Mind Boggled

Chapter 37

Sorry for the lack of updates, guys. I've got some family stuff that came up all of a sudden, and that along with school have been bogging me down and keeping me pretty busy. I'll do my best to stay consistent! 

Third person pov

Harper could honestly say she was done with life's shit. It was throwing curveballs left and right, and she truly was not here for it. Sero had told her in all certainty that he'd killed his mother, father, and sister. He'd even said it out loud for Tsukauchi, who'd deemed it the truth. Sero was convinced he'd murdered his entire family. Evidently, that wasn't as solid as it seemed. The whole thing was giving Harper a headache. They'd need to do a blood test to confirm and such of that like, of course, but Harper was pretty sold. This girl was telling the truth.

"You don't have to sign. My quirk allows me to read minds, so anything you think, I'll be able to hear." Harper wasn't sure telling this girl about her quirk was a good idea, but it's what she had to do anyway. She and Sero's supposed younger sister were seated in an interrogation room, Tsukauchi and Sansa observing. Dabi had wrangled Kurogiri into sitting in the waiting room. The warp-gate user was now sulking like a sorry child. Harper wasn't sure what was funnier: That the officers in the precinct had given the warp-gate user a coloring book to scribble in to calm him down, or the fact that it had actually worked.

"I see! It's... been a long time since someone has been able to hear my voice. My name is Aimi, by the way. Aimi Fujie" The girl gave a hesitant smile, fidgeting nervously. A anxious energy radiated from her. She was unsure, and a bit lost. Like she didn't quite know how to go about this. "I... I almost couldn't believe my eyes. When I saw Hanta on screen while the UA Sports Festival was broadcasting. They said his last name was Sero, so I thought maybe he'd been adopted. But we managed to get in contact with UA's principle after a few weeks, and..."

"I'd say it's nice to meet you, but it's really not. You're probably pretty confused. I sure as shit am. He said he'd murdered you." Harper knew she was being blunt and quite possibly rude. Scratch that, definitely rude. Today had been  long day, and she really just wanted to go home and try sleeping. She'd gotten into the habit of sitting on the couch next to Kurogiri and letting him hold her. It was really weird, but he'd just wrap an arm around her and let all his stress from the day and not having her there melt away. And she'd fall asleep like that. Tsukauchi always took endless photos, but she didn't give a damn. Sleep was sleep. 

"I... well, someone tried, but it wasn't him." Aimi's hand flew to her throat, almost reflexively. "When we were little, our father was an underground hero who made a lot of enemies. One night, some men broke in. I was really little and don't remember much, but Hanta and I were hiding in a cupboard, peeking out. They... killed our parents, and we saw the whole thing. I remember Hanta trying to shield me with his body when they found us. He was so angry. Screaming, crying so hard his face was red. Once they saw his quirk, they grabbed him, and tried to... w-well-" 

"Alright, I've got the gist of it. So it sounds like his memories are a little out of whack, then." Yeah. A little. More like a metric shit ton. So Aimi had been around, what, seven when this all happened? Give or take a couple of years, of course. Men had broken in and killed their parents in front of him. That's where he'd gotten that piece of the story. Then, they'd seen his quirk, and they'd taken him. Had he been brainwashed somehow? It wasn't all that far-fetched to assume that could be the case. Quirks were insane.

Where did that leave them with Sero? There was no telling what was true and what wasn't. Was the box the cupboard they'd been hidden in, or was it a place he was hiding bodies? Had he even killed anyone? Harper wasn't sure what to think anymore. This was becoming more and more of a mess. With midterms coming up, Harper was already dead tired trying to study. Kirishima wasn't an idiot, but there were certain subjects he was begging for help in. Others had been asking for her help too. Not because she was particularly smart, but because they knew they'd have a chance to ask about Sero if they could get her alone. She understood, but that didn't mean it didn't drive her nuts.