Neither Izuku or Gizon woke up again until Sunday morning. Izuku woke up with a jolt, while Gizon had a slower start. Both had a killer headache and realized neither of them had been healed. Though that was quickly sorted once Recovery Girl returned and used her quirk on them. After they were given their metals, Gizon was ready to go home, while Izuku had to be carried back to his lab by Vald King and Hounddog as his arc reactor couldn't properly power the suit.
Once Izuku was released from his suit, he set about the last few things in order before heading home to pack for the internship. While Gizon could be found heading towards Gym Beta, and when questioned he said he was cautious about being knocked out and sleeping through the weekend, so he had stored his suitcase in the Gym Beta. And he was buying himself a hotel room since he didn't feel like traveling home only to have to travel back the next day.
While at the hotel Gizon noticed his scar had increased in size again, telling him yet again how far he had to push his quirks at the end. But this time it had resulted in his loss and now with a bigger scar. Which Gizon failed to notice its texture wasn't as tar like as before, instead it was more leathery, almost like dried skin.
The rest of the Sunday passed by smoothly and soon the day passed and it was the start of Internship UA's hero course. It was early in the morning and Class 1-A had met up at the train station where Mr Aizawa was waiting for them with their hero costumes. Yet as the first of their trains didn't leave for an hour and half, they had broken into small groups to pass the time. Gizon managed to secure a table and brought a few decks of cards and managed to convince Ochaco, Shoto, Ilda and Momo into playing poker, with fake wages.
Something Ilda was quite taken back by, yet nevertheless joined in a few minutes later since he had forgotten to pack anything. As the group played, they held mild conversation until as he slid two cars to Momo, Gizon asked the question of, "So who did you choose to go with?"
"The Normal Hero, Manuel. While I got some offers from bigger agencies, I want to get the experience of how it will be when we try to start our own agency." Ilda said. He looked down at his hand, Ace and eight of spades and clubs and the jack of diamond.
"That's smart thinking, to have some experience for that for the future. Though I'm a little afraid of my choice. Uwabami was the biggest name I got, so without thinking I chose her. But after some research it seems she cares more for beauty commercials than actually patrolling." Momo said, readjusting her Creati sunglasses. As she was allowed to take them out of her costume briefcase at this point they were more of a gift from Izuku rather than hero support equipment. And it was an unusually bright spring day. At the start of the poker game Momo had the devilish idea to use the x-ray mode Izuku had installed to read everyone's card. But apparently Gizon had the same thought since he warned everyone about it.
"Well I guess you'll fit right in." Gizon said he tossed two cards and dealt himself two new ones. Ace of hearts and ten of hearts went perfect with his king, queen and jack of hearts.
Momo lowered her cards and looked at Gizon, "What is that supposed to mean? I'll fit right in." Gizon always talked about how he hated Mr Aizawa's logical ruses and such, but he himself rarely gave a straight answer.
"Why do you think Uwabami sent you an internship offer? There is a reason why we nicknamed you Beauty Queen." Gizon said. Momo's face went red, "So I'm sure you'll fit right in. Besides, Uwabami still does partoling and given her quirk she's often called in for missing persons cases or tracking down villains who managed to get away. So you won't be dolled up for your entire internship."
Momo huffed and said, "Alright then, who did you go with Hisahito?"
"I got a lot of offers, even more after the finals were over. Thankfully UA didn't allow them to come through." Gizon said as Shoto asked for a new card, "But in the end I decided to go with Edgeshot."
Momo huffed again, then grumbled "Number 5 pro hero not so bad, I guess."
"What about you Uraraka? It looked like you were struggling to make a decision until the last minute." Ilda said.
"Yeah, I got a lot of offers, it kind of overwhelmed me. But the offer I chose, actually didn't come through the normal channel. The pro hero had submitted the offer directly to Principal Nezu. He goes by Gran Torino." Ochaco said, as she looked at her cards and decided she just needed to fold as she had little chance of winning the pot or buffing her way to the top.
While it had been All Might that had approached her about the offer. It was after the Sports Festival and All Might explained that his old mentor had called him, stating he wanted to meet Ochaco and see how she was handling One for All. Though Gizon had been the one to come up with the lie of Principal Nezu extending the offer.
"Gran Torino. Is he foreign?" Shoto asked. Ochaco had shared part of her list with them, and she had some well known names. So why had she forgone those for a pro hero no one had heard about.
