Butterfly Soup

A few days later. It was an early morning. Milante sat on the balcony of her apartment and lazily petted her cat while sipping hot coffee. Meeting this guy, Shigaraki, left her with mixed feelings. It seems that the girl began to form a complete picture in her head because of everything happened before. Suddenly the cell rang, bringing Milante out of her thoughts. - Yes? - Hey, how it's going, evil dwarf? - a familiar goondy voice sounded on the phone. - You said I can call at any time, so don’t be surprised. There is something to do, we need to chat. - What? You also can’t sleep early in the morning? - Milante chuckled. - ...Something like that, - the voice hesitated. - I’m now at the abandoned hospital ***, look at the coordinates I sent and come here. By the way, where do you live? - Secret. Later perhaps I’ll tell you, - girl looked at the time on her phone. - And you are an early bird, got up at 6 a.m. - Um...I can’t sleep for some reason. In short, I’m waiting and don’t you dare not come, otherwise I’ll get angry. You have exactly one hour to get here. Bye. The call was dropped. Milante slowly finished her coffee, took the cat into the room and began to change clothes. Putting on her favorite white sport suit, girl took cellphone and wallet, and left the apartment, setting it on the signalling. Having taken the elevator down, she walked through the underground parking onto the street and moved with a brisk step along the sidewalk, having previously looked into her smartphone and found out the coordinates of the meeting place.

***

Sitting in splendid isolation on the threshold of an abandoned hospital, Shigaraki lazily sipped the coffee he had kicked out of the drink vending machine. - ...It’s cold, damn it, - he shivered from the piercing wind and wrapped himself in a sweatshirt. - I wonder if she will come or not? Tomura was lost in thought. " - Find another approach...which one? Flirting and charming her? Huh, that's nonsense. As if she would fall for it. What other way is there? I have no effect on her, she cuts off manipulations at the root, have no leverage over her. And sensei refused to help me... This is an ambush. It seems I really meet an ultra boss that I just can’t take down. And in general... Eh? What did I just think? Flirting with her? Seriously? What kind of sick thoughts are creeping into my head... But, to be honest...she looks quite tolerable if you look at her as a girl. Her face is cute, her tits and ass seem to be in place, she’s petty, impudent, sarcastic and full of herself. And she's smart, which is a rarity for women. Perhaps girls like her could really be my type? And by the way...she reminds me of a certain character from the game. I even have a figma like this. Hm-m...coincidence?" Shigaraki thoughtfully put the can to his cheek, running the toe of his sneaker along the ground, drawing a circle with it. He suddenly realized that he had never thought about what kind of girls he liked before. And that he might even like girls. 3D, I mean. Girls in games and anime looked much better and more ideal than the real ones, and Tomura was sickened by the realization that ideal girls did not exist in reality. Yes, and besides, it was not with his quirk to think about getting close to someone, even if he wanted to. And until now Shigaraki didn't care about this fact. He was indifferent to many things from the outside world. He perceived life as a computer game. Where you can save every time and start again. He had his sensei and Kurogiri standing behind him, and he felt their support. In general, Tomura didn’t care about much other than the destruction of the heroes society and the video games that he played for hours on end. But then suddenly, out of the blue, the one against whom his quirk is powerless appeared in a boring 3D reality. The one who doesn’t fall apart from his touch, no matter how much he wishes it would be otherwise. Hm, an interesting new character? And it seems like she’s even been pumped up to the ultimate level, judging by previous events. Tomura was initially shocked by this and then even intrigued on a subconscious level. A girl. Weird, free, with a bit of madness. Fearless and wild. She simply blew up his already sick brain. During these three meetings, Shigaraki managed to get quite shock from the heap of new information that suddenly fell on his head and from Milante’s actions. All For One wants this girl's power, that's why then doesn’t he take it himself? Oh yes, Milante is elusive. It's obviously. Then why did sensei entrust this to Tomura? What makes him think that Milante won’t take it and evaporate in the same way as before? If she finds out that the AFO is behind all this, she will probably disappear again. This time for good. But for some reason, Shigaraki, deep down, didn’t want to lose sight of her. This was already a valuable and interesting