Hello, everyone!! I'm not here right now - probably in class or with my friends! Or on a mission. Um...leave me a message here and I'll get back to you soon, okay? Bye!!
[Glare range or stare range, because both is happening. A few people are certainly questioning this terrifying looking man sitting next to and conversing with a rather sweet looking girl. A few of them look nervous, flitting their gazes between them, before Ochako gives them a harsh look herself. Not quite on par with Tomura's, but it's certainly her own brand of spice. They can insinuate and speculate all they want, she's here because she wants to be.]
Hey!! My mama and papa would adore you, just as much as I d--would! [She clears her throat, then plows on through, though there's a pinkness to her cheeks more than usual. Again.] Just as much as they love me, not more or less!! You're just bad because you're a troll deep down, and your heart is the size of a grain of rice, oniichan. Now s-stop talking and open your mouth. It's seared pork belly.
[Is she about to feed this giant manchild a homemade sushi roll? Yeah, kind of. At least she has it on a fork.]
[Tomura is more here for the dogs. The well behaved dogs that didn't maul him. Even still. Doggos, good doggos. Doggos and some nice discussion with Ochako about whatever it was they found to talk about. Quietly, he lets her tell him the rest of their story as it would have been and in all honesty, it sounded equal parts of nice and equal parts that made his stomach churn.
There's food in his face now and a nickname he never thought he'd be called by anyone. Even jokingly as it was stated. But okay he loves Sushi tho. For the sake of science, he leaned over and takes the food offered him off the fork so that he isn't putting his mouth on her utensils. He has some couth. Just don't hand him packets of cocoa. Into his own mouth and he raises his eyebrow.
Damn, that's good.]
Did you make these or are they store bought?
[He buys enough from the store to figure she's found a great store or this really is hers.]
[There are indeed dogs. Most of which are one leashes, and who come up because they smell food, but a few apologies from the owners and giggles from Ochako (and pets of course - doggos can't get food but they get pets), they're on their way again and she can continue her conversation with Tomura, and eating lunch - after cleaning her hands with some hand sanitizer she keeps in her bag.
No lie, she had...expected far less of the whole conversation prior, and the fact that it went startling well was both a huge relief and extremely awkward. It was mostly just blurted out automatically when the receptionist asked her - they had to confirm for security as well as just a general curiosity. Thinking back on it, she could have simply said "guardian", but it didn't register until after. Whatever, he didn't...seem upset by it, or their banter, either. Food though. Food is a way easier topic to discuss.]
I made it!! It's cheaper, but just takes a little longer to prepare. I found a food blogger online who showed various recipes for sushi and temaki rolls so I decided to try them! There's spicy tuna and a vegetable roll in here, too, but the seared pork belly is my favorite. Do you like it?
[He lets her deal with the doggos and the petting of said doggos. Their owners, too, since his way of dealing with things wasn't as couth as hers all the time.
There was no reason for him not to think that she at least had some sort of friendship-like feeling for him. She was sitting in the park with him eating her lunch and sharing with him part of the whole. Right down to bringing him an unprovoked soda. Unprovoked soda that he was coming down to the end of.]
I did like it. It's good, you did a good job. Sushi is my favourite.
[She can have that tidbit for free. With the can drained, and not yeeted, he decayed it instead. Back to the Earth with you.]
Do...
[He paused.]
Do you know how to make other things? Cupcakes or that kind of shit for birthdays? That was the only good part about working for those pastel costumed freaks.
[Indeed, Ochako is slowly but surely coming to terms with the bittersweet fact that she is starting to care very deeply for Tomura. She enjoys his company, she appreciates him talking to and trying to help her grow, and just being there for her when she needs it. If she needs it. Her is her friend, and despite their differences and opposing sides, she really and truly likes being his friend. As bad as Shigaraki Tomura can be, and is, the moments like these that they share together mean so much to the young girl.
