An Especially Enflamed Enji

Yaomomo brought down an armful of photocards and rolled-up posters. The Dekusquad took them, and started feeding them into the fire one by one.

“S’mores!” Sure thing, Kaminari was already roasting a marshmallow.

Bakugou dropped in an action figure; the fire gave a little nitroglycerine-fuelled whump.

“Kacchan?!”

“Tch,” Bakugou replied, and from him that was an enthusiastic endorsement of the merch-burning.

Kyouka shrugged and offered an older t-shirt.

“Why would you do this?!” despaired Iida. “Endeavour deserves our respect!”

Kyouka sneered. “I don’t know anything, except that Todoroki-kun’s standing there happy watching his Dad burn in effigy.”

Iida froze. “Oh.”