It still isn't easy being a sugar baby!

Alka-Seltzer and orange juice were Izuku's breakfast for the morning. He ingested the Alka-Seltzer first. He was experiencing indigestion from the previous night after Ochako ordered Chinese food for him, herself, and Kayama-sensei. As a rue to their parents, Kayama-sensei informed Ochako and Izuku's parents that they were studying at the UA campus and spending the night in the teacher's lounge.

Rubbing the bridge of his nose, the emerald-haired teen looked in the mirror. He opened Nemuri's medicine cabinet to see if she had ointment. Last night, the girls wanted to play a game of Hero and Villian. Izuku was obviously the most eligible bachelor, Bruce Wayne. Ochako and Nemuri served their roles as Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy respectively. After eating their Chinese, the tet-o-tet was supposed to be an ambush. Tied to the bedpost where the girls performed their alluring trickery to confess to his Batcave.

That alone contributed to his indigestion and headache.

Once topping his chalky cherry-flavored drink, he used the orange juice to wash it off. He couldn't find any ointment for the scratch marks on his neck. As a consolation, he would use a soaked towel and soap to clean the marks until he gets home later in the day.

"Morning, puddin'," replied Ochako in her best New York accent as she could be seen from the mirror. Wearing nothing but her Syracuse sweatshirt she gathered from Nemuri's closet, she, too, appeared as if she was in a daze. Her unkempt hair, her bloodshot eyes, and her Cheshire cat grin. Izuku knew that the brunette had an exciting night. Another thing about his girl was the love for female domination. Of course, in their relationship, Izuku has the final say. However, when it comes to the bedroom, his lips were sealed by the mistress of the night.

He gave her the peace sign. He grabbed the towel from the rack and tossed it in the sink. It was six in the morning. School was to be attended. He had a full day ahead and needed as much energy before heading to class.

Izuku had discussed with Ochako on reducing his hours during the school week as he wanted academics to be a factor. No way he wanted his mother asking questions. He was thinking until the next school break, keep his rendezvous on weekends.

"Last night was great," the brunette said as she sashayed her way behind him. She gripped his ass before kissing his back. She grabbed the toothbrush she kept in the medicine cabinet to proceed with her hygiene. She checked to see if Nemuri kept any more morning-after pills.

"Check in the bottom cabinet. I gave Nemuri a stipend to keep up with that." Izuku swallowed the rest of his orange juice. He reached for the towel to wake himself up for a second wind. "As much as I love saving the world and putting you girls to bed. Let it be only One for All."

Ochako sniggered. "Relax, Deku baby! I know we've talked about this! Never you worry! Although someday when you hang it up, the mother pussycat is ready to purr for your milk."

Izuku didn't answer. To think this woman was the manager and always takes the opportunity to take the top before anyone else. How can productivity become successful if the proprietor gets a taste of her own supply? Nevertheless, he doesn't ask any questions. Partially, he concluded it was insecurity. Although she was participating and contributing to their business, the fact that someone else was using him at their disposal. Nevertheless, Izuku always reminded her that he was her man. Of course, there was Nemuri, but there were special circumstances.

"Meow yourself to find clothes! School starts in about an hour." Izuku pecked Ochako on the cheek. He placed the towel back on the rack as he walked to the shower stall. While turning on the nozzle, he turned to Ochako. "Be sure to wake Kayama-sensei, would you please? Unlike us, she must set the standards and be at her post before class starts."

Ochako covered her mouth in silent laughter. How could they not forget Nemuri? As if she was playing for an Emmy, Nemuri played her role of Poison Ivy very well. Seductively playing with Izuku like a toy and sharing their alluring lesbian moments together was invigorating and satisfying. Honestly, the brunette was glad to have a keeper with them whenever Izuku was available. Nevertheless, her man was always the man in her life. Always coming first. "Nemuri was about to drown in her own floodwaters. The roots were bringing forth its fruit."

"They don't call her Pro Hero 18+ for nothing, sweetness." Izuku removed the clothes from yesterday. He stretched his body. Ochako was whistling at her naked Adonis as he stepped into the shower. "However, she did make an exception for the fact that we aren't eighteen yet."

"Faunus, please! Nemuri couldn't get her eyes off of you when we started her class," replied Ochako calmly. "Her outfit steadily went to the cleaners. Surprised that she didn't wear raincoats."

