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Kaminari looked around the gray and silver room and hated all of it. It reminded him of his childhood, the very thing he was trying to prevent others from going through. It was an interrogation room with Kaminari in the center, sitting in front of a silver metal table.. Being tied to a chair with quirk preventing cuffs. He was waiting and oh how he hated waiting. ‘When the hell are they going to show up?’ Kaminari asked himself in his own head. ‘This is so annoying!’ Kaminari tapped his feet. He'd been in there for what felt like forever.
“Stay in here until I say we need you.” Aiwaza had his hands on Shinsou’s shoulder. Saying it with as much warmth as he could muster, but it still wasn’t enough for his standards.
“Understood.” Shinsou did his best to appear normal but between the little twitches and the fact he had more eyebags than before. Aiwaza could tell he was a wreck. And who can blame, he certainly couldn’t imagine what it would be like if 1 of his closest friends was a villain. Feeding information to the enemies who did their best to kill you and innocents that stood in their way.
“Good.” Aiwaza walked away, hands in his pockets. He opened the door and there stood Detective Tsukauchi who gave a friendly nod.
“You ready?” Aiwaza nodded yes. Tsukauchi opened the blinders and behind it was a glass case where you could see Kaminari, tapping one of his feet.
“Finally, and for a second I thought I’d die of boredom.”
“Hello to you too Kaminari.” Aiwaza said dryly. Kaminari was still tapping his right foot. While glaring at Tsukauchi.
“You have a problem with Detective Tsukauchi?”
“No, nothingl.”
Kaminari did in fact. He didn’t plan on him being here. And he knew his sister had a truth detecting quirk. Kaminari needed to put this to the test.
“What seems to be the problem?”
Kaminari's foot stopped tapping.
“Again I don’t have a problem. I mean I’m being interrogated, right? I’m not going to bed in the best mood. ” Aizawa looks at Tsukauchi.
“I can’t tell if I'm being honest.” Aizawa turned back to Kaminari. Kaminari wanted to sigh in relief but that would be too obvious.
“Now Kaminari, how long have you worked with the League of Villains?”
“Ever since I was 14.”
“Did they make you a offer or were you forced?”
“Yes I was offered a spot in the league. And joined of my own free will.”
Aizaa turned to the good detective again.
“I can’t tell if he’s lying or not.” Aizawa turned back. This was frustrating because he knew he couldn't trust a word he says. But he’s so skilled at lying that not even Tsukauchi could tell and he might as well have a lie detector quirk. So he would have to go off his own gut. He sees no reason why he would be lying right now.
“Why did you accept?”
“Because we need to start over. This society is fundamentally flawed.”
“In what ways?”
“Hey I already know you don’t want to know. So don’t lie to me.”
“Yes I do-”
“Don’t give me that crap. Can I really get past decades of dedication and justification with a small rant? Don’t think so.” Aizawa is actually impressed.
“You’re certainly much more clever than back in class.”
“It was a part of the role. A pretty shitty one as well.” Aizawa assumed he was faking his stupidity the moment he was found out. But he couldn’t help but be curious exactly how far the lies went. And more importantly what his true beliefs even were.
“You seem to have strong beliefs. Now every villain I’ve met has gone on and on about their convictions and ugh how important they were. So usually I’d be happy with a villain who’d want to skip that part of the script. But here, right now I want nothing more to hear exactly why you did what you did. Maybe you won’t convince us but maybe you can convince others. This interrogation will go public, maybe your beliefs will leave an impression on others. And you’ll give others your conviction. Like with Stain. "
Kaminari wanted to resist to make sure everything went to plan. But Aiwaza was right. His beliefs were too strong to keep contained in his head. He sighed.
“Fine, you’re right I’ll give in. I look around and everything is heroes, heroes, heroes, heroes! No respect or time given to any other profession or passion! So what happens when someone doesn’t go into adult life? More than likely they’ll be miserable as they don’t see the meaning in anything besides heroes. Making themselves into disappointments by society’s own twisted standards! But that’s the thing, that is not standard to live up to! There's plenty of other work that deserves respect and people can create meaning in more than hero shit. But we aren't, taught that. It’s hero or bust. And we can’t all be heroes so we can’t all live lifes like that! We need to be taught the importance of everything and what it can mean to us. Not this single minded approach all because it’s the most important and makes the most money. Because something is the most important to everyone doesn’t mean it’s most important to yourself nor does it have to be. I hate feeling caged.” Kaminari was kicking himself for saying that last part. That was far too much. Both Aiwaza and Tsukauchi sit there stunned. Staring on for a little bit. Aiwaza puts his hand on the desk.
“That’s the first time I’ve ever heard any villain say anything like that.” Aiwaza said with amusement.
“Really, huh that’s very disappointing.”
“Tsukauchi.”
“Yes?”
“You can go. I want to continue this alone with him” Tsukauchi nods and leaves.
“Uh, why did he leave? That doesn’t seem beneficial.”
“Because you’re my student.”
“Hmph, all right.”