Midnight

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The next week, turned out to be quite productive. Rumi's internship continued, but I'll be honest, she was as good a teacher as I was a ballerina. The only thing you can learn from Rumi's lessons is how to kick villains to death and ignore paperwork, which is how modern heroes set an example for teenagers.

We had outings, at least once or twice a day, and even then not for long, I'd just tap into the police frequency, finding us work nearby, and then we'd pile back into the gym.

We all trained together, but Rumi's fighting style is footwork-based, so it's not really for the redhead, so it's mostly me. And naturally, I try to touch her on every available part of her body during training, snuggling as close as possible.

- Stop flying around in the clouds! - Rumi, dressed in a sports top and shorts, kicked me sideways. I'm in the ring with her now, and I've had three fights this week, and this one will be my fourth.

- Sorry, I haven't been myself lately. - and I'm back on the ropes, safe and sound. And the reason for the brooding is Hero Killer and the League, since the last time in Hosu, they still haven't shown up. My fifth point is sounding the alarm, and I'm used to trusting my gut.

- Moon Scissors! - Rumi jumped on my neck, squeezing my head with her thighs.

It's funny, I usually add the word 'sky' to my 'lynching' moves, but Rumi adds the moon to all of her moves.

- Your skin is so velvety Rumi. - I touched her pumped-up, swarthy legs with my hands, which made her very angry.

- You pervert! - Miruko twisted her body around my neck, pulling me with all her superhuman leg strength. If I wasn't stronger than a normal human, she would have definitely ripped my head off.

- Okay, it's time to end this. - I grabbed her legs and threw her over me, right out of the ring.

- Damn, you win again. - Miruko's bunny ears down. We fight until the opponent gives up or is thrown out of the ring.

- I thought it was fun. - I jumped over the ropes and gave my hand to Rumi.

- You're gonna have fun, but I'm not having any fun at all. I've never been able to beat you once. - Rumi accepted my hand, lifting her heel off the floor and shaking it off.

It's true, so far she's never been able to beat me once. The first time I beat her, she was a little upset, but Itsuka was shocked that I beat an experienced pro-heroine from the top ten, Japan's heroes.

- Why beat me?

- To punish you, you pervert. And I, heroine Miruko, will definitely attack you! - Rumi poked me in the chest with her finger. She took a towel from the rack, wiped herself with sweat, and sat down on the bench. - Do you want a drink? - She took out a bottle and took a sip, then offered it to me.

Even though, initially, it seems that Rumi doesn't get along well with me, she doesn't. Her character is a bit like Bakugou's, but if Katsuki's behaviour has an underlying inflated ego, Rumi's is primarily her belligerent temperament. She's not happy with my excessive perversion, but she doesn't dislike me directly, and I don't either. I like Rumi, not only for her looks, but also for her disregard for the rules, as I do, otherwise she wouldn't have wandered around in her school days, in unfortunate places and beat up street fighters, and we both have a desire to fight with a strong opponent. Kindred spirits, after all.

-I think I'll pass.

- Suit yourself. - she took another sip. - Not exhausted yet, Battle Fist? - Rumi asked the punching bag, a redhead dressed in the same revealing clothes.

- No, Sempai. - replied Itsuka.

- What's the use of hitting the punching bag if she can't answer, let's spar together. - Rumi took Rumi's boxing gloves and put them on. - Of course, punching with my hands isn't really my thing, but I'm better than one blue-eyed pervert. - She slammed her fists against each other.

- Hey, I can hear everything. Doesn't Itsuka want to train with me? - I tried to make as pitiful a face as possible.

Itsuka only shook her head negatively. Since our last conversation, she keeps playing silent with me, sometimes nodding her head, even my pestering doesn't help her to talk.

- Eh, I'd take offence at you, but I just can't take offence at redheaded beauties. - I said, making Kendo feel awkward as she practised her punches with Rumi. - Okay, well, I'm gonna run an errand. Rumi, if anything happens, call me. - I told her and left the gym. Usually I don't miss internships, and free contemplation of a swarthy sweaty rabbit and the same sweaty redhead, but today was a special occasion. Internships count as schoolwork, which means you can't skip them, but Rumi doesn't care about that, and Itsuka doesn't talk to me anyway, just gives me judgemental glances.