Izuku raised his finger. "She told me that she wore pads. However, the stains in her panties were too much." He playfully batted his eyes to his beloved. "My devilish charm turned 18+ into 18-!" He closed the shower curtain as he was proceeding to rinse. "But, seriously, babe. Get Kayama-sensei up! On the surface, we need to keep things to our composure. As on routine. And if the girls continue with their vow of secrecy on what we do, then all is well."

"Ai! Yi! Matey!" Ochako gave him a salute as she turned to the bedroom. "You know this pirate wants her booty later on tonight."

"Only if I can have the strength, babe," said Izuku.

"Don't worry! Plenty of health stores that can spruce you right up." She blew a kiss to him before departing to wake up their teacher.

Izuku wanted to rest his mind as the shower soothed him. It felt good having some time to himself as he allowed the multi-jets of Nemuri's shower sprayed him away. He allowed the floodgates to relieve him and to take him away for the time being.

For somewhere in this prefecture, in this town, was a deprived housewife or a hormonally challenged teenager wanting his loving.

A couple of hours later after school...

It was upon the request of his good friend and classmate, Tsuyu Asui to meet somewhere outside of school grounds.

Izuku was sitting outside of the convenient store when Tsuyu appeared on her bike. It was quite often when Izuku frequented the store near the high school. Nothing wrong with his daily canned iced tea and honey buns he thought as he partook on the grounds in the parking lot. Tsuyu hopped off her bike as she walked to the undisturbed Izuku.

"'Sup, Izuku. Ribbit!" The frog girl was in all smiles. She would be after he had done a session with her about a week ago at her residence. On her request, he snuck into her bedroom dressed in Bruce Wayne's persona as Batman as he brought the night in between the sheets. Izuku could tell she was still in a daze as there was drool on her blouse. "The other night was amazing, Izuku. God blessed you with a stronger quirk than the one that was given to you, ribbit!"

Izuku wiped the sleeve of his iced tea mustache. "Glad you had fun," he winked at her calmly. "Whatever I can to please my friends." He took a bite of his honey bun cake. He extended it to her. "Want some?" In no time, the frog girl used her tongue to pull the honey bun into her direction.

And of course, Izuku.

Izuku didn't mind as they shared the taste of the honey bun cake. Along with her contents from whatever she consumed prior to his arrival. "It's a taste-great! Ribbit!"

Izuku nodded his head as he wiped the sleeve with her saliva. "Charmed!" He took another bite of his honey bun. "Is Habuko close by?"

Tsuyu shook her head in disagreement. "She is back at her home. However, she isn't sure if she is up for this." Tsuyu couldn't contain her excitement in telling the snake girl about the experience that she had with Izuku. The girls were at a drink bar as Tsuyu unraveled the essence of the night she shared with Habuko Mongoose.

Less than a day ago…

'Izuku is a wonderful lover, ribbit,' she told the snake girl. 'The way he swooped into my bedroom. Using that dark voice to woo and take me to bed, ribbit! I loved the way he wrapped his big and strong arms around me, pressing his body onto my plushed body.' A shiver ran through the frog girl. 'Thank Christ I am wearing a pad or else there will be a clean up in this booth, ribbit!'

Habuko nervously nodded as she took a sip of her diet soda. 'I didn't think Izuku would offer those kinds of services.'

'Girlfriend, yes,' replied Tsuyu before catching herself in her excitement. 'Cosplays, roleplays, fetishes, Izuku does it all. As long he can cater to his clients. His goal is to fulfill our every single desire.' Tsuyu rubbed her shoulders tenderly as she was still reminiscing about that night. 'The next allowance I get from home, I am using him again, ribbit!'

Habuko showed nervousness as usual. To think that her crush would give himself away to random women and then have a girlfriend who was okay with that. 'And Uraraka is okay with that?'

'Ochako?' Tsuyu blew a raspberry. 'It excites her more. If not anything else.'

'Sort of questions the dynamic of their relationship. More of a pimp-and-prostitute than that.'

'Izuku and Ochako have what I might say, 'a pragmatic relationship.' Tsuyu took a sip of her soda. 'It looks like that but those two are madly in love.' Her eyes shifted away briefly. 'Yet again, I am sure that Ochako tends to float around. I'm not sure. She may as well participate.' She scoffed. 'Like I give a damn. I want some of that Deku booty.' She looked at her friend. 'Care to want a taste?'

The question nearly stunned Habuko as the drink in her hand rattled. 'Why would you think that?! You know what kind of boy I like!"

