[How's he supposed to know what will earn him a marshmallow to the mouth and what won't? But fine, no more hinting at all the terrible, horrible, no-good-very-bad things Esikko and his dogboy do to corpses.]
I know it's pointless, but...
[He trails off with a sigh. His only point was that someone who does all those horrible no-good things might choose to kill anyway, whether or not it makes sense.
... would Esikko really do that? To him of all people?
He isn't given long to stew over that thought. Bakugo leaves the room only to return seconds later, handing a box to him. He moves his cocoa mug to whatever coffee table is nearby and takes it, peering down at what he finds. Flasks, presumably with some kind of liquid inside. "Strong enough to blow up a truck," says the boy who put them in his hands.
Hiyori is silent for a moment. He's surprised by how quick and easy that was. He's also momentarily disquieted because the flasks remind him of the vials Esikko once gave him—vials which exploded into smoke or flame when he threw them. The irony of that isn't lost on him.]
... question! Are these safe to carry outside their box, like in a purse or travel bag?
[Mostly when Bakugo tells him not to say shit, and he says it anyways. Pretty good assumption the explosive boy will do something to enforce his demand. Like stuff a marshmallow in his mouth. Be glad he doesn't do what he used to do when people wouldn't shut up: blast them. (Okay sometimes he does that, with the right CR.)
Despite his dismissive words, Bakugo isn't tossing Hiyori's concerns out the window. He prepared these soon after the other guy told him his worries over the text. They were ready before the idol arrived, no explanation needed. The peacock's proven dangerous enough on its own; having other guests on a similar threat level is a shitty compound.
Esikko has killed. Once you kill, the second one's a lot easier. So forth and so on. He's never taken it lightly when someone tells him they've got blood on their hands. Esikko was no different when he told Bakugo about a past kill. Whether it's the same one as Hiyori learned of, he doesn't know and isn't keen on finding out. But it's certainly put a weight on Bakugo's relationship with the guy. Like anyone who's killed before.
That said, he'll decide for himself how he interacts with those people.
Bakugo picks up his own drink and sips at it while Hiyori muses over the vial-like flasks in his hand. He had thought to commission something shaped more like a grenade, but given the idol's activities, something nondescript and easier to carry/palm would be better. Of course he tells him how strong they are! Hiyori came over here to get some!]
As long as you don't shake them hard. If it'd make a soda can explode, it'll make these blow up.
[He grimaces at the mental image that springs to mind: his bag getting dropped or flung aside by someone and all of its contents exploding, alongside everything and everyone else in the vicinity. Urgh.
But it's not a problem with Bakugo or his product, just the reality of carrying explosives around. He nods somewhat grimly and says:]
Right, got it.
[Not that he grew up drinking cola (that's a commoner beverage!), but he understands the reference point.
He sets the box on the coffee table for now, next to his cocoa mug. He looks at Bakugo again, now one of the few remaining people he trusts in the resort alongside Loki and Topaz. Is Bakugo the ideal ally? Not really, given his young age and his hotheadedness. But Hiyori appreciates him nonetheless—more than he can say with words, really.]
Thanks.
[Said with a tiny, tired smile. He sags into the couch further, letting himself breathe a bit.]
[This isn't the first time Hiyori's been the owner of Bakugo's hand-made explosives. Did he think it would be any different the next time around? Be careful while handling explosive weaponry and you'll stay safe. And he isn't expecting the idol to carry them around at all times. Take one if he's going by himself somewhere away from people. If he's going out to lunch with a friend at a restaurant, probably leave the blast stick in his room.]
Let me know if you need more. [He can get the flasks easily enough and it doesn't take too long to fill up a set. So long as Hiyori doesn't abuse the privilege. Can't sit here and milk his hands like a damn snake's venom.
Haa?! He's the best ally this guy could get! Smart, strong, capable, composed, victorious! Age doesn't mean shit when his experience and results speak for him! Che. Hiyori's standing on a landgoldmine and should appreciate it.
His expression flattens at the question, eyes squinted and brows furrowed. Exasperated + annoyed.]
Did your brain stop working, Parrot?
[They've been over his Quirk before! It hasn't changed!]
[Hey, Hiyori appreciates him! So much so that he isn't making a huge fuss about the sweat thing anymore!
But he can't resist commenting on it entirely. He is still himself, after all.]
I know that's how your Quirk works! It just feels funny to accept vials of sweat from someone, that's all. I know they're powerful weapons, and I am properly grateful, but let's keep this transaction to ourselves, shall we? Otherwise we'll both sound shady.
[Fat chance. Next time those involuntary Mating Season profiles come around?? You can bet your butt that Hiyori's will say something about how he stores teenage boy sweat in flasks.]
[That's more like it! And he better not make a fuss. He's the one who asked for more explosives. Bakugo's kind of glad Hiyori did because now he has a good store to hit up for those little capsules to make more grenades.]
Haa? I'm not gonna tell people I'm giving you grenades!
[Cause that's what they are. He's also not going to treat this as a Hiyori-only transaction. If someone else asks for some-- and Bakugo feels like giving it to them --he's going to. Buuut considering the amount of positive relation needed for him to give a shit enough to do so, probably only two or three other people in the entire resort could successfully get some off him.
And if he sees that in the profile, he's gonna yell at him...]
The resort doesn't like bladed weapons and guns, but some of the security guards have tasers and batons.
It's hard to be too sure on that front, when you call yourself a "walking grenade." But good! These vials will be our secret, then.
