Butterfly Soup

A couple of days later, when Shigaraki returned from the city, he stopped briefly to discuss with Kurogiri some issues about the costumes and equipment of the League members and then went to his room to relax and hang out in games. Walking along the corridor, Tomura suddenly discovered the door to his room was slightly open and strange sounds were coming from there. The guy opened the door in bewilderment and involuntarily hovered on the threshold with bulging eyes. Milante, wearing rubber gloves and a mask on his face, frantically chalked the floor with a broom. The whole room sparkled with cleanliness, with the exception of the dirt on the floor, which the girl fought very successfully. Finally noticing Shigaraki, Milante straightened up and lowered mask to her chin. - You...what are you even doing here, explain?! — Tomura exclaimed, recovering from shock, looking around. - I don’t recognize my room, what did you do? This... - Are you blind? I’m doing some spring cleaning, - the girl snorted, putting her hands on her hips. - It's good that you came. Here, hold the mop, you will help me wash the floor. Otherwise, the cockroaches will eat you whole, homeless person.  - Huh…? — Shigaraki again stared dumbfoundedly at the mop she handed him. - What the hell? - I swept there, you can start from that corner, - Milante pointed somewhere with her finger. - I'll finish here for now. And sweep all the trash out from under the bed properly, not a filthy mess. I'll check. With these words, she again began to zealously sweep the floor, pulling the mask over her face. Tomura looked at her silently with square eyes, then turned his gaze back to the mop. -... He couldn’t even find a way to respond to such pressure from the girl. He simply obediently began to move the mop across the floor, being in complete prostration. - No, stop... Stop, stop, stop!.. I didn’t ask you to do this damn cleaning and rummage around in my room without asking! — after a couple of minutes, Shigaraki angrily threw the mop at the wall and turned to Milante. - What do you think about yourself anyway? What the hell are you doing, woman? - A? - Milante looked at him menacingly from under her brows. - I don’t need your permission, understand? Your things are there, so don't bomb, idiot. You'll thank me later. Come on, wash the floor already. After all, you should be ashamed to invite a girl to such a trash! Last time I kept silent delicately, but now I won’t remain silent. You're a real asshole, Shigaraki. Know this. -... Tomura's indignation took his breath away. He began to scratch himself furiously, staring at the girl with his eyes.  - What the hell... Who are you anyway, huh? - Shigaraki hissed, grabbing her head from behind and trying to tear her off the floor. - Look at this “mommy”, damn it. Stop doing that quickly, or I'll throw you out of here! Drop the broom, I said! And slowly move it aside. But Milante suddenly hit him with an elbow in the stomach. Gasping, Tomura flew back onto the bed in surprise and fell flat on it. - I’m going to spank you with this broom now, understand? — a girl with a scary face and an ominous heavy aura loomed over him. - Your childish antics are already getting under my skin. Quickly stood up and took the mop in hands! I won't repeat it twice. -... Seeing the expression on her face and the ominously burning eyes, Shigaraki involuntarily shuddered. A chill suddenly ran down his back and the guy was seized with panic. He remembered that without Decay, he could get really screwed, and if Milante gets even angrier, he would be more likely to die. - ...It looks like I got a little excited, - Tomura said calmly, folding his arms over chest. - If you want, you can continue cleaning my room. But I'm not going to help... - Glad to hear, - Milante grabbed him by the scruff of the neck with one movement of her hand and pulled him to his feet. - If you are white-handed, then just stand and watch how to properly clean the room. You're lucky, today you'll even take part in a master class, wow. Turning away, the girl gloomily swept the trash into a dustpan and threw it into the bag. Shigaraki looked at her warily and moved away, to a safe distance, watching. Having washed the floor, Milante took off gloves and mask from her face, exhaling. Tomura looked around the room again - perhaps it had never been as clean as it was now. - Thank you, - he muttered, squinting at the sparkling cleanliness and the turned on light. - Kurogiri usually does the cleaning, but your abilities are really impressive. I'm scared to touch anything here now. - Don’t be afraid, - Milante waved her hand, plopping down on his chair. - Take out the trash and end it here. Shigaraki looked at her from under his brows for several seconds. Then he walked up to the garbage bags and winced at their number and smell. Silently taking a few, with a gloomy face and an appearance as if he was doing a huge favor, he hunched over and left the room. After about 5 minutes, Tomura returned and repeated the procedure. And so on 4 times until all the packets are gone. - That sucks... - he muttered irritably, sitting down on the bed. — I feel uncomfortable in such a room. It's annoying. - You’ll get used to it, - Milante grinned, throwing her feet up on the table. - But I bet, in a couple of days there will be a hell of a mess and trash again. Shigaraki rolled his eyes and tsked in displeasure, turning away. There was silence. - Hey, Milante, - Tomura called after a while, looking at the girl. - Are you doing this for my gratitude? What benefit does it do you? Milante silently turned her gaze to him. - Benefit? No, except for moral satisfaction, - she answered indifferently. - I always do what I want. So you don't have to worry too much. -... Shigaraki shrugged and scratched his cheek. - Okay. The cleaning was wonderful, and now I want to rest, - Milante suddenly