'Green-haired, green-eyed. The very boy that rose his dark knight into the dark alleys of Gotham last night.' Tsuyu squealed like a piglet. 'I have to do it again. Let me borrow a few dollars.'

'No,' retorted Habuko. 'I won't let you do that.'

'Or at least talk to Izuku if you are pestering it so damn much. Ribbit!'

'I won't do that. As if he would want to sleep with me.'

'Izuku talks, fucks…'

'Don't say that.'

'Why? Don't like the F-word?' Tsuyu smiled. 'Don't like it when I say it like that. Would you rather Izuku make love?'

'Stop, Tsuyu!'

'Don't fight the feeling, Habuko! Ribbit!' She pulled out her cell phone. 'I will call him and we can just have a talk with him. Nothing more. Do you at least want to hear the green prince out?'

'I am...I am not sure.'

Tsuyu was digging in her ears with her tongue before retracting it. 'Why not? I know this. I won't be leaving his number on the table just because I have happened to leave it. Leaving no chance if someone will ever pick it up, ribbit."

Back to the present….

Tsuyu reached into her pocket to give Izuku the money for payment. Izuku swallowed the iced tea, wavering his hand to her. "It's on me, Tsuyu!"

Tsuyu tilted her head. "Really? Are you sure that you don't want it?"

Izuku looked at the frog girl in her eyes. "Sometimes, Tsuyu, the intention is to make the customer happy." He slapped the dust from his shorts. "My objective has always been treating the client with care and respect. With their fantasies, no matter how ridiculous it can be, my goal is to please them. Of course, money, gifts, and benefits come." He paused. He had received a text. He read it aloud to himself. Hey, baby! Your meow-stresses want another night of giving you the cream. Please reply as soon as possible. Love, Tomoko, Ryuko, and Shino! He replied to the text. Your little kitten is ready. I will come again soon. He returned the phone into his pocket.

"Sorry about that," he stated to her as he bowed apologetically. "I am weird, okay? A teenager who enjoys having sex to please his clients. Every now and then, it would be free. Sometimes, not. However, with Habuko, I won't do anything to jeopardize her feelings for me." He clicked his tongue. "If a client begins to love me romantically, then that's a different story. Besides, I have a girlfriend who I love dearly." He rubbed the sole of his shoe on the ground. "That's why I want to talk with Habuko for free then getting paid if she wants it. Girls like that just need talking to. If she understands, then we can have sex. If not, then talking with her should work."

Tsuyu appeared shocked. It was as if she had never met an escort with morals on lovemaking and sex. "Wow, Izuku! You have definitely earned my respect, ribbit!" She approached him alluringly. She closed her eyes as she slid her hand where she had wanted to do when seeing the cinnamon roll in the parking lot. Izuku flinched as he felt the soft hand of the frog girl rubbing at his groin. "Let me be honest, ribbit!" She slid her tongue upon his neck. She wanted to taste the salty contents, the dead skin flakes for quite some time. It was a precursor for what she wanted again.

"I wanted to give you this money because I want it again." She inhaled his manly scent. "Last week wasn't enough. Gotham City isn't yet to be saved, my darling Bruce Wayne. However, I have another request, if you will." She never stopped rubbing his cock. It didn't even matter that they were out in the open. Tsuyu didn't care if she was to be seen. If she could have her way, she would never let go of Izuku.

"My parents are at home today. Habuko is going to let me use her place since her parents are working the late shift," she told Izuku as she let go of his now erect dick. "Habuko doesn't have to participate. She can watch, ribbit." She stepped onto her bike. "She does, however, have one job. Please believe, I can make her change her mind, ribbit."

Tsuyu blew Izuku a kiss as she left the parking lot. "I left the address in your front pocket. Be there in an hour ribbit." Crafty and tactic as he didn't notice that, he reached into her pocket as she left the address followed by the money.

"At least I have enough to purchase the special edition of Persona," he said as he tossed the empty can and the wrapper in the trash can.

Later that evening...

It was moments in which the snake girl didn't allow her best friend to lure her in situations like this. Although devoted and faithful to the frog girl, she didn't expect Tsuyu to seriously host a rendezvous at her place. Her parents were already skeptical of her inviting guest to the home in the protection of their daughter.

It was true that she wanted to talk to Izuku. Questions loomed in her mind as she wanted to know why her crush was doing these things.

She didn't think she would be participating in filming this.