I had a very important thing to do, I was going on a date with a mature BDSM milf. I was expecting to go with Midnight to some restaurant there...but she decided to go on a date in Akihabara, especially towards evening.

- Midnight-sensei, you're late...by an hour. - said, leaning back against a vending machine.

- Don't you know it's normal for a girl to be late for a date? - She fixed her glasses on the bridge of her nose, and by the way, she was dressed decently, not as I'd expected.

- That's a stupid stereotype, and what are you wearing?

- What's wrong? I think I'm dressed to match my surroundings. - and she's right, and she's right. In plain jeans and a sweatshirt, it's easy to blend in with the geek crowd, of which there are many in Japan.

- I was hoping you'd dress up in some sort of spare S&M mistress outfit, just in case. - I said.

- That's what you think of me...we're on a date tonight, so now I'm not the enchanting Midnight-sensei, but the equally beautiful, Nemuri Kayama. And stop calling me 'you', I'm not that old. - She asked, only it sounded more like a demand.

- Someone's self-conscious about their age? - I suggested, and I was right, as Nemuri twitched when she heard what I said. - Don't worry Nemuri, I love mature women, and certainly a sexy milf like you I would definitely fuck.

- You know how to give awkward compliments to girls. - she said, and I noticed a small spot on her jeans in the intimate area. Midnight quickly realised where I was looking, and hurriedly turned around and walked down the street, and I followed.

Since Nemuri wasn't in her usual perverted form, no one recognised her in Akiba, so we could walk around and look around in the most famous geek attraction.

- Why did you decide to choose this place for a date in the first place? We could have gone to some restaurant, for example.

- Boo, that's corny. It's fun, and you're a young guy, aren't you interested in anime? - she asked, seductively putting her finger to her lip and licking it.

- I don't know, it's more fun for me to develop my abilities, or fight with some villain, and anime is everywhere in Japan, it's kind of boring.

- Pest.

- Old lady. - I parried her.

- Who are you calling an old lady? - She grabbed my head and buried my face in her chest. - An old woman would do that?!

- You're right. You're not an old woman, but a beautiful mature woman with lush breasts. - I enjoyed my breasts to the fullest with Kayama's satisfied smile, but I couldn't enjoy it for long...we were in the middle of the street and all the passersby were staring at us. Nemuri didn't care, she was used to being the centre of attention, but I didn't really like it, so I had to get away from her tantalising breasts.

We walked for a long time, mostly Nemuri dragging me around the shops, taking pictures with cosplayers, acting like a teenager. Apparently it's because of her age complexes, her behaviour is as non-serious as possible...and perverted, because that's what teenagers are like...or she's just a lustful lady in life.

After a long walk through the shops, Nemuri took me to a manga shop.

- I picked up the nearest manga from the shelf and flipped through it. - I wonder what genre you prefer, Nemuri.

- It's too early for you to know, kid. - She replied in a pretend stern tone, and then asked. - What kind of manga do you like?

- I like hentai, preferably with mature ladies with lush breasts, and hungry for sex...anal sex, too, will do. - I'm not shy about dirty talk, and there's hardly anyone in the shop except the shop assistant, he's definitely heard enough of it for a year. And by the way, the stain on my Midnight jeans is even bigger. - What's that on your jeans?

- Nothing, let's keep moving. - She ignored my question and tried to run out of the shop, but I was faster and grabbed her by the hand and led her to the far manga rack where no one would see us. - What are you doing?

- Helping you. - I pulled down her jeans, despite her resistance, and saw her wet pussy. - Nemuri is a bad girl. You should be ashamed to get aroused when you're being molested by your student.

- Stop it. - She grabbed me by the shoulders and tried to push me away, but it didn't work, but I managed to put my finger in her pussy. - Ummm! - she moaned, covering her mouth with her palm, because we weren't alone.

