(Dadzawa) I'm not a cat! (Cat quirk reader)

60: Getting Side-quested

Rude.
I pushed my face against his arm, trying to push it away so I could get to his lap. He needed a hug!

"I said go away." Shigaraki pushed me away with the palm of his hand.

"Fucker."
Though Shigaraki couldn't hear that part, he still gave me a glare.

"What do you want so badly?" He hissed. I noticed his eyes were slightly red.
Wait... he was sad. He had probably been crying, right? Seems strange... though logical considering he was human and all that.

I pushed passed his arm again and this time found his lap. I curled up, letting Shigaraki shield me against the noise and wind and rain.
Shigaraki let me sit there.
It took him a while, but the sadness faded away.

Slowly I got off his lap, ready to go home. Clearly there was nothing much for me to do here, so I might as well study or something.

"Oi!!"

"Bakugo shut the fuck up!! I'm trying to figure out what he said next!"

Kirishima looked up from his own books, curiosity in his eyes.
"Who?"

I shook my head and looked down in though again.

"I wish I could be you," Shigaraki pulled his hood further down his face, "So I could transform into whatever I wanted, whenever. So I wouldn't be stuck being a villain."

"Huh," I frowned, the words finally clear in my mind.

"Huh what?" Bakugo glared at me.

"Huh," I shrugged and grabbed a sticky note from him, "I'll borrow this, thanks."

"Don't take my shit!!"

"I'm borrowing," I rolled my eyes and wrote on the note, "It's for Nezu, so go fight him if you've got an issue with it."

"For Nezu?" Kirishima said, "Can I know what it's about?"

I folded up the note and put it in my pocket. "No, it's secret."

"You think you can get distracted right now!?" Bakugo called out, "We're studying dammit! Whatever it is, it can wait!!"

I let out a huff. "Studying isn't that important—"

"Say that to Nezu's face!"

"Whoa, Bakugo's got you there!" Kirishima laughed.

I blinked twice.
"Damn," I leaned my face against my hand and slouched a bit, "He does have a point."

"Now study dammit!! And it means 'Precaution' that word does!!"

I blinked twice.
"Oh shit, I understand the sentence!"

—

"I see," Nezu said late that afternoon.
His tea cup was on his desk as he paced back and forth.
"Why doesn't he just murder you whenever you are near him though?"

My ears twitched a bit at the idea
Recovery girl gave him a glare. "Too harsh of a question."

Nezu gave her a flat look. Then he continued pacing, probably hoping I'd answer anyway.

I sighed. "I honestly don't know for sure. I seem to be part of their team or something... though I hardly do much."

"You collected information, right?" Nezu said, "And gave them a full tactic... you're useful to them."

"She's a cat," recovery girl said, "Do they ever show affection to you, in a way?"

I frowned.
"Er............." I put a hand behind my head as I smiled sheepishly, "I'm a cat."