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Sitting in the back of an armored SUV was Koku Hanabata.
The leader of Japan's Hearts and Mind political party and the leader of Re-Destro's tal Liberation Army's political influence division.
He was a plain-looking Japanese man with a thin mustache, modern glasses and slicked back hear reaching down to his neck. He wore an exquisite black suit with a long matching scarf draped around his shoulders, atop his long black coat.
His villain na, Trumpet, was chosen based on his Quirk -or as his people call it, ta Ability-, Incite.
This ability allows him to enhance the physical and ntal abilities of anyone he commands so long as they are devoted to him.
The louder his voice the more powerful the specific effect.
As his driver was taking him around Tokyo, the seats opposite him were empty aside from a small briefcase resting across it.
Looking out the window he sees mid-day Tokyo passing by, sowhat disgusted by all the people walking on the street. So content with being sheep in a crowd. Ignoring and limiting what makes them truly unique just because the governnt tells them that's what they should do.
Shaking his head he takes out his phone to check it, seeing dozens of notifications. The average day for a man of his station. As the leader of one of Japan's 12 political parties, people always tried to get his attention.
But currently, they were among the less popular groups, sothing which he hoped to solve with this eting.
As he's checking his schedule for today his assistant gives him a call, which he gladly answers.
"Yes?"
"Sir, I managed to get you onto the 'Aftermath Special' tonight, to discuss the future ramifications of the Kamino Ward incident."
"Good, make so ti for in the schedule tonight and I'll be there. That will be a great ti to open the eyes of the public as to why Quirk Regulations shouldn't be so strict..."
"Yes sir, and should I move ahead with the expanded marketing budgets for the district elections next month?"
"Not just yet," he tells her. "I'm currently heading to the eting I ntioned, he accepted at the last minute so I had to rush over."
"Oh, with---"
"Yeah. If he joins our cause, or atleast supports our political party, then we'll be able to afford the new marketing easily. But even more important than that, we'll more easily be able to win over the public..."
"Yes sir, but, if he doesn't?" she asks.
"He will," Koku says. "But even if he doesn't, Re-Destro will simply use Detnerat to fund us as he always has."
"But aren't we doing this to avoid looking owned by one major company?" she asks.
"Yes, but nobody will be surprised if a company that makes Quirk Support Equipnt for Pro Heroes and civilians supports the political party that encourages regular people to use their Quirks. That's just good business on their part, after all, a mutually beneficial arrangent on both sides."
"Right, good point sir."
"Oh, one more thing," Koku says. "UA will be starting the second sester tomorrow, which ans Horizon won't be in Tokyo. Contact Geten, I want to stage a villain attack and have so of our people playing the part of civilians successfully chase off the villains, that should raise interest in our cause."
"Right, but why wait until UA opens tomorrow?"
Koku shakes his head, "because, for the first day of school Horizon will obviously be present. And that ans he won't be in Tokyo to arrest our people posing as villains."
"Oh, good point, I'll get in contact with him right away sir."
"Good," Koku sees them arrive at the front of Feel Good Inc.'s building in Minato Tokyo. "I need to go, I'll call you when the eting is over."
And as they part in front of the building currently housing one of Japan's top pharmaceutical companies, the door opens and Tomoyasu Chikazoku, one of its board mbers enters the vehicle.
He takes the seat opposite Koku and shuts the door behind him.
Tomoyasu Chikazoku was a lanky man of average height, wearing an all-black suit with hair to match. His hair was long, reaching his waist, with long bangs covering his eyes.
"This had better be good Trumpet," Tomoyasu says.
"Trust Skeptic, this is worth leaving that board eting early," Koku says.
Skeptic is Tomoyasu's codena within the ta Liberation Army. The leader of their intelligence division and also the manager of their technological infrastructure.
While his Quirk: Anthropomorph, allows him to transform human-sized objects into realistic doll copies of himself or other people and remotely control them, he rarely ever uses it.
His true worth cos from his ability to hack into almost any system he's encountered. He's also a genius at logistical managent, making him the perfect accountant and resource manager for the entire army.
