Preview: Denki Kaminari is asked to help out Shinso with a case.

Warning: Prostitution, Slurs

Ship: ShinKami

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"Thankz for the good timez~" A drunk yard sings as my trailer door shuts.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and stand up from my bed. The pain in my lower back is almost unnoticeable due to the fact that I have gotten use to it by now. I strip the bed and trow the sheets into a hamper in my closet. I need to go the the cleaners soon, I'm running out of spare sheets.

I hum a little as I clean the mess of my own clothes and few things that were dropped on to the floor. I soon find myself tidying things in the kitchen that don't need to be before I hear a knock from the door. My stomach drops and I take a deep breath before putting up the cup I was hand washing. I make my way to the door and open it. The sight I see is a shocking one but also scary.

Several police officers are standing at the front porch of my trailer. I have seen the majority around the area but only ones who's name I know. Officer Shinso.

"Do you mind if we come in?" He asks but before I have the chance to respond someone with spiky ash blonde hair pushes past me. I just step aside for the others to enter.

I watch as they all take in my small living space before finding somewhere to sit. A red haired officer pats the spot next to him, not the one in between him and a black haired guy, while looking at the grumpy officer who passed me but he shakes his head.

"Come on Bakubro!" He whisper shouts.

'Bakubro's face contorts. "I'm not going to sit on that. He's probably done it a thousand times in that very spot." The other doesn't respond or move but I can tell that he is now very conscious of where he is siting.

I clear my throat in hopes of erasing the nervous in my chest. "Um, what can I do for you guys? If this is about the guy from last week, I already told you I'm not pressing charges."

Officer Shinso turns to me from where he stood in between a pink haired girl and and an older black haired man with eye bags. "No, it's not about that. We are here to ask for help."

My eyes widen. "Not to sound rude but, why would you want help from someone like me?"

The blonde finally speaks to me. "The whole point is we need someone as gross as you." Almost everyone's eyes widen and stare at him in horror and shock.

"Bakugou! That's not okay to say!" The pinkette shots hitting him on the head. His face morphs into an annoyed look.

"What!? It's fucking true!" I shift in my spot as they continue to argue.

I interpret them. "No, it's fine. I am kinda gross." I let out a dry laugh. "Anyways, you guys came here to ask for help not to discuss my job occupation so go ahead."

After shooting Bakugou one last glare Officer Shinso continues. "We were wondering if you could go undercover for us at a bar. We have suspicion to believe that someone who works there or goes there frequently has been kidnapping prostitutes and then killing them."

My blood runs cold. I have heard about that and that's why recently I have been pretty picky on who I allow in. I'm mostly only letting in regulars like the guy from this morning.

"If I help you out, what is in it for me?" I ask trying to see if helping them is worth risking my life.

"We intend to pay you 534,195 Yen (5,000 US dollars) if the mission is successful." The ravened haired man with eye bags proclaims.

I have to stop my jaw from hitting the floor. That amount of money will definitely help out my friend.

"Count me in."

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"Ugh. Why hasn't someone tried to kidnap you yet?" I hear the girl, I now know as Mina, whine through my ear piece.

"I'm sorry me not getting kidnaped bores you." I playfully snap at her under my breath. I get why she is being impatient, I have been going to the same bar this whole week and not once has someone even looked like they were interested in kidnapping me.

Even then I still have to go with everyone who wants a good time just to make sure and honestly it's exhausting. I normally let myself have breaks but with the mission I can't.

It's is kind of funny though because afterwards Mina, Sero, and Kirishima's make jokes and mimic my moans over the mics effectively annoying Bakugou, Shinso, and Officer Aizawa.

"Hey doll." I man with a deal voice says as he slips his arm around my waist.

I let out a playful giggle and slip out of his grasp. "No touching unless you're going to pay up." I say in a teasing manor.

"Gag. Also what the fuck happened to make your voice lift ten octaves." I ignore the comment Bakugou makes in my ear.

In the past few days they have all seen my personality change depending on who I hang around and that is al because of the way the person moves and talks. If someone seems hesitant I have to be clingy and overly excitable so they would feel comfortable. But for a person who's first move is to grab my waist I have to play hard to get. It all comes down to an algorithm.

"Not even a sample?" He asks once again wrapping his arm around my waist.

I let out another giggle and don't push away this time. "Just a little."

He smirks like he just won something and pulls me to the back away from everyone. He pulls me into a heated kiss and immediately enters tongue. I fight for control before giving up. We both pull away for air and he starts to litter kisses lower and lower on my body. He slips off my shirt and I stop him.

"If. If you want to continue," I take a deep breath. "You are going to have to pay me."