"Okay, Habuko. This is perfect." The frog girl gave the okay sign followed by giving peace signs in front of the camera. Her bedroom was where the rendezvous was taking place. Prior to Izuku's arrival, Tsuyu had already prepared on what kind of roleplay she wanted to have with Izuku.

Admiring the Sailor Moon scout member, Sailor Neptune, the frog girl sported the hairstyle and the outfit from the anime.

Habuko watched as Tsuyu took off her silk stockings. She really didn't care for stockings, so the cool air made it refreshing to her slender legs. She chuckled a little as she lit a candle on the dresser. The smell of lavender entered the bedroom. Lying on the bed was Izuku. Positioned in the place, Tsuyu smirked as she kept the stockings in her hand. She had other plans.

There was silence. She knew Izuku was nervous, but that was how she enjoyed her boys. Something of dominating a man appealed to the perverted frog girl. She swayed her hips, rocking her skirt to the bed where Izuku lied. He didn't put up a fight as she took his arms and tied to the head of the bed with her stockings. With her other stockings, she used them to tie his ankles. She let out a small cry as she went back to the dresser and pulled out a small bandana.

"So, you decided to enter my lair with cruel intentions, you tempter!" She (playfully) spat at Izuku. He gave her no response. Regardless, he couldn't because his mouth was gagged and he couldn't move; unless his budding erection could make an exception.

"Oh, you can't talk, can't you," she said while she pursed her lips. "Your many years of tempting me has been long enough. Look at you! Thinking that you can tempt me with your nubile body of yours. Just like a villain to corrupt the good guys." She walked forward. Very delicately, she touched his leg. She wanted him to be sensitive, heighten him to make him feel uneasy. She was fortunate to remove his clothes before or else it would have been difficult.

She knew it was working because he was twitching, but he knew he was in a literal bind. She chuckled as she rubbed his stomach. "Seems like you are sensitive here, villain. Have I found your weakness?"

Izuku shook his head, flinching every time Tsuyu touched his stomach. Feeling the silky texture of her gloves was arousing him. He didn't want to admit or accept, but being around her turned him on.

Meanwhile, Habuko kept the focus on the camera. Seeing her best friend in this compromising position was startling, but at the same time fascinating. She didn't think Tsuyu was capable of being this dominant. Especially with a boy.

He closed his eyes, allowing his body to relax. He took a sharp breath through the muffling of the panties and gave Tsuyu permission to submit. It didn't go unnoticed from Tsuyu and she clapped her hands to the moment of Izuku's surrender.

Yes, yes, yes. He is giving me permission. He surrenders. He is now under my grips!

"So, giving up easily, you villain," she questioned teasingly. "In the name of Neptune, I shall punish you!" She reached over to Izuku. She pulled out the stuffed panties from his mouth. She tasted his breath the moment he sighed. "Glad you finally accepted me, Dekkun," she said while breaking character. "As the first order of your surrender, there is still a punishment for your times of relentless resistance," she purred.

"Do what you must, mistress," he said. "For I am yours for the taking."

"Excellent," she said as she got on the bed, lying next to him. "As a punishment, I am going to make you come in your boxer shorts." She kissed his neck, pressing her breast on his face. Izuku felt compelled to kiss her uniform. He felt her ribbon touching the back of his neck. He moaned harshly as the Sailor Scout caressed his dick. He felt the sensation of her gloves creating friction with his boxers. She pressed her breasts to cover his voice.

Meanwhile, Habuko felt the moistness in her panties as she felt constriction around her thighs. Habuko has been aroused for quite some time. A nubile virgin, the thought of his dick inside of her frightened her, bewildered her.

In a way, excited her. Even if Izuku was fulfilling his role. The way he was acting was quite convincing. Quite frightening at the same time, the snake girl thought.

"Shh," Tsuyu whispered to him, biting and licking his ear. "Don't resist. Follow those directions. Come for me, baby. Let Sailor Neptune take you away." She rubbed swiftly on the phallus with her palms, slowly gripping her fingers on the shaft. She knew his weak spots and knew it wouldn't be long before he releases his load.

"Don't fight it, baby. Just let it out," she commanded him.

"Yes, mistress."

"Mistress what?"

"Mistress Tsuyu."

"Try again."

"Mistress Neptune."

"Close but not quite."

"Then what?"