got up from her chair and went to the bed. — I spent about 3 hours here and got up early in the morning. So don't make too much noise, I'm a light sleeper. With these words, she fell onto the bed, making the guy jump. - Huh? — Tomura stared at her in bewilderment. - I don’t understand, are you going to sleep in my bed? Such a crazy, beetle? - Yeah... That’s right, - the girl responded dully, lying face down in the pillow. - What, do you grudge it? -... Shigaraki gave her a long, hard look, but remained silent. Rising from the bed and throwing another quick glance at Milante, he turned off the light in the room and moved to the computer desk. Having connected the headphones to the computer, Tomura put them on his head and set some game to load. While the game was loading, he thought deeply. Looking back at the girl, Shigaraki looked at her for a long time with an incomprehensible gaze with mixed feelings on his face. "- What an annoying, out-of-touch girl. So she easily took it and fell asleep in my room. And before that, in general, she decided to tidy up. I don't understand her. This f*cking altruism of hers is still annoying. But...why don’t I hate it anymore?" Taking off his headphones, Tomura quietly stood up from the table and walked over to the bed. Bending down, he turned Milante onto back and looked into her face. - She really fell asleep, - Shigaraki grinned, pinching her cheeks. - Unhinged beetle, huh. Okay, take a nap. In the meantime, I’ll play in video games. Then, maybe, I’ll even offer to play together, since you said that you’re also a gamer. At the same time, I’ll acid test you. He was about to go back to the table, but Milante suddenly grabbed his hand tightly. Tomura flinched in surprise and lowered his eyes. - You’ll leave too, right?.. - the girl muttered quietly. - Will you leave me like all of them... Do I scare you?.. I won’t harm you, don’t be afraid... The truth... I...am not so terrible... Don’t look at me like that, okay?.. Everyone is so... afraid of me... but... I... just want to live a quiet life... What is my fault, tell me?.. -... Shigaraki sat down on the bed and gently placed his hand on Milante's head. - I won't leave, fool. You came to me yourself, for that matter. I'm not afraid of you. And you’re not terrible at all, - he suddenly smiled, burying his fingers in her soft hair. - You’re like me, and our powers are designed for destruction. But why don’t you want to use it to destroy everything around you? Don't you have anyone else to hate? After all, no one saved you, the heroes did not come to you. Then why don't you still hate them? Why are you so distant and calm, huh? Do you care about anything in this world at all? If you want a quiet life, then better stay with me. When I destroy all the heroes, our life will become much easier. And you will no longer need to worry about anything and hide. We won't have to hide in the shadows anymore, we'll come out into the light and show ourselves to the fucking world, ha-ha. We'll be at the very top, I swear. I will. And you...will you? The girl smiled softly in her sleep and placed his hand under her cheek, mumbling something inaudibly.  Tomura’s heart suddenly skipped a beat, froze for a second, and then for some reason began to beat out a frantic rhythm, trying to break his ribs from the inside. A strange, unusual excitement overwhelmed the guy. It was very different from what he had experienced before. Leaning closer in an unconscious impulse, Shigaraki stared unblinkingly at Milante's lips. He now wildly wanted to press his dry lips to them and feel their taste and softness. He wonder how disgusting it is to kiss? He's never done this before.  Tomura had almost touched Milante's lips with his own, when suddenly the door to the room opened slightly and Kurogiri walked in. -?!.. Shigaraki quickly recoiled from the girl and stared at him in shock. - Oh...what incredible cleanliness here, - notes of surprise were heard in Kurogiri’s voice. - Shigaraki, I came to see if you need... He paused when noticed Tomura put a finger to his lips, urging him to remain silent. Kurogiri looked at the sleeping Milante and nodded his foggy head. Shigaraki waved his hand, saying that nothing was needed, and sat down at desk, putting on his headphones. Kurogiri gave Milante another long look and walked out the door. "- What did I even...want to do now? — Tomura frowned in confusion, taking the joystick in his hands. - What is this strange feeling? And I myself have been acting very strange. Did this interaction with Milante affect me that much? I shouldn’t get carried away, sensei is waiting for me to complete the task. He needs Milante's power..which means that...he will most likely make something like a Nomu out of her?" His face suddenly darkened and the guy squeezed the joystick with such force that it crunched like a packet of chips. " - I understand. Actually, I...don't want this. She's just like me. She's the only one who can understand me. Sensei...it seems I'll have to break your rules and play by my own. I changed my mind, from now on this girl...belongs to me. You can say and do whatever you want, I don't care. I will not allow you to use Milante, under any pretext. He find another toy." Tomura's red eyes filled with anger and glowed menacingly in the semi-darkness of the room. He knew that All For One was watching them, so Shigaraki began to think hard about how he could cleverly outwit this 200-year-old scoundrel so that he could get out of the water clean, and at the same time protect Milante. Tomura already realized that he was too attached to this strange girl and did not want to lose her. Next to her, he felt something so familiar, close, inexplicable... something that, like a magnet, pulled him to Milanta. In a sense, he even became dependent on her. And he needed her like he needed air. He had NOT hated her for a long time.

