Mitsuki Bakugo

As I walked, making my way downtown, I eventually saw quite the sight.

There, standing before me, was a sexy blonde bombshell. Her white shirt showing a fair bit of cleavage, and her skirt giving me a good view of her legs.

But honestly the most important thing is that I recognized her. Katsuki Bakugo's mom, Mitsuki was walking down the sidewalk, right towards me.

"Excuse me!" I said "You're Bakugo's mom, right?"

She stopped and smiled.

"I am! You know my little Kats--" she began, before her eyes inevitably locked with mine. They went dim, and her mouth hung open a bit.

Thankfully there weren't a lot of people around, but even so I had to think quick.

I couldn't give her a trigger like I did Ochako and Momo. I saw them every day so a "meet me somewhere" trigger was fine. But I had no idea where to find this lady after this moment. I needed something else...

"Mitsuki. Any time I ask you a question you will be compelled to answer. You will always answer truthfully, never find it odd, and never be bothered by my questions." I said.

As I finished, she returned to normal.

"Woah... Sorry. What was I..?" She began "Oh right! So you know my son?"

"I do. He's in my class."

"Well, I hope he isn't too much trouble. I know he can get a little--"

I pulled out my phone.

"What's your phone number?" I asked her.

She rattled off some numbers which I quickly entered into my contacts

"And your address?"

Once again, she just fired it off, and I put it into my notes.

In theory, I now had access to her.

"Ah dammit..." She grumbled, looking at her phone "sorry! I gotta go. Grocery shopping, ya know?" She said with a smile "Nice to meet you though!"

She began walking away. But... I kind of wanted to ask more.

"What's your favorite color!" I boomed. She stopped in her tracks.

"Lavender" she replied

"Favorite animal?"

I began moving closer to her

"Gorilla"

I now stood face to face with her again

"What do you think of your son?" I asked. Genuinely curious about this one.

"He can be a real pain in the ass, but he's talented, loyal, and smart... I just wish he hadn't gotten my looks. That boy has a big enough ego as it is" she huffed.

Well... At least I knew the "be honest" part worked.

I could ask her more and get more... Personal... Or just let her go for now.