"Sounds like he's an older pro hero, probably why he didn't go through the HPSC." Gizon said, then looked as if he was in thought. Gizon then pulled out his phone and looked up Gran Torino, despite not needing to. And then spoke as if he was summarizing a new article, "Looks like he is. Says here his quirks is Jet Burst. Allowing him to force air out of his feet, allowing him to fly. I guess he could provide some mentoring to help Uraraka learn how to fight while using her quirk on herself." Gizon then paused then after a beat lifted his eyebrow in surprise, "Oh says he was a heroics teacher at UA for a year during his prime. Article is from 40 years ago, won't that be around the time All Might was a student at UA?"
"Wow, maybe All Might was once his student." Ilda said.
"Yeah, imagine getting a chance to train under the teacher that turned a high schooler into the symbol of peace." Momo said, with small stars in her eyes.
"And I'm stuck with my father." Shoto said as he raised the pot, as he believed he had the winning hand. From the way Gizon explained the rules, there weren't many other sets of cards that could beat his.
Then a familiar voice called out, "Hey, but you did promise you would work on getting better control over your fire. Despite your relationship with him, he's still the best out there that can teach you control."
Recognizing the voice, all of Class 1-A turned and looked at Izuku, as he waved up to the group. He was wearing a simple black t-shirt with some lettering on it and a pair of jeans. Very underdressed against Class 1-A that were all having to wear their school uniform. He gave a small wave as he said, "Hey Everyone."
The members of class 1-A gave mixed reactions. Mina wanted to run over and hug Izuku, Kirishima being the sole reason she didn't. Most of Class 1-A gave their own greeting, while Bakugo just scoffed. Though they were all confused about what he was doing at the train station. And some wondered how he wasn't being mobbed by people, he was the first support student to win the Sports Festival.
"Oi Nerd, what the hell do you think you're doing here?" Bakugo asked the question on everyone's mind.
"Due to his place in the sports Festival and his wish to be transferred to the hero course, Izuku Midoriya was given the same special privilege as you and will be going on an internship with a pro hero." Mr Aizawa explained.
"Then why isn't he in a school uniform?" Jirou asked.
"Hero course." Izuku said pointing at her and then pointed a finger at himself, "Support course. We don't have as restrictive rules."
A few members of Class 1-A laugh, though Izuku was not looking forward to not being allowed to get away with wearing normal shirts under his school jacket. As support students were allowed to since, white shirts and oil greases don't mix.
"So what pro hero did you pick?" Denki asked.
"He got first in the festival and he has that fancy armor. He must have gotten a lot of offers?" Sero said, as he and his family had been glued to the screen watching the fight between Izuku and Gizon. And with how well Izuku stood against Gizon, it made Sero a little less disappointed at how easily he failed against Izuku.
"Oh I'm with him." Izuku pointed over his shoulder to a large crowd of people that formed within the last few seconds. Everyone looked behind Izuku trying to see what he was pointing at. Besides the crowd, all they could see was the top of a pair of red wings, showing the reason why Izuku wasn't being mobbed, was because everyone was more interested in the pro hero Izuku was interning with.
"Wait, you've got to be kidding me." Kirishima said. There was no way Izuku could possibly have the opportunity to do an internship with him. He was such a fast moving pro hero, the few sidekicks he had, had gone on record that it was impossible to keep up with him and by the time they arrived on a scene it was usually handled.
"You have to be joking right. There's no way." Mina said as her jaw nearly hit the floor.
"Well it does make a bit of sense. Midoriya got first, and made history." Kirishima said. It was still a surprise, since Izuku was a part of the support course. So how was he taking part in the hero course internships?
"Yeah but with the #3 hero." Denki said, pointing at Izuku as if asking the question of how someone like him was able to do an internship with Japan's number 3 pro hero and he wasn't even in the hero course.
Suddenly a case dropped to the ground and Bakugo walked up to Izuku. They met each other's eyes, "What the hell do you think you're doing? You're not even in the Hero course. Why don't you f43king walk back to where you belong. You and your goddamn useless quirk."
Over at the table Gizon got ready to act, by sliding one of his cards between his index and middle finger, but noticed Izuku hadn't waivered in the sight of Bakugo. Seems their fight for the Sports Festival had given Izuku some confidence. And why won't it. Bakugo lost to Ochaco, who in turned lost to Gizon. And Gizon had just lost to Izuku.