As does his praise, considering the tiny gasp, and the massive smile that overtakes her expression. Ochako's not the best cook - she isn't Katsuki - but if the steps are easy enough, and she can afford the ingredients, she can follow a basic recipe. This one wasn't difficult, just a little time consuming in its preparations, but so...so worth it. ]
Aah, I'm so glad! I'll make some for you next time for lunch, if you wa--eh? Um...y-yeah, baking is super easy if you...follow...the recipe... [Ochako narrows her eyes. Cupcakes, huh? Birthday cupcakes. Hmm hmm HMM. With a sly grin creeping on her face, Ochako leans forward towards Tomura and giggles.] Who's birthday are you celebrating? Or who you're going to give them to... You have to tell me if you want my help.
[Friends that are going to have to fight one day, or be in the same battle at least and not fighting for one another. Things he doesn't want to think about and hopes she'll come around to the idea. It's a hope he knows is in vain but what can you do?
His compliments aren't normally without a small side remark but he means it. This is good stuff. However, that speculating look on her face that turns into something else does nothing to his otherwise stoic features.]
There might be more than one type of cupcake for all I know. The birthday ones taste the best.
[He's never really had them, just that's what he's saying.]
As for the sushi, hell yes. I'll give you the money for it, hero work or not you're still in school. Just tell me what you need when you do it.
[Let's play how many times can we dodge the question.]
[Indeed, because despite not wanting to fight on opposing sides, she cannot join him. The sort of person she is - not hero - can't follow the same ideals and mentality that Shigaraki has. She agrees with him a bit more, things have to change, and society needs to get better, but his methods of promoting that change...it's not right. She cannot and will not see eye-to-eye on that matter. Even if Ochako has certainly had the idle thought of wanting to hurt someone. Wanting to make someone simply...disappear.
Forever. With no promise of ever coming back.
But ooh...oh, this man. This sneak. This villain. Ochako purses her lips together, scowling at Tomura before she pouts - that is such a bold faced lie and she can just...just feel it in her bones. Call it intuition. He wouldn't ask for birthday cupcakes and play it off so cooly after she asked. Liar. He's a liar. And as her round cheeks puff up, she scoots in closer.]
You don't have to pay me, but tell me who the cupcakes are for. It's one of the League right? Is it Twice?? Or...OHHH!! Is it your birthday, Tomura?! [Oh dear, this has opened up not one, but two cans of worms now.] I can make you something ultra super special and tasty, but it'll have to wait a little bit so I can prep it! And I'll take you out for sushi!
[He is all these things. Sneak, man and villain. Super villain, even. But it doesn't seem like his smooth transition is working. For a long while he lets it sit, having listened to her go off excitedly again, something he's become used to.]
I'm not paying you, I'm funding it. It's no one's birthday in the league, it's someone you don't know and sure as hell isn't mine. I don't know when their birthdays are.
[Except for literally the person he knows the birthday of. Dabi should've kept his file a little more secretive.]
[It's something that Ochako can easily do - switch gears and get excited about things, but she still is grossly curious as to who it is that's getting this special birthday treat. Tomura has a sweet tooth, she's learned this about him over time (and it's really kind of cute...), so there's a faint possibility it's just him wanting some sweets, but to go to the effort of making them for himself? No way. He's way too lazy to spend that time on himself.
But he's devoted to the League, and that's something Ochako respects. It's half why she's willing to help him with this task. Also because he really, really should learn to cook even the very basic of dishes. She worries about him, truly.]
You are a liar Shigaraki Tomura, but I'll still help you. Tell me your birthdate though, if it's not anyone in the League. I'll make you an actual cake and I'll set aside the day so we can hang out - unless you have a date with someone else planned... [Is she poking? Maybe. Probably. ...Yes. Definitely.]
[Girls are very like this and he knows it. Or he knows it second hand. Magne was a busy body too at times and he misses her in his own way. Toga could be relentless once she wanted something or wanted answers and 'fuck off' usually didn't get more than pouting and more drama.
An easy: "Yes." is how he responds to being a liar, mind you it's with a nod of his head, knowingly. He's a liar a bout a lot of things. Well, untruths and half truths.]
...There's a lot to unpack there and let me do it simply.
[He holds up four fingers and each finger gets tapped by the pointer of his other hand as he ticks off the things she's said.]
Yes I'm capable of lying. No because you're already making a big deal about it. I don't like cakes dedicated to days I could give a shit less about and when would I ever have time to date let alone feel like someone isn't just annoying?
