"Is that a threat?" The dowdy commission member asked with a frown, eyes narrowed on the voice hero. “You realize the implications of such a comment, correct?”
A threat of its own leveled towards Mic-Sensei. Shinsou tensed, waiting.
Mic smiled, a sinister, bitter smile.
“No, not a threat” he remarked simply, “That’s a promise, listeners.”
Limiter by @phantomessangel aka my fav scene of Mic in this fic 👀












