Izuku returned back to the announcer box when he was supposed to. Upon opening the door, he was met with the slight concerned (mostly bored) gaze from Aizawa, who handed the young informant a slip of paper, and upon reading it, he sighed. He walked out of the room, telling them that he would call Tsukauchi. If they had anything to tell him, to go outside the room and do so. He leaned against the wall, speaking as quietly as he could without muttering. He told his temporary guardian the whole Stain scenario going on in Hosu. He explained to him about everything he needed to know about Stain, telling him that once they have him in custody to alert him. The guy is swamped in debt.

  "What happens if he doesn't have what he owes you when we do have him?"

  "Oh, just his internal organs will melt and he'll be vomiting and coughing up blood. In the next few minutes, he'll be dead. I can nullify the contract before that, but it depends on the situation and how debt ridden he is."

  "Why are you so casual about that?"

  "My job for a year now. I got used to it. Now, I have to go." He hung up, heading back into the announcer's room. Izuku sat down again, watching the second round commence. I've missed so much already? Damn—oh well. "Poor Tokoyami, Hatsume is pulling him around like a dog on a leash."

"DON'TCHA MEAN A BIRD ON A LEASH?"

"Poor Tokoyami, his teacher is a dimwit," adds in Eraserhead, earning snickers from the crowd and a snort from the boy in between them.

Wonder if they had been able to—goddammit! He opened the text and found out that Stain had escaped after gravely injuring a hero. Oh, Iida will not like this one bit. This would only hinder some of his plans. Just only some.

As the battle continued, Todoroki wouldn't use his left side. In one particular moment, Midoriya groaned. He slams his head on the counter muttering how Todoroki should use his left side, and fuck Endewhore and how he is—backtracking and saying how he should not call him that since he is insulting "The Whore of Babylon"—an embarrassment for a number two hero that even villains agree he isn't a hero, and how Satan wouldn't want him at all. "I mean, I tried selling him to Satan on multiple accounts, the damn bastard didn't want him."

"You're sixteen—fifteen—you shouldn't be selling people to the devil. Wait until your twenty."

Izuku gives him a look of disbelief. "Shouldn't you act like a responsible adult and condemn me from summoning and dealing with Satan?"

"Eh, not my place. Ask your father about summoning the king of hell and if it's bad."

"Dude, my dad could possibly be the king of hell and me not know it until he decides to tell me."

"Yeah, I can see it. I've spoken to him."

"A charming guy, don't you think?"

"Define charming."

"Yeah, you're right."

"HEY YOU'RE DISTRACTING THE STUDENTS!"

They look at each other and in unison, they said, "Well latida tell them to learn how to not get distracted. If this was a real battle, they'd be dead."

"Why are you guys so mean?"

"I'm realistic!"

"ARE YOU SURE—?"

"I'm sure."

After that, Todoroki sought Izuku out and told him that his father was not happy with what he said. Apparently, the son of the most wonderful woman had used his quirk against Bakugou and had won the match. Of course, he lost against Shinsou who had been able to take control over him. All in all, Todoroki came in second place while Shinsou won. He didn't see it and he was disappointed in himself. "Well, does this mean you'll be using it more often?"

"I guess. Maybe you can help?"

"Sure. Oh, and about the things I said to your father—?"

"It's okay, but he will try to sue you for slander and attempted murder."

"Slander? Really? I wasn't slandering him, I was stating facts." Todoroki fortunately didn't comment on why he didn't say anything about the attempted murder part.

* * *

Hosu is quite beautiful at night, Izuku concludes as he sits on the edge of a building. He had been able to slip away from his guardian for the day. Of course, he won't be able to be gone for too long after all. The debt has to be collected today. If anything, he isn't going to let this guy run around the country without having paid him yet. No way. Izuku would rather become a hero if he lets that ever happen. He hums a sweet tune, grinning widely as he watches everything go to hell. Nomous. The league is here. Or, well, Shigaraki and Kurogiri.

Izuku sighs as he watches Iida run from his supervisor. In disappointment, the young informant follows. If he can, then the younger brother of Ingenium will lead him to Stain. Just so that he can let the heroes' egos down a little bit, he'll let them play for a little bit before jumping in. He follows the hero-in-training via rooftops.