- You have only yourself to blame for this, you turned me on. - I took her hand and put it on my bulging boner. - You shouldn't have agreed to go out with me, now I'm definitely gonna fuck you. - I said filthily, causing Nemuri's bosom to squeeze my finger in a vise.

I'll take the liberty to say that with experience, I began to understand girls better...except blondes, their logic is unrealistic to understand.

Now, Nemuri has a 100 per cent desire for sex. I have no idea if she's had a partner before, but the fact that she's agreed to go out with a young, attractive guy who's also her student suggests a long absence of attention from the other sex, or none at all. And right now, I had the perfect chance to take advantage of that.

I wasn't really going to hit on Nemuri today, just to make her feel comfortable and flirt with her. I don't know why, but this mature milf just by the mere sight of her, not even in a kinky outfit, ignites a wild desire in me. Maybe I'm a fan of mature women?

- Huh...' she moaned, running her hand over my boner.

- Stop lying to yourself, masochistic teacher, you want to be dominated, just admit it. You could easily try to use your quirk on me, but you don't because you want me to take you by force. - I figured her out. Undo the lock and get it out. - I ordered, and Nemuri hesitated but did as I demanded, releasing my healthy club.

- It's so hard and hot... - like a mesmerised woman, she wrapped her palm around my cock and drove it back and forth leisurely.

- That's not enough, start sucking. - I put her on my knees and took her by the back of her head, forcibly pushing the head of my cock into Nemuri's mouth. I began to roughly push her throat, but Nemuri did not refuse and willingly and moved her head in time with my movements.

Blowjob she does not do not straight to excellent, immediately noticeable inexperience, but she at least tries.

- You're good Nemuri. - I stroked her head, and rubbed her tit through her t-shirt, to which I received a satisfying moan.

I sped up to keep her in the shop, rhythmically thrusting into the tight throat of Nemuri, who was not expecting such a thrust.

- Swallow it all. - I gave another order and poured into her mouth. I cum a lot, but Midnight swallowed the rest without getting her clothes dirty. Some of the cum got on her cheek, but she wiped it off with her fingers and licked it off. - Did you like it?

Nemuri, only now realising what she'd done, jumped to her feet and turned towards the exit, intending to run away.

- Not so fast. - I wrapped both arms around her waist, preventing her from escaping. - Where do you think you're going? Especially with your trousers down.

- Oh. - She realised now that her jeans were down and hurriedly put them back on. - That...was wrong, you're underage, and my student. I shouldn't have done that...let's pretend it didn't happen? - she asked me.

- Heh, no. Better go to the hotel where I'll rape you. - I led her out of the shop and off we went to the love hotel, I saw it nearby. Treating her at the risk of detection is fun, but dangerous. I could move to the domain, but having sex in the same place all the time is a bit annoying. I've only been to the hotel once with Mina.

On the way, Nemuri sluggishly denied it, but it was very fake, considering that she had recently enjoyed sucking my aggregate.

I got a room in a better soundproofed hotel, warning the front desk that my companion's screaming would be notorious. Nemuri was embarrassed by my words, and the girl at the front desk wasn't far behind.

- Maybe we won't...' she said with hope in her voice as we crossed the threshold of the room.

- We will. - I undressed completely, throwing my clothes into the inventory. - Let's get you undressed. - I stripped the woman in front of me, leaving her in a T-shirt.

- You can't do that...' she objected, running her hands over my chest and breathing heavily.

- You can't not fuck a beautiful woman like that. - I lifted her in my arms and laid her on her stomach on the bed. I saw her pussy, with beautiful, plump labia, from which moisture was dripping. I put the head on the tantalising pussy and moved it around. - Now, Nemuri, I want to hear something from you. Ask me to rape you.

Midnight remained silent, but I deliberately inserted the head into her pussy a little, eliciting a moan from the woman's lips and immediately pulled it out, getting a small disappointed sigh. I still didn't hear a response, however, so I decided to play it big. I inserted the head into her womb again, and sharply inserted my cock at full length.

- Haa! - she moaned, crumpling the sheets in her hands.

- Tell me! - I slapped Nemuri's buttock.

