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

Kota & Eri

Hi. I just wanted to give y'all a little headstart because they don't give you a chance to say how many chapters your story is going to have so... this is the last chapter before it's over. Next week I'm going to post the two remaining chapters. Thank you for reading until now. And I'll hope you'll be there next week as well.
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Should somebody be curious about what happened to Overhaul's hands...

Izuku moved with the remains of the Villa's members into the Hotel that was closest to their old home and everyone who survived the battle scattered all over Japan, back to their homes to hide again, after that he threw the caught criminal into the basement to take care of him alone at a later point.

Later he dressed in his only fitting suit which he had commissioned shortly after the first Hotels had been finished and went on his way to Tsukauchi Naomasa's police station with a briefcase that contained two glassen coolers.

One of the hands was left behind on the Detective's work desk.
Izuku's face stayed hidden, thanks to a mafioso-hat and the Surveye-mask but of course, everyone would know that it had been him.

After that, he sought out his more complicated target.

Let's see if he was able to finish this Mission Impossible all on his own.

After a short drive, he was standing in front of a building which was said to be safer than Fort-Knox.

Tartarus.

The prison for supervillains.

With a grin, he strode up to the door.

The guns and knives that were hidden beneath his coat seemed to burn through his clothes but he knew it was more than just a simple feeling.
Because by now this feeling was one that all the weapons Surveye worked with had. A Quirk that made weapons close to none-existent as long as you did not know about them - and that worked for detectors as well. If that wasn't one "villainous Quirk".

When the guards addressed him he just showed a fake pass and ID-card, which they actually bought.

Now he was Kuzo Somechi.
A freelance artist who had studied journalism, currently working on a crime thriller for which he had to talk to some real villains to better understand the characters and the plot.

He was given green light.

He could talk to two persons, one hour each.

As soon as he walked through the glassy hallways, between the most dangerous villains of this time, he smiled and noticed his chin and shoulders going up a bit.

Here he was the king.
One of them, but on the other side of the glass and because of that so much more powerful and strong.

Some catcalled after him, others growled from their places at the walls - it was pitiful and disgusting at the same time.

Deeper and deeper he sought his way into the hell until he stood in front of his father's cell.

He looked up to one of the cameras and pointed towards the cell.
"I want to talk to him."

Red eyes became big and he watched his father trying to get what was going on.

As soon as the door was open, Izuku entered and took off his hat with a friendly smile.

"Hello. My name is Kuzo Somechi.
I'm currently writing a book and would like to use your help for the design of a few characters if you don't mind?"

Baffled the black-haired shook his head.
"I wouldn't mind talking to you, Somechi-Kun."

Izuku's smile grew wider.
"Thank you very much. How may I call you?"