Bakugo skinned the fish from today's catch, smirking as he said, "You did good today, shitty tail." Bakugo's rough voice was laced with amusement as his tail swayed behind his back, and his army green trenchcoat shielded him from the autumn breeze. Kirishima, on the other hand, was taking in the colorful scenery around them and teasing Bakugo, "Looks like you still haven't lost your touch, huh, Mr. Fisherman?" he said with a playful grin.Bakugo rolled his eyes, but couldn't help the small smile that tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Don't act like you're not impressed, Shitty Tail."The two bantered back and forth for a few moments until Kirishima's expression turned serious. "Bakugo, winter is coming soon. We better make the most of this time so the rest of the gang doesn't starve..." Bakugo's glare softened as he looked at Kirishima, and he nodded in agreement. Just as they were about to get back to work, they heard footsteps approaching. Curiosity piqued, they quickly hid to see who or what was