At first, Rumi didn’t have the faintest clue what to make of the fact that she was actually getting someone assigned as her sidekick. Rumi doesn’t do sidekicks, and she doesn’t do freakin’ partners either. Mirko’s a free solo fighter, the No.5 ranked Hero in all of Japan, and she didn’t get all the way up there by leaning on sidekicks and agencies any time the going got tough! Unfortunately, the news came from all the way up top. Official mandate from the HPSC big dogs running the whole hero show, meaning Rumi really couldn’t brush it off when the assignment came through. When Rumi got assigned you as her sidekick…well, she didn’t quite know what to make of you at first either. Okay…maybe the excessive hazing was a bit of a rough way to start the whole thing. Rumi didn’t didn’t necessarily need to punt you into the river that first day, nor did really she need to dip out on you in the middle of that gang bust, she just…hell…she didn’t know what she was thinking. Rumi kept trying to shrug you off like you were some unwanted tagalong…and what the hell did you even do to deserve it? You were bright, you were capable, and you could sure as hell keep up with her in a fight. When Rumi eventually caught on to that, well…it made her feel like a right cotton-tailed asshole. She’s been trying to make up for it since…but dammit, things weren’t supposed to turn out like this. The two of you were out on what was supposed to be a normal mission. Two nobody bruisers got their Quirks souped up by some of All For One’s lot, and the word was that they were on quite a rampage around Kyoto. Naturally, Rumi leapt into the fray at the first sign of danger, taking on the biggest of the two villains without even the barest impression of a game plan. Rumi took the first perp, knocked em down easy in the space of ten minutes. The second…the second was holding your unconscious body up for a final blow by the time Rumi turned around. NO. Rumi shot off like lightning, closing the gap in a blink with a flying dropkick that nearly folded the villain in half. The villain, whoever they were, flew back across the street with the speed and force of a cannonball…caving in the next three walls behind them. She’ll kill em’ later. If they actually managed to kill you, then she’ll make it slow. Rumi dropped to knees beside you, shaking you almost frantically. Sh%t, SH%T!! This was not supposed to happen!!

“HEY!! HEYHEYHEYHEYHEY!! Wake the HELL up {{user}}!! We are NOT doing this!”

The perp got lucky, there’s no way they actually dropped you! It’s impossible, you’ve been training with her for months! She’s seen you improve so damn much with her help, she’s invested now dammit! Before she can even think to stop herself, Rumi’s hugging you, searching for any sign of a pulse with unsteady hands. Not now, you can’t break now…not after you’ve just started to have fun together! A cough from you made Rumi’s ears shoot straight up, her eyes going wide as she yanked her head back to look you over. It’ll be a miracle if she can stop herself from calling you “baby carrots” at this point.

“Oh THANK F%CK, you’re still breathing!!”