"Nice to see that you're still the egotistical narcissistic jerk from elementary school. And for the record, my useless quirk lot only got me to first in the UA Sport festival, but got me a better offer than you. Who are you going with? Best Jeanist the number 4 hero." Izuku said, staring Bakugou right in the eyes. He was quivering with fear on the inside but he wasn't going to let Bakugo pushed him around. Though the panic was probably going to come out later.
"Tch, when we get back we're having that fight. I'll show you that you're just a useless extra that should have stayed behind." Bakugo said after looking Izuku up and down.
"Deal."
Bakugo was going to Best Jeanist for his internships. A thought that made Gizon give a silent chuckle, as he imagined the fighting matches between the uptight pro hero and the time bomb high schooler.
"Hey, Kid." Hawks walked up behind Izuku. Bakugo froze, looking at Hawks, "You ready to go." Hawks looked over Class 1-a, "Hey-o."
Mina felt her heart melt and almost hit the ground, luckily Kirishima caught her. While the rest of the girls of 1-A blushed as well, something that made Mineta extremely jealous. But he did not do anything as Gizon was less than 20 feet away and had made it well known he didn't care if it was in private of in the middle of public. Mineta made a fist, he just need to get on his train and then he would have a week away from the high moral sociopath.
"Yeah Hawks, I'm ready. I had my suit sent to your agency from UA last night. It should arrive tomorrow morning." Izuku said. He was still surprised that Hawks stayed behind to travel with him back to Fukuoka.
"Sounds good, our train is arriving in ten minutes, so we should make our way to its platform." Hawks said, pointing in a direction, "Well it's nice to meet you Class 1-A, see ya later."
Hawks and Izuku turned around and walked away. Bakugo just stood there frozen, nothing was going on inside his head, except for the killing want and need to blow Izuku to kingdom come. To prove that he was going to be the next #1 hero and that Izuku was a useless support student that should have never picked a fight with him.
Small explosions came from Bakugo's hand and Class 1-A all looked at him. They really didn't know the history between the two, but when Izuku was brought up, Bakugo would lose it. This was the worst they had seen him, and Ochaco and Gizon noticed that Bakugo had called Izuku's quirk useless.
"Bakugo, Midoirya is a fellow student that is working towards his own dreams. If you have a problem with that, then I can have you transferred to a different Hero school." Mr. Aizawa said.
Bakugo looked at the direction Izuku had walked off. If he could, he would go flying after Izuku and teach him a lesson. However, the prospects of fighting Izuku gave Bakugo a happy thought.
Izuku had managed to give himself for a week, but the day they came back from the internships Bakugo would use all that he had learned and will learn to make sure Izuku never thought about trying to become a hero ever again. Bakugo turned away from Izuku and a small smirk appeared on his face.
Upon seeing this, Class 1-A went back to whatever they were doing, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire of that fight.
Turning his attention back to the poker game, Gizon slipped the card from between his fingers back into his other hand. He then grabbed a small pebble and turned it into the pot filled with other small objects, "I see the pot and raise it to have to clean up whatever mess comes from those two."
"Fold." Ochaco, Ilda and Momo immediately said, but Shoto was confident in his poker hand so he pulled a yen out of his pocket and tossed it into the pot, "I call with a two hour lecture…. by Principal Nezu."
Shoto looked across the small and expected to see Gizon considering to fold, but he pushed his card together and tapped against the table, "No raise."
Shoto smiled as he laid down his cards, revealing a 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 all of hearts, "Straight flush. Hard to beat that, I'll make sure to talk to Principal Nezu about your interest in a lecture about…. Hero ethics."
Shoto started to reach for the pot and pull the object towards him.
"You're right, a straight flush is hard to beat, I would have had a better chance trying to out bid you and get you to fold." Gizon then put his cards on the table, which were piled on top of each other, so only the nine were showing, "But I've been known to be lucky.'
Gizon then spread his cards out showing his royal flush, Ochaco and Momo cheered, while Ilda started to count the card, with the small thought of Gizon haven cheated. Shoto was having a moral crisis. He had only matched Gizon's bet with the lecture, since he was sure that he was going to win. Principal Nezu lectures were not something easily joked about, as not even the most patient person could stay awake through them.
"I'll inform Principal Nezu that you're interested in talking to him about hero ethics." Gizon said, as he grabbed up the cards, while sneaking the yen Shoto had thrown in, and redealt.