character in his game of life. She could benefit in many ways if only she would agree to join the League of Villains. But she was too impenetrable and principled. Therefore, Shigaraki had to bend over backwards to achieve results in this matter and complete the increased hard level. Tomura went through different options for the development of events in his head, but never came to anything concrete. He decided to acting as usual - on a whim, on sheer enthusiasm. And he decided for himself that he didn't intend to let this girl go anywhere. Why? Shigaraki’s inflamed brain was now in a real battle from the realization of everything that was happening. In particular, from Milante herself and her behavior. From her attitude towards him. Surprisingly, she showed absolutely no hostility towards Tomura, even though she knew who he was. And it seems that even his initial fierce hatred of her didn't cause any reactions in Milante. On the contrary, Tomura saw her obvious interest in him. He noticed that she looked at him so intently and carefully from head to toe last time, that Shigaraki involuntarily felt awkward. This overly inquisitive girl's gaze gave him weird and shockingly pleasant (!) goosebumps all over his body. No one had looked at him like that before. In terms of no hostility or surprise, or shock, or disgusting from the sight of his face. No, in Milante's eyes, Tomura saw neither one nor the other, only obvious interest in him. Perhaps even as...a man? By the way, Tomura himself also looked at Milante much more closely than would be appropriate in their case. She just attracted the eye, and he wanted to look and look at her. She was truly beautiful girl. Such to be real. Yes, there was definitely some kind of invisible chemical reaction between these two. Albeit under the sauce of competition and confrontation. After all, Tomura was still a guy, no matter what. Although he categorically denied the fact that he could suddenly like Milante as a girl. He denied it with all his being, fought with himself, vehemently convinced himself that he didn’t need it; that it was just an inflammation of the mind and an illusion. Why must he even like anyone, to begin with? He should hate everyone, in theory. After the first two meetings, Shigaraki sincerely hated Milante and really wanted to kill her, make her literally disappear. Especially after what she said and did to him. And how arrogantly she looked at him, making his teeth grind with rage. It was true. But when after Tomura learned that Milante's power was very similar to his quirk, the hatred suddenly faded into the background. A sincere interest in this weird girl awoke in him. He wanted to know more about her power. Wonder if she, like Shigaraki, knows how to erase from the face of the Earth everything that she doesn’t like? Does she also hate all living things, like him? She is Death after all. And Death cannot love Life apriori. Tomura was sure of this, and in the back of his mind he had already drawn a clear parallel between Milante and himself. He compared them. Noted differences and similarities. And so far there have been many more firsts. He thought that he already doubted that he hated her. No, this is nonsense. He hates her just like he hates everyone else. It was easier for him to think about Milante in this way. But why then, in parallel with this, does he think this girl is too perfect to be real? Why does he think that she is too similar to his 2D favorites and unrealistically beautiful? That she has an attractive aura, no matter what. About the fact that her eyes, although disgusting and cold, are also damn delightful, and her gaze gives him goosebumps all over his body. About the fact that she is so tiny, but at the same time strangely strong. About the fact that...her snow-white long hair beckons to touch it. And he can calmly do this, without fear that Milante’s scalp will come off from his touch. For some reason, Tomura was sure that her hair was quite soft and very pleasant to the touch. Yes, these were the crazy fleeting thoughts of a lonely young man. Who, although he was a cruel and cold-blooded villain and murderer, was still a man and, as it turned out, he was also not alien to the usual physical attraction to the opposite sex, inherent in him by nature itself. Which was only dozing somewhere deep inside and waiting for it's finest hour. And that hour, apparently, has finally come. But Shigaraki didn’t understand this yet. His thoughts were now absorbed, to a greater extent, in other things. Although something was still trembling suspiciously inside. Something weird and unusual. like some kind of anticipation. Tomura suddenly thought that, in principle, he would not lose anything if he used Milante as a girl and satisfied at least his physical needs. But this is a last resort. In a completely hopeless situation. For now, he needs her power.

