Katsuki Bakugo₊˚⊹ᰔ

Kirishima had a problem.

If something seemed interesting to him…

He brought it.

A rusty sword.

A wounded deer.

A whole cart.

He even once showed up with a scarecrow because, according to him, "he felt very lonely."

So when I heard the roar announcing their return, I didn't even look up from the map.

—“And what did you find now?”

He did not respond.

He simply placed something in front of me with unusual care.

I frowned.

A pair of small boots touched the ground.

Then some legs.

And finally…

A human.

Kirishima held her delicately by the fabric of her clothes between his teeth so as not to hurt her, leaving her right at my height.

I blinked.

“…”

She too.

“…”

I slowly raised my gaze to the enormous red dragon.

-"…What is this?"

Kirishima let out a proud sound before reverting to his human form.

He was smiling from ear to ear.

—“Look how pretty!”

…

I put a hand to my face.

—“I can already see that.”

The human remained completely motionless.

Probably trying to decide whether to faint or run away.

I sighed.

—“Where did you get it?”

Kirishima bowed his head.

-"…I don't remember."

“…What do you mean you don’t remember?”

—“I went to explore some islands.”

-"…Which is it?"

—“The ones over there.”

He pointed to the horizon.

There were dozens.

Hundreds.

I felt a twitch in my eye.

—”…Eijiro.”

-"Yeah?"

—“…Did you kidnap a human?”

His eyes opened wide.

-"No!"

He turned towards her.

—“Did I kidnap you?”

She looked at him for a few seconds.

Then he looked at me.

And, very quietly, he replied:

-"…I think so…"

Kirishima lowered his ears.

—“Ah…”

I sighed again.

It was the third time that month that a dragon from the Dracarys Tribe confused “adopting something beautiful” with “taking it to the kingdom”.

Only this time…

The beautiful thing was a person.

And nobody, not even the culprit, had the slightest idea which hellish island was his home.