***

I tried to push myself back into my body

And tell you: “I'm sorry,” m-m-m.

We tried to go back to the beginning

But not persistently.

We fight until the morning

A little in love, then a little out of love.

Pushing you away when you pull me closer.

The days seem longer

And it’s really unbearable for me that I’m starting to doubt

Are you really still worth holding on to?

But in a dream you're so sweet

When you touch me, I feel dizzy.

And I remember why I'm up to my neck in this:

I forget about all our shortcomings.

I just want you close

When you're so beautiful.

I tried to keep my head above water

But doing this is becoming more and more difficult.

And I keep going back to that time

When we were sitting on the roof

Yes, it’s like we promised...

That we will always be together,

We will never let go, and this will never be a given for us.

When things get hard, I'll try a little harder for you

(I'll try to try a little harder)

The days seem longer

And it’s really unbearable for me that I’m starting to doubt

Are you really still worth holding on to?

But in a dream you're so sweet

When you touch me, I feel dizzy.

And I remember why I'm up to my neck in this:

I forget about all our shortcomings.

I just want you close

When you're so beautiful

When you're so beautiful.

Looking at you, looking at me -

That's when I realize that you were made for me,

You were made for me.

But in a dream you're so sweet

When you touch me, I feel dizzy.

And I remember why I'm up to my neck in this:

I forget about all our shortcomings.

I just want you close

When you're so beautiful...