***

After a while, Milante finally appeared on the horizon, bringing Tomura out of his deep thoughts. Looking up, Shigaraki noticed girl and chuckled. - Hey, - he waved hand to attract her attention. - I'm here. "- The same sport suit again. Is she a nerd? Looks like she has money for clothes. Ha-ha, so uninteresting. She probably has a complex and hides her sagging belly under these clothes. Ugh... I don't want to think about it. But if she has abs of steel back there, I'll be impressed. Hm, how can I check this?" Waiting for the girl to approach, Shigaraki looked at her again with a more intent look, squinting and wondering which of these options would be true. - Morning, - Milante walked up to and cheekily plopping down next to him on the steps. - Today cold asf, what a total bummer. It seems like spring already, it should be warm. I don't like the cold, ugh. - Me too, - Tomura agreed weakly. - But I wasn’t going to talk about the weather. Let's change the topic, otherwise it all started so kindly, so already sickening... Considering our previous skirmishes. - OK. Then I listen to you carefully, - girl calmly shrugged her shoulders and put the plastic bag on the step, rummaging through it. - Why did you call me? - First, tell me what’s in there, - Shigaraki pointed his finger at the bag. - Bomb? - Yeah, food bomb! - girl laughed, taking out onigiri from there. - Will you? I was already hungry while walking here. - Come on, - Tomura with a poker face extended his hand. - I didn’t have breakfast either. And do you still live somewhere nearby? - Well, like...5 km from here, - Milante said, thrusting an onigiri into his palm. - Not so close. - Just how I forgot about your unreal speed with which you scared from me away, - Shigaraki squinted, unpacking the treat. - Not only that, but you also know how to disappear into thin air, judging by our last meeting. - Well, I move quickly over long distances, - girl chuckled mysteriously, biting the onigiri. - And for small ones, heh. - OK, never mind. I called you for this: tell me everything about your power, down to the smallest detail, - Tomura said, putting aside the onigiri and twirling the coffee can in his hands. - I realized that it's similar to mine, but the subsequent effect is unclear. To destroy everything around you, what do you need to do for this? - Hm...want to destroy something and it will disappear, - Milante answered thoughtfully. - Just want it? - Shigaraki arched an eyebrow. - That's enough? Does it all depend only on your desire? - Yeah. That's right, therefore I learned long ago to control my emotions so as not to destroy what I don’t want, - girl folded her legs in the lotus position. - I direct my power in the desired direction and use it to achieve certain results. - Which ones? - interest appeared in the guy’s gaze. - Can you create something with your power? - I can. For example, I make fundamental changes to whatever I want. Do you know that Death is all kinds of metamorphoses and constant transformation of everything that exists? - Milante narrowed her eyes. - Death allows everything old and obsolete to die, gives life to something new. So, we can say that I can even create life with my energy. - Death gives life? Ha-ha, that's some nonsense! - Shigaraki mockingly flicked her on the forehead (apparently in retaliation for the previous incident in the bar). - Death is just a skeleton in a black robe with a scythe, who hanging out and mows down everyone, young and old, and collects their souls. Everywhere: in films, games and mass media, she is exactly like that. Or rather he, is the horseman of the Apocalypse. And you don’t look like death at all, no matter how you look at it, - he added, looking at her intently. - Because there is a lot of misinformation about my appearance in this world, - Milanthe winced. - As you can see, I’m completely different. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have a Death Scythe and a robe, - she added ironically. ╮(￣_￣)╭ - Heh, I’d like to take a look, - Tomura grinned, narrowing his eyes. - Will you wear it to our next meeting? You will at least look canonical and super underground. - Oh my, I’ll think about it, - Milante caught his gaze and smiled mischievously. - Do you really want to see me again? You probably miss me already, right? - That’s not the right word, - Shigaraki ominously lay his hand right on her face. - I'm already dying of boredom. Don't talk nonsense, otherwise I'll get angry. - Heh, - Milante unhooked his hand from her. - You can be angry, I don’t mind. - ...Crazy in the head, - Tomura muttered gloomily. - I found out what I wanted, so you're free for today, get out. - Eh? Was that the whole conversation? - girl said disappointedly. - What a pity. - Did you want to scratch your tongue some more? - Shigaraki rose to his feet, putting hands in the pockets of sweatshirt. - Well, let's go then. - Where? - To the basement, damn it, - Tomura scratched his cheek irritably. - I’ll tie you to a pipe and torture you until you agree to be a member of the League. Fine? "- Ah... I really thought right now that he said "torture with a ***". Hm-m-m. Anyway that sounds better". - Intriguing, - Milante laughed, also getting up from the steps. - Let's go. - Not afraid me? - Shigaraki glanced sideways at her. - What is fear, Tomura? - girl gave him