Sexy Bakugo Embarrasses Himself Live

"Jilan Jiyu, what are you doing here!?" Bakugo yelled. "And you killed this guy!?"

"There's no way around it. If you see someone charging at you with a knife and a menacing expression, anyone would instinctively attack, right?" Jilan shrugged. "By the way, I didn't use my Quirk; it's in accordance with the rules of self-defense."

Jilan picked at her ear and calmly continued, "Besides, it's Sunday today, the Work-Study Program is over, so it's not surprising that I'm here. But you, isn't your work over yet?"

Yaoyorozu lives in Setagaya Ward, a traditional affluent area; Kendo lives in Toshima Ward, a popular area for Chinese dramas; Jilan lives in Ikebukuro Suginami Ward. All three live in different places, and after entering Tokyo, Jilan and the other two take different trains.

"None of your business!" Bakugo snorted, squatted down, and began Search the criminal's pockets.

"If you're looking for a knife, I've already got it." As if by magic, Jilan produced a folding knife from her empty hand, twirled it, and then handed it to Bakugo, reminding him, "This is a controlled weapon, be careful."

Without a word, Bakugo snatched the knife and dragged the unconscious criminal out of the subway. Jilan, carrying his luggage, followed him out of the car and asked curiously, "Is this guy a copycat of the Hero Killer? His clothes are very similar to his."

Bakugo, though somewhat impatient, nodded in response. "Yeah, ever since the Hero Killer was arrested, a lot of criminals dressed similarly to him have appeared in Tokyo these past few days, using the Hero Killer's name to commit robberies and murders."

Bakugo's eyes flashed with an expression that was hard to tell whether it was resentment or anger, "Jilan, you should know this has a lot to do with Deku. That guy actually dared to face the Hero Killer; he's courting death!"

The news of Midoriya and Todoroki's injuries had already spread throughout the class. Although Midoriya and the others did not say what the specific reason was, Iida was still Uraraka into saying "I'm very sorry" in the class group chat.

"If Midoriya hadn't gone, Iida might have met with some mishap. I don't think he did anything wrong." Jilan turned his gaze to Bakugo's back, a look of surprise in his eyes. Bakugo's clothes were tattered, and there were burn marks on his shoulder blades. "You're injured. Do you need my help treating you? What's this guy's Quirk? Is it a flame-like Quirk like Todoroki's?"

Bakugo's face instantly turned black. Could he say that this was his own burn? If he had successfully caught the criminal, it would be fine; he could say it was a clever idea. But the criminal was being held back by Jilan. Even if he hadn't gotten rid of the slime, the criminal wouldn't have escaped.

"Shut up, what do you care if I'm injured or not!" Bakugo snapped back, tossing the criminal to Jilan before walking ahead. At the corner, he retrieved his two grenades and reloaded them.

Looking at the placement of Bakugo's hand armor and the scorch marks on the pillar, Jilan quickly understood what had happened. Although she didn't know what the criminal's Quirk was, it was probably the kind of thing that would be wrapped around the back and restrict movement.

Just like the sludge monster who took Bakugo back in middle school.

"Bakugo's here, and he's caught the enemy!" At the subway entrance, a Pro Hero with neatly combed hair shouted into his communicator before running over with a look of surprise. He stopped in front of Bakugo and scolded, "Bakugo, you need to know that discipline is the most important thing to the Best Jeanist! You disobeyed orders and went off on your own to chase the enemy. You should know that this is a major taboo in your future career!"

"Tch." Perhaps feeling embarrassed at being taught a lesson in front of Jilan, Bakugo turned his face away, his expression resentful but he didn't say anything. He knew he had made a mistake.

"Bakugo, forget it." The Pro Hero wanted to say something but sighed and didn't say anything, shaking his head helplessly. "Your internship is almost over, and it's a bit presumptuous of you to use a senior's tone now. Come back to the agency with me and see what the Best Jeanist thinks of you."

The Pro Hero took the unconscious criminal from Jilan's arms, bowed to Jilan (Jilan who was dressed in ordinary casual clothes, so he mistook Jilan for an ordinary citizen), and said, "Thank you for your selfless help. With citizens like you, we Pro Hero will definitely protect your safety and catch these criminals!"

Jilan shook his head and said with a smile, "Senior, I'm Bakugo's classmate. There's no need for you to be so polite to me. Helping you is just part of my job."

"So you're classmates?" The Pro Hero glanced at Bakugo and said, "If you don't mind, you can come with us to the police station to file a report. The police will record your act of bravery."

Do we need to go to the police station? If we need to give a statement, it can take a very long time.

Jilan thought for a moment, then shook her head. "No, I just rushed back from somewhere else, and I need to go home as soon as possible." As she spoke, Jilan weighed the suitcase in her other hand.

"Since that's the case, I won't bother you any longer." The Pro Hero saluted Jilan and then dragged the criminal towards the subway entrance, where police cars were waiting.

Bakugo followed behind the Pro Hero, then suddenly turned around and said somewhat reluctantly, "Jilan, thank you."

Bakugo actually thanked someone!?

Jilan was even more surprised than when she first saw Bakugo's hairstyle, which was the same as the Best Jeanist's. Could it be that he had changed that much after spending a week with the fourth-ranked Pro Hero?

Seeing Jilan's surprised expression, Bakugo's hair instantly stood on end, and he snapped, "Hey, what's with that look? I'll kill you! Don't think you're so great just because I thanked you. Remember, you still owe me a serious fight!"

Indeed, a person's nature is not so easily changed.

"Bakugo, you're Pro Hero, don't keep talking about killing people!" Bakugo's senior placed his hand on Bakugo's head and, with some kind of miraculous skill, instantly smoothed out his hair, leaving Bakugo with only wide-eyed stares.

"Pfft." Jilan couldn't help but laugh again. "Bakugo, I think this hairstyle suits you really. You look like a Student Council engaged in a battle of wits in love."

"What nonsense are you spouting? Do you want to die?!" Although he didn't know what Jilan was saying, Bakugo thought Jilan was mocking him!

More than ten minutes had passed by the time Jilan walked along the path leading to the residential area. It was completely dark, and only the sound of the small tires of Jilan's suitcase rubbing against the ground echoed in her ears.

When Jilan saw the two men in black at his doorstep, he suddenly stopped, cold sweat breaking out on his face. He finally understood why Kyoka Makoto and the others hadn't returned for two days, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Jilan took two steps back, and before the two men could notice her, she turned to leave.

Anyway, all his things were in his suitcase. He planned to stay at Ibara Shiozaki's place tonight and go to school tomorrow. Jilan had a good plan, but as he backed away, his suitcase suddenly ran over a small stone, making a crisp sound.

Oh no!

As Jilan turned around again, two Dark Shadow pounced on him instantly!