[Hiyori's mostly been keeping quiet about the fact that someone's been supplying him with grenades. Mostly. He told Jun of course, since he tells Jun everything. And he warned Rin Tohsaka, when they got paired for Lust is Birds. And then he also told—
... ugh. Of course. He told Esikko at one point. Great. He slumps a little on the couch and reaches for his cocoa mug to distract himself from that thought.
Please don't blame him for his hypothetical future Mating Season profile, obviously he would not write that stuff himself... but anyway. After taking another sip of cocoa, he raises his eyebrows over the mug, his expression growing serious and his eyes tinging with concern when he hears that last thing.]
Doesn't mean I'm peddling myself out like some walking dispenser.
[Sure, his giving vials to Hiyori's gonna be a "secret", though it's less a secret and more Bakugo hardly discusses what he does with other people, uh, with other people. Even if he brings up topics, it's usually "i heard from someone" or "there's a guy" or other vague shit. He only brings names when the two know each other or he knows it'll be fine to name drop.
Doesn't bother him if Hiyori tells people he got grenades from Bakugo. What, does he think someone's gonna show up and demand something from the blonde? Che! He can handle himself. Who the hell's gonna be dumb enough to approach the arsenal and demand weapons from the fucking arsenal? He'll blow them up without giving them shit.
Bakugo scoffs at the very idea.]
Of course they didn't! I slaughtered them before they could fucking blink!
[He only skirmishes with the guards when they try something illegal on him. Like get in his space to bully him, attempt to steal something from him, or come after him when the shop refused his legal tender and he took his purchases anyways after leaving the money on the counter. Unfair bullshit like that.]
I should hope not, since that would put far too many grenades in circulation! And that would just be absolute chaos.
[He can think of numerous people he's met here who should not be trusted with grenades. Or Baku sweat.
They couldn't be more different in that regard. Hiyori is always bringing up the people he knows to others he's met here: bragging about his wonderful partner, excitedly telling people that ~Loki the god of mischief~ from Norse mythology is here, complaining about Rin Tohsaka and others who've offended him. He's mentioned Bakugo to a lot of people, too: Scott, for example, and Till.
He used to bring up Esikko a lot. The prince always seemed sad and lonely, expressing at one point that he thought no one would care if he disappeared. He made some effort to connect him with friends and allies: confiding to Loki that he worried about him or setting him with Leo. That all feels like it was for naught now.
If anything, he should probably be warning people about him the way he did with Bakugo. But for now, he won't, at least not unless someone asks. He doesn't want to draw attention to himself, and he doesn't have the energy. After everything that's been happening lately—more disappeared friends, Rinne's statue ending up back on his doorstep—he's too exhausted to make a big thing out of this.
He waits for Bakugo to explain what happened with the staff, blinks once when Bakugo says he slaughtered them all (metaphorically, he assumes!) ... and then smiles.]
Yep, that sounds like you! ♪
[All concern has vanished from his face. He should've known Bakugo can look after himself no matter how many dangerous people there are around. Though is even he safe from turning into a statue? No one can escape that, it seems.
But then again, he's mentally safe. He doesn't believe anything bad truly happens when someone becomes a statue. And he's always seemed confident in that conviction. It's that train of thought which prompts Hiyori to comment,]
You're a strong person, after all. One of the very strongest I've ever met.
[People can carry around heavy metal doorknobs, knives from restaurants and stores, and a host of other weapons, to say nothing of people running around with superhuman powers. Hiyori thinks a few grenades is gonna cause chaos throughout the resort? Che, don't be ridiculous. As it is, Bakugo's only give four people his sweat, and two of them only got a small amount for study, not for weapon use.
Considering Bakugo's met Scott and Till, there's no real issue if Hiyori's blabbing to them about him. They likely know whatever the idol's gonna tell them, if it's generic enough.]
Hmph. Don't suck up.
[There've been a number of smoked birds around Bakugo for different reasons, all ending in the same way. As long as the hotel leaves him alone, the hero generally leaves the hotel alone. Otherwise, BOOM!!
If he ever turns into a statue, it means he went back home. He used to think he wouldn't care about such a fate, but now, there are people here he cares about a lot. Enough he doesn't want to return home unless he knows everyone else has had the choice given to them to either remain or stay, and the pathway continues to be open to each of them.
And idyllic demand, but one he holds to.]
Of course I am! I'm gonna be the greatest hero my world, and this one's, ever seen!
... unless maybe the doorknob is hollow and hiding an explosive device.]
Do I look like someone who kisses up to people?
[He asks the question earnestly. Sure, as an idol he gives fanservice, but he's more the type who gets kissed up to and surely they both know it.]
I said it sounds like you because it does sound like you. Only you could go on about "slaughter" and still sound heroic. You've got a rough mouth on you, but you're strong, you protect yourself and others, and you don't go around hurting people for the fun of it. Or to prove some stupid point, unlike some people around here...
[The last bit gets muttered under his breath. Bakugo gets no point for guessing who he's thinking of after their earlier conversation. But his lips tug upward again at that declaration of heroism. This place has left him rather jaded, and he has little hope left for his own future. But it hasn't dirtied Bakugo's shining ambitions at all, it seems, and that, too, is a kind of strength.]
[Fanservice, sucking up, how the hell are they any different? Hiyori's told and entire auditorium of people he "loves" them and they're "beautiful" and other crap. Bakugo's being a jerk at the moment; Hiyori's not the only person who gets to taunt his companion in the room.]
I didn't ask for a fucking review.
