Chapter 142 - My CO Stash #42 - Friendly Foreign Exchange Student Spiderman! by Zaru (MCUXMyHeroAcademia) (1/2)

-Peter Parker gets isekai'd to the MHAverse after the whole Thanos snap. He'll be ousting Mineta from Class 1A~ Author never dissapoints!

Sypnosis: Peter Parker died as a result of the Infinity Gauntlet on Titan. He awakens in a new world of heroes and villains in a foreign country... How will Peter cope and adapt in this new environment as he makes new friends and enemies... (MCUxMHA crossover, Pairing Undecided).

Rated: T

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Chapter 0+1

They had lost...

After saving the wizard from the alien, shooting said alien out of the Space Donut, and joining Mr. Stark and Dr. Strange to some planet and meeting a ragtag group of people with weird abilities... they banded together to fight Thanos, the Mad Titan. The Last of his Kind. Wielder of the Infinity Stones.

Now he saw his new comrades fade away one after the other, and he-

It's coming...

He can sense it yet...

He can't avoid it.

No matter how hard he struggles... he too will fade.

Peter felt sick, wanting to vomit. His heart was clenched as he staggered amongst the debris towards Mr. Stark. ”Mister Stark? I don't feel so good...” He uttered. He saw the look of pure despair and horror in Mr. Stark's face as he stumbled towards him.

”You're alright.” Tony said as calmly as possible, hugging him as tight as possible.

”I don't know what's- I don't know what's happening. I don't-” He fell into his c_h_e_s_t, hearing Tony wince but he hugged him as tight as he could, and Peter couldn't control it. He felt it's many pinpricks... and he wept. This was different when he was young and he lost his parents. This was different when he got bit and then lost Uncle Ben and did nothing...

The ones closed to him had died.

”Save me, save me! I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go, sir, please. Please, I don't wanna go. I don't wanna go...” He sobbed, and he felt his legs get weak as Tony lied him down. The older man, the Iron Man, leader of the Avengers and his hero, his idol, bloodied and bruised and broken after fighting that monster... was shedding tears too.

Peter took a deep breath, looking back up at him... HE couldn't feel his shoulder blades, or his feet. He saw the loss in Tony's eyes... the despair and sheer horror of he was witnessing...

He saw himself. Back when he was cradling Uncle Benjamin Parker and...it gave him some semblance of peace. Was this how Uncle Ben felt when he was passing away? Losing a loved one in his arms... now it has come full circle.

Aunt May... Ned... Michelle... Mr. Stark...

”I'm sorry.”

He exhaled one last time, and felt his entire body go numb. And darkness took him.

(X)

It was cool and dark there...

And then there was light.

Peter Parker gasped for air, sitting up and panting. It felt as if he was underwater for the longest time, c_h_e_s_t rising and falling as he looked around, his sight blurry as he tried to adjust to the environment around him. ”Mr. Stark!” He tried to sit up, feeling nothing but pavement as he stumbled and fell on his knees. He gasped, looking at his hands, then down at his body, still covered in the nano-machine powered Iron Spider suit. He looked back and forth, head on a swivel.

This wasn't the orange tinted alien world, one of ruined sh_i_p_s and buildings and potholes. It had a blue sky... buildings... the sounds of the hustle and bustle of the suburbs. He looked over the edge, realizing he was on top of a skyscr_a_p_er.

He stumbled backward, gripping and releasing his fists as he looked down at his hands. Just...what was going on? Peter can see billboards in the distance that had unique Asian words, the likes of which you only see in Chinatown or Little Tokyo. And... some english.

”Where... am I? Didn't... I die?” He asked, remembering how death crawled all over him and yet he could not escape. Peter tapped his wrist, trying to draw up some communicator. He got his helmet back on however, the nanomachines sliding over his face as he looked through the Heads Up Display.

Energy Levels=Normal.

Communications=No Connection

”No connection... but wh-” He was cut off by the sound of sirens and of explosions, making him perk up and look in the distance.

Some.. giant man-shark-big nose thingy causing a rampage. He was bigger than a three story building!

Peter... didn't know what was going on. Didn't know where he was.

But people were in trouble. He saw train tracks leading to the commotion...

He will ask questions later. For now...

”Time to be a Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man.”

Peter began slinging towards the giant shark man, which is a good thing because it means his web shooters still work. Other good things, people were happy to see him!

