The door clicked open. Izuku walked into the interrogation room, the fluorescent light casting a pallid overlay on the scene. A table was inside with two chairs, and on the side opposite to Izuku was a woman with blonde hair. It was no longer tied in the usual messy buns it had been styled as before. Her fangs peeked out from beneath her lips, yellow eyes lighting up between the side bangs framing her face. Those bangs reminded him a lot of Ochaco, now that he really thought about it.

"Izuku."

"Toga," he said somewhat stiffly. He took a seat, the chair scraping along the floor. He spared a glance for the two-way mirror on the left side of the room. He focused back on Toga. She wore a calm smile, one he couldn't quite discern as genuine or not.

"They told me you were ready to talk. How's the synthesized blood they've been giving you?"

"I don't like drinking that stuff too much. It's like swallowing liquified soy packets." Her face contorted in disgust. "But... I guess it hasn't been so bad lately. They've made it taste less gooey. Do you think I could get a taste of the real stuff every now and then?"

Izuku pursed his lips. "To wean you off the stuff... yeah. I think it's possible. But as time goes on, you'll be getting less and less of it. You understand that, right?"

"Hmph. It's just a simple request." Himiko pouted. Bored, she let her own eyes wander to the mirror. "How are you and Ochaco?"

"Good."

"She still won't speak to me?"

Izuku could only shrug. "She was never particularly for the idea of getting you out from the start."

Himiko giggled. "Some people might think she's jealous. I'm not opposed to sharing..."

Izuku had to bite his tongue to stop himself from chuckling at the irony of her statement. "That's not the goal here, Toga. Agreeing to test the synthetic blood more regularly means you're ready to take the next step. I can't guarantee this will secure you a release, and it won't be a fast one if it does. This'll be slow going and you need to prepare for that."

"Yeah, yeah, boring stuff. Are we done talking about that? I'm going to do it, but this better get me some results."

Nodding, Izuku smiled. "Let's hope."

Stretching, Himiko grinned. "Now that that's out of the way... I can't wait to hear about things with Ochaco since last time! Oh, it's been so long."

Izuku let himself relax. "Yeah. Things have been good. She's still behind on all her paperwork, but I help work her through it bit by bit. And we've got a new place for ourselves too, that's helped us."

The conversation proceeded from there, Izuku regaling Himiko with the recent events of his life (sans the harem) and the goings on. He was extremely careful not to mention the PLF, Twice, Hawks or anything else. Just keeping the tone nice and relaxed, making sure nothing would set her off. The goal was to keep her calm and save the upsetting stuff for therapy sessions where she could iron out her issues.

Himiko sighed, genuine happiness kindling within her eyes. "I really wish I could be with you guys. It feels like a whole lifetime of stuff's happened in just the past few years. Especially since..."

She grew quiet. Izuku was back on guard as he saw her look of shrewd calculation. He tried to sway her back into a good mood.

"Things are changing, little by little. Superhuman society has been doing it's policing wrong. Hopefully by the time you're out, it'll be a completely different world."

"... They killed Jin."

"I know."

"And he's still out there. The murderer who did it for them."

Izuku's mouth ran dry. This was exactly where he'd hoped the conversation wouldn't go. "Hawks is a very complicated man. And he's not exactly living life the way he was back then."

"Nothing complicated about murder. You just push the knife in far enough until they stop."

The cold chill of the tabletop felt all the more prominent to Izuku at that moment. Now that they had arrived at the subject, there was no avoiding it. "What would you say to Hawks? If you met him?"

"I already saw him before I got in here. It was the only time we ever really spoke. Normally, at least. He told me he was sorry."

"And you said?"

"That he could go to hell."

Lacing his fingers together, Izuku stared Himiko in the eye. The warm glow that had occupied them before was long gone, replaced by cold rage. It wasn't directed at him, thankfully, but by the image of the winged man was forever seared into her brain. While cheerful and somewhat childish on the outside, Himiko's inner thoughts were steely and chilling. Having her overcome her hate would likely be the biggest hurdle in rehabilitating her. Although, compared to the previous few times, Himiko hadn't yet brought up drinking his blood yet. That was at least a start.

Right then, something new took hold in her eyes. Shifting over from a razor-sharp stare of hate, the golden irises became pools of honey. She smirked, tilting her head and pulling her right leg into her chest. "But you know what I just thought of? When I'm out of here, I'm free to do a lot of things."