[He knows all this about himself. Hiyori's words taper off, insinuating he's turning towards the bad revelation once more. Can't blame him for being sore about it, especially after he's spent so long thinking Esikko was a good person. Probably even defended him to some people, leading to an even worse feeling of betrayal now. This is something Hiyori's going to have to deal with on his own.
But he can always count on Bakugo to never give up. He's a hero! Hero's win. Period.]
You didn't, but I gave you one anyway! Which ought to make you happy, since that was at least a four-star review. Doesn't it feel good to be praised by me? ♪
[He smiles, obnoxious and teasing. They really are alike on the taunting-people front...
Hiyori has indeed defended Esikko to people, including his own partner. It sucks. The whole thing sucks. But when Bakugo offers to show him the rest of his suite, well, that makes him pause. Is this an attempt to cheer him up? To distract from his grumbling? Whether it is or not, that's what it feels like, and so Hiyori is quick to smile and stand up from the couch.]
Very well. I'll take the full guided tour, please~♪
[Competitive as always. He gave him hot chocolate with marshmallows and sushi along with a lending ear and less yelling than usual while hosting him in his new suite! How the hell is that not worth five fucking stars?! (Uh, cause you're a brat, Bakugo?) Hiyori set himself up for that growling encouragement.
Yes, it is an attempt to get the idol's mind off his issues and let him focus on something else. He can return to his problems later, hopefully with a slightly clearer head. Bakugo pushes himself up and takes the remains of their snack back to the kitchen. If Hiyori wants a refill on his hot chocolate, then he can swing by the kitchen stovetop to grab it. Since the tour's gonna start at the kitchen anyways.]
You've already seen this area.
[Complete with massive kitchen island, fridge and freezer, plenty of drawers and cabinet space, two ovens + stovetops, two dishwashers for whatever fucking reason, and two sinks, one in the island and in the counter.]
[Wow, is this Bakugo craving his validation?? He smiles.]
Cute! ♪ But that's a perfect score, so you'll have to work hard for it! Don't let that discourage you, though. I have lots of faith in you~♪
[Sorry, Bakugo... he says this sort of obnoxious bullshit to his own partner all the time.
Hiyori hasn't made too much progress on his cocoa, since he was sort of distracted by all the weapon and murder talk. Instead of getting a refill, he takes another look around the area.]
They even gave you two dishwashers. And two ovens! Seems perfect for the community meal, don't you think? You could bake twice as many tarts, and twice as much quiche! ♪
[Of course he had to start in on that again. At least that's better than talking about Esikko and Kirma's corpse-bothering crimes??]
[No, this is Bakugo demanding Hiyori admit how awesome and amazing he is!]
It's not cute, dammit! [Why the hell do people go for that word around him?!] You need to get your stupid ranking brain checked. I'll destroy it with how great I am!
[Not going to stop him from promising to smash his ranking with every ounce of his power and skill!
Hiyori's free to carry his mug around and sip on the now-lukewarm liquid all he wants. Just don't spill it. Even if the staff will come around and clean it up at Bakugo's demand. Which he doesn't let them, since he cleans his own things up! He's not relying on some staff thinking they're better or more able than him! Fuck room service.]
Learn how to make them and you can have as many as you want, Parrot.
[Fixated on that stuff. Damn. Bakugo lets him wander around the kitchen and explore wherever he wants. Then heads back to the living room Hiyori was in previously. A huge space with a sunken inner area, adjustable sectional couch, arm chairs, massive window with fake scenery glowing along the spacious window seat, and an entertainment center with television and gaming equipment stored away on shelving and in cabinet cubbies.]
[Underclassmen who want his praise are definitely cute :)]
Great! I'll look forward to seeing you be a five-star host! ♪ Just remember not to shove any food in guests' mouths, since that's an automatic star deduction!
[Though it probably was for the best that Bakugo shut him up this time. Even he can acknowledge that nothing good would have come from rambling any longer about Esikko's terrible, horrible, no-good deeds.
Hiyori would be impressed if he learned that Bakugo insists on doing his own chores despite being an Ace rank. Truly a responsible boy. But not so responsible that he'll volunteer to do a bunch of cooking for free, huh...]
I know how to make quiche. I've watched Jun-kun do it before. But I already signed up to provide drinks for the community meal, so I'll be busy brewing tea.
[And now onto the next part of the tour. After looking around the kitchen some more, they're back in the living room! Same massive couch, same chairs, same fake scenery. This time he focuses on the entertainment center.]
So what sort of entertainment does Baku-kun like? Do you ever watch hero movies? Or do you mostly spend time playing those video game thingamajigs? Why, as an Ace, you could have your very own arcade room, couldn't you?
They shouldn't be talking shit if they don't wanna get crammed in the mouth!
[A bunch of variants of "shit" when it comes to that. Stumbling over a curse with stupid innuendos. Prompted to say whatever pervy things on mind. Revealing gross details about crap Bakugo doesn't wanna hear of! All of it warranted whatever's being served being shoved into a flapping maw.
Hiyori's known Bakugo long enough to make an informed guest he'd want to do things on his own rather than let the hotel's stupid staff lurk around in his room without his permission or supervision. Gives him something to do as well (like his schedule needs more stuff). FREE COOKING'S NOT RESPONSIBILITY!! THAT'S MOOCHING!!]
You're gonna need a lot of kettles.