***

- Where am I? Little Tomura looked around - again there was this white space without walls or ceiling. - What should I do? - he muttered, having no idea where to go. - There's nothing here. This is the second time I've come here. Scratching his neck, he slowly moved forward, still, this was a better idea than standing in one place. - Hm? — noticing someone ahead, Shigaraki squinted. - It seems there is someone. I'll go and ask what's going on. Coming closer, he stopped behind him. - Hey, what is this place? - Tomura asked. - This? Your subconscious. When “someone” turned around, Tomura saw in front of him a girl about the same age as him. Her snow-white hair was beautifully cut into an elongated bob, and her bright red large eyes looked inquisitively straight at the boy. - Ah... - Shigaraki involuntarily gaped at her beauty. - Who are you? - Milante, - the girl with a poker face extended her hand to him. - And you? Tomura stared at her hand. - I’m Tomura, - he muttered, hiding his hands behind his back. - Don't touch me, otherwise you will disappear. - Why? - Milanthe blinked. - When I touch someone or something with my entire palm, it disappears, - Shigaraki darkened. - So, you better forget about this idea. We just met, I don’t want you to break up. The girl looked at him with a strange look for several seconds. Then she suddenly chuckled and grabbed both his hands tightly. - …What are you doing?! - Tomura exclaimed in horror, trying to pull his palms out of hers. -Are you stupid? I told you that you will die if... - What if? - Milante narrowed her eyes, calmly intertwining their fingers. - Look, nothing happens, and you’re yelling. Calm down already. -... Shigaraki opened his eyes in amazement, staring at her without blinking.  Indeed, nothing happened. For some reason, the girl did not fall apart from this touch. - But...I... - Tomura muttered feverishly, starting to shake. - How... Why didn’t you break up?! You touched me your entire palm...! - This is my secret, - Milante giggled and let go of his hands. - I’m special, so I can’t be killed, he-he. - Special? — Shigaraki blinked in surprise. - Yeah. Thanks to my strength, I’m practically immortal, - the girl drawled, walking around him on all sides. - Hm-m-m, you're cute. Tomura, you say your name is right? - Yes, - Tomura was embarrassed by such close attention and turned away. - Don't look at me like that... I... feel awkward. "- Am I cute? Me? Cute…?" - Why? - Milante tilted her head to the side questioningly, suddenly grabbing his cheeks and turning him towards her. - You're cutie. Don't be embarrassed. - Eh... - from her words and actions the boy blushed even more, standing stock still. - What are you doing? - Getting to know you better, - the girl squeezed his face with her palms. - You're funny. Aren't you afraid of me? - I... No... no, - Shigaraki blinked in confusion. - Let me go, okay? I can't speak normally. Milante smiled contentedly and released his face. Tomura scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. - You’re weirdo, - he said, pointing his finger at her. - Do you just grab everyone when you meet them? - No, not all of them. Only those I like, - the girl smiled slyly. - I already like you, so get used to it. I’ll squeeze you as much as I like, heh. - Huh? As if I gave permission to do this, - Tomura muttered, looking at her from under brows. - Well, what have we forgotten here? If this is my subconscious, then how did you get here? - I don’t know, - Milante said calmly. - Interesting. You probably called me. - I didn’t even know you before, how could I call you? — Shigaraki with a poker face flicked her on the forehead. - Baka. - Hey! - the girl snorted indignantly and kicked him in the ass. - Don’t you know how to treat women? Where are your manners? - Ouch! - Tomura yelled, clutching his butt. - You are not a woman, but a girl, first of all! And secondly, don't touch me! They stared at each other with dark glances. Shigaraki finally exhaled heavily and closed his eyes. - Okay, - he scratched his neck. — Do you have any ideas? - Nope. We’ll act on a whim, - Milante poked him in the nose with her finger. - Do you want to play? - Well... I want to, but what? - Tomura wrinkled his nose. - There is only emptiness here. - Wrong! - Milante laughed, clapping her hands. - Anything can appear here with the power of thought. Come on, imagine something. — By the power of thought? — Shigaraki fell into a stupor, staring at her. - How is that? - Are you dumb? - the girl grumbled, folding her arms over her chest and stamping her foot impatiently. - You have little imagination, or what? Imagine in your mind anything, damn it! And it will appear here. - Oh...okay. Tomura tensed and