"You will be. Given you cooperate."

"Hmph. Typical Izuku. But that's why you're so tantalising. You're just..." She stretched out her hand toward his face, as if prepared to caress it. She stopped just before her fingertips could brush his cheek, drawing the hand back. "Out of reach."

"I'm not so sure Ochaco would agree to that."

"I'm not expecting it to happen tomorrow or anything. Just think on it, baby."

She leaned back, crossing her long legs together on the table. She smiled at him past her feet. "You can tell me how I taste afterward."

After a few more teasing exchanges, Izuku said goodbye and extricated himself from the room. Himiko winked and blew him a small kiss. Stepping outside, he approached Tsukauchi.

"You see what I mean? She agreed to test out the blood but even though she hates it, and she wants to go through with this."

"Yeah. She's changing at least a little bit." Izuku looked through the mirror again, clear on his side. Toga had taken to staring longingly at it, focused on a spot several feet away from where Izuku was standing. Tsukauchi continued.

"But this is still a long shot. Without constant access to blood and supplanting it with a substitute, we've managed to make a bit of headway in sessions with her. But she's a ways away from being sane, and honestly? Likely never will be entirely. I still say it's not worth it. You saw how she was when she brought up Hawks."

"If there's a shot we can save her, I'm taking it. The Hawks stuff... well, we agreed that was always going to be the most difficult thing to overcome. You said your sister could help reintegrate her into society? Schedule media appearances and all that?"

"Yeah, Makoto's dealt with something similar in the past. When I told her, she was eager to jump at the chance. But I'm not letting her near that girl until we can be absolutely sure she's ready to move forward. And then there's the stuff with you. She seemed about ready to jump your bones."

Izuku chuckled nervously. "I guess she never got over that crush... Still, however long it takes, we're going through with this. Success or not."

Nodding grimly, Tsukauchi patted him on the arm. "On your go, Deku. Same time in a couple weeks?"

Izuku nodded. The two made to exit Tartarus.

Tsukauchi posed another question for him. "I think I know your answer, but Shigaraki's only a few floors below us. You wanna meet with him?"

Izuku's expression grew uncharacteristically hard. "No. I'd rather not ruin my good mood."

Tsukauchi didn't bring the topic up again the rest of the way up.

...

"I still say you should leave the bitch to rot," Katsuki said after a bite of sushi. He was sitting beside Fuyumi in the Midoriya house, having come over for their planned dinner a few days after Izuku went to Tartarus. They were sitting opposite Izuku and Ochaco. Izuku had just finished sharing the update on Himiko's condition with them. Fuyumi gave her boyfriend an exasperated look.

"Katsuki, enough." To this, Katsuki put his chopsticks down.

"No, I have to say it because this dumbass isn't going to let it get through to his head. This shit? With one of the members of the goddamn League of Villains? It don't fly with me. I don't care if she's a girl and I don't care if she can be saved, some things can't be excused."

"It's not going to be excused," Izuku said. He tried to find the words. "I just think if we can help her handle her quirk's effects on her mental state, we have a shot at turning her. Nobody ever gave her the help she needed, they just tried to condition her without taking he quirk's effects on her chemistry into account. She's still serving a sentence and, if she gets out, there will still be limitations."

"But what if those limitations aren't good enough? What if she decides to round up some old buddies and—"

He was interrupted by a gentle but firm hand on his shoulder. Fuyumi glared at him pointedly. Simmering back down, he threw a hand up in defeat. "Look. If I thought you could do it, I wouldn't be arguing with you. But then again... you're the kinda nerd who doesn't take no for an answer. You pull this off, and you get bragging rights."

Izuku grinned. "Won't need to brag. I'll be happy just succeeding."

Ochaco smiled warmly at their terse exchange. "The fated rivals turned best friends once again!"

"Ya don't need to keep repeating that every time we meet!" Katsuki picked his chopsticks back up to stab at his sushi irritably as Fuyumi changed topics.

"So? What are the wedding plans like? I'm surprised you two haven't gotten engaged since you've talked about it for so long."

Ochaco shrugged. "We wanted to do things a little differently. We never really took wedding planning seriously, but we were just looking at possible venues just in case. If we settle on one, that's when we'll get engaged."