[Well, thank god Tomura is used to the pouting from Toga, because Ochako is doing pretty much the same the very minute he starts listing his responses to her inquiries earlier. She doesn't look actually angry, just sulking a little bit. He's being dodgy and she doesn't like it, and now he's actually being a bit mean as well... Though both are things Ochako's used to, and has to learn to deal with.
There are times she forgets who exactly it is she's sitting next to right now. Not often, but the closeness...muddles the image sometimes. She has to step back to clear the picture, though parts of her don't want to.]
Yeah, but you had enough time to drag me out of class after finding my school and then sit with me now to have lunch together... [Ochako sighs, offering him another roll of sushi. This time it's the spicy salmon. Not overly spicy - she's not a fucking maniac like Bakugou - but it's got a nice kick.] But fine, whatever, you don't have to tell me. I just wanted to do something nice for you - I like making people happy, and when you smile.
[He's used to it. He's used to it in spades, but her's sometimes end a little bit fightey. At least he knows that this isn't going to but still. When she goes in about him rolling up on her school and lunch together and offers him food... He sighs heavily.]
My smiles aren't scary.
[Tomura takes the offered food, popping it into his mouth.]
April 4th. That's my birthday, don't set the date aside it's really not that important to me. Dating doesn't suit me and it puts whomever it is lucky enough to grab my attention at risk.
[She smiles herself, leaning against Tomura's arm as he takes the next offered bite and she pops one into her mouth as well. The bento is getting pretty empty now, aside from a few little desserts in the second compartment, but she only has one of that and it'd be hard to share, considering it's a pudding cup.]
Mmh...it's the same for us, too, you know. Heroes, I mean. Many don't get into relationships for the same reason. But... [Her face suddenly changes, then Ochako looks out into the distance with an unreadable expression for a long while before shaking her head.] N-Nevermind...
Ah--eh?! April!! Th-That's coming up! Can I still get you something, at least? Please?! I promise I won't make a big deal out of it, but I want to get you a present!! My birthday already passed, but I already got a bunch of really wonderful things for Christmas, so--
[AAAAAAAnd here they went. All with the annoyed, but do nothing about it grunt for being leaned on. Alright, she was making it a big deal already but he just sighed, resigning himself to the idea that this was how it had t--
Suddenly, out of nowhere, came the Boom Of The Century that even Bakugo would have been hard pressed to scream as loud of. Putting one of his fingers in his ear with his features scrunched.]
It was me who what? People can't hear you if you whisper.
You got me that telescope and gloves, Tomura, you...!
[Villain. Ochako huffs a little, setting her bento off to the side to gently and playfully jab at his shoulder with her fists, though there's a growing smile on her face by the second. There's a brief hesitation as her hands lift and upper body moves toward him, but she'll be polite this time.]
[There were a few things she could be yelling at him for, he's done a lot of no good things and there's a lot of times she doesn't know how to hold her tongue. She gets away with more than most do. Including thunking him on his shoulder.
The odd movement and the angle that she was at. That got his attention. He almost asked what she was doing until she told him outright.]
Ugh...
[Girls are sincerely the weirdest creature he has ever encountered.]
C'mon then get it over with. It took you long enough to figure out I was lying.
[Learn to live with it, Tomura, this is the sort of person that Ochako is. She has very little concept of 'personal space' and is oftentimes rather touchy-feely. The fact that she asked first is a real point in your favor...though it may not last long now that she feels closer to him. And has been given permission.
Give an inch...]
Ehehe, you sound like I'm asking for the world!! Don't be so sour! [But, before he can change his mind, Ochako leans forward and curls her arms around his shoulders, hugging him close and tightly to her for a few seconds as her smile grows and gets a little warmer.] Thank you, Tomura...really. Getting that made me really happy, and the gloves are so cute.
[For the sake of appearance, he lets her squish him as she needs, folding up one of his hands to patpat her own hand. He isn't floating, so that's at least a mark in her favour.]
It's not sour, I just don't care about this kind of thing.
[Another soft noise, though less 'disinterested' for the thank you. It's just more that he was being touched and was being a butt about it. ...Until she asks if he's been any theft involved. That brings her to enjoy two fingers on her forehead and a nice raise of his brow. You know, the one with the 'Really?' look on his face that continues to pushpush at her forehead. Le'go.]
