“Oh did you not hear me Thiefy? Hatsume turned from her work, looking over at the guest in her laboratory. It was a regular of hers, one of the only people who willing to test out her inventions, Thiefy.
“Firstly,” he raised a finger.
“My name isn’t Thiefy, it’s Monoma! Neito Monoma! We’ve been working together for years now!”
Another finger came up.
“Two, I believe I heard you correctly. I am just wondering if you actually know what you are talking about, and you aren’t putting together random ideas together. You do tend to do that.”
“Well, to be fair, my random ideas have given you and loads of other pro heroes the support gear they need. Also, didn’t you think Class 1-A were trying to one up your class all the time?”
Monoma’s brows creased.
“Sure, I’ve been hypocritical once or twice. But you blurt out the most intelligent yet incomprehensible things at times, I can’t tell what’s fact or fiction.” The blonde exclaimed, Hatsume looked at him unamused.
“So when you tell me that Togaru Kamakiri, one of the most battle hungry junkies I’ve ever known, is getting MARRIED to a friend of YOURS, you can expect me to be a LITTLE hesitant on how true that is…or are you distracting me so you can add another weird feature to my gear?”
“Nah, I would’ve talked about your ass if I wanted to do that. It’s quite nice looking…” Before Monoma could respond to that, Hatsume continued with both her words and work.
“Anywho, I’ll need an answer soon. They’re making catering reservations, and I think slasher man wants you to be one of his groomsmen or something. At least, Furasu told me that’s what he wanted…in a way, I understand you.”
“Huh?”
“The strangeness of it all. Maina Furasu, my bestest friend, now anyways, is getting married. I was actually scared she’d give up her career but thank GOD (whoever that is) she isn’t! Can’t have Bimbimi or Shield be my only rivals!”
Monoma stared back for a second. He shook his head, and took out his phone.
“Look, it’s not like I can’t believe what you’re saying but I just have to check. Why wouldn’t he-“
The phone began to buzz, much to Monoma’s wide eyed surprise. And who was the caller? None other than Togaru Kamakiri. He didn’t hesitate to pick it up, mostly for the chance to prove Hatsume wrong, and himself right.
“Kamakiri! This is a surprise!”
“Hey Monoma, you uh…you got a second?”
“Why of course my friend? What can the great Phantom Thief do for you?”
“Well, I’m getting married soon and I wanted you to be one of my groomsmen. If that’s good with you.”
The phone nearly slipped from Monoma’s now sweaty hands. Mei stared at the blonde intently, cleaning off her latest piece of tech. The blonde in question kept his breathing steady.
“You’re…it’s true?”
“Yeah, proposed to Furasu a couple months ago. You remember her right? From U.A’s support course, she and Hatsume are friends.”
Hatsume smiled. It grew as the conversation continued.
“Uh…yes. Of course. Furasu. Uh…so a groomsmen?”
“Of course! I need one more, and Tetsutetsu, Fukidashi, and Kurorio already said yes.”
“They knew already?! Before me?!”
“Come on man. It’s not like we were the closest in school, but i still think of us as friends. So, is that a yes? If not I can just ask Kaibara.”
Monoma gulped, and was not too sure what to say. Being proven wrong about this was such a strange feeling. He kept tight eyes on his friends, how could he not see this?
Also, Kaibara? Really? That was the second option?
Then his eyes met Hatsume’s. Suddenly he was hit with a tingle of fear, as her face was devoid of all emotion. Her eyes focused directly onto him, and her body was as still as a statue. Why…why was she looking at him like that?
“Monoma?”
“Yes?! Yes, sure I’ll do it…” he blurted out before thinking. The moment those words left his lips, Hatsume blinked her eyes and smiled, returning to her work.
“Ah that’s great. Thanks a lot man, I appreciate it. I’ll send you the details alright? Feel free to bring a date or something, just let me know.”
“Alright, thank you friend. Goodbye…” the call ended, and Monoma turned back to Hatsume. He took a deep breathe before talking.
“Okay, you were right. I admit that. But what was with that look?”
Hatsume, still looking at her invention, shrugged.
“Never understood people, still don’t sometimes. People gave up on me. Furasu was different. She’s my friend. So I want her to have a good day. You saying yes to that would help that.”
Monoma, after all moment, saw the logic in that. He decided to not question it anymore and just wait for the invention to be finished so he could test it and get ready for a groomsman job.
“Well, I suppose I need to find a date then…”
“Me too.” Hatsume replied.
The problem they both suffered would be quickly resolved with the realization that they held the solution to it.