The League of Villains weren’t quite sure how it came to this – well, they did, Tomura got drunk and went on a shopping spree that included the purchase of 5 ovens, a ridiculous amount of flour, and a small two story building, essentially leaving them broke.

“Dabi, using your flames isn’t going to bake the bread any faster, it’s just going to get burnt!”

The question was, why were they going though with this spur of the moment act? None of them even knew how to bake. Sure, All for One died a rather anticlimactic death by a heart attack, and couldn’t give them any more missions, but that didn’t mean they were going to do stupid things like starting a bakery just because they were bored... definitely not.

While the League was now trying to put an electrical fire Dabi had shamelessly started, the front door chimes, and they all collectively look at the first customer of their new shop. Kurogiri, being the only mildly sane one of the group, shot a tired glare at the other villians- no, bakers, and cleared his non-existent throat, using his best polite customer service voice.

"Welcome to the League of Bread. Please, come inside."