- Please...rape me! - she shouted loudly, and I began to enter her pussy roughly, literally, pressing her into the bed.

You could say Nemuri's common sense, completely lost out to her perversion, sexual frustration and desire to submit to a strong man.

- Yes, yes!' she shuddered every time I thrust into her gut. - Spank me again!

- If you say so. - I continued to enter her, and at the same time, spanked her arse. I'm not a fan of that, but with each spanking, her pussy squeezed my cock harder.

Nemuri cummed before I did, shrieking and splashing a little of her fluids on the bed, and I cum next, spurting all of my seed into her pussy.

- It's not over yet, clean my cock with your tongue. - I lay on my back and slapped her buttock again.

- Okay...' she obediently crawled over to me, wiggling her spanking-red ass, and began to work my shaft with her tongue.

- Use your breasts. - I ordered and Nemuri obeyed, removing the last piece of clothing. Two big, firm tits popped out from under her t-shirt, immediately drowning my cock in the hollow of her breasts. Nemuri continued to work the head of my cock, at the same time wanking my cock with her breasts. - Paisuri, from a milf. What could be better?

- Mrr. - Nemuri rumbled, satisfied with my words, and sped up.

Since I had cum recently, even breast stimulation wasn't enough, so I continued our coitus by turning Nemuri on her side and penetrating her immediately.

I came after half an hour of rhythmic pounding, so much so that I couldn't fit all my seed in her pussy.

I had fun with Nemuri for two more hours, before she was finally exhausted, falling asleep and hugging me, throwing her leg over me. There was nothing left for me to do but to scoop the milf up and sleep as well.

In the morning, Nemuri carefully got out of my embrace, and hurriedly took a shower, then came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe open, and a smile on her face.

Nemuri had had an awesome night of sex, but with her student, something that would definitely not be patted on the head for, especially if they found out about it. So, she was both happy for such a pleasurable intimacy and confused at the same time. Not knowing what to do, Nemuri decided to sneak away while I pretended to be asleep.

I decided to give her some time to realise and think about what had happened, and after the internship was over, I would talk to her about it...and of course, I would work the sado-masochist again, I couldn't do without it.

========== Chapter 32 - Hero Killer ==========

After having a nice time with my teacher, I was in high spirits and headed to the gym, to train with Rumi with Kendo.

When I arrived, I found Miruko sitting on her knees, a little sleepy, in a compartment with her eyes closed, she gave the impression of a cute, dark-haired, sleepy rabbit...and you can't say that a rabbit likes to kick villains to death.

- You're up early today, Rumi.

- What are you doing here so early? - She opened her eyes, stood up and stretched.

- I'm in a good mood, so I thought I'd come early. - I said, and I wasn't lying.

- And what was so good about it? - Rumi said and yawned, not quite out of slumber.

- Yesterday I slept with a teacher from Yuei, and it was unforgettable, the experience of having intercourse with a mature woman. - I said with a lewd smile, but Rumi grinned.

- Tell your adventures to someone else, you little casanova. - Rumi snorted and sniffed at herself. - Shit, I didn't wash yesterday. I'm going out, and don't even think about peeking, or you'll get a slap on the head. - Rumi threatened and went to the shower room...naturally, I followed her.

As I entered the shower room, I heard water running in one of the stalls and Rumi's hero uniform hanging on a hook nearby. Opening the shower door, I saw a naked rabbit, under the running water.

- What a lovely tail you have, Rumi. - I leaned on the door and looked at her wet, taut body and the fluffy, round tail just above her buttocks.

- I warned you! - Rumi swung her bare foot round, and I saw her pussy with a fluff of white pubic hair.

- I don't understand. - I shifted away from her leg and drew close to Rumi, holding her by her swarthy thighs. - My muscular beauty. - I stroked her tummy and abs.

- I'll beat you up! - She wrinkled her nose threateningly, not trying to get out of my arms, blushing, not from shame, but from excitement.

