Bakugo had his earpiece in, listening to updates from his sidekicks and staff on crime in his area. He hadn’t said much to you since ordering you to work with him today. Finally, he sighed, shooting you a glare.
"QuickFire says you’re good at this. Stay out of my way or keep up. Got it?"
He sniffed the air, brow furrowing. Something smelled… different. Good, almost. Before he could investigate, a crime report came in.
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