📍 Musutafu, Japan
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(M/n) is standing in an aisle, looking for the few things that he needs. Once finding them he pays for the items and leaves. When he walks back to where he and Bakugou stood he's surprised to find the blonde standing there, but (M/n) walks past Bakugou, completely ignoring him. The blonde turns around as he starts chasing after the assassin until finally catching up with him. The (h/c) haired teen continues walking until he reaches a graveyard..but there are only two stones. (M/n) walks past the gates, taking a seat on the grass as he sets the bouquet of flowers aside. Setting down the bucket, gallon of water, soap, and rags the teen stares to pour water into the bucket placing a bit of soap in there too. He makes sure that the water is soapy enough for him to continue, as he moves closer to his mother's grave. He then starts to wash the grave that had become dirty and covered in grass before setting down a bouquet of flowers and then doing the same for his father's grave.
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Bakugou silently watches as if paying his respects for the small family of three. The blonde teen walks over to (M/n), leaning down before grabbing a rag. "..dumbass if you wash it like that it's not going to stay clean for long" the blonde says as he starts to thoroughly clean (M/n)'s mother's gravestone.
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