No-one's POV

     The man sat in the dark, well after the final bell had rung. His red framed glasses reflected the screen in front of his face as he typed away at his desk, the only light in the room.

      "Info-Kun." A voice echoed at the entrance as the door squeaked open.

       The red head merely rolled his eyes, already aware of his uninvited guests.

       "Megamo. Rival-Kun." He spun around in his chair, one leg over the other and hands in his lap.

        Megamo stood tall as Rival-Kun clutched his arm, seeming tiny in comparison. The little light in the room only reflected the shine of the deranged grin the minion seemed to have at all times.

        "As I'm sure you're aware, there is a new transfer student at the school." Megamo walked further into the room, Rival-Kun keeping pace flawlessly.

        "Yes, Ayato Aishi." Info-Kun smiled, keeping and eye on the pair.

         At the sound of the name Rival-Kun's grip on Megamo grew tighter, his 'protective' instincts kicking in.

         "I'm also sure your aware of his family's... quirk."

          "Yes indeed. You know, some missing students would make for great stories."

         "Not all publicity is good publicity, Info-Kun." Megamo scowled at the man, who simply kept smiling.

         "It certainly got the school more well known back when Ryobo Aishi was having his fun."

         "Yes, but he got lucky that the reporter chasing him down failed to collect enough evidence."

          "He was an amateur, both of them in fact."

          Megamo reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash.

         "Keep an eye on Oko Ruto for me. I believe he could help us both in our endeavours."

        Info-Kun grinned and took the money, Rival-Kun glaring at him for being so close to his Senpai.

         "Pleasure doing business with you."