Shoto's eyes went wide as he thought about different ways to get out of the lecture. The most extreme was being kicked out of UA by becoming a villain, while the most reliable he would think of was giving himself an injury that got him a week in Recovery Girl's office. Now he just had to decide which injury he was willing to put up with.
Over the next hour and half, class 1-A slowly dispersed as their train left. Gizon was the last to leave and his train left right before lunch. This meant he traveled through most of the afternoon and didn't get to his stop until early evening. Once he got out of the train station, he looked at the address that had been tagged on his hero costume briefcase.
After looking it up on his phone, Gizon began walking to it, getting dinner from a street vendor as it was early evening. As Gizon arrived at Edgeshot's hero agency he took the last bite of his dinner and threw it into a street trash can. He then walked through the front door, and found that the front lobby had an old Japanese style to it that matched the exterior perfectly.
Gizon walked up to the receptionist and he looked up, "Gizon Hisahito?"
"Yes." Gizon then set down his suitcase to grab his wallet for his ID.
"You match your photo. Take the elevator to the top floor, Edgeshot is waiting for you in his office." The receptionist said as he gestured to the elevator.
Gizon nodded as he grabbed his suitcase and walked to the elevator. Riding it up to the top floor, he stepped out of it into a dark hallway that had a single door at the end. Gizon walked to the end of the hallway and knocked on the door. He then turned the doorknob and pushed it open.
On the other side was a room almost as dark as the hallway, with only a small amount of light coming through the gap in the drawn blinds. From this light, Gizon was about to make out some small trees in pots and some wall art. The other other object Gizon could make was a desk that was low to the ground that Someone would have to kene to be at.
As the door closed behind him, Gizon heard footsteps from his left. Gizon dropped his suitcase and blocked the kick, then swung his briefcase around. Yet his attacker dropped low and swept his legs out from under him. Gizon's vision went white as his head hit the ground. As his vision cleared, he looked up at his attacker, they clapped their hands together and the lights turned on. Edgeshot was standing above him, looking disappointed.
"You lack balance. Your mind is conflicted and this causes you to fail. You must find balance within yourself and your quirk to draw out its true power." Edgeshot said. He calmly walked over to the blinds and opened them.
"Great old fashion ninja training." Gizon said. He had balance and knew how to fight with his quirks, so what the hell was Edgeshot talking about. Gizon started to get to his feet, but Edgeshot kicked him in the chest, "What was the for?"
"Your quirk allows you to absorb energy and manipulate it like aura, increasing your strength and fight with it, but you do not have control. This is evident from your fight against Midoriya, you allowed your aura to run wild. Allowing your body to expend more than was needed, causing yourself to tire more quickly. Your training here will not be to become a hero, but to find your center. Do you accept that?" Edgeshot said, walking over to his desk. He grabbed a small cup off his desk. He took a small sip of tea.
Gizon smirked as he used this opportunity to dash over and try to knock Edgeshot off his feet. Edgeshot simply jumped over the attack, and landed without slipping a drop of tea. He took another sip of tea, then looked down at Gizon as he stood back up.
"It if clear you had more experience in fighting than your classmates. But do not think a pro hero such my self is on the a similar level. So if you wish to attack me, then you have far to go" Edgeshot said, "Do you accept your training?"
"Fine. Just like me, get ready." Gizon said. He could tell he was going to get more than he was expecting as Edgeshot nodded. Gizon didn't doubt that Ochaco's internship wasn't going to be much different, All Might had said Gran Torino was one of the most stubborn people to ever live.
In a different part of Japan, Ochaco looked at the address All Might had texted her. It was in a run down part of town, so she couldn't believe a retired pro hero was living here. Ochaco went back to the text All Might had sent, then looked at the address she had entered into her phone. Those matched, so Ochaco looked at the text All Might had sent her and then the numbers on the house, those matched.
Ochaco looked around at the run down house that was the matching address. The front windows were broken and had wooden nailed over them. The front porch was almost non-existent and what was left had graffiti over it. Ochaco sighed as he picked up her briefcase and climbed the stairs, and knocked on the door.
With the first knock, the door swung open. Ochaco was greeted with a rundown living room that had holes in the floor covered by rugs. "Hello, my name is Ochaco Uraraka. I'm here from UA for my internship." Ochaco said, as she looked around the empty room. It looked like no one had lived in the building for some time, the wall paper was peeling. The couch looked like it was falling apart and the lights were flickering on and off, "Hello, is anyone here?"