They shout and wave at him as he soars over them. One boy looks up, mouth hanging open as Peter waves down to him. They were speaking in foreign tongue.

Another tug on his webs, a flip for the audience, and he lands in his crouch atop a powerline.

Good news, people are cheering for him showing up!

Bad news, Shark Giant sees him. No time to think on how he got here, when this guy is running amok.

”Hey big guy, I know everyone likes to see Shamu but you're taking the cosplay a little too seriously.”

Shark Man blinks, only to grit his teeth and swipe at the tower. His hand tears through the metal, sending it over the edge of the bridge.

”Oh geez!” Peter screams.

He fires out a line of web, catching it but man this thing is heavy! A crash, and suddenly there's no weight. Peter glances over and there's someone under that huge spire. A guy that could give the Incredible Hulk a run for his money for muscles and has a really pronounced jawline! He's struggling to keep the tower off ground, but he looks up at Peter. There's surprise, and Peter feels the need to be anywhere but here!

He dives to the side, just as the shark man's hand smashes where he once was. Flipping onto his outstretched arm, Peter runs up his arm even as the shark giant tries to swat him off. His hit goes wide as Peter dodges by inches.

”Hey you know you're standing on a train track, people use these to get to work you know!” Peter says, getting close enough to crack his foot against the shark's snot.

He stumbles, but catches himself and stars at Peter with rage in his eyes.

”てめえのようなバグごときにぶっつぶしてやる!!!”

”I have no clue what that means, but I'm pretty sure it's nothing nice.” Peter spoke to himself, then he saw Asian words lace out on screen and then transform into English.

”Translation of classical Kanji: I'll crush you like the bug you are.”

Huh, the suit has a translator, that's neat.

Shark Giant swings, only to roar in frustration as Peter dodges yet again. However his attention is soon drawn by someone that looks like he's made of wood. He reaches out and did his arms just turn into tree branches!? And they're wrapping around Sharkgiant's arm! Peter landed beside the dark spandex-covered woodman, amazed.

”Are you made of wood?! That's awesome!” Peter gushes.

The wood guy stares at him

”キッド?”

”Translation: A kid?”

”Well more of a teenager re-”

A face full of shark man fist cuts Peter off, a long and loud drawn out ”EAALLLLYYY?!” Sounding out. Weightlessness and dizziness fill Peter, and on reflex, he throws out two lines of webbing to slow himself down. They connect, and Peter gets way to close to the crowd of people that he'd like. Most move away, but one kid stares at him with stars in his eyes. A plain face with freckles and a mop of untidy green hair.

”Hey man, bye man!” Peter yells, pulling against the webbing and launching him right back into the thick of it.

His flight is perfect, the shark guy is too focused on wood man. Oh this is going to be so co-

”Canyon Cannon!” And a massive beige leg, or rather an even bigger giant appeared, striking the Shark Giant, and sending him flying! But Peter couldn't stop his flight towards-

So like a fly on a windshield, Peter slammed into a rear the size of his room. Good news, not the worse hit, since it was soft, nor did the following fall back down to the ground hurt that badly, with his head hitting the pavement. The Iron Spider suit protected the worst, but the sense of exhaustion from his fight on Titan combined with a concussion was taking him into a nap.

Bad news, when Peter shakes the stars out of his eyes, muscle-jaw man, the wood guy and the biggest woman he's ever seen are staring down at him.

”Uhh... hi.” He waved, before closing his eyes as he heard the sounds of sirens.

(X)

So yeah, here's a surprise. Me and IKnowNothing have begun tossing ideas around, and watching Avengers: Infinity War and seeing the roller coaster Peter was on made me think.

What if he got warped to another dimension via Snap-Dust? So yeah, Peter wakes up in the world of My Hero Academia. How will he adjust to all these paid superheroes? As for trying to get a way back home, well...

Tony did say it was a one-way ticket...

As for pairings, that is in the works. But it won't be Tsuyu or Ochako. Sorry for all those froppy lovers out there, I am not big on her, while Izuku/Ochako is OTP fight me.

Anyways, hope you enjoy! Will be writing this on the side alongside Nothing is Eternal. I'm also working on a story called Exodus with Ld1449 on both Spacebattles and Sufficient Velocity.

