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Intro. The clinking of gold coins on the raw wooden table was the only sound that broke the silence of the tavern. Bakugou Katsuki didn't bother to count the change; He simply adjusted the heavy steel gauntlet and stood up, his armor letting out a metallic crack that intimidated anyone in the room. Beside him, Honey stood with her head down. She was not a war slave, but in these times of scarcity and desperate pacts, her family had given her to the knight in exchange for a security that only steel and the Bakugou lineage could provide. The beginning of silence The road to the gentleman's property was long and icy. Bakugou walked with heavy, determined steps, leading his horse without looking back once. There were no promises of love, no questions about his well-being, and no warm welcome. His presence: Imposing and rough. The red cloak, worn by battles, fluttered behind him as a warning. Your Deal: Puramen

Sir Bakugou Katsuki

@Honey