[Unless he thinks an entire party's gonna wait for him to pour from his single dainty pot each time. Bakugo stands by the wall-scrolling window while Hiyori wanders around, since all he did before was sit on the couch and glower over his cup. Yes, the couch has fold-out beds.]
I'm not watching any of the perverted crap they shove here! [Slogging through bins and shelves to find something without a naked figure shoved in his face.] They hardly have anything watchable.
I'd rather win at Chickadees. [Instead of putting a game room in his own suite.]
[Using words works, too!! ... sometimes. It is pretty hard to shut him up at other times. And thank goodness the innuendo curse went away after a couple of days...]
True! But I do have one in my room, and others are donating equipment, so everything should turn out fine. This year I'm planning to have all sorts of summery garnishes, like fruit slices and flowers~♪
[Hiyori takes a look at that couch next, noticing the fold-out beds. Bakugo's suite truly has everything.]
It's possible to find normal movies if you dig hard enough. One of my friends here was curious about musicals, so I managed to find some of those for us to watch. I do see your point though.
[As for the bit about Chickadees:]
Baku-kun prefers community centers rather than doing things alone, huh? I'm the same way! [Spoken like a true extravert once again.] Games do seem more fun when you have an opponent. Though you could always try inviting other people to your suite. This living room looks big enough for a slumber party.
Of course I tell them! [While he crams something in their mouth or blows them up! Usually cramming comes when someone won't shut up or when they start talking crap subjects Bakugo doesn't want to hear. Like Hiyori found out. wasn't that curse in like, february?]
Whoever's setting this up is going to be dealing with whatever event the damn bird's got planned. [Trying to throw a social gathering while the hotel's keyed in on "summer storms" or some shit would be ridiculous. But if he's going to come, at least he knows what sort of theme Hiyori's going for.
Bakugo pulls the remote from a shelf and flicks the television on. Of course it tries to turn onto some softcore porn station, but he's already gagged the damn thing with controls, so it ends up getting back at him by showing little more than the scenery he's got on the windows. Mostly revealing to Hiyori the television works, if he's curious.
Yeah, those fold-out couches can fold-in quickly. Even with someone lying on them. Heh heh heh.]
Aa. I found some action films. Someone found a bookstore which doesn't have any smut in it. [Surprisingly it had comic books, which Akira used to tempt Bakugo's presence. He had fun that day.]
THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!! [Stop twisting his words, you damn social butterfly! Bakugo sets the remote in one of the couch arm holders. There's even a fireplace if he wants, complete with fake fire + warmth, and real fire options. Of course there's an open spot in front of it for... duh.]
You came here! [See? He invite people! Or more like, Hiyori wanted to come and Bakugo let him.]
I meant telling them before you shove food in them!
[And may it never come back.]
Last year's community meal seemed to go off without a hitch, so hopefully the same will happen this year. But that's the last we should say on the matter, since I'd rather not give them ideas.
[As for the movie thing (and the slumber party thing):]
So you did find some! You could always screen some of those at a slumber party. I know you just said I'm here, and some might say one of me is worth five or ten guests, but there's no harm inviting others and making it a big party. For example, why not invite Leona-kun? I know he loves to sleep. Or you could invite Senku-kun. Otherwise, he'll probably spend all day reading science textbooks! Or you could invite that Scott fellow. The one who wears sunglasses indoors. We spoke while I did his make-up before his film debut, and I heard you two are friendly.
[Sorry, he's not giving up on making social butterfly suggestions. Though it's less that he's trying to push Bakugo into doing anything and more that he's just chatting to take his mind off things.]
[Inside voices and topic tact aren't lost considerations, dammit! Not that Bakugo's one to talk.]
If it doesn't have a damn idea already, it's not interested.
[Bakugo instantly jerks his head back as his expression ratchets up into angry disgust. Who the hell does Hiyori think he's talking to?! A slumber party?!]
What do you think I am, five?! [Only kids did something stupid like slumber parties! Plus the idol's rambling again like crazy, flattening the blonde's expression in exasperation.]
Lazy Lion doesn't need a party to sleep, baka. [The guy sleeps 50% of his life away already. As for Senku, Bakugo's lost all contact with him after the statue experiment, so he's not about to try again.]
Haa? What the hell's Shades saying about me? [Does Hiyori need to know Scott and Bakugo have had a few, uh... "slumber parties" already over the months?]
[House guests say things you don't like, friends turn out to be murderers... life is full of such things.
The disgust on Bakugo's face strikes him as funny, so alas. The slumber party talk continues!]
Adults can have fun, too, you know. And I have it on good authority that Leona-kun likes sleepovers.
[Don't think too hard about those two sentences in relation to each other, please.]
As for your friend with the sunglasses, we didn't gossip about you too much. He just said he was gearing up to be some sort of superhero back home, so I said, "Like Baku-kun, huh?" And then he said, "Yes, just like that!" I could tell from the look on his face that he thought well of you, since I'm excellent at reading people. It's one of my many talents! ♪
[And you either let those things sweep you along, or you slam your feet into the ground and shove a fucking marshmallow in someone's mouth while telling them to shut the fuck up! Your choice, man.
At least he's not plugging Hiyori's mouth for this kind of talk. Somethings are more tolerable than others.]
I never said they can't! [Adults can do whatever they want! In reason. He grumbles when Hiyori mentions Leona's like for sleepovers.] Like that's surprising. Invite him to sleep somewhere and he will.
[He's not thinking hard. Unlike SOMEONE he doesn't have a pink brain.]