Suddenly a yellow blur came shooting down the stairs, then shot towards Ochaco. Who barely had time to react before the yellow blur hit her in the gut. She flew back and rolled down the small set of stairs in front of the building. Ochaco hit the sidewalk, covering her head as she rolled to a stop. With a small groan, Ochaco shook her head then looked up at the door. A small elderly man was looking down at her. He was wearing a white suit with yellow gloves and boots, a yellow cape fluttered behind him.
"Pitiful. You might have control over One for All, but you clearly are not comfortable using it. Or you would have used it to dodge my attack." The man yelled.
Ochaco felt the spot where she had been kicked, it was sore but nothing felt broken, "You must be Gran Torino. All Might was right, you really don't know how to hold back." Ochaco looked up at Gran Torino. He didn't look like much, walking around with a crane, but one thing was for sure, he still packed a punch.
"You're supposed to be the ninth wielder of One for All and the next symbol of peace. Yet all I see is a girl that doesn't even know how to use her own quirk." Gran Torino said, "It seems like All Might hasn't taught you anything."
Ochaco almost brought up Gizon, but remember he wanted to remain anonymous.
"But it seems you aren't totally helpless, since you used it during that festival. Toshinori can't teach worth a damn and no way you figured out everything on your own. One for All is too complex for trial and error." Gran Torino said, surprising Ochaco. All Might had explained Gran Torino had been his mentor and friend with the seventh wield of One for all and was the person that knew the most about One for All that was still alive, "So who was it? Toshinori didn't tell a lot of people about One for All, has to be someone that you told."
"A fellow classmate. I told him about One for All, because I trusted him and he was able to help him get to where I am now." Ochaco said as she picked herself up, her voice sounding annoyed as Gran Toniro was starting to annoy her.
"Must have been that Hisahito fellow. In the UA sport festival, his quirk looked similar to One for All. Super strength is super strength no matter where it comes from." Gran Torino said. Ochaco paused for a second, Gran Torino had figured that out by just watching the sport festival. Gran Torino turned around and walked back inside, while waving to Ochaco to follow him, "Come on, it's almost time for dinner."
Ochaco picked herself up and shouldered her backpack. She then slowly walked back up the stairs, ready for another surprise attack. Once she got up to the top, she grabbed her briefcase and walked in.
"You can settle down. We're going to be relaxing this evening. Tomorrow is when your training starts." Gran Torino said. For some reason Ochaco didn't fully trust him, "You can put yourself in the spare room upside. I'll order some food while you put your stuff away."
Ochaco kept her eye on Gran Torino as she walked to the stairs and up them. She found the spare room and walked in. In the room was an old bed, who's springs had gone out a long time ago. The wallpaper was peeling, revealing the old wood behind it. The floor creaked as Ochaco walked around.
Ochaco stopped and took everything in, and her shoulder dropped and her head fell, "Why couldn't I have gone with someone else. I'm beautiful, I could have done beauty commercials." Ochaco tossed her backpack and briefcase and backpack onto the bed, which caused a dust cloud to poof up. Ochaco pouted, "I bet Yaomomo is having the time of her life."
In yet a different part of Japan, Momo was in fact not having the time of her life. It had started out alright with finding out Kendo from Class 1-B was doing her internship with Uwabami as well. They talked with one another on the train and Kendo explained she hadn't worn much makeup in her life, only eyeliner out to family dinners, as wearing makeup during a martial art tournament only made the boys laugh.
Momo had a bit more experience in makeup, due to family dinner with friends and co-workers and said she would be happy to help Kendo feel comfortable. Unfortunately that where the good part ended
As soon as Momo and Kendo arrived at the agency, they were met by one of Uwabami's sidekicks and were rushed upstairs to their apartment room. The sidekick left them be, but not without telling them they were expected on the second floor, in hero costume in 30 minutes. Momo and Kendo looked over their room, two large beds, separated by shoji walls. At the end of each bed was a desk with a mirror. On the desk were several high end makeup brands. Kendo and Momo looked at each other, seeing that each other had the same thought. This was not a good sign of what was coming.
Kendo walked up to one of the desks and held up a small case of nail polish. She had never used it but recognized it as one of those brands that were really expensive, "I barely style my hair in the morning, this is a bit out of my comfort zone."
