The Toyota drove through the gates of the Nishikawa Palace.
The Devils guarding the gate turned their heads in unison, their gazes landing on the car.
Feeling that astonishing aura, Mitsuki sucked in a breath of cold air.
Many people online said that if a woman could latch onto Makoto, she would be leaping over the dragon gate.
Now, seeing the grand scale of the Nishikawa Palace, Mitsuki couldn't help remarking inwardly... it was more than leaping the dragon gate. It was leaping over the Heavenly Gate.
The group entered the main hall.
"Mom—!"
Two figures rushed over like the wind, hugging Tsuki from left and right. They were the two Uzaki daughters who had officially joined Makoto's household... Hana and Yanagi.
Fujio looked at his two daughters with a loving expression, opening his arms. "Hana, Yanagi, give Daddy a hug."
"No thanks, Dad." The two sisters said in unison, their tones full of disgust.
The old father's hands froze in mid-air.
Kiri walked over from behind and patted his dad on the shoulder, silently expressing his sympathy.
"Huh? Who's this auntie?" Hana noticed Mitsuki following behind and looked her over.
"This is Makoto's friend. She's coming with us to see him."
Tsuki quickly introduced her.
She was really afraid that Mitsuki might slip up in front of her husband and son.
Hana and Yanagi looked at each other and blinked simultaneously.
Their gazes lingered on Mitsuki's face for a moment. Both couldn't help wondering if this durian-haired auntie was also in that kind of relationship with their man?
There was no helping it. The relationships in the wife group were an open secret within the palace.
Led by the Uzaki sisters, the group met Makoto in the back garden.
Under a pavilion in the back garden, Makoto was playing cards with Nayuta and Megumin.
Seeing the Uzaki Family arrive, he put his cards down on the table, stood up, and welcomed them.
"You can stay as long as you want."
With that, Makoto turned to look at Narberal standing behind him. "Nabe, take Mr. Fujio and Kiri to the guest rooms."
"Yes, Makoto-sama." Narberal, wearing a black-and-white maid uniform, stood at attention, walked to Fujio and Kiri, and made a 'please' gesture. "Please follow me."
Kiri tugged at his father's sleeve, lowering his voice but unable to hide the excitement in his eyes. "Dad, a maid! A real, genuine maid!"
Fujio quietly replied, "I know. Don't be so surprised, kid. It makes us look like we've never seen anything..."
Kiri rolled his eyes. His own eyes had just gone wide.
Father and son followed Narberal down the corridor, their footsteps fading into the distance.
Makoto turned his gaze to Mitsuki. "You really are persistent. You're here to offer your body again?"
The moment the words 'offer your body' left his mouth, the women around immediately cast hostile looks at Mitsuki.
'Hey, auntie, who do you think you are?'
Mitsuki bit her tongue. The pain cleared her head a bit from the shame and tension.
Mitsuki took a deep breath and repeated what she had told Tsuki to Makoto.
She still didn't tell him that her son had thought about joining the Anomaly Association.
Finally, Mitsuki said she could hand Bakugo over and hoped Makoto would give her son a chance, counting it as turning himself in.
To be honest, she had originally hoped Makoto would erase her son's criminal record.
But standing before him, feeling that astonishing pressure, she suddenly didn't dare to ask for too much. She just hoped to keep the original sentence.
"Bakugo? Is that the student who punched someone at the school gate two years ago?"
Itsuki thought for a moment and immediately remembered who he was.
After all, the Superpower Academy had been open for three years, and this was the first... and probably the only... student who dared to punch someone at the school gate.
Makoto thought for a moment and decided to have the Teddy Devil make a trip to bring the raging monkey back to Impel Down.
The Teddy Devil looked disgusted. "Why do I have to go, Boss... I don't want to deal with that ill-mannered brat."
"As if you have any manners." Ace poked his head over.
The Teddy Devil's eyes widened, his fangs protruding from under his lips. "Do you want to f*cking die—"
Makoto smiled and waved his hand. "If he acts up, just beat him up."
He thought he could use the raging monkey as bait.
First, lock him back up in Impel Down, then find an opportunity for him to escape again, and have someone follow him to see if they could track the trail back to the Anomaly Association's hideout.
Although Makoto didn't mind waiting for the Anomaly Association to come out on its own, if they could eliminate them sooner, that wouldn't be a bad thing either.
The Bakugo Residence.
The doorbell rang.
Masaru, who was guarding the living room, walked to the door and looked through the peephole.
Standing outside was a person with green curly hair and a few freckles on his face.
Midoriya Izuku.
Masaru immediately opened the door.
He recognized this kid... from elementary school through high school, he had always been his son's classmate. He was his son's best friend.
At least, Masaru thought so.
"Uncle... um, is Kacchan in?" Izuku Izuku bowed slightly.
Masaru was startled, but still nodded and stepped aside to let him in. "That kid is upstairs. Go ahead."
He thought that when his son was acting up and starving himself, having a friend to talk to him would be a good thing.
"I said I'm not eating—!"
Not long after, hearing the sound of the door unlocking, Bakugo thought his mother was delivering food again.
Izuku stood at the door, looking at the thin figure. "Kacchan... are... are you okay?"
Bakugo's body stiffened.
He spun around and saw Izuku's smiling face. He was stunned.
"Deku? You bastard—"
Boom—!!!
The wall beside him exploded.
Steel plates, bricks, and window fragments flew into the room.
Izuku instinctively crouched down, protecting his head with his arms.
Masaru was knocked to the ground, the back of his head hitting the floor, his vision going dark.
Bakugo sprung up from the bed and instinctively assumed a fighting stance.
Through the smoke, two figures stepped through the gap in the wall.
"You're Bakugo Katsuki?"
The man on the left had wild, wind-tossed hair. His skin was covered in strange black spots, like tiny seeds embedded under his skin. "Gyoro-Gyoro said you're pretty talented. Why haven't you come to the Association yet?"
The man on the right was tall and thin, with a cold expression. Strange flames burned on his body, illuminating half of his face intermittently.
"Hattori Heiji... Hakuba Saguru..." Bakugo's eyes widened. Their reflections showed in his pupils.
He had seen them when he was locked up in Impel Down, even though they were only Level 2.
Their appearances had changed dramatically from when they had been in Impel Down, but Bakugo still recognized them at a glance.
But clearly, they were no longer human.
Feeling the astonishing deterrence radiating from the two, Bakugo's breathing grew more rapid. He couldn't help sticking out his tongue to lick his dry lips.
'So this was... monster power?'