Modesty isn't one of them. [Not like Bakugo's one to talk. Though he's far less of a braggart now than he was in middle school. Rather let his single threat warn someone, then prove it in brutal skill.]
His world has superheroes too. Sounds like they're getting started. My world went through a similar evolution.
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Date: 7/1/25 02:45 (UTC)Or you could simply not stuff it!
[How's he supposed to know what will earn him a marshmallow to the mouth and what won't? But fine, no more hinting at all the terrible, horrible, no-good-very-bad things Esikko and his dogboy do to corpses.]
I know it's pointless, but...
[He trails off with a sigh. His only point was that someone who does all those horrible no-good things might choose to kill anyway, whether or not it makes sense.
... would Esikko really do that? To him of all people?
He isn't given long to stew over that thought. Bakugo leaves the room only to return seconds later, handing a box to him. He moves his cocoa mug to whatever coffee table is nearby and takes it, peering down at what he finds. Flasks, presumably with some kind of liquid inside. "Strong enough to blow up a truck," says the boy who put them in his hands.
Hiyori is silent for a moment. He's surprised by how quick and easy that was. He's also momentarily disquieted because the flasks remind him of the vials Esikko once gave him—vials which exploded into smoke or flame when he threw them. The irony of that isn't lost on him.]
... question! Are these safe to carry outside their box, like in a purse or travel bag?
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Date: 7/1/25 03:10 (UTC)Despite his dismissive words, Bakugo isn't tossing Hiyori's concerns out the window. He prepared these soon after the other guy told him his worries over the text. They were ready before the idol arrived, no explanation needed. The peacock's proven dangerous enough on its own; having other guests on a similar threat level is a shitty compound.
Esikko has killed. Once you kill, the second one's a lot easier. So forth and so on. He's never taken it lightly when someone tells him they've got blood on their hands. Esikko was no different when he told Bakugo about a past kill. Whether it's the same one as Hiyori learned of, he doesn't know and isn't keen on finding out. But it's certainly put a weight on Bakugo's relationship with the guy. Like anyone who's killed before.
That said, he'll decide for himself how he interacts with those people.
Bakugo picks up his own drink and sips at it while Hiyori muses over the vial-like flasks in his hand. He had thought to commission something shaped more like a grenade, but given the idol's activities, something nondescript and easier to carry/palm would be better. Of course he tells him how strong they are! Hiyori came over here to get some!]
As long as you don't shake them hard. If it'd make a soda can explode, it'll make these blow up.
[Ironic point of reference. But close enough.]
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Date: 7/1/25 14:01 (UTC)But it's not a problem with Bakugo or his product, just the reality of carrying explosives around. He nods somewhat grimly and says:]
Right, got it.
[Not that he grew up drinking cola (that's a commoner beverage!), but he understands the reference point.
He sets the box on the coffee table for now, next to his cocoa mug. He looks at Bakugo again, now one of the few remaining people he trusts in the resort alongside Loki and Topaz. Is Bakugo the ideal ally? Not really, given his young age and his hotheadedness. But Hiyori appreciates him nonetheless—more than he can say with words, really.]
Thanks.
[Said with a tiny, tired smile. He sags into the couch further, letting himself breathe a bit.]
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Date: 7/1/25 14:02 (UTC)... come to think of it, are those filled with your sweat?
[Yes, it took him a second to make that connection. And yes, he just had to comment on it.]
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Date: 7/1/25 19:44 (UTC)Let me know if you need more. [He can get the flasks easily enough and it doesn't take too long to fill up a set. So long as Hiyori doesn't abuse the privilege. Can't sit here and milk his hands like a damn snake's venom.
Haa?! He's the best ally this guy could get! Smart, strong, capable, composed, victorious! Age doesn't mean shit when his experience and results speak for him! Che. Hiyori's standing on a
landgoldmine and should appreciate it.His expression flattens at the question, eyes squinted and brows furrowed. Exasperated + annoyed.]
Did your brain stop working, Parrot?
[They've been over his Quirk before! It hasn't changed!]
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Date: 7/3/25 16:49 (UTC)But he can't resist commenting on it entirely. He is still himself, after all.]
I know that's how your Quirk works! It just feels funny to accept vials of sweat from someone, that's all. I know they're powerful weapons, and I am properly grateful, but let's keep this transaction to ourselves, shall we? Otherwise we'll both sound shady.
[Fat chance. Next time those involuntary Mating Season profiles come around?? You can bet your butt that Hiyori's will say something about how he stores teenage boy sweat in flasks.]
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Date: 7/4/25 02:22 (UTC)Haa? I'm not gonna tell people I'm giving you grenades!
[Cause that's what they are. He's also not going to treat this as a Hiyori-only transaction. If someone else asks for some-- and Bakugo feels like giving it to them --he's going to. Buuut considering the amount of positive relation needed for him to give a shit enough to do so, probably only two or three other people in the entire resort could successfully get some off him.
And if he sees that in the profile, he's gonna yell at him...]
The resort doesn't like bladed weapons and guns, but some of the security guards have tasers and batons.
[Just a little tip.]
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Date: 7/4/25 18:34 (UTC)[Hiyori's mostly been keeping quiet about the fact that someone's been supplying him with grenades. Mostly. He told Jun of course, since he tells Jun everything. And he warned Rin Tohsaka, when they got paired for Lust is Birds. And then he also told—
... ugh. Of course. He told Esikko at one point. Great. He slumps a little on the couch and reaches for his cocoa mug to distract himself from that thought.