Momo walked up to the other desk and opened one of the cases, only to find it filled with lip gloss all in different shades of red. She was used to dressing up for her parent's work party, but even this felt a bit extreme for her. She grabbed one of the glass containers, "We must learn everything we can while we are here." -It was clear Momo was trying to psych herself up, but it failed as the glass container slipped out of her fingers- "Oh who am I kidding, this is going to be a disaster. I should have gone with someone else."
"Well Uwabami does patrol so at least our entire time won't be beautied up and doing commercials." Kendo said, grabbing a brush and starting to use it on her hair. Momo recaleld Gizon had made a similar comment before she left on her train and while she hoped both of them were right, but with how everything was going so far, Momo's hope weren't very high.
A knock suddenly came from the door, "Girls you're needed downstairs in 25 minutes to get ready. Uwabami requests that you wear your hero suits."
Momo began to panic, she wasn't ready to do something like this. She wasn't ready to be on tv. She didn't want people to think she was just another beautiful face. Suddenly a thought came to her. Momo walked around to the bed and put her briefcase on it. She ripped it open and began pulling out the different parts of her hero costume.
"Come on, come on. I know I put them back in here," Momo said as she pulled her leotard, then her belt, then her shoes. Until finally Momo found what she was looking for. The polished wooden glasses case. It was a new item, so a slot hadn't been cut out for it, so she stored it under her boots. Momo pulled out the case, she won't be using it for its intended purpose, but it could work nonetheless.
"You do alright over there, Yaoyoruz." Kendo asked as she came around dressed in her hero costume, while brushing her hair. Momo's movement had sounded panic, which worried Kendo as Momo was usually the most level headed and calm girl.
Momo opened the case and slipped on her sunglasses, "Thank you Midoriya, for this life saver."
"A pair of sunglasses, really. Yaoyorozu I think you're lost it." Kendo said, as she finished brushing her hair and slipped a hair band on. The workers would probably ask her to take the sunglasses off for the commercials. Besides, how could sunglasses help her?
"I think these will work. Edith." Momo said. The lens for the glasses went opaque, making it a little hard to see her eyes, "Turn opacity to 100%."
"Raising opacity to 100%." Edith said, catching Kendo's attention. Then the lens went white, completely blocking Momo's eyes from view. On Momo's side everything had a bit of a white tint, but she could live with it.
"Who's Edith and where did you get those sunglasses?" Kendo was a bit jealous, as now that she had a better look the sunglasses looked extremely stylish on Momo. She couldn't believe it, but somehow the sunglasses made Momo look even prettier. So much in fact, maybe the markup artists would let her keep them on.
"A gift from Midoriya." Momo didn't think she would need the glasses so soon, but was happy to have them. Izuku was saving her life in an unintended way.
"Wait, the support student." Kendo said, wondering how Izuku had enough time from school and the Sports Festival to make a pair of high tech sunglasses for a student he barely known. A lot must have happened from the past time, during the time Izuku fought Momo and the time he fought Gizon.
"Yeah. He's a certified worker for Hatsume Industries and is willing to make Support equipment for the hero course." Momo realized what she had just said. Class 1-A made it clear they would be taking up a lot of Izuku's free time. If Class 1-B started to make requests, Izuku's free time would disappear. Momo could only hope Izuku would forgive her.
Momo and Kendo quickly switched into their hero costumes then hurried down to floor 2 where Uwabami met them again. The moment she saw them she spotted Momo's sunglasses, "Oh Creati, I love those glasses. They fit so well with your costume, I must ask where did you get them?"
Momo froze, she had already accidently told Kendo about Midoriya. If Uwabami learns Izuku could make high quality support equipment, then he won't have the chance to breathe. So Momo quickly created a lie, "Got them from a friend for my last birthday, I thought they would go well with my costume."
"Well if they're a part of your costume, then we must keep them up." Uwabami said, allowing Momo to let out a small breath of relief.
'Um Uwabami, ma'am." One of the workers said, "The commercial doesn't…."
Uwabami looked at the worker, her smile had disappeared and a look of death entered her eyes. "Is there an issue? She's my intern, not your's." This action caught Kendo and Momo off guard. Uwabami was known for her recuse work and missing persons case, but she wasn't known for joining in fight against Villains. So this intimidation was was expecting coming from someone like Uwabami. Maybe their internship under the Snake Hero won't be all makeup and commericals.