—boyish grin appears as he lets out a chuckle.
“The former hero hunter—whipped. Would never have believed it possible before.”
He waves over a server for a menu and gently pushes it across the table for him.
“Hungry? Consider it my treat.”
“It still baffles me that you, of all people, would play nice in a group. How Blizzard managed that is unbelievable. She’s got you—hook, line, and sinker.”
While fighting isn’t an option (for today), Baddo isn’t going to pass up on the opportunity to poke fun at his rival. A—
‘ well that just sucks ’
The infamous back of scoliosis relaxes pressing against the soft bar chair of the restaurant.
‘ would be funny if it did wouldn't it ? well as for me isn't not much of a problem after all 𝐵𝑢𝑘𝑖' pays her group well. ’
“Just because you’re a hero doesn’t mean we can’t always knock heads a little.”
Baddo leans back, arm draped along the back of the booth.
“Though, it’s probably best if we didn’t. The city would never recover after the fact and we’d probably be stripped of our hero status—
‘ funny isn't it ? too bad we couldn't finish what we started nevertheless why not since it's my day off . ’
𝑆𝑖𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑎𝑛𝑔 𝐼𝐼 without a care sat across the vacay sit along side Metal Bat and his sibling.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m just screwin’ with ya. Still gettin’ used to the do-gooder look on you.”
He nods his head to the empty seat across from them while his sister begins demanding for dessert.
“Care to join us? I get the feeling I’m going to be held for ransom until I order cake.”
‘ Cut that out you know that I'm retired from bein' a hero hunter. A shame we couldn't settle the score but nevertheless I'm a S class Hero now & a member of the Blizzard Group フブキ組 ’
Baddo takes a moment to admire the city’s beauty.
Sure, it had been torn to shreds months ago by tiger level monsters, but the he efforts to rebuild are coming to fruition.
He becomes lost in thought as he strolls along, accidentally bumping into 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑.
“Shit, my bad!”
The hero quietly sips his drink as his little sister happily munches away on her breakfast. Only when a shadow hovers him does Baddo’s sense of peace fade.
Must be some jackass looking to be famous. Sigh.
“Take a number. I’m busy right now.”
Zenko has enough candy to last several lifetimes. The kid is a pro trick or treater….
And Baddo managed to finesse a handful for himself as compensation for keeping her safe during the shenanigans. They’ve earned this sleep.
“It’s Zenko we’re talking about here! A regular babysitter isn’t going to work here… C’mon, Blizzard, please?”
He pouts at her response. Ice cold, always. His brows furrow at the last string of words.
“That sounds ominous. Unless…?”
“Ahaha, well… you see…”
A class S ranked hero shouldn’t be this tongue tied in the face of a B rank, but he was about to ask for a grandiose favor. Something that even he can’t handle at this point.
And Blizzard’s just plain scary at times. The cold demeanor doesn’t help in—