Mineta the Mayhem

by PsychoJack88

After a perverted scheme gone a little too far, Mineta seeks to become a better hero. The path to growth is perilous as despite his attempts to change, Mineta ends up in perverted situations. This is the journey of one Mineta Minoru now growing into The Mayhem. Will update with more. Feedback welcome.

24. Mineta Dinner Madness pt1

A/n: Attention readers! Psychojack has brought you for another chapter of the ever exciting BNHA series Mineta the Mayhem. Class 1A has reached and met with Mineta's family. Among them are the sister trio known as the Raisinettes, and Mineta's father Papito. An unorthodox family dinner approaches. Read on and have a good one!

-Mineta Residence-

Class 1A was currently in the middle of rearranging the furniture that had been disrupted as a result of Papito's near rampage due to the Minoru's sister assuming Bakugo was a villain. Spread around the house, the class as a manner of respect and courtesy, chose to aid the family prep the house for dinner as a means of enabling conversation and in all honesty to get to eat sooner.

The smell of provocative cuisines and smells of an incoming feast leaked from the kitchen as the class tidied up the family hub of the house in preparation. Currently the Raisinettes were helping by sweeping the undersides of furniture that left unwanted scrubs or dust that had split from the maelstrom that occurred.

Kirishima could be seen lifting up a large couch that had been flipped over. His ever energetic grin in place.

"Hey Kirishima, need some help?" Shouji could be heard as he was busy using his Dupli Arms limb quirk to multi-task in lifting up several pieces of furniture, including the television and the coffee table.

Kirishima grinned as he held up the couch.l "Not a problem, this is me we're talking about, should be no biggy."

Kirshima took a step forward, unfortunately a ceiling fan had practically smacked the couch out of his hands as he had lifted the oversized couch too high into the air.

As it fell it went in the direction of Ochaco who panicked from the giant incoming furniture.

"Eeeeeee!" The poor girl squealed from nearly being flattened by the stray sofa.

Deku had caught it in his hands, saving Ochaco from a rather unfortunate fate. A concerned look was on his face.

"I got it! Are you okay Uraraka?" He said while lifting the couch up.

Uraraka, looked at Deku's back, the ceiling light obscuring the view of his outfit, making him out to be a silhouette in front of the gravity user. She couldn't help but admire how heroic it looked to see her crush rush in to protect her.

"Woah! Thanks Deku for saving my neck!" The young girl thanked whilst subtly pressing her fingers together, a mild indicator of her unspoken need to alleviate her nervousness.

Her eyes had immediately taken a rather unintentional gaze upon Deku's lower body, specifically his buttocks. Uravity had recalled catching a glimpse of her green headed crush in the buff. Her face immediately reddening before she covered her face due to how red it had gotten.

"S-sorry if you'll excuse me, Deku. Thanks again!" Ochaco said before running off, partially afraid of making herself look like a fool in front of the boy she fancied.

Shouji looked at Kirishima, saying sarcastically. "You're right this is you we're talking about."

Kirishima sputtered. He shook his arms in front of him in a pleading manner, trying to apologize for the near and unprecedented accident that had almost took place."I-Im sorry! That was my bad!"

Mamira was busy walking by, taking notice of what had transpired. "Oh! Thank goodness, the last thing I would want is for the one time we have Little Mino's friends over in a while to end in a bloodbath again."

Mina sweatdropped as she and Momo were using cleaning utensils that Momo had made in order to tidy up the carpeting of the living room.

Mina raised an eyebrow, looking behind her as she was bending down. "A bloodbath? Again?"

Momo finished the pinkettes' line of questioning. "Did something happen before we were invited?"

Mamira replied offhandedly. "It was in middle school you see. Before that dreadful day I never saw so much blood in my household. Little Mino brought some friends over in his room and he- he-!"

Momo stared in concern. Mina's black eyes opened wider and wider at this flashback the grape matriarch recollected. Whatever it was must have left quite an impression on her.

"He got just about the meanest papercut! It was horrible! Poor Mino, he was just trying to show his manga collection! He had me so frightened that day."

Momo and Mina deadpanned. For a second they thought something terrible had happened. It would seem that Mamira had them worried over nothing.

Mina numbly replied. "A papercut? That's all?

Momo added to it after breathing a sigh of relief. Her right hand clasped the center of her chest towards her heart, steadying her heart rate as from the concern she held. "You really had me worried for a second."

Sero snorted hearing the story, considering that in their line of work that was nothing compared to the threats they were used to facing.

The tape user added in his two cents. "Oh don't worry about Minoru, he's a lot more durable than you think."

