Ch.18

I stared at Nezu for a few moments then sat down across from him on the opposite couch.

"So, What is this 'Offerʼ," I asked and leaned forward with a grin that spread across my face in clear amusement.

Nezu let out a squeaky chuckle and took another sip from his tea before answering, "Well young man, I would first like to ask you a question." he said with an unreadable expression.

I couldn't help but feel a spark of amusement that triggered my Tourette's "HAHAHA~!" his eyes shined with curiosity at my sudden burst of laughter.

"Hm, Is that Tourettes?" He said with curiosity written all over his rat-bear face. I nodded after my laughing ended.

"Yeah, I have had it since I was a child," I said, my smile still on my face. He nodded took a sip of his tea and continued by saying "Is it only laughter?" he asked and I nodded once more.

"Yup, I got quite lucky in that regard," I said with a chuckle. "So what's your question?" I asked leaning back onto the couch.

"What drives you?" he asked "What truly drives you to be a vigilante?" He asked which made me raise an eyebrow, didn't I say something about this in that interview, I did when I was a kid.

"And before you say anything about the interview I know you were lying so, please, give me your true reason." He said putting his now empty cup of tea on the coffee table.

"…" I look at him my smile lessening by a small margin. I signed and sat up straight on the couch.

"Entertainment," I said with a serious expression. "Why the fuck would I, a guy with the potential to break mountains sit in a normal day-to-day job." I laughed stood up and walked over to the cabinet I had in my living room and grabbed a bottle of whiskey.

I cracked it open and took a swig from it, Nezu narrowed his eyes at me drinking alcohol but didn't comment on it.

"You see Nezu, I am a very selfish person," I said my smile now completely gone replaced by a cold, calm and contemplative one.

"I want money, fame and woman," I said taking another drink from the bottle. "True I may want to save a few people who are in need of help but that's an afterthought." I brought the bottle with me to the couch and sat back down while looking into Nezu's black eyes.

"Sure I may be a bit of a selfish individual but I have morals. I won't kill unless it's the last option, that is a thing every hero also commits to. I am no different." I took a big gulp from the bottle.

"I believe that there are people out there who only want to save people for the purpose of being a hero but I ain't one of them." the bottle was now half empty but I would not get drunk unless I wanted to, I have a poison resistance quirk that I can switch on and off to get drunk if I want. I know that could leave me with opportunities to be killed but think about it I already can't be killed because of my ability.

"So Nezu, Do you have a problem with that?" I said and Nezu looked at me with an expression I couldn't read.

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Ps: you were originally only getting this chapter on Thursday but I thought I would just drop it so you guys would be happy.

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