𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲 - 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚x𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝑽𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 MHA

-ˋˏ·𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒚-𝑬𝒊𝒈𝒕𝒉·ˎˊ-

丨-Chapter Twenty-Eight ▬ Maintaining our Humanity-丨

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ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴅɪᴅ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ,

ꜱᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴏᴛʟɪɢʜᴛ?

ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ? ɪᴛ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴜɴᴄᴏɴᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ,

ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟ.

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ʚ▬▬ι════ﺤ Hosu Police Headquaters ─ 9:09 AM │

┆--Aizawa POV--┆

"You can't be serious".

That was the first non-sarcastic way he'd ever said those damned four words. And for good reason.

Madam President, The Hero Commission had just put a death sentence on a kid, without a trial, or any Judge conviction. He knew certain crimes are of sufficient severity that only death can serve as adequately proportional to their severity. But this...

It was inhuman. 

Unheard of, simply something so ludicrous to ever be considered a scenario. And yet here he stood, his face plastered with a similar shock to that of his peers. Forbidden situation they stood against.

Tsukauchi doesn't look any better. He could only open his mouth in total shock, steadily moving a clenched fist of a hand slowly up to his mouth. "You aren't kidding, are you?"

The detective knew it was a moronic question, the chief wouldn't joke about something so morbid. Maybe that was something he wanted to hear. That it was just a joke.

Tsuragamae nods solemnly, a slight tremble twitching in the arm that held the very phone he received news on. "There sending a transport team here, they want us to escort her down to the garage".

"Like hell we are." The eraser hero muttered poisonously, it was something he wanted to say aloud. But he knew his place.

For now.

A foot taps the smooth floor in a fidget, Tsukauchi's foot to be specific. "Are we really about to do this? We can't stand here and let this happen, especially before a proper arraignment!" He outstretched both his arms like he was about to catch a falling piano. It was a general question for the room, but less of a question and more of a voice of reason in bafflement.

Aizawa couldn't even look at him, or anyone, he was in a voided thought that required almost every one of his senses. Why would they do this? Is there something bigger im not seeing? Who really is this girl?

Why does the Hero Commission want you six feet under?

Why did the Supreme Court green-light this?

Do they want you dead because of your crimes, because of the sheer length it took to catch her? Was it because your quirk was so inconvenient to capture?

He didn't want to act out of place, but he was getting irritated. Like a little furnace had been lit within him, its fuel growing in intensity the more he thought about it. It was just murder they could... get away ...with...