Izuku shrugged. "You never know. Could happen at any time." Ochaco blushed as she went on.

"We want a private wedding but um... that's kind of hard to do. So we're kinda at a standstill for now."

Katsuki snorted. "Yeah. Vultures in the media won't let you grab a single coffee without assaulting you with cameras. Those dirtbags can go stuff 'emselves. Which reminds me, what the hell was up with how Jiro was treating you? Something about those rumours?"

Izuku began to sweat a little. "Oh, it was just a big misunderstanding. We settled it privately."

Fuyumi grew curious. "Katsuki told me. She was worried about you cheating, correct? But really, she should've known better. You're not the type who cheats. Honestly, those tabloid articles are the worst."

"Yeah, they really are," Izuku said, hoping his voice didn't sound too strained. Him and Ochaco had to prevent themselves from sharing a pointed look in case it tipped their guests off to the reality of the situation.

Fuyumi finished her plate. "Anyway, I was wondering about whether you two would be going to the gala."

Ochaco nodded. "Yeah, we plan to. I mean, all of our old friends should be there, so it'd be a shame not to go. It's been a minute since I've last talked to Toru."

"Good! Me and Katsuki are planning to be there as well."

Katsuki scoffed. "No way. Stuck in a ballroom full of stuffy posers for five or six hours? I'd rather do hero patrol naked."

Fuyumi, still smiling, turned to Katsuki. "I told you dear, we're going."

"Not. A. Chance."

Tugging at his shirt, Fuyumi drew closer to Katsuki. He flinched as she repeated her words much more slowly. "And I've already said, dear. We. Are. Going."

Growing wary, Katsuki pried her fingers off his shirt as he nodded meekly. "Yes, dear..."

Ochaco had to hold her hand to her mouth as she began laughing. Izuku, however, began chuckling freely. "I'm still amazed, Fuyumi. You did what nobody else could: you domesticated him."

"SHUT UP! I'LL KILL YOU ALL!" Roars of laughter could be heard all throughout the evening.

...

A few days after that, Izuku was shaking himself awake. He felt a warm, wet sensation at his crotch. The girls were once again clustered around him save for one exception. Peeking beneath the sheets, orange hair bobbed up and down his cock with careful motions. Itsuka really had been getting better at this.

It wasn't long before the others roused themselves awake. Momo smiled as she pecked his face. Kyoka began kissing gently at his neck while Ochaco cradled his head from above. "A little workout?"

"Sure. But it needs to be fast, we've still got work." Izuku began breathing a little harder as Itsuka worked him to a climax, grunting as he released his load all over her face. She began wiping it up, but not before Kyoka pulled her to her and began licking it off her face akin to a cat. Momo took this chance to insert herself onto him, gently rocking her hips against his as she worked him to climax. She lay down on him, their searing skin pressed against each other as she captured his lips.

Gasping with pleasure, she held Izuku's face tight as she made out with him. Kyoka had finished licking Itsuka's face clean and crawled over to where Momo and Izuku were meeting. She was fascinated by how her heavenly hips shook over his. Itsuka chose to wrap herself around Izuku's muscled left arm, kissing his shoulder.

Grunting faster and faster, Momo pulled back and began hissing. Her wide hips continued to shake, her walls squeezing his dick until she was rewarded with his hot semen unloading into her. Grinning, she fell back, stretching her muscles out and completely satisfied. Ochaco wasted no time being the next one. She sighed as she sat down on Izuku's still erect rod.

"I never get tired of this." She bounced her hips up and down. Kyoka crawled over and began fondling one of her large breasts, capturing her lips in a kiss. Momo came over soon after, closing her mouth on the other humongous teat and sucking away.

Itsuka settled herself over Izuku's face, core dripping. "Don't slack off just because it's morning," she said before plopping down. She threw back her head and gasped headily, Izuku's tongue immediately getting to work. She pressed her plush bottom down on him, marvelling at the way he could move his tongue even encumbered by so many lovers. He truly was a man without equal.

She breathed through her teeth, the tongue exploring her innermost cavern with curiosity and passion. Shaking her lower body, she tried to pull it in as deep as it would go, the rough wet texture a fork of constant pleasure darting inside of her.

