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42.63% MHA: Horizon (Ope-Ope No Mi) / Chapter 161: CHAPTER 157(Of Hearts and Mind Pt-2)

บท 161: CHAPTER 157(Of Hearts and Mind Pt-2)

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CHAPTER START---

Sitting at his favorite table in his main restaurant. On the roof of his hotel, looking out at downtown Tokyo, Law Matani was enjoying a drink.

He wore a black suit with a gold undershirt, the top two buttons were undone to show off the tattoo on his chest. And the shoulders had the familiar intricate heart sigils on them, just like his shoulder had them tattooed beneath his clothes.

He sat at a table beside the railing, separating him from the 60-story drop to the pavement below, his back was to the railing, giving his guests a better view while he made it difficult for anyone to get behind him.

And the roof was currently filled with men and women enjoying lunch, some working, some seemingly getting together with friends. But all enjoying their meals.

"Really?" Law asks, he was currently on the phone with Sero.

"Yeah, apparently Edgeshot called UA to offer me a work studies position, pretty cool right!"

"Yeah, but I was hoping for someone that would operate more in the spotlight. But I guess the camera in your visor can make up for that."

"Oh yeah, didn't even think of that. But yeah I never thought I'd be working with a top pro. This is all thanks to you, thanks man!"

"Don't mention it, just do your best and don't embarrass me."

"Uh, right," Sero says nervously.

Law sees the three men he was waiting for enter the outdoor dining area a moment later, "I gotta go, I'll talk to you later," he hangs up as the men notice him.

"Gentlemen, it's a pleasure to meet you all," Law says as he gets up and gives each of them a handshake.

And for the first time in a while, he mentally curses All For One.

Usually, when meeting someone he would simply Scan them, but now activating a Room causes his eyes to continuously glow, so he couldn't even do subtle things like that.

"The pleasure is ours I assure you," Koku says as they all take their seats. "Its nearly impossible to get a table at this restaurant, even for me."

"Well, quality attracts quantity," Law says. "Now, I know you said you'd be bringing two important people Mr. Hanabata---"

"Please, call me Koku."

"Right, Koku, but I don't recognize these men," Law says, a necessary lie. He of course recognized Slide N Go from his research on the Hearts and Mind party.

"Well allow me to rectify that, this is Tomoyasu Chikazoku, he sits on the board of directors for the Feel Good Inc Pharmaceutical company."

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Skeptic says.

"Likewise," Law nods politely.

"And this," Koku gestures to Slide N Go, "is Tatuyuki Tokonami, but the public knows him as the Pro Hero, Slide N Go."

"A Pro Hero, sitting at my table, well I'm flattered."

Slide N Go chuckles and rubs the back of his head shyly, "honestly I feel a bit out of place at a meeting like this..."

"Oh you don't have to worry, I'm not that uptight," Law says as he signals a server to come to them. "In fact, me not being so uptight is why I haven't been able to get a foot in the door of any political party in Japan. Let's just say the old money families that run things don't want someone that's only half Japanese involved in shaping the country."

"And you've made it clear you cannot be controlled," Koku says. "But that's exactly why I reached out to you, I believe we can do great work together..."

As the server comes over. Law orders just a simple steak meal with some mashed potatoes, Koku orders a sashimi platter, Slide N Go orders the same steak meal as Law, and Skeptic orders a bowl of Miso Soup.

As the server leaves them, Law puts his phone face down on the table.

"Alright, so let's get down to business, I've got somewhere to be this afternoon, as much as I'd love to spend all evening partying with you men."

"I believe I should go first," Tomoyasu -Skeptic-, says. "Feel Good Inc is currently in search of some space leading up to the launch of a new medication we just to the patent for."

"Alright," Law nods along.

"Well, I noticed that you've been doing all you can. Such as the 200 Million you donated to the police pension and relief fund. Or the 200 Million you donated to the fire fighters pension and relief fund. And I can't help but wonder, are these because you perhaps want people to forget certain things?" Skeptic glances down at Law's hands, at his tattoos.

Law raises his hands to show off the hand and knuckle tattoos, "honestly no, I did that because I don't like speeding tickets. And I own a lot of properties so I don't want the people I depend on to respond to emergencies to not like me after all."

"Oh, I'm---"

"You're fine, and for the record, our fortune didn't come from anything illegal. We made good investments in the healthcare industry that paid off very well," he says. "And I'm fully aware of how most of the world, and especially Japan views tattoos like mine. But I'm not Yakuza. This is more of a family tradition," Law says. "From the other side of my family..."

"Ahh, you mentioned being half Japanese, so what's the other half?" Slide N Go asks.

"Italian..."

The table got immediately tense, as all three men come to the conclusion that they may be sitting across from a mafia billionaire. Until Law burst that bubble.