a mocking glance and walked forward, cheekily putting hands in the pockets of pants. - I don’t know this word. Shigaraki looked at her and, rolling his eyes, followed. There was silence. Having caught up with Milante, Tomura walked alongside, occasionally casting sidelong glances at the girl and studying her. Milante looked so relaxed, as if she were out for a walk with friend. Nothing seemed to bother her at all. And now, and in life in general. - You’re weird, - finally said Shigaraki. - I am the most dangerous villain and you are so calm, as if we were going to hang out in video games at the house. Aren't you afraid that I will attack you when you least expect it? - I’m not afraid of you, calm down already, - Milante responded lazily. - You’re not scary and you don’t seem to be a maniac, so relax. Rather have the feeling that I brought my nerd boyfriend into the light of day and you hiss in the sunlight and melt before my eyes. - What? - Tomura snorted indignantly. - It's you a nerd, that's firstly and secondly - I'm not your boyfriend. Although, if you really want to, I can play along. - M? - girl glanced sideways at him. - Play along? - Yeah, something like that! - Shigaraki broke into a grin and hung his hand on her shoulder, sharply pulling her towards him. - Well, how do you feel? Your ass probably feels uncomfortable and you wanted to run far away? - Oh...you know, I didn’t want to, - Milante get over the surprise and chuckled. - I see, you just don’t have enough female attention? No wonder, with such a quirk you suddenly want to touch a girl, but she’s make a "Poof"! and crumbled to dust like the mummy of Tutankhamun. I understand, this upsets you. - I don’t paw anyone, - Shigaraki glared angrily at her. - And I’m not upset by anything. You think about yourself a lot. Walk silently, otherwise I’ll break your neck and you’ll become a mummy yourself. - Again threats? You’re unbearable, - Milante feigned a sigh, obviously enjoying what was happening. - No one girl will pay attention to you, remember my words. Do you know how to rizz up? - Huh? - Tomura made a terrible face and grabbed her in a chokehold, squeezing her hand. - One more word and your body will move on separately from your head! Are you preoccupied? - I wouldn’t say, - Milante agreed, unclenching his hand. - Is it noticeable to me? - Very, - Shigaraki gave her a gloomy look from under his brows and let go her. - And you talk too much, it infuriates me... - At least something in this life doesn’t piss you off, huh? - Milante looked at him with a poker face. - Wet bla-a-anket. (￣_￣) - No. I hate absolutely everything, - Tomura barked, going far ahead. - If you bother me with stupid questions, you will stay here yourself. Hurry up, I'm not going to wait for you. Milante rolled her eyes artistically and followed him. "- She still had o-hagi* in this bag...but didn’t offer them to me. Where from..." *(Tomura's favorite food as a child. O-hagi are Japanese sweets made from sweet rice and adzuki bean paste. A type of mocchi. Botamocchi and o-hagi are traditionally eaten during the equinox festival, Higana (day of offering to the dead)) Tomura became even more gloomy and remained silent the entire way.

***

- Hm-m-m. So are you looking for recruits? And how is it going? - Milante asked, sitting at the bar counter already in the League’s hideout and devouring a salmon sandwich. - As you can see, - Shigaraki picturesquely gestured around the empty hall with a poker face. - A whole crowd, so scary. Stop mocking me, you're really pissing me off more and more. - It was just ordinary interest, - girl snorted. - How old are you there, 20? Damn, if you live to see retirement, you'll be a lousy grandfa, who will only grumble and hate everyone. Think about it. - I’m not going to live to see retirement, - Tomura rolled his eyes. - Shut up and eat your sandwich. - Delicious, by the way, - Milante narrowed her eyes rather. - Have you eaten yours yet? - A long time ago, - Shigaraki rested his cheek on hand, tapping fingers on the tabletop. - You're so funny. In terms of, you sit here, eat food and chat with me about all sorts of bullshit. And you know what's more funny? For some reason I fall for this myself. - Well, whose problem is this? - Milante looked at him calmly, finishing her sandwich and licking her fingers. - I’m bored and don’t have much to talk to, you’ll have to be patient. - Apparently yes, - Tomura took a quick glance at this action of hers and turned away. - Take some napkins, you’re dirtying everything here like a snotty child. - Where are they? - Behind the bar, on the shelf below. Milante rose up in her chair and suddenly leaned over the counter, rummaging along the shelf with her hands. Almost in front of Shigaraki's very nose, a picturesque view of her taut butt appeared, tightly covered with the fabric of her sweatpants. - ... Tomura stared at her butt in confusion. - ...Hey, get out of there, - he muttered irritably, suddenly realizing the all awkwardness of the moment. - It's really dangerous. - Dangerous? What do you mean? - came Milante's muffled voice from under the tabletop. - One sec, it seems I almost found them. Damn, why put it so far and deep? After the last phrase, Tomura looked at her butt again more closely. - Put it too far and deep, you say... - he rose from his chair and stood