Please don't blame him for his hypothetical future Mating Season profile, obviously he would not write that stuff himself... but anyway. After taking another sip of cocoa, he raises his eyebrows over the mug, his expression growing serious and his eyes tinging with concern when he hears that last thing.]
They didn't use those on you, did they?
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Date: 7/4/25 21:48 (UTC)[Sure, his giving vials to Hiyori's gonna be a "secret", though it's less a secret and more Bakugo hardly discusses what he does with other people, uh, with other people. Even if he brings up topics, it's usually "i heard from someone" or "there's a guy" or other vague shit. He only brings names when the two know each other or he knows it'll be fine to name drop.
Doesn't bother him if Hiyori tells people he got grenades from Bakugo. What, does he think someone's gonna show up and demand something from the blonde? Che! He can handle himself. Who the hell's gonna be dumb enough to approach the arsenal and demand weapons from the fucking arsenal? He'll blow them up without giving them shit.
Bakugo scoffs at the very idea.]
Of course they didn't! I slaughtered them before they could fucking blink!
[He only skirmishes with the guards when they try something illegal on him. Like get in his space to bully him, attempt to steal something from him, or come after him when the shop refused his legal tender and he took his purchases anyways after leaving the money on the counter. Unfair bullshit like that.]
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Date: 7/5/25 18:36 (UTC)[He can think of numerous people he's met here who should not be trusted with grenades. Or Baku sweat.
They couldn't be more different in that regard. Hiyori is always bringing up the people he knows to others he's met here: bragging about his wonderful partner, excitedly telling people that ~Loki the god of mischief~ from Norse mythology is here, complaining about Rin Tohsaka and others who've offended him. He's mentioned Bakugo to a lot of people, too: Scott, for example, and Till.
He used to bring up Esikko a lot. The prince always seemed sad and lonely, expressing at one point that he thought no one would care if he disappeared. He made some effort to connect him with friends and allies: confiding to Loki that he worried about him or setting him with Leo. That all feels like it was for naught now.
If anything, he should probably be warning people about him the way he did with Bakugo. But for now, he won't, at least not unless someone asks. He doesn't want to draw attention to himself, and he doesn't have the energy. After everything that's been happening lately—more disappeared friends, Rinne's statue ending up back on his doorstep—he's too exhausted to make a big thing out of this.
He waits for Bakugo to explain what happened with the staff, blinks once when Bakugo says he slaughtered them all (metaphorically, he assumes!) ... and then smiles.]
Yep, that sounds like you! ♪
[All concern has vanished from his face. He should've known Bakugo can look after himself no matter how many dangerous people there are around. Though is even he safe from turning into a statue? No one can escape that, it seems.
But then again, he's mentally safe. He doesn't believe anything bad truly happens when someone becomes a statue. And he's always seemed confident in that conviction. It's that train of thought which prompts Hiyori to comment,]
You're a strong person, after all. One of the very strongest I've ever met.
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Date: 7/6/25 01:42 (UTC)[People can carry around heavy metal doorknobs, knives from restaurants and stores, and a host of other weapons, to say nothing of people running around with superhuman powers. Hiyori thinks a few grenades is gonna cause chaos throughout the resort? Che, don't be ridiculous. As it is, Bakugo's only give four people his sweat, and two of them only got a small amount for study, not for weapon use.
Considering Bakugo's met Scott and Till, there's no real issue if Hiyori's blabbing to them about him. They likely know whatever the idol's gonna tell them, if it's generic enough.]
Hmph. Don't suck up.
[There've been a number of smoked birds around Bakugo for different reasons, all ending in the same way. As long as the hotel leaves him alone, the hero generally leaves the hotel alone. Otherwise, BOOM!!
If he ever turns into a statue, it means he went back home. He used to think he wouldn't care about such a fate, but now, there are people here he cares about a lot. Enough he doesn't want to return home unless he knows everyone else has had the choice given to them to either remain or stay, and the pathway continues to be open to each of them.
And idyllic demand, but one he holds to.]
Of course I am! I'm gonna be the greatest hero my world, and this one's, ever seen!
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Date: 7/6/25 14:05 (UTC)... unless maybe the doorknob is hollow and hiding an explosive device.]
Do I look like someone who kisses up to people?
[He asks the question earnestly. Sure, as an idol he gives fanservice, but he's more the type who gets kissed up to and surely they both know it.]
I said it sounds like you because it does sound like you. Only you could go on about "slaughter" and still sound heroic. You've got a rough mouth on you, but you're strong, you protect yourself and others, and you don't go around hurting people for the fun of it. Or to prove some stupid point, unlike some people around here...
[The last bit gets muttered under his breath. Bakugo gets no point for guessing who he's thinking of after their earlier conversation. But his lips tug upward again at that declaration of heroism. This place has left him rather jaded, and he has little hope left for his own future. But it hasn't dirtied Bakugo's shining ambitions at all, it seems, and that, too, is a kind of strength.]
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Date: 7/6/25 23:53 (UTC)Uh-huh.
[Fanservice, sucking up, how the hell are they any different? Hiyori's told and entire auditorium of people he "loves" them and they're "beautiful" and other crap. Bakugo's being a jerk at the moment; Hiyori's not the only person who gets to taunt his companion in the room.]
I didn't ask for a fucking review.
[He knows all this about himself. Hiyori's words taper off, insinuating he's turning towards the bad revelation once more. Can't blame him for being sore about it, especially after he's spent so long thinking Esikko was a good person. Probably even defended him to some people, leading to an even worse feeling of betrayal now. This is something Hiyori's going to have to deal with on his own.