"So what are we doing?" Skeptic asks.
"I got the eting, it was last minute but he said he has a free lunch opening today and only today," Koku says.
"Ahh," Skeptic looks at the briefcase on the seat beside him and opens it, taking out the new laptop and phone inside and getting to work. "I'll have this phone ready to make a clone of his in a few minutes, but we'll have to be at the sa table for atleast thirty minutes for it to clone his phone."
"That won't be a problem," Skeptic says. "We'll be eating at that new restaurant, Golden Hearts..."
"Golden Hearts?" Skeptic asks. "I've heard about there, they ask you to leave all phones outside of the dining area, this won't work."
"It will," Koku says. "You let worry about that, but now the things I asked you about, how did it go?"
"Mmm," Skeptic grumbles while typing away. "Just a bunch of rumors and nonsense. Can't tell what's real and what's fake."
"Even you can't tell?"
"Mhm, but this phone should solve that," he gestures to the phone. "But all the research I've done tells this dude is pretty well connected. All the rumors say he's Yakuza royalty."
"But Yakuza don't have money like this," Koku says. "And besides they're barely a street gang anymore."
"Yeah well, aside from a few parties here and there, he keeps to himself, just buys up anything he can. It's like he's playing monopoly, but instead of making money he's slowly losing money."
"Losing money?"
"Mhm, his profitable companies make a good amount but he's still losing maybe two million each month in payroll alone."
"And the chances of him supporting us?"
"Hmm, can't tell," Skeptic says. "He hasn't been in the public eye enough to say anything for or against our cause. But that's the point right? You're offering him so political power in Japan."
"Exactly," Koku says. "But we need him more than he needs us, as far as I can tell he doesn't care about politics. But having his na attached to us would an quite a lot."
"So if he says no, we use this," Skeptic waves the phone in the air. "I've been unable to track his money or break into his companies systems remotely, being this close to him should make that much easier. Then I'm sure we'll find so dirt we can use, but how do you plan to keep this phone close enough to his?"
As Skeptic asks that, as if one queue the vehicle cos to a stop, and a tall muscular man enters, sitting beside Kuko.
"Oh," Skeptic says. "That makes things a lot easier," he goes back to work.
The man who entered was Tatsuyuki Tokona, aka the Pro Hero known as Slide N Go. At the mont however he was wearing a simple suit instead of his skin-tight Hero Costu.
His Quirk: Slip and Slide allows him to remove the friction between his body and anything he touches, increasing his mobility and allowing him to chase down villains at high speeds.
"Most unusual," Slide N Go says. "How co we're all eting like this in public, this is against MLA regulation for commanders and captains to et in public like this."
"We have a good cover," Koku says, "Honesty. You're one of the spokespersons for the Hearts and Mind party and we're on our way to et a new potential sponsor. And Skeptic is a backer of the party, it's all legit."
"Right, and the MLA business?"
"You'll just have to hold onto this," Skeptic hands him the phone. "The restaurant we're going to doesn't allow guests to keep their phones on them, but since you're a Pro Hero they have to allow you to keep yours."
"I see," Slide N Go nods and puts it in his jacket pocket. "Using the unfairness of this flawed society to bring it down."
"Alright," Skeptic shuts the laptop. "The phone is ready, when it's within a few feet of his phone it'll recognize his number and begin closing everything from his phone, including his account info, into itself."
"Good, because we're here," Koku says as they pull up to the front of the hotel.
The Golden Hearts Hotel. A 60-story hotel with the now extrely popular restaurant on the roof. New and already incredibly popular, as well as recognizable with its dark colors and golden accents.
As well as the intricate golden heart logo, also known now as the Matani Estate Logo on the front of the building. The sa design that Law Matani has on his shoulders, not that the world is aware of that.
The n step out of the building and look up at it, knowing their host was on the roof already.
"Well, ti to make a new friend," Koku says as he enters the building, marching toward Law Matani.
But not at all ready for the monster he was about to experience...
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