directly behind of Milante's back. - That's why I said it was dangerous. Gets it? Baring his teeth ominously, Shigaraki suddenly sharply pulled Milante’s hips towards him and girl emerged from under the bar counter. - Found it! - she triumphantly threw her hand up, chuckling. - Thanks for the help. - As if I was going to help you, - Shigaraki responded, boring into her back with an weird glance. - Sit down normally already. Or it will end up doing something weird. - Why? - Milante arched an eyebrow questioningly, turning her head. Then she finally noticed her awkward position and the guy standing suspiciously close to her. - ... Calmly tossing her hair, Milante sank into a chair, crossing legs and wiping hands with a napkin. Shigaraki gave her the most mysterious gaze possible and sat down on another chair. There was silence. - Well...tell me something else, - Tomura broke the silence, which became almost awkward. - Where did all your talkativeness go? - ...A? - Milante blinked and looked at him. - Did you say something? - Hey, where are you anyway? - he snapped his fingers in front of her nose with a poker face. - Already left the chat? - Ah, I have this kind of bullshit. Sometimes I lag and can’t hear my companion, - girl admitted, sighing. - These are the consequences of injury. - Injury? - Tomura looked at her. - My memories were blocked for many years so that I wouldn’t go crazy and lost my mind, - Milante explained in a matter-of-fact tone. - A lot of shit happened and my brain, deciding to protect me, apparently blocked them itself. And then, when I began to delve into the past and into myself, a whole layer suddenly rose up and memories began to fall on my head like nuts. It’s still a terrible pleasure, to be honest. I also had severe memory lapses. I could go somewhere and then would stop in the middle of the street and not understand why and where I was going. - It’s creepy, - Shigaraki nodded. - What now? Are you just freeze and lag? - Yes, it doesn’t happen for long. - Then you need to be re-flashed, - Tomura chuckled. - Already. - That so? - Yeah. There was silence again. Kurogiri was absent, so Milante and Shigaraki were alone in the hideout. Tomura thought about it. At this time girl with a poker face was spinning on her chair with a bored look. - Do you gamble? - Shigaraki suddenly asked. - Happens. So what? - I suggest we play a card game so as not to die of boredom, - Tomura responded, getting up from his chair and going to the utility room. - Can you play? - Heh, of course, - Milante’s eyes lit up. - What example? - I mostly play “drunkard” and “wist” for money. - Not bad. Are you cheater or just lucky? - came a chuckle from the utility room. - Who knows, - girl responded mysteriously. - Today I suggest we play something else first, - Shigaraki came back and plopped down behind the bar counter, shuffling the cards. - Do you know "Iron Nerves"? - Nope, what is this? - The entire deck is laid out face down and the players take turns opening two cards; if the cards match in the same category (for example, Queen/Queen), the player takes both cards for himself and makes the next move. If a player opens unpaired cards, both cards are closed again and the next one goes, - Tomura explained, laying out the cards on the tabletop. - A kind of memory training, that’s why the game is called "Iron nerves". Well, let's go? Ready to take a risk? - Shall we play for money? - Milante asked, watching his actions. - No. Let’s do what we want, - Shigaraki took off "Father" and put it aside, squinting predatorily. - That's more interesting. - Okey-dokey, - girl smiled strangely, looking at him. - It's really much more interesting than money. - And we'll agree to fulfill the wish of the winner unconditionally, - Tomura grinned insidiously. - Deal? "- You lose and I'll make you become part of the League without much effort, heh". - Deal, - Milante nodded and extended her hand to him. Shigaraki hesitated for a second, but then remembered that his quirk doesn't affect her and calmly shook the girl’s outstretched hand. Her palm was cool and soft, pleasant to the touch. Therefore Tomura held the girl’s hand longer than expected, looking her straight in the eyes. He suddenly remembered his dream and how she held his hand in the same way. - ... Finally let go Milante's palm, Shigaraki continued to leisurely lay out the cards on the tabletop. Girl smiled slightly, resting her cheek on her hand, waiting. - Your move, - finished, Tomura looked at her from under his brows. Milante turned over first one card, then another. - Ace/ace, heh, - she shook her hair smugly. - Now yours. - First move and immediately point? - Shigaraki scratched his neck. - Not bad... Taking the card with two fingers, he turned it over and then did the same with the other. Different ones came out. - ... Tomura click tongue irritably and returned the cards back. Milante on relax turned over his last card and the one next to it. She got a point again. - Go to hell! - Shigaraki began to itch furiously. - How do you do this? If I notice that you are trying to fool me, it will be bad... - How can you make a fool of somebody in such a game? - girl looked at him with a poker face. - Move. (￣_￣) Tomura turned over the next cards with a dissatisfied face. - Point! - he bared his teeth in satisfaction. - Finally!