Chapter 1

You know what sucks? Waking up after a fight.

Don't get it twisted, waking up after a fight is a great thing, it's the biggest sign that you got out of the fight, a literal wake up call. However, everything sucks. Your entire body aches, some or every part of you hurts to move, you want to eat or drink, the list goes on.

Why couldn't you wake up nice and comfy after a fight? Is that to much to ask? You put your b_u_t_t through the tough stuff to get here, would it be so hard to wake up all nice and cozy? You know, get something out of getting your b_u_t_t kicked.

Unfortunately, even with Mr Starks awesome suit, waking up still sucks.

”Ugh, Mr Stark, your suits not that comfy to sleep in.”

Wait, Mr Stark...

Space...

Aliens...

Thanos...

Shamu!

Big butt!

...

Feeling the numbness all over him as death sweeps over him and reduces him to-

Peter gasped and jumped up, latching to the ceiling before he could stop himself. Out of ceilings he's crawled on, wasn't that bad. Clean but pretty bland. Not very fair, most cells don't really go all out with the color anyway.

Wait a minute, cell?

Peter looked around, his suits visors picking up on every detail that came his way. Sure enough, he's in a jail cell. One plank for a bed, one toilet, one big light but no window and no bars?

… aren't those important?

Either way, Peter falls from the ceiling. He needed to find someone, there are too many questions going through his head. First and foremost? Why is he not dead?

Wait no, bad question for now.

Better question, when was there so many superheroes? Did the Avengers have a recruitment drive while he was in space?

And where the heck is he? Why were there giants and wood-people now? Sure there was the alien lady with antenna and Drax looking all clay-like, but this was even stranger. He walked forward, only to bounce straight off. Shaking off the hit, Peter blinked and held out a hand. He took a step forward, and his hand hit something solid.

”Invisible walls?”

There's a sound of footsteps and Peter sees the creepiest mime ever! He's in a police uniform, why?

”Umm... hello?” He asked, waving his hand.

The mime tilts his head in confusion.

”彼は起きていますか” comes a voice.

”Translating: Is he awake?”

Another police officer, this one looking like a normal person walks in with black hair and asian features and a scowl. Peter blinks, ”Oh yeah, I just got up,” he says rubbing his shoulders, ”Ummm.. hello there Officer? I just want to let you know that I didn't do anything wrong. I helped with saving some civilians from that monster-guy earlier. Not that I'm telling you guys how do your jobs. Keep up the good work, thank you for your service and all that you… police.”

The officer's fance scrunches in confusion, and the mime hasn't moved from his position.

”あなたはこれのどれかを手に入れましたか” he asks his partner.

”Translating: You getting any of this?”

The mime shakes his head. Oh crap they don't understand him! How are they going to talk? How is he going to get back to New York!? Wait, they're bringing out a phone. Officer nods at mime guy and suddenly, Peter can't hear anymore.

Did they just ghost him?

That's just mean!

”Okay, not cool ghosting me like that!” Peter shouted, sitting on the edge of the bed with crossed arms. He looked around the walls of his cell... He could maybe punch his way out, or utilize the Iron Spider's legs to chip his way out, but he has a lot of respect for the police. He doesn't want to cause any trouble, not when he can just contact Mr. Stark and-

Mr. Stark...

Peter let out a sigh and his shoulder slumped, looking at the floor. He had to get information. Or was this all just some crazy dream and he droned out on the bus. Maybe that's it. All he has to do is wait for Ned to wake him up.

Oh well, no point complaining about it. Officer man looked to be in a heated conversation over the phone. With his back turned, Peter didn't have a clue what he was saying.

Could this suit read lips?

Peter shook his head. This was one of Mr Stark's suits, of course it could read lips? Right?

The officer puts away the phone and turns enough for Peter to see him gulp. Then immediately he stands at attention, the mime right behind him following. A second later, a new officer in a much nicer uniform comes in. He stands there, tux and all with short faded red hair and mismatched eyes. One red, one black. He glances a red eye back at mime, whose hands go on a machine gun pace while the other officer grabs a chair from the left.

Tux man sits down and straightens his tie, running a hand through his hair. ”Hello.”

Peter blinked. ”You can speak english?”

”A little bit.” He responded, his accent thick, but coherent.