[He is not floating, and she is not decaying, which are points in each other's favor, surely. There's even barely a flinch when he touches her, too. It still occurs, for a brief second at the first pat to her hand with his, but the second touch she only pouts, leaning her face away with a whine before finally letting him go.
Meanie.]
Alright, alright!! But can you blame me for asking a villain if he does villainous things? Those are expensive, and I know how you are. ...N-Not like I'd give it back even if...i-if you did steal it, though... [She mumbles the last part, under her breath, poking her index fingers together. Listen, Ochako may be a hero and all that, but she still has her own desires. Sometimes they err of the darker side, too, and petty theft is perhaps one of the low-end crimes someone like him could commit.]
[Neither wanted the other to mistrust them. Even though betrayal of Decay can only happen once. The moment she lets go he folds his fingers and keeps in practice of not touching his clothes while he leans back against the bench again.]
Is that all it takes to be a villain? Stealing?
[Rhetorical as it is, Shigaraki shrugs his shoulders.]
It's bought, I can even show you receipts. I'm not a villain here, there's no point anymore and the opportunity hasn't presented itself.
[It's true - Ochako is finding more and more than she simply doesn't like still being fearful of Decay, and while there is still that level of unease about it...there's also a quiet curiosity also. She never really got to see how it worked, really worked, because she was too scared of it. It's better in Tomura's hands (no pun intended), but she can at least, maybe, ask about it sometime.]
No, but I'd rather not talk about what it does take - I'm having a good time and-- [Ochako pauses very suddenly, brows furrowing as she stops her train of thought after a second. No point anymore? What...does he mean by that? And why does that make Ochako feel weird and uneasy?? Shouldn't she be happy about it?] ...You don't have to show me anything, I believe you.
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What do you mean there's 'no point anymore'? Tomura, are you...not going to be a villain anymore? While you're here?
[If she ever asks, he'll be ready to explain it. Or at least in its basics. Heroes weren't always heroic and if someone really wanted information, using her against him would be an easy way to get him to compromise. Using the people there in general would be an easy way to get him to compromise.
She can have a good time all she wants, but he meant what he said. There's no point. Little does he know, the point is coming up. With a long, quiet pause he looked her dead in the eyes.]
No one in the league, including me, does what we do for fun. There may be fun moments, but your side makes us the monsters, not us. You'll see the darker side of the light one day when--
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Hey!! My mama and papa would adore you, just as much as I d--would! [She clears her throat, then plows on through, though there's a pinkness to her cheeks more than usual. Again.] Just as much as they love me, not more or less!! You're just bad because you're a troll deep down, and your heart is the size of a grain of rice, oniichan. Now s-stop talking and open your mouth. It's seared pork belly.
[Is she about to feed this giant manchild a homemade sushi roll? Yeah, kind of. At least she has it on a fork.]
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There's food in his face now and a nickname he never thought he'd be called by anyone. Even jokingly as it was stated. But okay he loves Sushi tho. For the sake of science, he leaned over and takes the food offered him off the fork so that he isn't putting his mouth on her utensils. He has some couth. Just don't hand him packets of cocoa. Into his own mouth and he raises his eyebrow.
Damn, that's good.]
Did you make these or are they store bought?
[He buys enough from the store to figure she's found a great store or this really is hers.]
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No lie, she had...expected far less of the whole conversation prior, and the fact that it went startling well was both a huge relief and extremely awkward. It was mostly just blurted out automatically when the receptionist asked her - they had to confirm for security as well as just a general curiosity. Thinking back on it, she could have simply said "guardian", but it didn't register until after. Whatever, he didn't...seem upset by it, or their banter, either. Food though. Food is a way easier topic to discuss.]
I made it!! It's cheaper, but just takes a little longer to prepare. I found a food blogger online who showed various recipes for sushi and temaki rolls so I decided to try them! There's spicy tuna and a vegetable roll in here, too, but the seared pork belly is my favorite. Do you like it?
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There was no reason for him not to think that she at least had some sort of friendship-like feeling for him. She was sitting in the park with him eating her lunch and sharing with him part of the whole. Right down to bringing him an unprovoked soda. Unprovoked soda that he was coming down to the end of.]