Ochaco continued bouncing, bringing the other girls down to where her crotch was. Her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her skull as she felt their tongues join in pleasuring her alongside Deku's cock. As she and Itsuka bounced, they grew more and more focused on reaching a climax. They moaned, panted, squealed and finally began screaming their utmost. With each dart of his tongue and every thrust, Izuku continued to work them into a frenzy until they both came with an ear-splitting yell.

As the girls all fell onto the bed, Izuku stumbled out of it as he wiped at his mouth. "Seriously guys, we've gotta get ready. Let's go!"

Grumbling at the end of their fun, the girls all crawled out of bed. They didn't bother with clothes even as Izuku pulled some pajama pants on after they cleaned themselves up. He grew puzzled at this, although was unsuccessful at stopping another erection from popping up as he saw their nude bodies follow after him.

"We don't need our clothes until we get ready," Ochaco said, shrugging. She and the other girls walked past him, each giving him a peck on the cheek. Izuku's gaze followed their bare asses as they walked down the stairs. Blinking in disbelief at how he'd landed in every man's ultimate fantasy, he followed after them.

Kyoka offered to make breakfast this time, and Izuku stayed in the kitchen to help her. She pulled on an apron, naked behind framed as all the more prominent because of it. Izuku couldn't help but keep staring at it. He was reminded of when Momo and Ochaco had greeted him in the same attire not too long ago.

Getting the ingredients ready, Kyoka suddenly stopped. She glanced toward the dining area and then back at Izuku. He shook his head. She pleaded with a pout which caused Izuku to relent, acknowledging that he hadn't managed to get around to her like he had the others that morning.

Silently walking over and grabbing her by the waist, he pulled down his pants and inserted his stiff member inside of her. Kyoka clasped a hand over her mouth to prevent herself from moaning aloud, instead choosing to hum with satisfaction inside her throat.

Thrusting, Izuku began breathing a little harder. Kyoka's pussy felt as wonderful as ever, and despite knowing they had little time for it, surrendered himself to the immense pleasure. As she bent over the counter, she pushed back to meet his cock and pull it even deeper inside her.

Holding the counter in a death grip, Kyoka's earlobes bounced with every shove Izuku made into her. As his cock split her open, she found herself happy to just be with him like this, happy to share in his love. Happy to be loved.

The thought giving her some more energy, she pushed back into Izuku even harder, eager to have his seed spill out of her. Panting and panting, they each met one another's hips with all they had, until finally with strangled moans Izuku erupted inside her. The hot, sticky feeling filled her up and she pressed her face to the cold countertop, a relief for her heated skin. She felt the substance begin to drip out as Izuku pulled out. Wiggling her ass, Kyoka licked her lips.

"Now that's the pick-me-up I wanted."

Izuku made to grab a paper towel to clean up the mess but was stopped by an "Ahem!" Looking up, he saw Ochaco, Momo and Itsuka with their arms crossed beneath their naked breasts. They looked at him and Kyoka with their eyebrows raised, although seemed curious as to how willing Izuku was to repeat the exercise.

Part of him screaming that he was insane to refuse, Izuku held up his hands. "We don't have time. I'll make it up to you later."

Itsuka was the first to give up. "Okay... but we expect something good." The other two nodded in agreement.

Now fully satisfied, Kyoka and Izuku properly set about making breakfast. After Kyoka had cleaned herself up again, of course.

...

Past midday. Izuku rolled his neck around after a gruelling morning of hero work as he and Ochaco headed back up to the office.

"I guess it's one of those days," he said.

"One of those days," Ochaco repeated. "By the way, was that your phone that kept ringing during that last arrest? That's not my ringtone."

"Yeah, I didn't have time to check." Izuku pulled out his phone and blinked at the large amount of notifications he'd received of missed calls from...

"Kyoka?"

Sliding open the notifications, Izuku held the phone up to his ear as he rang her back. She picked up once he and Ochaco exited the elevator. He could hear panic in her voice.

"Oh, Izuku! Why didn't you pick up before!?"

"I was kinda busy. What is it, you in trouble?"

"Well... I guess, sort of? I mean, it kind of involves me, but it's really you that's in trouble. Where are you right now?"

"Right outside our office. Why?"

"Wait, wait, don't go in there—"

But it was too late. Izuku opened the door and there was a familiar pair of mismatched white ears there to greet him. Him and Ochaco blinked in surprise.

"Mirko?"