But he can always count on Bakugo to never give up. He's a hero! Hero's win. Period.]
Come on. I'll show you the rest of the suite.
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Date: 7/7/25 01:53 (UTC)[He smiles, obnoxious and teasing. They really are alike on the taunting-people front...
Hiyori has indeed defended Esikko to people, including his own partner. It sucks. The whole thing sucks. But when Bakugo offers to show him the rest of his suite, well, that makes him pause. Is this an attempt to cheer him up? To distract from his grumbling? Whether it is or not, that's what it feels like, and so Hiyori is quick to smile and stand up from the couch.]
Very well. I'll take the full guided tour, please~♪
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Date: 7/7/25 05:00 (UTC)[Competitive as always. He gave him hot chocolate with marshmallows and sushi along with a lending ear and less yelling than usual while hosting him in his new suite! How the hell is that not worth five fucking stars?! (Uh, cause you're a brat, Bakugo?) Hiyori set himself up for that growling encouragement.
Yes, it is an attempt to get the idol's mind off his issues and let him focus on something else. He can return to his problems later, hopefully with a slightly clearer head. Bakugo pushes himself up and takes the remains of their snack back to the kitchen. If Hiyori wants a refill on his hot chocolate, then he can swing by the kitchen stovetop to grab it. Since the tour's gonna start at the kitchen anyways.]
You've already seen this area.
[Complete with massive kitchen island, fridge and freezer, plenty of drawers and cabinet space, two ovens + stovetops, two dishwashers for whatever fucking reason, and two sinks, one in the island and in the counter.]
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Date: 7/9/25 00:17 (UTC)Cute! ♪ But that's a perfect score, so you'll have to work hard for it! Don't let that discourage you, though. I have lots of faith in you~♪
[Sorry, Bakugo... he says this sort of obnoxious bullshit to his own partner all the time.
Hiyori hasn't made too much progress on his cocoa, since he was sort of distracted by all the weapon and murder talk. Instead of getting a refill, he takes another look around the area.]
They even gave you two dishwashers. And two ovens! Seems perfect for the community meal, don't you think? You could bake twice as many tarts, and twice as much quiche! ♪
[Of course he had to start in on that again. At least that's better than talking about Esikko and Kirma's corpse-bothering crimes??]
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Date: 7/9/25 01:42 (UTC)It's not cute, dammit! [Why the hell do people go for that word around him?!] You need to get your stupid ranking brain checked. I'll destroy it with how great I am!
[Not going to stop him from promising to smash his ranking with every ounce of his power and skill!
Hiyori's free to carry his mug around and sip on the now-lukewarm liquid all he wants. Just don't spill it. Even if the staff will come around and clean it up at Bakugo's demand. Which he doesn't let them, since he cleans his own things up! He's not relying on some staff thinking they're better or more able than him! Fuck room service.]
Learn how to make them and you can have as many as you want, Parrot.
[Fixated on that stuff. Damn. Bakugo lets him wander around the kitchen and explore wherever he wants. Then heads back to the living room Hiyori was in previously. A huge space with a sunken inner area, adjustable sectional couch, arm chairs, massive window with fake scenery glowing along the spacious window seat, and an entertainment center with television and gaming equipment stored away on shelving and in cabinet cubbies.]
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Date: 7/10/25 03:12 (UTC)Great! I'll look forward to seeing you be a five-star host! ♪ Just remember not to shove any food in guests' mouths, since that's an automatic star deduction!
[Though it probably was for the best that Bakugo shut him up this time. Even he can acknowledge that nothing good would have come from rambling any longer about Esikko's terrible, horrible, no-good deeds.
Hiyori would be impressed if he learned that Bakugo insists on doing his own chores despite being an Ace rank. Truly a responsible boy. But not so responsible that he'll volunteer to do a bunch of cooking for free, huh...]
I know how to make quiche. I've watched Jun-kun do it before. But I already signed up to provide drinks for the community meal, so I'll be busy brewing tea.
[And now onto the next part of the tour. After looking around the kitchen some more, they're back in the living room! Same massive couch, same chairs, same fake scenery. This time he focuses on the entertainment center.]
So what sort of entertainment does Baku-kun like? Do you ever watch hero movies? Or do you mostly spend time playing those video game thingamajigs? Why, as an Ace, you could have your very own arcade room, couldn't you?
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Date: 7/10/25 22:48 (UTC)They shouldn't be talking shit if they don't wanna get crammed in the mouth!
[A bunch of variants of "shit" when it comes to that. Stumbling over a curse with stupid innuendos. Prompted to say whatever pervy things on mind. Revealing gross details about crap Bakugo doesn't wanna hear of! All of it warranted whatever's being served being shoved into a flapping maw.
Hiyori's known Bakugo long enough to make an informed guest he'd want to do things on his own rather than let the hotel's stupid staff lurk around in his room without his permission or supervision. Gives him something to do as well (like his schedule needs more stuff). FREE COOKING'S NOT RESPONSIBILITY!! THAT'S MOOCHING!!]
You're gonna need a lot of kettles.
[Unless he thinks an entire party's gonna wait for him to pour from his single dainty pot each time. Bakugo stands by the wall-scrolling window while Hiyori wanders around, since all he did before was sit on the couch and glower over his cup. Yes, the couch has fold-out beds.]
I'm not watching any of the perverted crap they shove here! [Slogging through bins and shelves to find something without a naked figure shoved in his face.] They hardly have anything watchable.