I did like it. It's good, you did a good job. Sushi is my favourite.
[She can have that tidbit for free. With the can drained, and not yeeted, he decayed it instead. Back to the Earth with you.]
Do...
[He paused.]
Do you know how to make other things? Cupcakes or that kind of shit for birthdays? That was the only good part about working for those pastel costumed freaks.
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As does his praise, considering the tiny gasp, and the massive smile that overtakes her expression. Ochako's not the best cook - she isn't Katsuki - but if the steps are easy enough, and she can afford the ingredients, she can follow a basic recipe. This one wasn't difficult, just a little time consuming in its preparations, but so...so worth it. ]
Aah, I'm so glad! I'll make some for you next time for lunch, if you wa--eh? Um...y-yeah, baking is super easy if you...follow...the recipe... [Ochako narrows her eyes. Cupcakes, huh? Birthday cupcakes. Hmm hmm HMM. With a sly grin creeping on her face, Ochako leans forward towards Tomura and giggles.] Who's birthday are you celebrating? Or who you're going to give them to... You have to tell me if you want my help.
[THAT'S DIRTY!!!]
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His compliments aren't normally without a small side remark but he means it. This is good stuff. However, that speculating look on her face that turns into something else does nothing to his otherwise stoic features.]
There might be more than one type of cupcake for all I know. The birthday ones taste the best.
[He's never really had them, just that's what he's saying.]
As for the sushi, hell yes. I'll give you the money for it, hero work or not you're still in school. Just tell me what you need when you do it.
[Let's play how many times can we dodge the question.]
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Forever. With no promise of ever coming back.
But ooh...oh, this man. This sneak. This villain. Ochako purses her lips together, scowling at Tomura before she pouts - that is such a bold faced lie and she can just...just feel it in her bones. Call it intuition. He wouldn't ask for birthday cupcakes and play it off so cooly after she asked. Liar. He's a liar. And as her round cheeks puff up, she scoots in closer.]
You don't have to pay me, but tell me who the cupcakes are for. It's one of the League right? Is it Twice?? Or...OHHH!! Is it your birthday, Tomura?! [Oh dear, this has opened up not one, but two cans of worms now.] I can make you something ultra super special and tasty, but it'll have to wait a little bit so I can prep it! And I'll take you out for sushi!
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I'm not paying you, I'm funding it. It's no one's birthday in the league, it's someone you don't know and sure as hell isn't mine. I don't know when their birthdays are.
[Except for literally the person he knows the birthday of. Dabi should've kept his file a little more secretive.]
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But he's devoted to the League, and that's something Ochako respects. It's half why she's willing to help him with this task. Also because he really, really should learn to cook even the very basic of dishes. She worries about him, truly.]
You are a liar Shigaraki Tomura, but I'll still help you. Tell me your birthdate though, if it's not anyone in the League. I'll make you an actual cake and I'll set aside the day so we can hang out - unless you have a date with someone else planned... [Is she poking? Maybe. Probably. ...Yes. Definitely.]
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An easy: "Yes." is how he responds to being a liar, mind you it's with a nod of his head, knowingly. He's a liar a bout a lot of things. Well, untruths and half truths.]
...There's a lot to unpack there and let me do it simply.
[He holds up four fingers and each finger gets tapped by the pointer of his other hand as he ticks off the things she's said.]
Yes I'm capable of lying. No because you're already making a big deal about it. I don't like cakes dedicated to days I could give a shit less about and when would I ever have time to date let alone feel like someone isn't just annoying?
[There. All those.]
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There are times she forgets who exactly it is she's sitting next to right now. Not often, but the closeness...muddles the image sometimes. She has to step back to clear the picture, though parts of her don't want to.]
Yeah, but you had enough time to drag me out of class after finding my school and then sit with me now to have lunch together... [Ochako sighs, offering him another roll of sushi. This time it's the spicy salmon. Not overly spicy - she's not a fucking maniac like Bakugou - but it's got a nice kick.] But fine, whatever, you don't have to tell me. I just wanted to do something nice for you - I like making people happy, and when you smile.
[...]
Not the scary ones.
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My smiles aren't scary.
[Tomura takes the offered food, popping it into his mouth.]