”Oh thank god you have no idea how long I thought I was going to have to read subtitles in my suit. Makes everything really distracting cause like people are talking but stuff is happening so what do I focus on the words or the action it gets really confusing man. So... thanks.” Peter said, springing up. He just has to keep on talking... and he'll wake up.

The tux man took the entire breathless ramble in stride, albeit with a quirked eyebrow.

”I'm sure it is. Now, I am Police Chief Botan Fukuda, I run this precinct.”

”Oh nice to meet you sir,” Peter said with a nod. ”I'm Spiderman.”

Botan raised an eyebrow, ”Bit early to give yourself a hero name isn't it, Vigilante?”

”Isn't naming yourself like the first thing that you do? I mean, I can't give my real name and all because, identities and all.”

Botan looked more confused. ”Young man, I believe you are mistaken.” and his eyes narrowed, making Peter nervous. ”It's illegal to use your quirk without a hero licence. We ran your face through the database, no licence for anyone matching your description or your costume. We even tried to remove it, but it would not budge.”

”Oh, uhh...” Peter then felt the nanomachines slink back over his face, giving him a clear view of a suddenly surprised Botan and his two other officers. ”How about that?

”You can... control your costume?”

”I... guess? Mr. Stark made this and he... He can explain everything! Just contact Tony Stark and-”

”One at a time, young man.” Botan snapped, it made Peter pause.

That's… disheartening. Peter thought that after that fiasco during homecoming would get his name at least out there. More importantly though...

”A Quirk?”

”Powers,” Botan clarified, as if it was the most common thing in the world. ”Did you hit your head too hard when you hit the pavement?”

”Oh. I...” The young man from Queens paused. ”So... why does everyone have superpowers?”

”彼は頭を強く叩いた” Said the officer behind him. Peter perked up.

”What did he say?” Botan rubbed the bridge of his nose.

”Nothing. You're an American teenage boy, here in Japan and yet you know not even a hint of our language?” He asked annoyed. Peter bit his lip, blushing.

”I uhhh... well... this is all a dream anyway so... yeah?” Peter shrugged. The red haired man let out a sigh.

”Now, I don't want to do this to someone who helped keep damage to a minimum, as the media happened to like your little stunt in assisting the local heroes and I would like to get by without being crucified in the tabloids, but the laws are here for a reason and you committed a crime.”

”What did I do wrong?!” Peter asked. ”So me, helping people, is a crime?!”

”You used your Quirk without a hero license. Is there a guardian that we can call? There's a lot of paperwork that'll go a lot faster if we contact your parents.”

Peter paused, then he sat up.

”Just, contact Tony Stark. You know, Ironman.” Botan's eyebrow rose.

”Ironman?”

...

What?

”Yeah, THE Ironman! Leader of the Avengers, Earth's Mightiest Heroes?”

”たぶん彼は病院に行くべきです” The normal officer behind the Police Chief stated and Peter was becoming frustrated.

”I know many heroes, but I have never heard of this Iron Man.”

”CEO of Stark Industries, the biggest tech company on the planet! Who doesn't know him?”

”Calm down.” Botan snapped. ”Listen, we know nothing of this... Stark Industries or even this Tony Stark.” He looked back at the policeman and muttered. ”メモ帳してください” The officer handed him a notepad and a pen, and he sat back, ready to write. ”Now, tell me... what is your name.”

”I am Spid-”

”Your normal name,” Botan growled, not wanting to stutter as Peter bit his lip, gripping onto the bed sheet. He let out a sigh. ”If you're worried about your identity, don't be,” Botan taps the badge on his lapel, ”I swore an oath when I put on this badge, nothing is leaving this room unless you want it to. Young man” His eyes softened. ”I only want to help you. But I can only do so if you answer my questions. Do you understand?”

Peter sighed in relief, and bit his lip. ”Okay... my name is Peter Parker.” It felt like toxin coming out of his mouth, saying those words while in the Iron Spider suit under these circ_u_mstances. Now he'll never have a chance to be a hero again if he ever went back home.

”Age?”

”16.” Botan began writing.

”Place of birth?”

”Queens, New York-wait, did everyone turn to dust!” Peter shouted, standing up, frantic.

”What are you talking about?” Botan asked.

