You and Bakugou walked down the hallway, which was dim and not well lit by the lights on the ceiling. You had the task of capturing an illegal arms dealer who was more dangerous than expected.

And now, you were disguised as ordinary customers, placed an order and were going to red-handedly catch him.

You, of course, as always, started jokes, humor, looked around with curiosity and behaved in general like a child, as always, while walking down the corridor to the designated office.