I'd rather win at Chickadees. [Instead of putting a game room in his own suite.]
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Date: 7/12/25 16:59 (UTC)[Using words works, too!! ... sometimes. It is pretty hard to shut him up at other times. And thank goodness the innuendo curse went away after a couple of days...]
True! But I do have one in my room, and others are donating equipment, so everything should turn out fine. This year I'm planning to have all sorts of summery garnishes, like fruit slices and flowers~♪
[Hiyori takes a look at that couch next, noticing the fold-out beds. Bakugo's suite truly has everything.]
It's possible to find normal movies if you dig hard enough. One of my friends here was curious about musicals, so I managed to find some of those for us to watch. I do see your point though.
[As for the bit about Chickadees:]
Baku-kun prefers community centers rather than doing things alone, huh? I'm the same way! [Spoken like a true extravert once again.] Games do seem more fun when you have an opponent. Though you could always try inviting other people to your suite. This living room looks big enough for a slumber party.
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Date: 7/12/25 21:39 (UTC)wasn't that curse in like, february?]Whoever's setting this up is going to be dealing with whatever event the damn bird's got planned. [Trying to throw a social gathering while the hotel's keyed in on "summer storms" or some shit would be ridiculous. But if he's going to come, at least he knows what sort of theme Hiyori's going for.
Bakugo pulls the remote from a shelf and flicks the television on. Of course it tries to turn onto some softcore porn station, but he's already gagged the damn thing with controls, so it ends up getting back at him by showing little more than the scenery he's got on the windows. Mostly revealing to Hiyori the television works, if he's curious.
Yeah, those fold-out couches can fold-in quickly. Even with someone lying on them. Heh heh heh.]
Aa. I found some action films. Someone found a bookstore which doesn't have any smut in it. [Surprisingly it had comic books, which Akira used to tempt Bakugo's presence. He had fun that day.]
THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!! [Stop twisting his words, you damn social butterfly! Bakugo sets the remote in one of the couch arm holders. There's even a fireplace if he wants, complete with fake fire + warmth, and real fire options. Of course there's an open spot in front of it for... duh.]
You came here! [See? He invite people! Or more like, Hiyori wanted to come and Bakugo let him.]
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Date: 7/16/25 03:46 (UTC)[
And may it never come back.]Last year's community meal seemed to go off without a hitch, so hopefully the same will happen this year. But that's the last we should say on the matter, since I'd rather not give them ideas.
[As for the movie thing (and the slumber party thing):]
So you did find some! You could always screen some of those at a slumber party. I know you just said I'm here, and some might say one of me is worth five or ten guests, but there's no harm inviting others and making it a big party. For example, why not invite Leona-kun? I know he loves to sleep. Or you could invite Senku-kun. Otherwise, he'll probably spend all day reading science textbooks! Or you could invite that Scott fellow. The one who wears sunglasses indoors. We spoke while I did his make-up before his film debut, and I heard you two are friendly.
[Sorry, he's not giving up on making social butterfly suggestions. Though it's less that he's trying to push Bakugo into doing anything and more that he's just chatting to take his mind off things.]
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Date: 7/16/25 04:05 (UTC)[Inside voices and topic tact aren't lost considerations, dammit! Not that Bakugo's one to talk.]
If it doesn't have a damn idea already, it's not interested.
[Bakugo instantly jerks his head back as his expression ratchets up into angry disgust. Who the hell does Hiyori think he's talking to?! A slumber party?!]
What do you think I am, five?! [Only kids did something stupid like slumber parties! Plus the idol's rambling again like crazy, flattening the blonde's expression in exasperation.]
Lazy Lion doesn't need a party to sleep, baka. [The guy sleeps 50% of his life away already. As for Senku, Bakugo's lost all contact with him after the statue experiment, so he's not about to try again.]
Haa? What the hell's Shades saying about me? [Does Hiyori need to know Scott and Bakugo have had a few, uh... "slumber parties" already over the months?]
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Date: 7/17/25 14:25 (UTC)[House guests say things you don't like, friends turn out to be murderers... life is full of such things.
The disgust on Bakugo's face strikes him as funny, so alas. The slumber party talk continues!]
Adults can have fun, too, you know. And I have it on good authority that Leona-kun likes sleepovers.
[Don't think too hard about those two sentences in relation to each other, please.]
As for your friend with the sunglasses, we didn't gossip about you too much. He just said he was gearing up to be some sort of superhero back home, so I said, "Like Baku-kun, huh?" And then he said, "Yes, just like that!" I could tell from the look on his face that he thought well of you, since I'm excellent at reading people. It's one of my many talents! ♪
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Date: 7/17/25 21:18 (UTC)[And you either let those things sweep you along, or you slam your feet into the ground and shove a fucking marshmallow in someone's mouth while telling them to shut the fuck up! Your choice, man.
At least he's not plugging Hiyori's mouth for this kind of talk. Somethings are more tolerable than others.]
I never said they can't! [Adults can do whatever they want! In reason. He grumbles when Hiyori mentions Leona's like for sleepovers.] Like that's surprising. Invite him to sleep somewhere and he will.
[He's not thinking hard. Unlike SOMEONE he doesn't have a pink brain.]
Modesty isn't one of them. [Not like Bakugo's one to talk. Though he's far less of a braggart now than he was in middle school. Rather let his single threat warn someone, then prove it in brutal skill.]
His world has superheroes too. Sounds like they're getting started. My world went through a similar evolution.
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