  The angered Iida does not disappoint. He watches the fight with glee, grinning like a maniac. The only thing that ruins his happy mood is the time length of the fight. Iida is overpowered by the vigilante/villain. Sheesh, for someone going to U.A and studying under the best quirk advisor there is, the boy was easily beaten.

  Of course, this wouldn't have happened if Izuku had tried harder with everything going on. Iida Tensei, also known as Ingenium, was almost killed out during patrol. He survived but is now paralyzed from the waist down. In an act of revenge, his younger brother is trying to bring this villain down. Izuku sighs and shakes his head, watching the scene play out just a little longer. Right before he stabs the insufferable child who is letting himself be overtaken by anger, Izuku activates the contract link and he forces Stain to stop and walk away from the hero by force.

"I know you're there, Raven!"

"Yeah and I don't care." Izuku hops down onto the fire escape, leaning against the railing and grinning widely at the Hero Killer. He ignores the two paralyzed heroes, deciding to let this be the two business partners' issue to deal with. He scoffs and rolls his eyes at Native's warnings and Iida yelling at him to leave. "I am here on business. It should be quick and if not, then you'll see why one shouldn't cross me." He hops off the fire escape, getting in between the villain and heroes. "So, Akaguro Chizome, I want my payment. You already know what happens if you don't cough up the information and the money."

"I'll give it to you after I rid the world with these two fake he—ack!" Akaguro cuts off, coughing and choking. He stares at the child who is clenching his fist in front of him. He lets him go, letting him fall to his knees. "I—"

  "I am not in the mood, Akaguro.  I'm warning you right now. Either give me the information and money right now, or you cease to exist right now." The teen is not having it anymore. He has given more and more information to this son of a bitch and he has yet to pay it back. Izuku smacks his lips, walking forward. "You already know what'll happen, so let me ask you again, do you have what I want or not?"

  Chizome is breathing hard as he stares at the child before him. "I have it."

  Izuku reaches forward, patting the hero killer's head as if he's a dog. "Good."

The killer growls and lunges forward, startling Izuku who hadn't seen that happening. It breaks his concentration on the contract and he's shoved away. The sound of metal being dragged against stone grated their ears. Closer and closer comes the killer. Closer and closer comes the blade. Izuku scowls behind his mask, scrambling back and trying to get back onto his feet. For a few seconds, their eyes meet. In those few seconds, Izuku flexes his fingers again, calling upon the contract between the two. He is able to stop the swing of the sword. Midoriya lunges forward, tackling the adult to the ground.

They tumble around for a bit before Izuku cries out, feeling the blade of a knife slice into his arm. How many times am I going to be hurt saving these idiots? he thinks with a scowl as he holds onto his arm. I cannot believe I ever thought about being a hero, I'll definitely suck at it. The teenager watches as Stain licks his blood, paralyzing both of them. He cackles at the expression. "You can't move because I can't move dimwit! I am still binding us together!"

  "You know how long this will last, don't you?" While it's formed like a question, it's actually a statement.

"Of course! I know my blood type and I know your quirk. Honestly, just how dumb do you think I am? I do my research and I have quite a few people who are willing to give me information." Sirens cut through in the distance, widening the smirk on his face. "Tic-tock, Stain. They're coming for you. I am not going to let you run free now, you owe me big time and this is not going to help you."

  Chizome starts coughing, red staining his face and teeth. His mouth parting ever-so-slightly. "I'll—I'll tell you! Please!"

  Izuku smiles and hums, keeping the contract from killing him. Once their time is up. "Good, now don't try to attack me again because I will release the hold I have on the contract and let it kill you." He turns to the heroes and tilts his head, the beak of his mask touching the end of his shoulder. "You'll forget I was ever here. I don't like people knowing about my existence, but it happens and I hate it. The next time you see the Hero Killer will be behind bars, but I have a bone to pick with him first."

"Midoriya," Tenya begins but doesn't get the chance for said boy walks away with the Hero Killer, calling someone on his phone. The young hero-in-training glances at the pro hero Native who has been left gawking after the retreating backs of the two villains (well, villain and child).