glass, I was rather impressed with the sheer amount she could drink without passing out. Sure she was chatty but she wasn't even actually drunk, just tipsy.

Makes me wonder what she would be like completely intoxicated.

"So it is a matter of money." I could use that.

"Yep, man some days I wish a billion yen could just fall on my head. It probably would hurt but it would be worth it." Hana said with a smile that did not reach to her eyes.

With a smile I pulled out a small slip of paper and a pen, and wrote on the paper.

"Whelp, if you ever think that you want to make more money, give me a call." I gave the slip to Hana who looked at it with a frown before looking back at me.

Only for her eyes to meet with nothing except for the stack of bills I left on the bar.

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It was a good thing that she drank so much, if she was completely focused I could have never pulled a Batman on her.

…note to self: Check out if this world has Batman, hopefully not.

This night had been fruitful at least. To think that I, the son of All for One, would take a walk one night and end up meeting the granddaughter of Shimura Hana, the last One for All used my father had killed.

It was almost like the start of some cheesy romance novel.

Next I would end up realizing that I was in some sort of 'love in first sight' situation that would lead to me leaving behind my villainous ways in order to properly love Hana for the rest of our lives.

*chuckle chuckle*

…I couldn't even think that with a straight face.

Before I could think of any other bullshit, my phone rang. Did Hana just decided to call me before even an hour was up?

"Sir." Nope, the one calling wasn't the hot muscle girl but the weird old doctor.

"Sir, we have every quirk that you have asked for in our custody."

"That is good Garaki. And I have to tell you, you will not believe who I met tonight!"