Chapter Text
The air in the bar was thick with smoke and spilled alcohol. The low buzz of conversation died as Toga bounced through the door, blood-speckled and grinning ear to ear.
“Everyone, meet my new friend!” she sang, dragging in a girl dressed in black with long white hair cascading like a waterfall down her back.
Reina didn’t look around. She just moved to the bar, sat on a stool, and poured herself a glass of whiskey — neat, no hesitation. The light caught her cyan eyes for a moment before she took a sip.
“...You brought another stray, Toga?” Shigaraki muttered from the couch, scratching his neck lazily. “We’re not running a shelter.”
“She’s different,” Toga said, tilting her head. “You’ll see.”
Reina didn’t answer. She just kept sipping.
Shigaraki exhaled, unimpressed. “Alright then. But I want to test her first.”
He flicked his fingers. Toga, giggling, pulled a knife from her belt and threw it straight at Reina’s head.
Without even glancing up, Reina’s hand shot out. The knife stopped inches from her face, the blade pinched between two fingers. She twirled it once, the metal glinting under the dim light, before setting it gently on the counter.
Then she looked up, eyes calm and cold.
“So we done? Because my whiskey’s empty… and I’m hungry.”
Silence.
Twice blinked. “Uh… did anyone else see that?”
Spinner leaned forward, tail twitching. “She didn’t even look, man.”
Compress chuckled lowly. “Elegant and lethal. I like her already.”
Only Dabi hadn’t moved. He sat against the wall, a smirk tugging at his lips as the scent of faint smoke clung to the air around her. Black flame.
“...Kurahi, huh?” he murmured under his breath. “Figures.”
Reina rolled her eyes, dropped a few bills on the counter, and strode out without another word. The door creaked shut behind her.
The room stayed silent for a long beat.
Toga grinned wider. “Told you she was fun.”
Shigaraki stared at the door. “Fun, huh? She’s something else.”
Dabi’s smirk deepened as he finally looked up, eyes flickering blue.
“Yeah. Something familiar.”