”Thanos he... he won and he left and... everyone was turning to dust and...” Peter hugged himself, breathing hard as his mind got to work. He was not on Titan or even back in New York. He was in some town in Japan with some Mime-policeguy and there's giants and wood people walking around. They talk of Quirks and hero licenses as if they treat hero'ing as a simple as driving a car. They don't know of Mr. Stark or the Avengers.

What...

What in the hell is happening right now.

”Mr. Parker.” Botan voice cut through. ”What are do you mean about people turning to dust.”

That's right...

He turned to dust too. He couldn't escape whatever Thanos did...

He died.

He... literally died.

He died and... just woke up in... in some new place.

”Can...” Peter's voice came out, and it sounded weak. Almost like a sob. ”Can I just...write down my contacts, and... see if you can talk to them?”

The police chief was incredulous, but upon seeing Peter's visage, it softened. The swelling of tears, the teenage enthusiasm crumbling before him, it was a tidal wave of emotion. He snapped his fingers, and the Mime made more hand gestures. The fellow officer had a hand on his gun as the Police chief walked over to the sullen Peter and handed him the notepad and pen.

”Write them down. Then we can try our best to contact them.”

Please... Please let this be some dream.

”Can you pinch me too?” Peter asked as he began writing, looking up at him.

”Mr. Parker?”

”Do it!” Peter snapped. ”Anywhere! Just... wake me-” Botan flicked Peter's forehead, and Peter felt the little inconvenience... But he felt it.

He did not wake up.

All of that happened. The aliens. Dr. Strange. The Space Donut. Helping Mr. Stark save the wizard. Going to Titan. Meeting the Guardians of the Galaxy. Fighting Thanos...

And losing as he was reduced to ash.

”It was real.” He resumed writing, even with Botan looming over him. Peter finished handing him the contacts list.

Please... please just... let him be back home and something weird happened. That's all he asks.

Botan took the notepad and walked to the door. ”We will get to work on these, see if we can contact your guardian or parents.” He snapped his finger, and the Mime made more hand gestures. He turned to the officer. ”彼に食べ物をもらおう.”

”ハイ” And the officer departed as Peter turned around, lying on his bed.

”We will do our best, Mr. Parker.” Botan said. ”I promise.” And he left the cell and walked down the hall, leaving Peter to his thoughts.

This has to be a dream...

It has to be.

Peter hugged the pillow and brought it against his face. ”Please wake up... please wake up...”

(X)

”Okay then.” Fukuda Botan muttered as he left the cell ward and stared out to Officers Fujiwara Toshio and Kimihito Sei as they sat in the general working area of the Musutafu Police Department. Other officers were at work and busy at their terminals as the Police Chief rubbed the bridge of his nose. ”This is something else.”

”You ask me Chief?” Toshio snarked. ”Think the foreigner's lying. Giving us croc tears.” Sei, the mime, looked at his partner with an incredulous look. ”I'm serious! We get kids all the time about this and-”

”He seemed genuinely confused when I told him even basic level information. Quirks. Not knowing of Quirk Regulations which is enforced even in the United States. This keeps adding up more and more.”

”Explain his costume then. Must be his Quirk right? We couldn't even take it off! And you saw how it slid down his face like... like sand!” Toshio elaborated in exaggerated detail. ”It has be.”

”I don't know, something tells me this kid either hit his head too hard on the pavement when he confronted that Villain, or... something is definitely amiss.” Botan murmured, cupping his chin. ”Hey Hanazawa-Kun!”

”Yes Sir?” Asked a young mousy-looking intern with glasses, coming up. She even had big mouse ears on her head.

”Mind running these contacts over to the US Embassy? These are the contacts our vigilante gave us.” He handed him the notepad Parker had written down, then Hanazawa scurried off.

It maybe a long shot, and not worth the effort yet...

It wouldn't hurt to do his due diligence. And beside that...

The web slinging. That costume of his and how it moved. How it prevented little if any injury on his person when they picked him up and put him through the scanner in the ambulance en route to the station. The camera feeds of his acrobats and body strength. The head had symptoms of concussion at first... but when they arrived, there was no more. As if he had healed subconsciously.

No one should have more than one Quirk. Regeneration, control over some substance that makes up his costume, which even translated for him apparently that it picked up on what Toshio was saying...