thought about a bag of new flavored chips that had been on TV recently. Poof! - Ta-dam! - Milante chuckled, already holding a package of those same chips in her hands. - M-m-m, something new. We'll eat it in half. - Wow! It really works, - Shigaraki’s eyes sparkled with delight. - Then I’ll stay here to live. - Well, in a sense, you already live here, - the girl responded, eating chips. - This is your subconscious, remember? - Exactly - Tomura stepped closer and carefully put his hand into the packaging. - Everything I remember is probably stored here?” - Something like that. But not only that, - Milante suddenly slapped his hand. - This big chip is mine, go away. - Hey, - Shigaraki snorted, taking the chip from her. - I took it first! Give it back, quickly! A fight suddenly broke out between them. Tomura was not a quick enough fellow, so he immediately found himself laid on the girl’s shoulder blades. Victoriously throwing her hand up, she sat down on top of him and exclaimed: - Evil is defeated! Aha-ha! You're lose, Mura. Throwing the chip into her mouth, she licked her lips contentedly. - Ugh... This sucks... you’re a girl, - Shigaraki began to scratch himself irritably. - I won’t forgive you! Get off me! You are heavy... - Nope, - Milante said, hovering over him. - Lie still and don’t twitch. - Huh? What are you going to do? - Tomura turned blue. - Don't come closer, you're scaring me!.. - Are you afraid of me too? — Milante’s eyes suddenly became sad. - I'm so scary, right? -... Shigaraki looked at her in confusion. - Well... no, you’re not scary, - he scratched his cheek. - You are beautiful. But you're scared, that's what I wanted to say. - Oh, okay then, - Milante’s mouth broke into a smile again. - But you’re still cute, ehe-he. Perhaps I will even marry you. - Huh?...... Tomura stared at her with square eyes, speechless. There was silence. - What... What? Are you getting married?! - he finally screamed at his entire subconscious. - What are you talking about? I don't want you to marry me! And in general, it is a man who marries a woman, and not vice versa! - I know. But agree, it sounds funny? - Milante laughed out loud, shaking her hair. - Okay, we'll talk about this later. I will grow up to be a real beauty, mark my words. You yourself will want to marry me, Mura, tsundere. - I don’t want to, - Shigaraki hissed, removing her from him. - I don’t want to get married at all, okay? - Why? - Because this is complete nonsense, - he sat down, rubbing his back. — I don’t want to make a family. And in general...it’s not my queer person to think about this - he added quietly. - Hey, your quirk doesn’t work on me, - Milante reminded him. - So all is not lost. And having your own family is not so bad, you can raise your children as you want and you must love them. Turning his head, Tomura looked at her with sad eyes. - Yeah, but... I’m not sure I need it, - he shook his head. - Although, since you didn’t break up, it’s for the best. If Decay doesn’t affect you, then... He thought about it. - Then I can be your wife, - Milante looked into his face. - Everything is fine. I will be a great wife, believe me. Tomura looked up. - Maybe, - he smiled faintly, gently placing his hand on her head. - I guess I would still like a wife like you. You're a cutie. -... From these words, Milante’s eyes suddenly became huge and sparkled brightly. - Me? Do you...really think so? - she sniffled. - Say it again. - Hey, are you crying? - Tomura took her shoulders in confusion. - It’s just... you’re the first one who called me cute, - Milante suddenly started crying out loud. - Wow, Mura, how nice you are!.. Thank you!... Shigaraki shook his head in confusion, not knowing what to do in such a situation. - Well, well, don’t cry, - he lightly patted the girl on the back. - You're really cute. I…even like you, - he muttered to the side. - Is it true? — Milante’s eyes became even larger. - Mura... I like you too! She suddenly pounced on the boy and grabbed him in her arms, burying her nose in him. -... Shigaraki flinched in surprise. His eyes widened and sparkled. After hovering for a moment, Tomura also hugged the girl tightly. - No need to cry. I won’t hurt you, Milante, - he pulled away and looked into her eyes. - Honestly. You are sweet and beautiful, I want to be friends with you. I don't have any friends right now, so I'll be glad to have your company. I love playing video games, do you like them? - Yes, I love Pokemon, - Milante smiled slightly, wiping her nose. - They're funny. - Oh, me too! — Tomura’s eyes lit up. - Let's fight straight away here? Since you can create anything with the power of thought, let’s have fun. - Come on, - the girl laughed. - Looks like it'll be fun! 