- Rumi, I was reading an article about rabbits, or rather about their breeding. The behaviour of rabbits when ready for insemination is divided into several types. In rabbits can be observed marking the territory, when they try to rub against anything, they also have extremely active and aggressive behaviour, or frequent excitement. - I said. - The day before yesterday I saw you rubbing your ass against the wall, or your behaviour has changed since we met, you have become more aggressive and more active.

- Bullshit. - Rumi growled at me, still horny. I didn't tell you about another behaviour of rabbits, when stroking their backs, they try to raise their pelvis. This I decided to check, by stroking her muscular back, Rumi got even more excited and arched her back and moisture started to drip from her pussy. - Rrrmmm! - she moaned, growling like a wild animal at the same time.

- Just admit it Rumi. Your animal instincts are kicking in, and in your animal perception, you want to be inseminated by a strong male, that's me. - I bit the right nipple of Rumi's firm breasts and stroked her pussy.

- That feels so good. - ... You're right, as much as I hate to admit it,' she bit her lip. - Rumi admitted, not preventing me from tactilely exploring her divine body. - I've never been intimate with a man, and I've never wanted to start a relationship with anyone. I was always content to be Miruko's heroine, not a woman. However, soon you appeared on the horizon... you've always annoyed me with your perverted nature, but I can't help but recognise your strength, and for some reason you're the one I'm drawn to like a magnet. And when you told me you'd slept with some chicken... it really pissed me off.

- You're a virgin? And I thought someone had a way with this twenty-six-year-old beauty. - I ran the back of my hand from her nipples to her thighs.

- I didn't. - She made an angry face and kicked me right in the groin, but I intercepted her leg in time.

- Don't worry, I've got enough for you, Rumi. Honestly, I didn't expect you to let a teenager touch you naked.

- I know...Akira, I live every day like it's my last, and I don't want any regrets! I want to feel what it's like to be intimate with someone! And that someone should be you! - she put her arms around my neck and kissed me. Rumi worked her tongue vigorously, but I was no slouch either. I had to throw my clothes into the inventory because I got them so wet. So here we are cuddling and licking, naked under the running water.

Rumi's behaviour is aggressive and belligerent, and in closeness she behaves exactly the same way, occasionally growling into my mouth, and wrapping her legs around me, with considerable force, to a normal guy she would break his pelvis...or all the bones.

- Come on! - Rumi wiggled her ass in impatience, and I complied, squeezing her buttocks in my hands, penetrating her desirable pussy. - Fuck me! - Rumi screamed.

I pressed her against the water-wet wall of the shower room and began to fuck Rumi roughly, while she growled and moaned at the same time, demanding to be as hard as possible. Gentleness and sensuality were not for her, but rough and animalistic sex was immediately to Rumi's liking.

- I want it rougher! - Rumi changed her position, leaning her hands on the wet tile and bending over with her juicy, chocolate ass. Now that I'd taken her vaginal virginity, I could do anal, which I did, lubricating my cock with the juices from her pussy and sharply inserting it into Rumi's anus. - Yes!' she shook from the micro-orgasm and rolled her eyes.

- She called me a pervert, but she's the same way. A horny rabbit who likes a hard anal fuck. - I whispered in her ear, and Rumi's sphincter clenched even tighter.

Rumi's arse was squeezing me like a vise, it was very hard to move inside her, but her clenching anus gave just unimaginable pleasure, and soon I was cumming, spurting all down her arse.

- Why did you stop? I want more! - she complained, her eyes swollen with lust.

- Rumi, I think your beastly nature is making you a little crazy. - I treated Miruko's red and swollen anus. I don't really like hurting girls, but Rumi seems to enjoy rough animal sex. Though Nemuri's more into dirty talk and slutty costumes. Everyone has their own tastes, so to speak. - Your arse needs a rest...but your pussy doesn't. - I re-entered her hot bosom and continued to fuck the rabbit.

Sex with Rumi was a breath of fresh air, because of her rabbit physiology, she had been constantly horny since we first met, especially after a fight. I sent a drone after her once, just in case, and from the drone I got a recording of Rumi several times, flushed, pleasuring her pussy with her fingers...and sometimes a dildo. It's no surprise, rabbits are one of the most prolific, if not the most prolific, species of animal.