"I'm not mafia, but I do get that a lot," he chuckles. "But hey, the ladies love it, so I won't complain."

"Right, but back to what I was saying," Skeptic refocuses the conversation. "You've been more successful than most political parties in buying good will in Japan. Despite the rumors circulating around you, the public supports you.

Even after your unfortunate kidnapping, people doubted the rumors that it was over some sort of criminal involvement. And when it turned out to just be thugs looking to hold a wealthy man for a ransom, they only loved you more."

"Legacy building," Law says. "That's the goal."

"Precisely why I'm here to offer you a subsidization contract with the new drug. The news headline would get certain leaked documents about you subsidizing the cost of the drug so the consumer and government won't have to pay as much in this time of great need, and you look like a champion of the people. The Matani family shines even brighter."

"Hmm, I'll have to look over the details of the drug," Law says. "What's my estimated cost?"

"125 Million, you'd be eating most of the cost of this contract between yourself, Detnerat, and a few other companies."

"Right, but you'd also be getting my goodwill built up with the public," Law says. "And I assume this information would be leaked in a tasteful way..."

"Of course," Skeptic says. "Boasting about how much you help people doesn't look good after all."

"Alright, send my lawyers the details later, I'll give you an answer by tomorrow night."

"And of course, I'll keep you informed on any future moves in the pharmaceutical industry here."

"Perfect," Koku -Trumpet-, says. "Now with that out of the way, shall we get to what I contacted you about?"

"Right, you're the only one of the 12 parties willing to let me into politics in Japan, why is that?"

"Well aside from the fact that we're currently ranked 6th and could greatly use the publicity boost from having you support us, as well as funding for the upcoming regional elections across Japan, I believe our beliefs align enough to work together," Koku says.

"And what policies might that be?" Law asks as their food arrives.

"Well for one, you're being oppressed for something you cannot control. For being half Japanese instead of fully Japanese you're being excluded from part of our society, that isn't right at all. That's one thing we're already solving by simply being here."

"True, go on..."

"The next I believe would be your policy of expression."

"Expression?" Law asks.

"Self-expression," Koku says. "You're a man who isn't afraid to show the world what he stands for and all that he is, correct?"

"Mhm," Law nods.

"And in regards to Quirks. Most of the population aside from the Pro Heroes aren't even allowed to express that part of themselves, a part which they are born with. I'm sure you can relate, yes?"

"No," Law says. "My Quirk just makes me look younger, not much expression in that. But I'm sure if I could fly it would be a different story, so I see your point."

"Thank you," Koko says. "Most people truly can't even be bothered to try to understand if it doesn't affect them directly. I'm glad you're smarter than those people.

But the Hearts And Mind party focuses on the aching hearts of all the oppressed people, under one collection thought process.

'We want freedom,' that is the thought. That's why 'Hearts' is plural but 'Mind' is singular. You already have the love of the working class, the most oppressed of them all. If you join us, we could change the future of Japan for the better."

Law mulls it over for a second, then looks at Slide N Go, "Pro Heroes are frowned upon if they promote any politics, especially something like this which promotes a direct conflict with the existing system. Is this really what you believe in."

"With all my heart, I want my fellows to be free to live as they wish," Slide N Go says.

"Right, and what's your Quirk?"

"I can remove the friction between myself and any surface I touch, allowing me to slide freely."

"Right, I should have guessed that," Law leans back into his chair, looking between the three men. "I need a minute to think this over..."

Looking around while the three men are silently eating, waiting for a response, Law sees Horizon tower in the distance.

'This policy is chaos, I barely trust regular people with cars, now we're gonna let them use quirks as they please. This is the same shit I explained to---' and suddenly it all snaps together.

'Rikiya runs Detnerat, he funds this political party and was spouting nonsense about Quirks needing to be free to use. Then these idiots in the political party are spouting the same bullshit. Plus Chitose mentioned this in her interview with me, and she's Rikiya's girlfriend in secret...is this some bigger conspiracy.'

And just like that he put all the pieces together, that these leaders of the Meta Liberation Army were in fact working together, but he didn't have the pieces that filled in the 'army' part of their movement just yet.

"This is chaos," Law says, pulling their attention toward him.

"Chaos is good for Pro Heroes since they get to make lots of money," he looks at Slide N Go.

"It's good for people who sell medicine since lots of people get hurt," he looks at Skeptic.

"It's good for people who sell Quirk Support Items because they have a lot of customers. And it's good for the leader because he has people desperate for instruction," he looks at Koku for that final statement.

"But it's not good for the people doing the fighting, and it's definitely not good for me. I've invested in businesses that do well during peaceful times, not this kind of business. I don't even trust people with the freedom they have now and I'm supposed to trust them with a Quirk that could kill me...no way."

"Are you saying you won't support us?"