***

-... Shigaraki winced and opened his eyes. — Am I currently battling Milante in Pokemon in my sleep? - he muttered. - Cool...what kind of dreams started? Ha... With a long yawn, Tomura sat up on the bed, rubbing his sleepy eyes. - Hrrrr... -?! Shigaraki froze. Slowly turning his head towards the source of the sound, he saw Milante sleeping next to him. - .......... Rubbing his eyes again, he stared at the girl again, without blinking. Then he quickly pulled back the covers to make sure they had their clothes on. - Huh…? - Tomura made a stupid face. - I mean... What this beetle forget here? Turning to face Milante, he loomed ominously over her. - Hey Milante! — Shigaraki began to shake her like an apple tree. - Wake up! -...M? — Milante sleepily opened her eyes. - Baby, are you ready for work yet? Now, a couple of minutes and I’ll get up... She lowered her head back onto the pillows, snoring sweetly. Tomura stared at her blearily, digesting what he had heard. - Baby? Work...what the f*ck? — his face looked like a chicken ass. - What kind of nonsense is she talking about? This is an infection. Well, get up, I said! With these words, he viciously slapped her ass with a pillow. Milante just grunted quietly in her sleep and scratched her butt. - To hell with you, - Tomura fell exhausted onto the bed, face down into the pillow. - And...how did this even happen? Milante suddenly rolled and lay on top of him. Shigaraki's eyes widened in surprise and he stopped breathing. - Hey... - he turned his head with an unclear meaning on his face. - Get off me. - No... Why are you so harmful, hm-m? — the girl purred, snuggling closer to him. - You need to sleep well, he-he... Don't go to work today, stay with me, sweetie... -... Poor Tomura blushed so much that there was smoke coming out of his ears. Her heart began to gallop at her proximity, and her pulse quickened, pounding in her ears. - This is not good... this is not good... this is very bad, - he began to mutter feverishly, turning back, his eyes dangerously cracked from the strain. - What should I do, damn it?!.. Shigaraki quickly turned over on his side and Milante slid off him and back onto the bed. Jumping to his feet, Tomura took a quick glance at the girl and rushed out of the room like a bullet.

