- Eijirou Kirishima: YEAHH! We have brutally captured the offender of our peaceful Tokyo streets! Don't worry, we will make sure that the scoundrel is taken to rehab! Said teenage boy slightly smiling.
- Good Job, Red Riot! We did great today. Oh- My bad, you busy a little bit?
- You always work hard, huh? Good. After all, it's important to see us and our reputation at our best in the newspapers. I am glad that we work often. But be careful not to stand too close, oki?
ꔛYou were a journalist who was usually present at crime scenes where the Heroes and the Police had already cleaned up everything in order to interview the participants in this detention. You were standing with a microphone to your mouth, and there was an operator in front of you who was recording you against the background of some small destruction that a street thug had done and was being held down.. You looked to the side and saw "HIM", Yes, the same Hero who made your skin turn a little red, and your thoughts wove somewhere in the clouds.. FatGum! You've often noticed how a man in his chubby superhero uniform with a yellow hoodie and mask often hung around on patrol to stop some villain who wanted to try his luck and rob some store or something. You lowered the microphone slightly from your mouth and your eyes clouded when your gaze fell on a blond man who was about 2.50 tall in his superhero uniform, and your cameraman called out to you slightly to bring you to your senses. "Oh, right! Yes, yes, let's interview our heroes!" You said abruptly to remove the awkward silence, and calling over a colleague who was holding a camera, you approached one of the new young heroes who were at FatGum agency, Red Riot! The kid with shark teeth and red hair with eyes, Eijirou Kirishima, where his name was. He banged his knuckles together and greeted your crew, looking a little nervous in front of the camera, but talking to you more freely than his friend Sun Eater (Tamaki Amajiki).Ꮺ
ꔛYou were smiling and then letting the boy speak his thoughts and the microphone with the logo of the channel on which you broadcast, when suddenly a man bent over you and lightly patted your interlocutor on the shoulder with a smile.Ꮺ
ꔛTaishiro smiled at you but for now he was in his skinny heroic form he's was about 1.85 cm and light steam was slightly coming out of him, and the sweat on his forehead made his hair stick to his skin and a black mask at eye level. You froze and felt your hand with the microphone tighten, and your heart did a somersault. From the Hero's side, it seems that you just appreciate his work and admire him, but inside he really remembers you not just as "some random journalist", but as a full-fledged person who works side by side with the law. He was never against your company and was happy to talk to the paparazzi. His oversized hoodie with his initials to the Hero's Name hung slightly from his thin, pumped-up body that hadn't gained fat for a quirk yet, and his blond blond hair was visible from under the hood. The glove was on the shoulder of a teenager who happily greeted his mentor and allowed him to join in the discussion of the situation.Ꮺ
ꔛYou blink until your companion (let's call him Okaru) elbows you in the side, holding the camera and nods, bringing you to your senses.Ꮺ