She pressed her nose to his ear and he felt the hot breath lingering to his ears. "Your God." She used her free hand to cover Izuku's cries with her breast. Tsuyu felt the pulsation of his dick as he released his sperm through his boxers. Contents were released and absorbed around her gloves. "Yes, yes, let it out. Let out your love for me out." She continued stroking his shaft until his orgasm ceased. Once she felt he couldn't release anymore, she released her grip. She saw his sperm and licked it with great intent. She sucked each digit until her gloves were cleared of any contents on it.

"Yummy," she purred. She removed Izuku from her breast and gave him a forceful kiss. She pushed her tongue to his mouth until the point he almost gagged. She cleaned inside of his tongue until she finished with biting the bottom lip. "You always make things interesting for me, Dekkun! That is what I love about you."

Tsuyu climbed out of the bed and went to Habuko. Without uttering a word, she grabbed Habuko's arm and pulled her to the bed. Excitedly, Tsuyu pulled down Izuku's boxers. His groin was coated like frosting all over his throbbing member. "Get a taste of this whipped frosting, ribbit!"

There was a hesitance to the redhead snake girl. She looked onto Izuku, fixated as he nodded at her. He is actually allowing this?

The area was cleanly shaven. Instinctively, she blew her hot breath onto his dick, which made him jumped. Habuko didn't know what caused her to be like this. As if some surge of energy promoted her to do this. She kissed the phallus of his dick. She put his dick inside her mouth.

She felt the seminal residue covering her face as she was tasting the seed of Izuku. Habuko didn't know if Izuku was feeling good. Her tongue touched the phallus. It tasted strange. It wasn't like the time when she once masturbated and tasted her own juices. His dick and semen reminded her of fresh squid with salt-watered chestnuts. Knowing she didn't want to be a spaz around Tsuyu or embarrass the boy she liked, she continued to suck his dick.

Meanwhile, Tsuyu parked her pussy onto Izuku's mouth. "Savor my pussy and taste the liquid honey. You should be honored," she told Izuku. Izuku obeyed as she spread her leotard, exposing her shaven wet pussy. Izuku stuck his tongue inside, partaking it as if he was chewing on bubblegum.

Habuko became surprised as his dick hardened, hitting the roof of her mouth. She didn't stop. She continued. Although novice and inexperienced, she wanted to get a fill of Izuku's love. She wasn't ready to have sex, but this was a start.

Judging by what she read in books, she tasted the precum that was leaking onto her tongue. She knew it was a matter of time before Izuku climaxed.

Tsuyu moaned heavily as she thrust onto Izuku's mouth. She wanted her juices to impact his face as much as possible, leaving an everlasting impression onto the green-haired escort.

"Yeah, baby," Tsuyu screamed loudly. "I am about there, Izuku, you sexy, sexy ass rentboy! Izuku, Izuku, Izuku!" She curled her toes. She patted his head through her dress. "You want the cream, you kitty? You want the cream?"

Izuku didn't give either of the girls warning as he ejaculated inside of Habuko. Habuko felt the hotness shoot out of dick into her mouth. The impact rushed in compacting her mouth. She ingested as much as she could before pulling out. He continued to spurt as she began coughing. Habuko fell back to the floor as she was covered in his juices.

Tsuyu didn't say a word as she silently climaxed. She banged the wall a few times, indicating that Izuku did a great job. She fell backward, panting loudly as her head was on his feet. Both girls were stunned, yet amazed by this event.

Three hours later….

The street lights were coming on as the girls and Izuku were stepping out of the corner store. Izuku had his usual snacks as Tsuyu and Habuko were drinking strawberry slushies. As Izuku was drinking his iced tea, Tsuyu slid a few more dollars in his back pocket.

"For today and for the trouble of including this strange threesome. Ribbit!" She informed Izuku. "Thanks for today. Although we couldn't do much action."

Habuko quietly drank her slushie. She opened her mouth. "I didn't think my mother would come home early for a lunch break. I am grateful that she didn't open the door."

"It's okay," replied Izuku. "I am glad that you were able to fulfill your desire." He turned to Tsuyu. "In the future, don't ever put Habuko in that position again." He pecked Habuko on the cheek. "Whenever you feel free to do this again, be on your own volition. I suggest we talk in the future. Okay?"

Habuko nodded to Izuku. "No problem."

Tsuyu punched Izuku's shoulder. "Well, excuse me for wanting to have a little kinkier fun, ribbit!" She took a drink. "Same time next week?"

"As scheduled," replied Izuku as he saw Ochako approaching the corner. "Got to go! Later, girls."