***

In the bathroom. After splashing water on his face, Shigaraki turned off the tap and stared at his reflection in the mirror. Wrinkles, bruises under the eyes, unkempt hair, pale skin almost grave-colored, tired eyes - the look was just that. -... Frowning, the guy exhaled heavily and lowered his head. - ...And why isn’t she afraid of me? Tomura muttered, scratching the back of his head. - Isn’t she disgusted with me? I have a face like a real devil... Raising his eyes, he once again peered at his reflection more carefully. "- You're quite cute." A faint smile involuntarily appeared on Shigaraki's lips. For a moment he suddenly even stopped seeming disgusting and unlikable to himself. After wiping his face, the guy shook his hair and left the bathroom. Entering the bar, Tomura noticed, in addition to Kurogiri, Whirlwind sitting at the bar counter. - Shigaraki Tomura, he was waiting for you, - the fog-head turned to him. - What people, - Shigaraki said, quickly taking it out of his pocket and putting “Father” on his face, and sat down on a chair. - It seems like there wasn’t a meeting planned today. - I came to find out something, - Eiji responded, looking at him. - About this girl, Milante. She's not a member of the League, but she hangs out here and it looks suspicious. - Oh, so you came for this. I already thought you’d say something more important, - Tomura glanced gloomily at him. - This girl has a special place here, and I plan to make her my right hand and bodyguard. Will this answer suit you? - Suddenly. I thought she was just your girlfriend, - Tornado chuckled. - Well, that means she’s my second future boss, right? Interestingly, Giran-san whispered something in my ear about her, and I want to ask a couple of questions to you, Shigaraki. - Go ahead, - Tomura waved his hand dismissively. - She’s also, in some way, a killer with a dark past, isn’t she? — the guy’s green eye stared at the boss. - That’s normal, considering the fact that everyone here is like that. But what I'm getting at is that her "special" power is similar to your quirk, right? - Something like that, - Shigaraki answered briefly, resting his cheek on his hand and squinting. - What a curious guy you are, though. All kids your age are so inquisitive, huh? - And you weren’t like that? - Tornado snapped, baring his teeth. - Oh, sorry, you grew up like a recluse, a real nerd gamer. - Are you pushing yourself? - Tomura leaned towards him threateningly. - I memorized your attacks and now I know your weak points, so be careful, brat. Get to the point, otherwise I'll get angry. - Heh, okay, - Eiji lowered his ardor. - So, the next and final question is who is Milante? Giran-san explained something vaguely and I want to know the details from you. This girl... He suddenly fell silent and became gloomy. Shigaraki raised his eyebrows. - She gives me an unpleasant, nauseating feeling, - Eiji finally said. - Her aura and power press on me. And it feels like she knows EVERYTHING about that happens. Who the hell is she? -... Tomura thought about it. He caught himself thinking that just a month ago he was thinking about Milanta in exactly the same way as the Whirlwind himself. - Milante is just Milante, - Shigaraki finally answered calmly. - And no one else. We just have powers similar, that’s all. She herself is very strong and has an unbending inner core, which is why one gets the impression that she is somehow terrible. Tell me, you think she’s like that too, right? - Terrible? Not quite the right word, - Eiji chuckled. - She’s rather dangerous and unpredictable. It's not clear what's going on in her head. She is mega-cold and sharp. Like air, - he remarked, as if to himself. - And this element is close to me, so... I don’t know. I’m not going to trust her, just like you, but if you look at her from afar, then your lip is not a fool, boss, huh. She has legs and titshers, of course, are creditable.  Tornado specifically emphasized this, anticipating Tomura's reaction. - ...Ugh, how disgusting you are, - Shigaraki suddenly grimaced and stood up from his chair. - What are you, a complete, horny schoolboy, like in that shitty manga? Try to say this in front of Milante herself, and Kurogiri will have to dig an unmarked grave for you. -... Eiji clearly expected a different reaction from him, so he arched his eyebrow in surprise, watching Tomura retreat for a long time. After sitting for some time in thought, Tornado also got up and left.

***

You look into the trembling sky

Can I get closer today?

I'm afraid that I won't be around

Oh, that's not me at all

My head is always full of something

I can't think of anything else

I don't know why I'm like this

Even when I pretend it's not okay

I'm running like my heart is about to burst

Stay with me

Don't doubt it anymore

Don't doubt it

It's no use talking

If you are in front of me

I'm stuck with myself with a phobia

I want to stay with you

I'm stuck with myself with a phobia

I can't go where you are

I can't get close

Why are you doing this? I don't know

I'm trapped in a phobia called you

I desperately want to hold you in my arms

You're so precious you can't imagine

The more you shine, the more I shine

The closer I get, the more I shake

A shiver of anxiety turns into a shiver of trepidation

Change is coming

I often think about making you laugh

Now I enjoy this thrill a little

I don't know why I'm like this

Even if I pretend to be cool

My heart is beating like it's about to burst

Stay with me

Don't doubt it anymore

Don't doubt it

It's no use talking

If you are in front of me

I'm stuck with myself with a phobia

I want to stay with you

I'm stuck with myself with a phobia

I can't go where you are

I can't get close

Why are you doing this? I don't know

I'm trapped in a phobia called you

I have time to meet you

I'm shaking all over, I'm shaking all overat

There's a loud scream in my head

I'll try to be better

Feel free to shout

You know your chances, grab them

I'll do anything for you

You can trust me

I'm stuck with myself with a phobia

I want to stay with you

I'm stuck with myself with a phobia

I can't go where you are

I can't get close

Why are you doing this? I don't know

I'm trapped in a phobia called you...