***

Almost an hour flew by unnoticed during the game. - Well-well, - Milante grinned, leaning back on the bar counter. - Game over, you've lost, buddy. - Impossible... - Shigaraki clenched his teeth in anger, slamming his fist on the tabletop. - I couldn’t lose, even to you!! Shit!.. "- Did I screw up again?! This was the perfect chance to get her to stay here and now I'm damn angry!" In a rage he began to scratch his neck until it bled. Milante looked at him intently. - It’s nerves, - she noticed. - Psychosomatics. - Huh? - Tomura glared at her irritably. - Scabies arises from suppressed anger. Adrenaline is released into the blood, as a result of which the stress hormone cortisol grows and remains at high levels, - Milante calmly explained. - I had something similar, only it manifested itself as wild pain and tension in the neck and shoulders. Suppressing emotions is wrong, I realized this a long time ago. - Thanks for the lecture, - Shigaraki looked down at her gloomily. - I immediately felt better. Don't bother with unsolicited advice, "mommy". Milante shrugged her shoulders indifferently, took the cards. Having calmed down, Tomura thought about it. "- Suppressed anger? When I get very angry, scabies start almost immediately. But I didn't think I was suppressing anger..." - ...Allright. Go ahead with your wish already, - Shigaraki said, lazily waving his hand. - An deal is an deal. - Tomorrow you'll have to spend the whole day with me, - Milante said. - It's my wish. - Eh? - Tomura raised his eyebrows. - That's all? I thought you were planning something like publicly humiliating me. It's simple enough. - If you want I can remake my wish, - Milante chuckled sarcastically. - The first option is better, don’t you agree? - Well, - Shigaraki shrugged indifferently. - If that's all, then no problem. What will we do tomorrow? - Just keep me company, - girl responded, already making a house of cards. - Let's take a some hang out and chill. I'm bored at home anyway, so this will be funny. - Hm... - Tomura squinted, piercing her with his eyes. - Wait a minute. Didn't you suddenly think that you could easily become my friend like that? I'm not interested. I'll do this only because Iost to you, nothing more. - It's OK, - Milante shrugged. - As you wish. Shigaraki folded his arms across his chest, watching her carefully. "- Why is everything turning out this way? She says and does things that irritate me. But I turn a blind eye to some of them... What's going on?" Shaking his head, Tomura thought for a moment. Milante was also in no hurry to break the silence. - ...You know, I’m used to people dying all around me, - girl suddenly said indifferently. - But it’s not me, who takes their lives. Not always... People kill each other. Then why should I be to blame for this? - I think naively, because you are death, - Shigaraki responded. - All people are afraid of death. But not me. For example, I don’t care about my life. I live to destroy and hate everything. I'm going to destroy this heroes society and their rotten world, so than I restore real justice. I like darkness and I'll plunge the world into chaos and will enjoy this faceless view of madness from above. This has it's own aesthetics, phew. - Well I don't know. In such a world there will be no development and people will completely fail. They will wallow in their sins and vices, considering this the norm, - Milante grinned darkly, snapping her fingers and watching the collapsing house of cards. - Darkness itself is not bad thing. But if it come in people's hearts consumes them, it'll be a sad sight. I wouldn't want to live in such a world. There is no meaning and no Future. - Future? Unnecessary. Milante looked at Shigaraki: guy also looked at her indifferently, not a single emotion was reflected in his blood-red eyes. - You don’t know what exactly will happen in the Future, because there are so many options for the development of events. But you don’t need it in advance. If you don’t need a Future, it’s better for you to die right now, - girl shook her head. - If you want to destroy everything and everyone except yourself from the face of the Earth, then who will stay by your side? You will die from boredom and loneliness. Your idea is weird and stupid. Then destroy yourself immediately, so as not to suffer in the Future. - Cool advice, - Tomura bared his teeth ominously. - Don't worry, I’ll definitely survive. Why do you think I recruit people? I'll become even stronger and climb to the top, but I need like-minded people. I don’t really want to hang out in the new world alone, it'll really be boring. I'll can handle it, heh! - ... Milante looked at him with a strange glance and sighed heavily. "- These are the arguments not of an adult, but of a child. In fact, he is a big