"Sorry, but I won't," Law says. "You're all in positions to profit from this movement, but it'll only hurt me---" Law's phone beeps a few times, and he lifts it up to glance at it.

He looks to his left, to the table of people sitting behind Slide N Go, then puts his phone down.

"Sorry about that, but yes as I was saying. Chaos doesn't really benefit me, but I'm hoping you three can point me toward some good investments to prepare for this chaotic future we'll have..."

And just like that, all three men give him hopeful smiles.

Completely oblivious that their fate just took a turn for the worse...

END CHAPTER---


บท 162: CHAPTER 158(Of Hearts and Mind Pt-3)

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CHAPTER START---

"Well I think that's just about everything I wanted to know," Law says as their lunch comes to an end.

"Well this was certainly a pleasant meeting if that's the case," Koku -Trumpet-, says.

"Well I just have one more question, the most important of them all," Law says, causing all three men to look at each other somewhat nervously.

"And what might that be?" Slide N Go asks.

"Well, it can wait, but before that. Have you ever wondered what you should order to eat for a meeting like this?"

The men give each other strange looks, then Koku takes the lead, "what do you mean?"

Law looks at his phone, seeing a confirmation message, then leans back and begins explaining.

"Well, for a business meeting your order has a subconscious effect on the people at the table. Like myself and Slide N Go, we're big so steak makes sense, especially with muscles like that," he gestures to the Pro Hero.

"Then we've got your Sashimi Platter," Law nods toward Koku, "not bad but it could leave the wrong impression with ladies. And then we come to you," he shakes his head at Tomoyasu -Skeptic-.

"What's wrong with my order?" Skeptic gestures to the half-eaten bowl of Miso Soup.

"Well it's the number one thing you should never order from a restaurant," Law says. "There are mainly three reasons. The first, is that it's where the head chef will put all the ingredients that are about to go bad and aren't presentable anymore, especially if it's a fish soup of any kind."

"Ugh," Skeptic groans, looking at the bowl with distrust.

"The second, is that you don't want anything that can splash about or be loud for a business meeting like this. Plus, it's just not a good look."

"Uh...ok," they all give him weird looks before Skeptic asks, "and what's the third reason."

"Well, I'll explain after my next question, if it's needed."

"And what question might that be?" Trumpet asks.

BANG!

All three men have their faces splattered with bits of Slide N Go's brains as a bullet hollows out his skull from the back to the front.

Law doesn't react but both men jump back in their seats, almost falling over.

But the people at the table behind them immediately get up and keep them in their chairs.

As the dead Pro Hero slumps onto the table, they see the women on the table behind him all holding guns and looking at them.

"Take anything you want!" Trumpet says with his hands raised, just like Skeptic, expecting to be robbed.

But the woman only chuckles slightly, keeping her pistol aimed at them as one of her friends walks over to the dead Pro Hero, and gets his phone out of his pocket.

"You aren't being robbed, dumbass," Law says, pulling their attention over to him. To see him completely relaxed in his seat with blood on the side of his face. "These aren't customers, they're my friends."

They see everyone on the rooftop immediately take out their weapons or in some cases just turn to look at them, presumably having Quirks that make guns obsolete.

"Friend?!" Trumpet yells, "your friend just killed someone!"

"Obviously," Law says. "Why wouldn't she? I mean, I take care of her, and her family, send her kids to whatever school she wants. Keep the college funds topped off...so of course my friends would look out for me in even the most drastic cases."

"They're your security!" Skeptic says.

"No no no, friends," Law corrects him. Noting how neither man looks awfully bothered by the corpse slumped forward on the table. "Security would make me responsible for this mess, but I can't be held accountable for the independent actions of my friends, now can I?"

"What do you want?" Trumpet asks.

"Well, usually I'd wonder why a politician and a tech nerd aren't bothered by the corpse of a person right here, but I think we're already past that," Law says. "So, why were you wannabe anarchists trying to clone my phone?"

"What are you talking about?" Skeptic asks, a surprisingly convincing lie judging by his confused expression.

Law had the woman hand him the clone phone, "it couldn't even get past my login screen, guess my I.T. guy is better than yours."

He sees Skeptic's eyes narrow slightly at that, just for an instant.

"Ohh, I'm guessing you did personally make this program, good, now tell me what you were aiming for."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Skeptic insists.

Law sighs and rolls his eyes, and as if in queue them men behind them hold their arms down flat onto the table, making sure his guests couldn't move.

"Do you know what the third reason you don't order soup it?" Law asks. "Well, if you're at a table with me, then...a cold dark river, the open ocean, a lake maybe, bathtub...or a bowl of fucking soup. You can drown in them all the same..."

"Wh---" Before Skeptic can even comprehend what he meant, his face was being held down in two inches of soup, drowning him in his lunch.

