Making Up the Word Count

There is a saying that has been widely circulated.

It is said that "one should not have the heart to harm others, but one must not be without the heart to guard against others."

At this moment, it would be impossible for Uraraka Shige to say that he was completely unprepared and without any concerns when facing this guy who suddenly appeared.

He was extremely wary of this guy who had suddenly appeared.

Therefore, they certainly wouldn't just nod in agreement and foolishly follow along.

If he knew something about this guy and he had enough strength to make it impossible for him to escape, then he might give up resisting, obediently follow him, feign compliance, and wait for an opportunity to act.

However, Uraraka Shige didn't know much about this guy. Although the fact that this guy could appear behind him without him noticing suggested that he was probably quite strong, Uraraka Shige felt that now that he was prepared, the outcome of the fight was really hard to predict.

In fact, they never actually started fighting.

"No, thank you, I already have plans with someone else."

Uraraka Shige.

The guy with the missing ear looked regretful and shrugged.

"Well... that's a shame."

As he spoke, he retreated into the darkness and disappeared.

Uraraka Shige curiously took out her phone to take a picture. There were several cars there, but no one in sight, and no trace of anyone having moved them.

"Terrifying technique..."

Uraraka Shige muttered something to herself and continued walking towards the south corner of the parking lot.

After he moved the light from his phone away, a figure suddenly emerged from behind a support pillar in the darkness, greedily scanning Uraraka Shige's body with eyes that looked like they were appraising merchandise.

"Robustness body... Uraraka Shige, you'll be mine sooner or later!"

A murmured, dreamlike murmur echoed in the darkness, but it did not spread, and no one knew it.

After walking a distance, Uraraka Shige didn't encounter another guy asking him if he needed a ride, and smoothly arrived at the location he had inquired about earlier... a place with a fire bucket in the southern corner of this underground parking lot.

Near the fire barrel lay four extremely disheveled men, looking almost like vagrants.

These guys were still fast asleep, and the unpleasant odor emanating from them made Uraraka Shige somewhat hesitant.

'Is this really the guy I've been looking for?'

Uraraka Shige couldn't help but start to doubt himself, but after much hesitation, he still tried to be as polite as possible to wake the four guys up.

However, these four guys completely ignored Uraraka Shige's politeness; all they felt was anger at being woken up.

But they didn't say or do anything to Uraraka Shige. They just got up with angry expressions and tidied up—rolling up the newspapers they were lying on and taking them away... it was their bed.

To be honest, in this world of 'Quirk,' homeless people who still retain their original, authentic selves are becoming increasingly rare. Most of them have evolved into individuals who resemble 'enemies.'

A few others strayed into the battle between the 'enemies' and 'heroes,' were affected by the fighting, and then... that was the end of it.