child. A big and VERY traumatized child". - ...While you're here, I want to say something. Even though you don’t particularly agree with my ideas, it doesn’t annoy me that much, - Shigaraki said suddenly. - At least you're not talking about Stain, that's make me feel better. Two freaks came to me recently and pulled handkerchiefs out of arses of his behalf. This pissed me off and I thought if most of idiots like this come here to the League, then I'll end the recruitment altogether. I don’t want to listen cries of delight about some asshole who looked down on me and rejected my deal. - So you need popularity? - Milante looked at him with a poker face. - Wow. Youthful maximalism at it's finest, yeah. - How else to gain authority and a foothold in this f*cking society? - Tomura arched his eyebrow skeptically. - If you have brilliant ideas, share them with me. - No ideas, - girl suddenly snapped. - I'm tired. Is there some kind of rest room here? I want to sleep. - ... Shigaraki looked at her with a glance that read something mocking, like: "Of course, this is a hotel for visiting villains! Come in and make yourself comfortable". - There are no rooms here. Except mine, - he squinted. - Is your bed soft? - Milante looked at him listlessly. - Ordinary. Hey...are you planning on sleeping in my room? - Shigaraki pointed a finger at her gloomily. - Roll your lip. No one dares to enter there, except me. - Why? Do you have a bunch of posters with naked anime girls hanging there? - she asked sarcastically. - I don’t care, I’m fine with this kind of perversion. - ... Instead of answering, Tomura suddenly grabbed Milante by the hand and sharply pulled her towards him. Girl, having lost the balance, unexpectedly stuck her nose right into his chest. - Hey. I don't like this rudeness on your part at all. You are starting to anger and provoke me again. This is not good... I'm really starting to get angry now. Looking up, Milante saw Shigaraki’s face: his bloody eyes shone with madness and a crooked grin froze on his lips. Taking the girl's cheeks with one hand, Tomura threateningly brought his face closer to hers. - ...Stop acting like this, - he breathed into her lips, his voice hoarse with anger. - Otherwise you’ll get out of here at the speed of light. It's the least I can do to you, you little brat. You're taking on too much, relax. When the time comes, I'll happily drag you into my room and we'll have a lot of fun. Well, did it sound convincing enough? Now you're scared, huh? - ... Not a single muscle moved on Milante’s face and even her glance didn't change from these threats. - Wow... It looks like you’ll have to answer for your words, - her eyes suddenly lit up with a bright purple wild flame and her mouth broke into a grin. - I’ll be happy to check if you’re really that good or this is the smug chatter of an arrogant young asshole, ha!! Shigaraki stared at her in dismay, not expecting such a reaction. Milante didn’t let him come to his senses and suddenly grabbed guy by the face, staring into his eyes. - Tomura, you really are a very interesting boy, - girl said in a velvety voice, piercing him with her eyes. - I’m looking forward to what our interaction with you will lead to in the Future. But be more gentle with me, I don’t like rudeness. OK? - ?!... Thump-thump-thump... ~ Shigaraki froze and seemed to have grown into the chair with his whole body. His eyes widened in amazement, and a lump formed across his throat, which he immediately swallowed nervously. Milante's face was reflected in HIS blood-red eyes, and the guy for a moment was involuntarily fascinated by his reflection in HER eyes. His heart stood still in chest for a second and than his heartbeat immediately began to gallop. Tomura shuddered, but this time it wasn't out of fear. On the contrary, he felt some kind of suspicious warmth, treacherously rising from the bottom of his stomach to the very top of his head. Shigaraki didn’t know what he should do: Milante’s eyes literally devoured him, forcing him to press his back into the bar counter even harder and sweat like hell. "- ...What...is this? What kind of strange feeling just appeared in me? She is too close to me...I don’t understand anything. Those nasty eyes, she looks at me like that again and reaches inside with them!.. I don’t like this, damn it... Why can’t I move? What did she do to me!?" After burning the guy with her eyes for a few more seconds, Milante finally let him go. Shigaraki woke up, throwing off the weird viscous haze and jumped to his feet, moving away from the girl. - You... - breathing heavily, he stared at Milante with a heavy glance, starting to scratch his neck. - Don't come to me! Preoccupied psycho... Don't you dare touch me again!! - Stop calling names. It’s not pleasant to listen to, you