April 4th. That's my birthday, don't set the date aside it's really not that important to me. Dating doesn't suit me and it puts whomever it is lucky enough to grab my attention at risk.
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[She smiles herself, leaning against Tomura's arm as he takes the next offered bite and she pops one into her mouth as well. The bento is getting pretty empty now, aside from a few little desserts in the second compartment, but she only has one of that and it'd be hard to share, considering it's a pudding cup.]
Mmh...it's the same for us, too, you know. Heroes, I mean. Many don't get into relationships for the same reason. But... [Her face suddenly changes, then Ochako looks out into the distance with an unreadable expression for a long while before shaking her head.] N-Nevermind...
Ah--eh?! April!! Th-That's coming up! Can I still get you something, at least? Please?! I promise I won't make a big deal out of it, but I want to get you a present!! My birthday already passed, but I already got a bunch of really wonderful things for Christmas, so--
2/3
Shigaraki can trace her location, has admitted to it. And has clearly been weirdly stalking her.
Knows about the intricacies of her quirk.
She got him gloves for Christmas with his coat.
This son of a bitch.]
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Suddenly, out of nowhere, came the Boom Of The Century that even Bakugo would have been hard pressed to scream as loud of. Putting one of his fingers in his ear with his features scrunched.]
It was me who what? People can't hear you if you whisper.
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[Villain. Ochako huffs a little, setting her bento off to the side to gently and playfully jab at his shoulder with her fists, though there's a growing smile on her face by the second. There's a brief hesitation as her hands lift and upper body moves toward him, but she'll be polite this time.]
Can I give you a hug?
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[There were a few things she could be yelling at him for, he's done a lot of no good things and there's a lot of times she doesn't know how to hold her tongue. She gets away with more than most do. Including thunking him on his shoulder.
The odd movement and the angle that she was at. That got his attention. He almost asked what she was doing until she told him outright.]
Ugh...
[Girls are sincerely the weirdest creature he has ever encountered.]
C'mon then get it over with. It took you long enough to figure out I was lying.
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Give an inch...]
Ehehe, you sound like I'm asking for the world!! Don't be so sour! [But, before he can change his mind, Ochako leans forward and curls her arms around his shoulders, hugging him close and tightly to her for a few seconds as her smile grows and gets a little warmer.] Thank you, Tomura...really. Getting that made me really happy, and the gloves are so cute.
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You didn't steal them, did you?
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It's not sour, I just don't care about this kind of thing.
[Another soft noise, though less 'disinterested' for the thank you. It's just more that he was being touched and was being a butt about it. ...Until she asks if he's been any theft involved. That brings her to enjoy two fingers on her forehead and a nice raise of his brow. You know, the one with the 'Really?' look on his face that continues to pushpush at her forehead. Le'go.]
Not everything I do is illegal.
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Meanie.]
Alright, alright!! But can you blame me for asking a villain if he does villainous things? Those are expensive, and I know how you are. ...N-Not like I'd give it back even if...i-if you did steal it, though... [She mumbles the last part, under her breath, poking her index fingers together. Listen, Ochako may be a hero and all that, but she still has her own desires. Sometimes they err of the darker side, too, and petty theft is perhaps one of the low-end crimes someone like him could commit.]
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Is that all it takes to be a villain? Stealing?
[Rhetorical as it is, Shigaraki shrugs his shoulders.]
It's bought, I can even show you receipts. I'm not a villain here, there's no point anymore and the opportunity hasn't presented itself.
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No, but I'd rather not talk about what it does take - I'm having a good time and-- [Ochako pauses very suddenly, brows furrowing as she stops her train of thought after a second. No point anymore? What...does he mean by that? And why does that make Ochako feel weird and uneasy?? Shouldn't she be happy about it?] ...You don't have to show me anything, I believe you.
[...]
What do you mean there's 'no point anymore'? Tomura, are you...not going to be a villain anymore? While you're here?
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She can have a good time all she wants, but he meant what he said. There's no point.
Little does he know, the point is coming up.With a long, quiet pause he looked her dead in the eyes.]No one in the league, including me, does what we do for fun. There may be fun moments, but your side makes us the monsters, not us. You'll see the darker side of the light one day when--
[He sighs, standing up and stretching instead.]
Finish your food, we're not talking about this.
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