"Oh my!" Ziv practically moaned as she took in another bite of dessert. Her smile looked like it belonged to that of a pure-hearted maiden as she placed a hand on her cheek, her legs kicking slightly under the table. "How is the food so good in this world?"

Izuku just shrugged and looked at the 'one of everything' Ziv had ordered and then promptly started to devour, his head still partially spinning over everything that had happened. Somehow he had ended up taking her to a quick and easy diner, mostly so he could at least scrape together some form of explanation from her.

"Alright, so, if I'm understanding this right…" Izuku placed his hand against his forehead while Ziv just stared at him with a spoon full of ice cream in her mouth and a bit of ramen gathered in her chopsticks. She was a glutton, but she was fucking cute about it. "You're a professional demon lord, and the last world, Keer, was just one of many jobs you've taken?"

She nodded, taking the spoon out of her mouth and pointing it at him. "That's right. Not only am I a professional, I'm also the best there is. I take a lot of pride in what I do."

"Which is to cause pain and suffering on various worlds?"

She pouted. "You're not looking at the big picture, and it's making me look bad." She sighed and let her shoulders slump. "Though really, I shouldn't be too surprised; the whole thing is just a bit above my head anyways. But, here, let me explain why I'm not evil and why you should keep dating me." She smiled and looked down at herself. "Well, besides the fact that I'm hot."

"We're not dating."

She hummed and waved her hand around her pointing at the restaurant.

Izuku felt his cheeks burn like they had gotten hit by a fireball. "This doesn't count."

"Well, I say it does, so it's half a date, which just means you owe me another half later."

"That's not how—!" He stopped and calmed himself for a moment. He really did have an absolutely terrible weakness against incredibly forward and attractive women, and really, Ziv was probably number one in both of those categories. If it wasn't for her previous position as something he was quite literally trying to kill and the emblematic evil of four years of his life, he probably would have just rolled over and let her have her way. "Can you please explain?"

"Fine, fine, but it's pretty boring." He watched her polish off the entire bowl of ramen like it was nothing. "Basically, in worlds where there's a lot of magic, eventually society gets to the point where there's no conflict, which sounds great, but then one of several things happen: either the people get bored and die off in a chain reaction that causes all life and magic to die on that world, the people get bored and somehow discover that there are other worlds and then we get an endless war of conquest, or—and this one is the most likely—the entire world explodes and drains the magic away from basically all of its neighbors."

He blinked and looked around. "Okay… But how do demon lords solve that?"

"Oh! They don't, at least not on their own. Plenty of worlds had been conquered by amature demon lords before and then their world went boom, or devolved into fighting where everyone dies." She hummed and tapped her fingers on the table before pointing at him. "But, that's where you guys come in."

"Me?"

"Heroes!" She laughed and smiled at him. The cheerful look on her face showed nothing about her supposedly evil nature as a dragon; instead, it was so pure and joyful that Izuku could mistake her for a young kid. At least, if it wasn't for the downright seductive nature of her eyes and the fact that she looked like she had more than one puberty. "Heroes are the missing piece. You see, it's really smart: demon lords cause the strife that prevents magical worlds from destabilizing, but the heroes that 'kill' us prevent the other extreme from happening."

"That sounds really convoluted."

"Oh it is," Ziv nodded her head, the straw of her drink gracing her lips, "but it works. Most magic worlds have their own demon lord hero system so they're self-contained, but for worlds that lack a demon lord? That's where I come in. Same thing with otherworld heroes like you."

"Okay, okay, I don't really understand, but this is getting us nowhere."

"Good, I'm on vacation, and talking about work is just not what I want." She sighed and smiled at him. Her bright red eyes almost made her thin black pupil like that of a snake vanish. "But I guess you're not done with questions, right?"

"Oh, I have a lot, but what I really need to know is why you were following us around. Why pretend to be Ziv? Why Trixi?" He paused, feeling his cheeks burn all the more. "Why, uhh, you know?"