Rumi smirked cockily, the gloved bionic left arm which had replaced her real one against her hips. Her skin-tight suit strained against her muscles. "Deku. Just the man I wanted to see."

"... Shit," Kyoka said. Rumi's ears twitched.

"Earphone Jack. You were too late."

"... Too late for what?" Ochaco asked. Kyoka groaned on the other line.

"I just ran into her like, an hour ago. She started sniffing me and well..."

Eyes growing wide, Izuku and Ochaco stared at Rumi in fear as she smirked. "Jesus, don't look too shocked. I smelled other girls on you before, you don't think I couldn't smell you on them? I couldn't say for sure, but as soon as I ran into Earphone Jack this morning it was official. She smelled just as strongly of you as Yaoyorozu and her did. I decided to pay you both a visit and figured your office would be my best shot."

Gritting her teeth, Ochaco glared at her rival as Izuku hastily said goodbye to Kyoka, saying he'd find a way to take care of this. "Don't talk about me like I'm not here! Just what are you trying to imply?"

"You, Earphone Jack, Yaoyorozu and that karate girl are all hooking up with Deku on the sly." Rumi's smirk grew more wicked as she turned back to Izuku. "And even if I can't prove it, I know the media would be very interested in an anonymous tip that would fan the flames of the rumours around you. I mean, cheating simply isn't your style, but polyamory? I think the media could be sold on that, especially since it's true."

"But it's not," Ochaco protested. Rumi's expression grew deadpan.

"Don't play dumb with me, you country hick. Do you think you're going to throw off the strongest female hero off the scent with some half-hearted lies?"

"Strongest?" Ochaco smirked. "Why am I three whole ranks above you, then?"

Before Rumi could prepare a retort, Izuku placed himself between the two ladies. "Okay, let's bring the temperature down here, alright? Say you're right about us. What exactly are you asking about regarding it?" Izuku felt he knew already though, and what Rumi replied with confirmed his suspicions.

"Simply put; I want in on this little sex arrangement you have. I'll convince you that you don't need any other girl but me after you've had a taste of something other than boring vanilla. I'll be able to fill up your world in more ways than one. The strongest male hero deserves only the strongest female companion possible."

A tick formed in Ochaco's forehead. She smiled painfully. "Again. Three whole ranks above you. And better it be vanilla than sour grapes."

Lightning seemed to flash between the two as they glared at one another. Rumi refocused her gaze back on Izuku, working the irritated look off her face for one much smugger. "Trust me. I'll knock your socks off. That, or your harem becomes the next big propellant for the rumor mill."

Izuku scratched his chin as Rumi stared at him. She looked hungrier than ever as her eyes ran up and down his body. "This could get complicated."

Harem List:

Ochaco Uraraka

Momo Yaoyorozu

Itsuka Kendo

Kyoka Jiro

Blackmailing Vixen List:

Rumi Usagiyama (Mirko)

Eventful chapter, eh? Got ourselves started on the Toga stuff, some sweet love with the girls and a great introduction with Rumi. Her naturally aggressive personality of course means that she is going to aggressively pursue Izuku with all she's got now that she's found her opportunity. She'll be adding a lot to the harem dynamic, especially as she's going to be butting heads with Ochaco the entire way as she vies to take her place in the harem's number one spot. You can look forward to that and more in the chapters to come.

Votes are in from last time too, and the winner is... Moe this time! I was thinking she might make it in earlier but then again, she's only been recently introduced and would have a hard time overtaking major favorites. Especially when it comes to screen time and feats.

The order now goes: Ochaco, Momo, Itsuka, Kyoka, Rumi (Mirko), Mina, Toru, Mei, Tomoko (Ragdoll), Tsuyu, Nejire, Nemuri (Midnight), Ibara, Ryuko (Pixie-bob), Kaoruko (Bubble Girl), Melissa, Yui, Camie, Shino (Mandalay), Setsuna, Moe (Burnin'), [spots yet to be determined], Himiko.

The voting period resets now! It will come to an end with next week's chapter as per usual and remember, you can only vote for one girl at a time. The remaining haremettes are:

Pony Tsunutori

Reiko Yanagi

Kinoko Komori

Yuyu Haya

Ryuko Tatsuma (Ryukyuu)

Just the final five left, guys! Things could get close. And I hope you're looking forward to this Rumi arc as much as I am, because it's going to be pretty sexy.

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