As Skeptic is drowning Trumpet begins speaking, "you can't do this! You killed and Pro Hero, the police will arrest you!"

Law has to visibly stop himself from laughing in his face, "do you have any idea of who I am. I'm Law Matani. There isn't a judge in the country willing to sign an arrest warrant for me, there isn't a cop willing to pull me over. And obviously, I don't give a shit about these idiots," he gestures to Slide N Go's corpse.

"But---"

"But nothing. Because even if All Might himself came to arrest me, even if the judges wanted it and they pulled it off, nothing would happen," Law says. "In the past few months I've both sooooo sooooooooo many companies in Japan, mostly Tokyo. And you can't imagine how many people would lose jobs the moment I'm locked up."

"What?"

"Oh, you didn't consider that, did you," Law says. "The first thing that happens when you have over a few million employees is they give you a call to make sure you won't suddenly dump a million unemployed people into the system, because the government hates having to take care of unemployed poor people even more than you think."

As he's explaining he notices Skeptic no long twitching in the bowl of soup, and gestures for the men to wake him up. They pull him out of the bowl and give him a hard punch to the gut, causing him to cough and vomit up everything he ate today back into the bowl.

"As I was saying, they won't do a damn thing, because the economy can't afford it in this current state. I'm a very important piece of the wall holding back an unemployment crisis in Japan...well, a bigger one."

"That's why you've been operating like this," it finally clicks in Trumpet's head. "You weren't just going for legacy, you bought a way to stay out of jail, because Japan needs you right now."

Law gives a devious and victorious smile. "Crisis is opportunity."

A moment later Skeptic is done trying to cough his lungs out and snaps back to his senses, tears and snot running down his face.

"Enjoying the soup?" Law asks.

"Ngnnnn," Skeptic groans, swaying from side to side like he was drunk.

"Well, he's useless. Let's hook these guys up and ask some questions.

While Trumpet was confused a woman walked between them, with the men still behind them holding them down. Her fingernails extend half an inch like scales then she stabs them each in the shoulder, leaving her hands in them.

"Ahhh!" Both men cry out.

"Ready," The woman says. "I'll give them a shock if I sense any lies," she nods at Law.

"I'm so glad I hired all of you after that whole hostage nightmare, could have saved me a lot of trouble that night," Law says. "But anyway, Koku, my least favorite politician, why were you trying to break into my phone?"

"We didn't ARGH!" he screams as a small current flows through his body from the woman.

"Oh, you lied, that'll cost a finger..."

"What!?" Trumpet panics as a man from a nearby table get up and walk over, reaching for one of his hands being held to the table and grabbing his little finger. "Wait don't break it please?"

Hearing this Law chuckles, "break it, don't be ridiculous..."

"ARGRRGHHHHH!" Trumpet screams at the top of his lungs as the man rips off the finger completely, leaving it on the table. And a moment later he releases another scream as the man makes a small candle flame in his palm and burns the wound shut.

Three questions and three fingers later, each, neither man has spoken. So Law leans away, leaving the interrogation to his 'friends' while another man walks up beside him.

"Sir," the man says.

"What's wrong?"

"We questioned their driver, he didn't know anything but we dealt with him anyway, just in case."

Law looks over to the man, one of his Power Types, and sees both his sleeves bloodied, "right, good job..."

Turning back to his guests Law sees both men covered in sweat and slumped forward.

Only four fingers each and they were already beginning to pass out, he couldn't help but be disgusted by their weakness.

"Alright, this is getting tedious, will either of you ever tell me what I want?"

"Never!" Trumpet says.

"Never!" Skeptic says, but he immediately gets shocked, caught in a lie.

"Ohh, well that makes things easier," he then turns to Trumpet. "Well, you politicians never say anything useful either way, and you always lie to the public sooo...why don't you just stop talking all together, yeah?"

Trumpet and Skeptic look confused at that, then their expression turn to horror and panic as one of the nearby men grab a knife from Slide N Go's plate, and reaches into the politician's mouth for his tongue.

Skeptic is forced to watch his friend has his tongue cut out and the wound burnt shut, then he passes out on the table.

The man releases Skeptic's mouth, but the covert villain doesn't say anything.

He just laments the choices that lead to this, his fate for bringing him here. And his hate for the man sitting across from him just grew and grew.

"You're a monster!" Skeptic says, giving Law a hateful glare.

"Monster?" Law asks playfully. "The monsters are locked in Tartarus, but I'm infinitely worse...because I'm right here. And I really don't like that look you're giving me, with that left eye..."

"Wha---WAIT, PLEASE!" Skeptic screams as he feels a large hand covers the side of his face from behind him, and a finger digging into his eye socket.

"I promise I'll release what's left of you when I get what I want," Law says, words barely heard through Skeptic's screaming. "But let's see how many pieces I have to take until we get there..."

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