Beautifully Broken - Open End (English) [Villain!Deku]

That's the Plan

"... read something out loud of this notebook!"

He froze at hearing the whispers behind his back.

"But… okay. So-"

And then Yoko read his notes about Sir Nighteye and he couldn't stop himself from making a face when he heard the journalists comments.
They really didn't grant him his hard work.
He got his second order and payed for it directly after receiving it just like he did with the first one.

Everytime he wanted to yell that they understood something wrong he swallowed a bit of his drink instead and lightened his mood this way.
The smoothie was really delicious. 
Fresh and fruity with a light sour and a sweet note.
It tasted like raspberry and pomegranate even though the greenette was pretty sure to sense some cherry as well but he wasn't entirely sure.  

But after a time his smoothie was, sadly, empty and he didn't have the money for another so he had to listen with clenched teeth how the four behind him badmouthed his second identety.

And then they finally grew quiet to get ready to go.

He followed the little group more or less unnoticed to the house of Yoko.

He waited some more minutes after the adults entering before he rang her bell.

"Hello?", sounded a distorted female voice through the intercom, "Who's there?"

Izuku cleared his throat.

"Hey. I… uhm… I heard you talking in that Café and… well… so… I- I'm a really big fan of your magazine a-and… I think, I think you're right! And… well… uhm… I - I would like… I want to help! I saw Surveye! With my very own eyes! I heard him talk! He's INSANE! And… well..."

"... enter."

A quiet buzz signaled him that the door was open and Stains student opened it without a second thought.

It was easy to play the fanboy. 
It was exactly that way he reacted to heroes for ages.
Now that he thought about it it seemed stupid but he's been too naive to realize how dumb he acted.

The man of the group welcomed him with a serious look and guided him up the stairs silently.

From now on everything would have to work out correctly.

His breath was a little shaky.

Don't loose you mind over this, Izuku! You'll make it! This are just some dumb citiesens.

He wished his inner herokiller was right but he knew that his Senseis voice was lying for his sake.

The fact that he heard voices was lost in the panic.

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And then he sat on a comfortable sofa with a hot chocolate in his hands the four journalist opposite  to him and eight little tins in his bumbag which seemed to weight several tons by now.

"So… you saw Surveye?", draweld Yoko skeptical with raised eyebrows and scorn in her eyes.

"Y-yeah! He… I am… well…. I'm a vigilant… and… there's this bar for anyone who isn't green with the laws and who wants to meet people with same experiences.
I could't see very much of him - he's rather plain - but he ordered a water and was limping badly.
Because of my… side job… I'm pretty observant.
He talked to the barkeep and started to walk away a short time after, then he said who he was and that he wanted some message to be delivered. Everyone grew silent because… he's like, a phantom! A legend! No broker was able to stay as hidden as him!"