know, - girl folded her arms across her chest displeasedly, looking at him from under brows. - I also don’t like a lot of things 'bout you, but calling me names is the last thing. Pull yourself together, I haven’t done anything yet to make you so angry. Although your reactions are already inadequate, this is understandable. - Shut up!.. - Shigaraki hissed, taking a step towards her. - Stop chattering already! Leave me alone! You're crazy... Why are you following me all the time, you damn stalker?! What do you want from me? Every single day I constantly think about you and see your ghost everywhere. I feel incredibly shitty because I can't do anything with you! I want you to disappear. Get lost...get lost somewhere... I don't like this...! In a panic he grabbed "Father" from the bar and stuck it on his face, trying to calm down. "- Am I a stalker? Seriously, dude? Hm-m, I'll say..." (눈 . 눈) - No need to panic, I’m not your enemy, - Milante said calmly, watching him. - But right now you really need calm down. I'll get some water, wait here. With these words she went out into the corridor. After catching his breath, Tomura looked after her with mixed emotions on his face. - Finally, she left... - he collapsed exhaustedly on a chair, coming to his senses. - What was this..? I felt like I had been dunked in water and was suffocating. Was she trying to kill me? No, it doesn't looks like... But she looked at me like a boa constrictor at a rabbit...and now I feel like a f*cking rabbit, although it should be the other way around!! Gr-r-r!💢 Shigaraki angrily swiped all the cards off the tabletop onto the floor. The door suddenly opened and Kurogiri walked in. - Shigaraki Tomura? - he came closer. - Everything is fine? You look annoyed. - ...Kurogiri, put this girl out on the street as soon as she returns, - Tomura languidly squeezed out, leaning on the bar counter. - And pour me something stronger. I'm tired, I'm exhausted, just like last time... After talking with her, my energy runs out. Ah...it's like she's knocking HP points out of me... - Have you seen Aragon-san again? - Kurogiri carefully clarified, taking a place at the counter and making a drink. - Obviously yes! Who else? - Shigaraki laughed nervously. - Who else, tell me, can make me feel so shitty, huh? Besides heroes, she is now in my top-hate list. She is leading by a wide margin, I want to say that she must be praised for her diligence. - Oh my, will I hear from your lips not only abuse, but also warm words? - a voice was heard nearby. - ?! Shigaraki turned his head so fast that he almost broke his neck: Milante was already standing nearby and handing him a bottle of water. - Here, - handing the water to Tomura, girl glanced at Kurogiri. - Hello, Mr. Butler. And bye, because I’m already leaving, things are calling. - Good afternoon, Aragon-san, - Kurogiri answered hastily. - Would you like to stay and have something to drink on the way? - No, thank you, - Milante smiled. - I really have to go. She turned her glance to Shigaraki. - Come on, see you later and don’t be sour here! - she suddenly slapped him on the back, which is why guy almost dropped the bottle from his hands. - If you get angry a lot, wrinkles will appear. Take care of yourself. And before they could react, Milante disappeared into white smoke. - ... Shigaraki silently stared at the bottle in his hands, without blinking. - She’s quite a nice girl, - Kurogiri remarked, placing a glass of drink in front of him. - Would you like to get to know her closer, Shigaraki? - ...closer? - Tomura came to himself and looked at nanny gloomily. - What do you mean? - For example... As the boss of the League of Villains, it wouldn’t hurt for you to gain experience in communicating with different people. It seems to me, that Aragon-san is a pro at things like this and will be able to teach you negotiation skills, at a minimum, - Kurogiri answered meaningfully. - It will be useful. Besides, we need to convince her to stay with us, but we won’t be able to do this using the usual methods. - Hm...what do you suggest? - Shigaraki took the glass, turning it in his hand. - If you have any good ideas, tell me, because I have no idea how to behave with this girl. She breaks my mind every time and I have absolutely no plan what’s going on in her crazy head. - Yes, I have a couple of ideas. listen carefully... Leaning down, Kurogiri whispered something in Tomura's ear. - What?! Are you serious? How can I... No, I probably refuse. There must be another way. - I'm serious. You can do it, Shigaraki. I believe in you. - ... "- No way... Why should I even do THIS?" Silence. - ...I ask again: is this the only way for us? - Yes. Sorry. - What a drag. Yeah, let's do it! I mean I guess you've given me no choice. "- He was clearly itching to go".