I'd learnt about it recently, and since I had the chance, I couldn't pass it up.

Rumi and I got a little carried away and didn't notice that Itsuka had already come into the hall, and when she heard strange noises coming from the shower room, she decided to check it out. And there she was, watching us through the ajar door as we 'fucked like rabbits'. Rumi, overflowing with lust, didn't even notice the unexpected onlooker, but I noticed her at once, and decided to show her a biology lesson about pistils and stamens.

I lifted Miruko's right leg and threw it over my shoulder, so that Kendo could clearly see his way into her.

I fucked Rumi for another half hour, finally satisfying the dark-haired girl, and reminded her that Itsuka should have been here by now. Rumi and I changed and Itsuka hurriedly left the scene and when we returned to the gym, she pretended as if she had just arrived.

During the class, Rumi was less energetic than usual and very happy, but Itsuka was exhausted, constantly looking from me to Rumi and blushing, but she didn't dare to speak. She wasn't talking to me yet, and it would be too embarrassing to ask Rumi.

Meanwhile, while I was training with Rumi and Itsuka, my drone spotted Hosu, Chizome again, and this time, without the company of Kurogiri and Shigaraki. No idea where he was or what he was talking to them about, but now is the perfect moment to catch Blur and explain to him for his rotten behaviour...Except there's a small problem, not far from Blur, Nomu has reappeared, and not just one, but several. I can tell from the drone footage that they're not very strong, on the level of the same C-rank villains.

I could have gone there with Rumi and Kendo for backup, but I didn't think it was necessary to put them in danger, especially since Prospector was already on his way there with more backup.

I switched to a clone so that Rumi and Itsuka wouldn't notice, and went to Hosu myself, wearing my vigilante suit and exoskeleton on top. My suit had served me well and it would be a shame to throw it away, so I had to tweak the exoskeleton once again. I had to remove most of the armour segments to make the movements smoother and more precise, but it was lighter, so I would test my exoskeleton on Chizome by beating him up.

When I found Blur, he was trying to kill some hero in an Indian costume.

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- Another impostor among thousands. I'll soon cleanse this rotten world of phonies like you. - licked the blood off his blade, a nasty-looking man with an eye patch. He was addressing the wounded and dazed hero when they were both in the alley...actually in such places, the Hero Killer committed his atrocities.

- What a racket he's making. - The killer spoke, briefly turning his attention to the noise of urban devastation, and then grabbed the 'Indian' by the face and lifted him off the ground. - I don't care, though. I came here, for one purpose only.

- Shit...I can't move. Damn you! - shouted the Indian, completely helpless.

- As a hero, you should have chosen your dying words better. - He swung his blade at his victim, and immediately struck at the hero...who had crept up behind him, his helmet flying off, revealing the angry face of a young, bespectacled boy, Iida Tenyi. - The kid in the suit...Who are you?

- Red with blood, scarf and knives hanging all over your body...Are you the hero killer? - Iida struggled to get up and gave him a hateful look. - I have come for you!

- In your eyes, I see a thirst for revenge. - Blur pointed with the tip of his sword, right in front of Iida's face. - Hear my words: if necessary, the child may be my target.

- Are you saying...that I...am...not even your target? - Iida gritted his clenched teeth. - In that case, listen for yourself...criminal! I am the brother of the hero you mutilated! And I've come to stop you on his behalf! - he said. - Ingenium! The name of the hero who will punish you!

- Then...die. - the schoolboy, the murderer pounced on the schoolboy in a flash.

The fight was short-lived, Iida kicked him from the bottom to the top, but the Hero Killer jumped up and punched him in the right shoulder with his spiked boot, and with his other foot, drove his head into the ground, and thrust his blade into his left arm, almost hitting the shoulder joint.

- Kha!

- You and your brother are weak, for you are but fakes. - The Blur said in a monotone.

- Shut up, you bastard! What can you understand...my brother's lower body is paralysed, he won't be able to be a hero anymore, to help people, because of you! - replied Iida angrily. - He gave me a dream! He was a great hero! I'm going to kill you!

