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Butcher: "Let me tell you something little girl, the only thing God does when he looks at us is jerk off when he sees kids dying of cancer or getting tortured."

Shiozaki: "How dare you?! Our Lord is merciful for letting you live for so long knowing what kind of man you are!"

Now Butcher was having fun with this conversation. She's the type of kid who would join the Believe movement in America. Knowing the homo Ezekiel, he'd probably corrupt this girl. So all Butcher's doing is saving her.

Butcher: "Well if God's so merciful, why are people raped, murdered, tortured and beaten everyday? Wouldn't he save them instead?"

Shiozaki: "He-"

Butcher: "And if man is supposed to be made in the image of that white haired geezer, than he must be a rapist then huh?! Like the hero who raped my WIFE!"

Shiozaki opened her mouth but couldn't say anything. The implication that a hero raped this man's wife was horrifying. But she tried to make him see sense.

Shiozaki: "Then he is not a true hero. He is a monster masquerading as a man of God!"

Butcher: "So why does your god allow him to become the face of heroics in america, the most influential country on the planet? Over a billion people, especially children, look up to that cunt like he's the second coming of Christ? All while kids with no quirks are being fucked over and others with powerful quirks are regarded as saints?"

Shiozaki: "Because it is part of-"

Butcher: " 'God's infante plan', right? If that's true, then what's the end goal of this 'plan'? Death war and disease ever since the beginning of time and for what? A book some fools made up while they were busy shoveling herbs up their noses? 'God split the sea for Moses'? What a crock of shit!"

Shiozaki: "But…"

Butcher: "Look, lil' miss: I'm not saying this to fuck with you or make you cry- that's the furthest from my mind. I'm telling you this because the sooner you realize the cluster-fuck of a sham you've been sold will lead you nowhere, the sooner you can think clearly and focus on what really matters to you on this Earth."

With that said, Butcher left class 1-B with Ibara struggling to find comfort in prayer but couldn't.

Meanwhile

"You are a fucking honte à dame france."

Frenchie was currently in the boy's dorm hallway where he encountered Yuga. Seeing how this boy uses his quirk and french heritage to his advantage of being a hero, he decided to take him down a peg.

"How dare you call me a honte?! I was born in Paris France."

"Just because you were born in France, doesn't make you one morveuse. Look at you, flaunting around like a strip-teaseuse dans une discothèque. You're nothing but an insult to France which is already turning to shit!"

Aoyoma had never experienced a fellow Frenchman or anyone for that matter berate him for trying to be a hero.

"Two years ago, I had to watch the Normandy American Cemetery and Memorial get absolutely destroyed by some fucking Supes and Villains. My ancestors who fought in WW2 were buried there and I had to watch as all their bodies were being desecrated by those assholes. But what's worse is that they replaced that cemetery with a cemetery for Supes! That is the worst insult to happen to the greatest generation in history. I suggest you wake up and clean the merde de vos yeux."

As Frenchie left, Yuga had tears in his eyes. He had ancestors buried there and he was basically insulting them as well.

Butcher was walking to Principal's Nedzu's office until he was stopped by Yamada Hizashi and Aizawa Shouta. They both glared at him.

"What do you wankers want?"

Hizashi looked at him fiercely and opened his mouth.

"Nedzu already told us about the blackmail that has allowed your organization access to UA. But don't think you'll get away with this."

"Oh I won't? Well I think you shouldn't be concerned about me. It's Yuki you should be worried about."

Shouta immediately grabbed Butcher by the collar and pulled him close.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!"

Butcher took Shouta's hands and wrenched them free from his collar.

"Relax wanker, I didn't do anything to your cat. She's fine."

Butcher pulled up his smartphone which showed Yuki, a snowy white cat, on live camera. At first, Aizawa was relieved until an english bulldog came behind Yuki as if it were waiting for orders.

"Terror…......fuck it"