Bakugo:
Izuku: What?
Bakugo: I asked you if you could sing in my place tonight.
Izuku: I can.
Bakugo: Then what is that?
Izuku: I-
Bakugo: What is that?
Izuku, holding an otamatone: It’s my otamatone.
Bakugo: You said you would sing tonight.
Izuku: And I can sing…through my otamatone.
Bakugo:
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