"I mentioned I was a professional, right?" Ziv pushed a bit of her silvery hair back behind her horn, revealing her small round ear that had a single blue gem embedded in it. "Well, a big problem with demon lords is that they tend to accidentally kill the heroes; mostly because the whole system is pretty dangerous, but also the worlds themselves tend to be pretty dangerous." She smiled and leaned forward just a bit. "So, I just joined your party and made sure you lived. Basically, I was your plot armor."

"So that time Ziv found the secret passage?"

"Oh, I knew it was there the whole time."

"And when we all managed to survive that fall down the waterfall?"

"Oh, I saved you all." Ziv practically beamed with pride. "Though, it wasn't like I was saving you all the time. I also got to know your party. I've done it before, but then you did something, and it kind of affected me."

"I did?" Izuku asked, trying to remember his every interaction with the white haired rogue had come and gone in his party.

"It was a small gesture," Ziv admitted, pinching the air, the light blush on her cheeks standing out amongst her pale skin. "Do you remember when we got separated in the mountains?"

"Yeah. You started a fire, and then we sat next to it until we got rescued."

"So, this is going to sound really bad, but, when you wrapped that blanket around me and pulled me close, you made me go 'Oh', and that's when I started to take an unprofessional interest in you."

"And Trixi?"

"Oh, so, I was Trixi well before you showed up." Ziv continued to twirl her finger at him as she sat back down at the table. The once impressive amount of food before her was already down to less than half. She probably kept it all in her tits, hips, ass, and thighs, given how she was thicker than concrete oatmeal. That, or the fact that she was a dragon. "Basically, that's what I did to relax. I have a hobby of cooking, you see."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah, I love cooking, especially since I travel between so many worlds." Her smile turned feral, and she winked at him while licking her lips. "I'd love to cook for you later. I bet I can make something that'll blow your mind."

"Does you cooking involve turning into a dragon?"

"No, but it does involve an apron." She tapped on the table and placed her hand on her cheek while her devilish smile betrayed any sense of innocence she might have had. "And nothing else."

"You really don't hold back, do you?" Izuku asked, trying to keep his embarrassment to a minimum. He was pretty sure everyone in the restaurant had heard that. There were going to be so many tabloids about this.

"Nope! When I know I want something, I tend to go after it pretty hard." Ziv hummed and pushed back some of her silvery hair. "Most of the time it scares men off, but that's not going to happen with you."

"Why's that?"

"I chased you across dimensions; where the hell do you think you can run from me?"

She had a great point there.

"Besides," he crossed her arms and her legs, leaning back in her seat and smirking smugly at him, "I know you won't run away, Mr. Hero. I find your ability to rise to the challenge incredibly hot."

Was it hot in here?

It felt really hot here.

"Okay, so, I'm willing to accept all that, mostly because you don't seem to actually want to take over the world or anything."

"Nah, that's too much work."

"Right, so, umm, before we started…" He gestured to the two of them. "Whatever the hell this is going to be,"

"Amazing, it's going to be amazing." She leaned forward, pushing aside some of the dishes and letting her chest rest on the table while she supported her head with her arm.

"Right, umm, that night when we, umm, you were Trixi, and we,"

"Did the deed?"

He heard like three cameras go off when she said that.

"Right, yeah, when we did that, why?"

"Hmm, well, it wasn't really planned; I of course knew you were in the area, and this was after I had already started to fall for you, so I wanted to wow you with my cooking, and then before I knew it one thing led to another and our clothes were flying off."

Ziv really had no shame at all, did she?

"Any other questions?"

"Just one?"

"Oooh?" She leaned forward and licked her lip.

Izuku pointed down under the table. "How the hell were you able to keep your shoes?"

"Oh! I walked here!"

What?

AN: 2/3s of my household has covid! I'm the 1/3! Wish me luck!

Anyways, hope you all enjoy this chapter and a bit of insight into Ziv's character, I think she's fun.