[Third Person's PoV]
Later in the day…
Momo was struggling to stand, her legs wobbly as she pleaded, "Please! I beg of you! I want to go ho, it was a mistake coming here!"
Beside her, Howard Stark was face-first on the floor, unconscious and muttering incoherent mathematical equations.
Tony, unfazed, glanced at Momo with a smirk. "Oh, stop the whining. We've made so much progress. Not to ntion the things we've just created together. You're not going to tell these won't be useful to you later in the future, are you?"
Momo sighed, trying to catch her breath. "They will, but please, just let rest!"
Friday, Tony's ever-reliable AI, chid in at just the right mont, "Boss, you have your one o'clock eting with Japan's National Police Force in approximately one hour."
Tony groaned, throwing his hands up in frustration. "Ugh, just when I was so close to a breakthrough! Why do I have to care about people? Why do I need to have a bleeding heart?" he grumbled.
Momo, hearing the news, saw a glimr of hope. "Does that an I can take a break?" she asked, her voice full of anticipation.
Tony sighed reluctantly. "Yeah, but you can't escape. Think of this as an intermission."
Momo scoffed, still exhausted. "I'm going ho. You're crazy if you think I'm going to wait here for you to torture again. I an, look at your poor father," she said, pointing to Howard, who was still mumbling on the floor.
"He'll live," Tony said dismissively. "Anyway, if you do go ho, I'll just co there and kidnap you. Your parents love , so they'll allow it."
"You monster," Momo replied, her tone harsh but too drained to argue further.
Tony waved her off as he walked away. "There's a bit of a monster in all of us. You'll live too."
After quickly showering and getting dressed in a sharp three-piece suit, Tony combed his hair back, put on his sunglasses, and strapped on a silver watch. He descended to find lissa waiting for him, looking every bit the professional secretary in her pencil skirt, blue blouse, matching heels, and glasses. Her hair was tied up in a neat bun.
lissa stood up straight, smoothing her skirt as she asked, "Tell honestly, does this skirt make my butt look fat?"
Tony grinned and let out a low whistle. "Damn right it does! We might need to do so office play where the secretary wants a pay raise."
Before he could say more, they heard a loud cough. Tony turned to see Maria Stark choking on her drink. "Oh goodness, that went down the wrong pipe. Tony, what the hell?" she exclaid, her face a mix of shock and amusent.
Tony's confidence faltered as he grew embarrassed. "Oh, mother dearest, I didn't know you were there..." he stamred, lissa equally flustered.
"Friday!" Tony called out, desperate to escape the awkward situation. The AI appeared, holding a briefcase with her flippers and handed it to him. "We'll be on our way now, mother," Tony said quickly, speed-walking out with lissa right behind him.
As they got into the limousine, Tony, still embarrassed, asked, "Why didn't you tell my mother was there?"
lissa shot him a look. "How the hell was I supposed to know you were going to say sothing like that?"
"You should know by now! Especially when you're looking that good," Tony retorted.
lissa rolled her eyes. "I would have assud you'd have more self-control knowing your parents were in the house! Not to ntion my dad!"
Eager to change the subject, Tony asked, "Did you look over everything?"
lissa nodded, focusing on the task at hand. "Yeah, Friday sent the files while you were showering, which I finished reviewing."
Tony relaxed a bit, grateful for the distraction as the limousine drove them to their destination. The awkwardness slowly dissipated, replaced by the anticipation of the eting ahead.
Tony and lissa stepped out of their limousine, arriving in front of a towering skyscraper emblazoned with the letters "JNPF" in bold letters across the front. Tony walked with confidence, sunglasses on, and a lollipop in his mouth, while lissa followed closely behind, holding the suitcase with "Stark" clearly visible on it and her signature tablet in hand.
Recognizing Tony Stark, the security guards at the entrance imdiately opened the door for them, nodding in acknowledgnt. "Thank you," Tony said with a slight nod as he walked through, heading directly toward the reception desk.
The receptionist, already expecting them, quickly handed over two passes with their photos on them. "The higher-ups are anticipating your arrival. I'll be the one guiding you," she said, leading them to a private elevator that took them directly to the top floor.
As they reached the top, they found themselves in a large, sleek conference room. Ten individuals sat around a long rectangular table, waiting in anticipation. The tension in the room was palpable, and as the door was knocked, the man at the head of the table, Kazuma Takeda, gave the signal. "Co in."
The receptionist opened the door, and Tony, followed by lissa, walked in with confidence. Kazuma, the head of Japan's National Police Force and a mber of a powerful political family, greeted them with a smile. "So, to what do I owe the pleasure of the famous Anthony Stark in my office?"
Tony returned the smile as he took a seat at the opposite end of the table. "Your incompetence, obviously."
Kazuma's smile vanished, replaced by a raised eyebrow as he stared at Tony in shock. The others at the table exchanged uneasy glances. "Excuse ?" Kazuma asked, his tone hardening.
"You heard ," Tony continued, his voice steady as lissa stood beside him, maintaining a professional posture. "Your officers were responsible for safely transporting the criminal who attacked my parents to your secure prison, to be locked away where they could do no more harm. But you failed."
Kazuma's frown deepened. "Are you referring to the incident yesterday? You can't seriously be blaming us for that. Our n were ambushed and killed by a powerful villain with an unknown agenda."
Tony didn't flinch. "Which is why I said you're incompetent. You don't know who attacked your n, why they did it, or how not a single mber of that special team survived."
Kazuma leaned forward, his tone growing more intense. "And are you saying you know who was responsible for that grueso scene?"
"That I do," Tony replied confidently, signaling to lissa. She swiped her finger across her tablet, projecting a hologram of Tomura Shigaraki, Kurogiri, and a Nomu onto the table. The image was crystal clear, taken from one of Tony's satellites that had recorded the entire incident.
"These are the sa individuals responsible for the attack on the USJ," Tony explained. "From the information I've gathered from the underground, they are known as Tomura Shigaraki and Kurogiri. Their purpose? I can only speculate, but the most obvious is that they're building up their forces, recruiting more mbers."
The room fell silent as Kazuma and the others absorbed the information. The evidence was undeniable, and the implications were severe. Tony had just placed them all on high alert.
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