Habuko and Tsuyu waved goodbye as Izuku returned to Ochako. Both girls were quite envious as Izuku exclusively belonged to her. As Tsuyu left first, Habuko took into consideration the advice that Izuku left her. She pulled out her cell phone and texted Izuku that she wanted to meet him again.

And this time alone.

Later at the nearby love hotel...

"Go on and put it in me, Izuku," cried Ochako as Izuku put his dick inside of her pussy. She used her pillow to muffle her moaning as she was enjoying the pleasure of her boyfriend fucking her. "Yes, Izuku. I love your cock. Fuck me, baby. Fuck me, fuck me. Make me your wife. Make me get pregnant."

Izuku began rubbing and kneading his nipple, thrusting at Ochako's tight pussy. He gritted his teeth at the thought of seeing her beg for his cock. "Yes, baby. Take that cock. Beg for it as you beg for me. If I could make you pregnant, Ochako, then I would."

Both moaned harshly as they cried out each other's names.

"Make me a mommy, Izuku." cried Ochako. "Make my pussy to never forget your shape."

"That's right, baby," moaned Izuku. "Make me be a daddy for you as you feel my hot load entering this tight pussy."

He released his sperm inside of her pussy. She screamed. She tightened her arms around him. She yelled his name a few times as she climaxed herself. The tension lasted a few moments. She finally released her grip and Izuku lied back to the bed. Ochako lied next to him. She felt his contents leaking from her pussy. She had never felt so happy in her life.

Ochako smiled happily as she watched Izuku take deep breaths. He pulled a bottle of water and drank it. He gave the rest to her for her consumption. They returned back to holding hands and holding each other close. Ochako had Izuku in the front, caressing his arms and kissing his back.

"As always, darling. You are quite passionate," she told him.

"Same, my princess," he replied to her. "I love you, Ochako."

"I love you, too, Izuku," she replied tenderly as she kissed him back. "Busy day?"

He kissed her hands. "Not that bad. Had Habuko and Tsuyu not too long ago. Yuyu and Nejire this morning for the threesome. I have the Wild, Wild Pussycats scheduled on Sunday. Just another day at the office." He tapped her shoulder. "Would you schedule the WWP girls for me? Please, and thank you?"

"Sure!" Ochako made a mental note as soon as she can get to her phone. "Glad that you give girls this kind of pleasure, love," said Ochako. "But don't forget who is your #1."

"You, you, and only you," replied Izuku with a cheeky grin. "Wanna go for round 2?"

"You thought I was finished," replied Ochako.

Meanwhile…

Nemuri was finishing a glass of wine while grading papers in her living room. She was wearing only her white panties and she was braless. She knew Izuku and Ochako weren't going to be here tonight so she knew that it was playing with her hulky black plastic under her bed.

While purposefully failing Bakugo and Mineta and finding whatever excuse giving Midoriya and Uraraka supplemental tutoring, her phone rang.

She lowered the volume of her jazz music and saw that it was from an old acquaintance.

She picked up the phone on the third ring. "Shimura?! Auntie! Long time no see!"

"Greetings, love," replied the Pro Hero. "How is my little one doing tonight?"

"A lonely kitten is what I am," she said while producing a fake pout.

"Ah! A poor kitten that needs her scratching post," replied Nana.

"So, you are back in town?"

"Just for a few days. Business! Poor bastard of children and grandchildren," said Nana. "But, alas, my looks appear to be of a twenty-something. I can still break walnuts with this luscious thighs." Nemuri giggled from the end of her receiver.

"I've learned from the best," said Nemuri while giggling.

"Speaking of teacher and pupil, I need a favor," asked Nana. "I've spoken to Yuu earlier when I've arrived and she says you have a scratching post I can play with."

"Who's asking?"

"Who's asking, who's asking," replied Nana. "Oh, Nemuri. A lovely filly but terrible at secrets. I am talking about the boy. The stars in his eyes."

"Aoyama?"

"Shall I come and remind the naughty kitty of her place?"

"I am joking, Auntie. Midoriya, correct?"

"That's it! I would let to have an appointment with him as soon as possible. You know how I feel about waiting."

Nemuri nodded in agreement. "I can see if he is free."

"No, if, sweetness! When! And let him know that money is no issue. This is my line. Be in touch!" Nana hung up the phone.

Nemuri closed her laptop. As she was swaying her hips to the kitchen to pour more wine, she reached for her other phone to contact Izuku.

"I'll tell you, my little fishy! You have to be an awesome wonder to keep these ladies coming. Including me!"

To be continued...