“I know you would,” Kiru replied happily, “I think mum is coming. That’s about it.”
“Oh…. I see… well… good luck, ok?” Jinny said, smiling into the phone, “I need to get back to my top secret homework!”
“0000h, excites. Ok cool, laters,” Kiru said, hanging up to let Jinsei get back to her work.
That night Hiyoko was lounging back on the couch, pen sitting idly between his teeth, as his keen eyes scanned each Rarefind employee card- looking for anyone that either could be involved in the cases or could be the next victim.
Most of the workers had a clean record. If they did have any mark against their names it was because of running late to work or some other work politic that had no connection to theft.
“Think might need to look into which ones are vulnerable to being targeted,” He thought, opening up different social media apps on his laptop that was beside him on the table.
A lot of the employee’s accounts were set to private but from his limited search he did find three employees that could be targeted.
Two were females who appeared to like living the high life- constantly showing off new expensive items that they had just bought.
And the third was a male, who had lots of pictures of himself outside of a hospital- presumably visiting someone there.
“I guess I’ll run these by the students
tomorrow,” the winged hero thought as he stretched a little and looked up at the clock. “It’s not too late… I’ll see if I can find out the quirks of the ex-employees that are possible suspects. Especially that ex- manager…”
The next day everyone was up bright and early, ready for their respective duties; especially Kiru, who had left early to get to school so she could help set up for the hat parade.
“Good morning, honey,” Deku’s raspy morning voice greeted his wife as he sleepily wandered into the kitchen, his messy hair looking even more messy than usual as he rubbed the heel of his palm across his freckled cheek and eye.
“Good morning, sleepy baby,” Mrs Midoriya purred, walking over and wrapping her arms around his middle- smiling up at him adoringly.
He returned her smile groggily and bent his head down, kissing her on the top of her head.
“Where’s Kiru?” he asked, looking around.
“She’s already gone to school, it’s the hat parade/festival thing today and she’s on set up,” Mrs Midoriya replied.
“Oh no!” Deku gasped, suddenly wide
awake, “I-I need to get there! No wait, I need to cancel all my appointments first. Sorry, love, I need to go!”
He stumbled out of his wife’s arms and ran back to the bedroom to get changed then charged towards the front door and off to work.
Mrs Midoriya shook her head as she watched him leave in a flurry and chuckled.
“Good luck, Izuku,” she thought as she went back to tidying up.
Kana was the first to arrive in Hiyoko’s office that morning and they shared a greeting kiss before the students arrived.
“Did you find out much?” Hiyoko asked
Kana once they had had their little intimate greeting.
“I can not find the quirk for Kujin. The
previous manager,” Kana signed with
confusion, “I looked in every registry.”
“That alone is hella suspicious. He obviously has ties with the black market if he’s able to have his quirk hidden from public knowledge,” Hiyoko mused.
“I agree,” Kana signed.
“Hey, also, the receptionist stopped me this morning when I came in. Every newspaper and magazine have been calling to get an interview with us about our relationship. What did you want to do?” The winged hero asked.
“We should go with heroes daily, they are supportive of the LGBTQ+ community,” Kana signed.
“True,” Hiyoko signed back.
“You signed!!” Kana signed excitedly.
“I can sign. But I am not good,” Hiyoko signed back with a smirk.
“You are very cute. Especially when you sign,” Kana flirted.
Just then a knock at the door interrupted them and in popped the head of Jinsei Kirishima.
“Hi, Condor and Seismic Kana, we are here!” she greeted brightly.
“Come on in,” Hiyoko invited, “come and sit down, let’s go over what we found.”
Eagerly the three students entered and sat down to discuss what they had found in their research last night.
“Kiru!!” her classmate called, “are you ready? We’re doing a rehearsal now.”
“Yeah, coming,” she called in a bored tone, “can we get this over and done with? Like, ok. My hat rocks, but I could be doing other better things right now.”
“Come on, come on,” the student cajoled, “this is better than weird Mr Mirio’s lessons right? Just fake it till you make it.”
“Ugh,” Kiru groaned playfully, “I guess?”
She climbed up onto the makeshift runway the class had set up and the music started.
Almost as if her whole personality shifted one step to the right, she came alive-strutting, making eyes, posing flamboyantly then spinning, blowing a kiss over her shoulder and finally sauntering off to the back of the stage and jumping off.
There was dead silence as everyone- who had witnessed her display, stood with jaw on the floor.
“What?” Kiru deadpanned to her classmates who was just staring at her, dumbfound.
“Ok, so like, you DEFINITELY need to do that in the real thing,” one of the classmate’s implored.
“Duh? What did you think I was gonna do? Stand there like an idiot?” Kiru replied with a playful eyeroll.
“No, seriously, that was amazing,” the classmate replied in awe, “you looked .
“Pfft, please,” Kiru chuckled, “I’m a potato.”
“I love potatoes, though,’ the classmate replied, half joking, half seriously trying to drop hints.
“Kiru!” Another person called out, “is your dad coming today??”
“Nah,” Kiru replied coldly, “why would he come to this dumb thing to see his dumb daughter wear a dumb hat.”
“No. Don’t say that! He’ll be here… I can
feel it,” another said.
Kiru looked at her.
The daughter of the number one hero would have brushed the comment off if it were anyone else… only that this student had a sixth sense quirk and could feel future events.
“Is…. is he really coming?” Kiru asked, her heart rate starting to increase.
“Deku!” a fellow worker shouted as the hero was trying to make his way out of the agency building that morning after canceling his appointment for the day.
“Uh… yes?” Deku replied nervously, his lingering eye contact on the door straying back to the worker who had called for him.
“Could I have a moment?” the worker asked.
“Uhhhh….” The number one hero hesitated, looking at the front door again then looking at the time, “0-ok… what do you need?”
The hat parade and festival was well under way and Kiru was on edge. Ever since her classmate had said that her dad would be there she was all mixed up with emotions.
“Kiru?… KIRU!” A classmate called, trying to get her attention as she spaced out a little, looking through the crowd of people from behind the curtains on stage.
“Hmm? Oh, sorry, what?”
“You ready? You’re announcing.”
“Yes! Get out there!”