- That's right, then save him first. - The assassin pointed his finger at the motionless carcass of the Indian against the wall. - You let your anger cloud your judgement to quench your selfish thirst. You have strayed too far from the title of hero...therefore, you will die here. - He pulled the blade from the young man's shoulder and licked the blood off him, paralysing him as well.

- My body doesn't move?!

- You will be a sacrifice for a better, future world. - The Blur brought his blade down on him.

- Shut up! Shut up! Whatever you say, you're just another criminal who hurt my brother! - shouted Iida in despair.

- The guy's words are true. - I supported him in a futuristic suit, being behind Blur's back, he immediately reacted to me, and instantly made a circular cut with his sword, clearly wanting to stab me. - It's rude to point a sword at me instead of greeting me...I might get angry with you. - I caught the blade between two fingers, and the visors of my helmet glowed menacingly.

- What?' the bespectacled man noticed a new figure he recognised almost immediately. - You're that vigilante - Tengu!

- Hmm...' Blur took his bloody blade away from me, taking a closer look at me. - Vigilante Tengu, you are not my target. You are a noble hero with pure motives...not like these phonies. - he was squeamish about the bespectacled man and the Indian.

- Oh, what an honour it is to hear his praise...' I admired his praise playfully. - ...from a fucking lunatic. So, Ninja Turtle, your song is over, give it up nicely, or I'll make mincemeat out of your face.

- No way. I haven't completed my mission, until I destroy all the fakes who call themselves heroes, until I create a new, just world, I won't stop, and you can't stop me. - he said as he prepared for battle.

- You're not a messiah, you're an unstable psychopath who likes to hurt people! And today, I will put an end to your evil deeds! - I shouted back and attacked him, but Blur dodged just in time to strike a segment of my armour, and with a grinding sound, the blade bounced off without doing any damage.

- Don't let him hurt you! His quirk somehow paralyses its wounded victim! - the Indian, still sitting motionless, leaning against the wall, provided me with the information.

- I know without you. - I dodged Chisome's blows, trying to hold back and analysing my opponent. I could have finished the whole thing in one blow, but I was curious about what the Hero Killer had in his arsenal.

He fought well, I could tell that since the last time I'd seen him he'd gained experience fighting professional heroes. He changed his fighting tactics, trying to wound his opponent and lick the blood off him, for which he put on a bunch of cold weapons, and spiked boots. In addition, he was reinforced with the Villain Factory, so he could move at the same speed as me for a while.

Against me, all his arsenal is useless, because ordinary steel can't penetrate my armour.

- This cursed disease of society, a cancer in the name of 'hero'! I will cure society of this disease! - shouted Blur fanatically as he continued to attack me relentlessly.

- Fucking psycho fanatic. The only thing that awaits you is to lie under a drip. - I stopped holding back and attacked him myself.

Since his body had been modified, he was able to withstand a few of my blows, even though he was covered in his own blood.

- You're such a stubborn lunatic! - I grabbed him by the scruff of his hair, and he struck with his sword and knife, on either side of my sides, which were the least protected, but the blades shattered into splinters, for the armour, the suit, and me are stronger than any steel. In retaliation, I drove his face into the ground, leaving a small indentation with cracks.

- I...am...the bringer of justice...' he said with difficulty, and immediately, his face met the asphalt again...and a couple more times, just in case. As I promised, his face is now a blood-soaked mincemeat.

- He had a lot of attitude. 'Hero Killer,' just another psychopath. - I got close to the Indian and the glasses guy. - Well, your wounds are serious, but I've called an ambulance. They'll be here soon to patch you up.

- Why did you get involved...this was my battle...my burden! I took my brother's name! - Iida hysterically replied, getting up from the ground.

- I don't care what your burden is. If it wasn't for me, your corpse and the Indian's corpse would be lying here rotting, so stop being hysterical, goggle-eyed. - I put Chisome's unconscious carcass on my shoulder. - I've done my job, I've defeated the villain, I've called for help, and I wasn't called to cure the brains of schoolchildren. - I flew off in the direction of Nomu's devastation, and I'll turn the carcass over to the cops or the heroes.