”I'm gonna make a call to an old friend. You go and make sure that-”

”Finally, there you are!” Said a female voice, making the three law enforcers turn their heads, and walking towards them was non other than Takeyama Yu, the new heroine who has debuted in their region within the last week plus by the moniker of Mt. Lady. Right behind the spandex-covered blonde was the dark-spandex and wood-armed Nishiya Shinji, also known as Kamui Woods. ”I was looking for ya Chief Fukuda.” The woman elaborated as some officers made way for her. ”I wasn't getting any response that my Report was filed in, so here it is in person.”

”Ah. Mt. Lady, welcome.” Botan stood at attention as the statuesque rookie handed him a file. He opened it, glimpsing through. ”Odd how our response team hasn't gotten back to your firm. Was it anything on our end?”

”Has to be, our internet's going along fine.” Mt. Lady stated with a wave of her hand. ”Kamui here at least is able to do a good job in making sure our bandwidth and net are running. Right?”

”Yes, I'm glad.” Kamui remarked with a roll of his eyes. Botan saw the camera footage of the incident, with the villain being detained and under anaesthesia as not to transform into a giant again. Kamui Woods was doing a good job keeping the villain under wraps, and then Parker showed up and made some clear rookie mistakes before he slung back into the fray in annoying the villain, right into Mt. Lady who took the credit.

”So, that creep detained?” She asked, hand on her hip.

”Which one, the villain or the one who flew into your ass?” Toshio snarked. Kamui Woods sniggered, making the woman fume.

”I meant the villain! Besides, I saw the social media feeds. Kid was flying in before I,” And she emphasized that ”I”. ”Took down that monster with an all mighty kick.”

”You were late to the scene.” Kamui Woods remarked. ”What took you, especially with your first giant villain encounter?”

”Excuse me, I had to find an open enough area to get a running start for my Canyon Cannon attack!” She barked back. ”Besides no harm done! No one was hurt after all right!”

”Except millions of yen in collateral damage due to the villain and your footsteps messing up the train tracks.” Botan remarked, making Mt. Lady blanch up. ”But rest assured, the Public Transit and the government will repair it. They made sure the tracks were insured. And the villain is under wraps. He'll tried within the week and we will need your report to assist the Prosecutor's Office in throwing him in jail.”

”That's all well and good.” Mt. Lady stated with a sigh. ”How about the kid? He seems like a newcomer.” She looked back at the shorter Kamui who shrugged.

”I talked to the other neighboring firms and agencies. No one matches his costume description of a dark blue and red-with-gold trim and a spider on their c_h_e_s_t on their roster, so he's a Vigilante.” He elaborated. ”I take it he will be let go with a warning? He sounded like a teenager, and a foreigner to boot given his English. American maybe?”

”That's the thing.” Botan crossed his arms. ”It's a... complex story, but you hit the nails on the head Mr. Woods.” The Police Chief gestured for an intern to come by and he handed her the file. ”Our vigilante is indeed American and a teenager, with... unique circ_u_mstances. See...”

He told them everything, from Parker's lack of Quirk knowledge to his saying of 'Avengers, Earth's greatest heroes' and other oddball terms Parker relayed to him. Both Kamui and Mt. Lady had wide eyes.

”He did hit his head on the pavement. Concussion?” Kamui mused.

”The paramedics had him under their scanners while they treated him. Couldn't get through his costume no matter how hard their tried. Plus, he seemed to have healed, despite showing signs at first.”

”One man with strength, web-flinging, and self-healing Quirk? That's impossible.”

”It's his costume Mr. Woods.” Toshio answered. ”If I had to guess, it did it for him. We got a visual when he was able to make it disappear.”

”How strange...” Kanui cupped the chin of his wooden mask. Mt. Lady quirked her eyebrow.

”You guys haven't called his parents yet, if he is a teenager?”

”We're running by them now. We-”

”Chief Fukuda!” It was Hanazawa, making Toshio raise his eyes.

”That was fast.”

”Yes?”

”I'm back... we ran by the names our vigilante gave us. Here is the report the US Embassy gave us.” Kamui crossed his arms.

”So your servers are running fine. It's on our end then. Apologies.” He pinched the bridge of his mask as Mt. Lady giggled.

”Shoulda paid the bill Kamui. Gotta keep an eye on things, like bills... and the prize.”

”Oh shut up gloryhog.”

”No searches?” Botan muttered, breaking the two's potential argument as they looked at him. Toshio and Sei looked over his shoulder.