Minoru could be heard protesting in the background, helping Iida lay out a bookcase that had been dislodged, and using his grape airbag supermove to lift it back in place.

"Mom! It was just a papercut! I told you not to worry. You still carry that baggage around. Yeesh!"

Mamira sulked. "So rude. At least give your mother some credit, you know how worried I was! All it takes is one bad infection to find yourself in the emergency room."

Tokoyami could help but let out a small smirk. He was currently using Dark Shadow to check and repair the ceiling fan as it had collided with the couch. "Parents…they always worry over the littlest things."

Toru giggled. "My mom is the same way. She always worried about me for small things as well! "

Toru did an impersonation of her mom, who sounded whiny and naily in vocal tone.

" 'Where are you? Stay out of the driveway! Stop walking around butt naked and dress like a normal human being for once!' *giggles* She's such a drama queen."

Ojiro sweatdropped. "Actually, she kinda had a point on all three accounts…"

Toru could be seen waving her hands around, flapping wildly in a furious display of disbelief. "I thought you'd be on my side!"

Ojiro stuttered. Taking a step back as Toru banged against his shoulder with her fists. They lacked power and were simply firendly love pats as opposed to full on blows. "H-hey I'm just saying is all!"

Satou could be seen caught up in a very strange predicament. One of the three Raisinettes could be seen following him around. Specifically it was Mimina Mineta, the youngest of the three sister siblings who seemed shy around his presence.

Satou noticed her as he was done tidying up some stray papers that had flown about during Papito's flooding.

"Hey Mimina, is everything okay?" The sugar hero asked, mildly concerned about her apparent nervousness.

"Sugar…?" The lavender headed little sister meekly asked. Her hands were held behind her as she gently swayed in place left and right. Her face still looked towards Satou, but her body language displayed a lack of confidence.

Satou, having to use some deductive reasoning, guessed out that she had been asking about his quirk. "Are you asking about my quirk? It allows me to eat sugar to gain strength. I wouldn't advise eating too much sugar at your age. Unlike me, you could get really sick."

The little girl beckoned him closer with a hand wave. Satou figured she wanted to tell him something, especially considering her shy nature.

"Oh what is it?" The sugar rush user asked. He turned his ear towards her, perhaps she was too nervous to say something aloud. Being a hero in training, Satou was ready to hear out someone in need.

Upon kneeling downward to eye level, the lavender sphere sister grabbed both of his cheeks, holding him in place with her small hands on each cheek. The small stubby child hands of hers held onto him tightly with the strength that left the muscular hero ensnared by this little girl. Her indigo colored eyes were strangely focused on his own in an unusual manner that Satou has yet to have experienced.

Her usually one-word manner of speech took a whole different form of expression. One drenched in desire and seductive undertones befitting a far more sensually adept woman. Her voice was airily soothing and came out in a husky purr. "You don't know sweet until you've tasted me sugar boy."

Satou's eyes widened disproportionately, at the sensual manner of speech this tiny girl delivered her clearly flirtatious line. His face turned red as sweat waterfalled down his face. Her eyes were that of a black widow. She would devour him and spit him out.

Mamira could be heard behind the reach of Satou's red ears. "Awwww she likes you! Mimi, let the nice beefcake do his job."

Satou stood there dumbly as the little girl walked off at the sound of her mother, looking back at the dazed Satou with the corner of her indigo colored eye, her sphere ponytail bouncing along as she winked at him before heading off.

Satou's eyes were shadowed, his whole mind was rattled at what was said by the otherwise introverted girl.

Aoyama glided across and took a look at Satou. "Your shine seems to have dimmed dreadfully, did something happen?"

Satou mumbled. "Yeah…I was hit on for the first time…"

Bakugo was angrily vacuuming the hell out of the underside of a small tray table where a lamp would normally be placed to light up the room. His eyes were white, lacking their pupils, teeth bared like an animal.

"Die, dust bunnies! Show me your face, dirt scum!" Bakugo threatened the unresponsive dirt particles. Next to him was Manumei who was watching him work.

"Woah…he's so angry…like a wild animal!" The eldest sister said aloud, admiring the irate blonde. Her voice prompted Bakugo to turn towards her.

"Who are you calling animal!?" Bakugo protested, fangs protruding out of his mouth.

Papito clasped Bakugo's shoulder. Bakugo was only a little shorter than Minoru's father, who looked upon Bakugo with openness that made Bakugo uneasy.

"Now now Katsuki, no need to get riled up, Manumei just likes your work ethic-"

"And his butt!" The magenta young maiden interjected, having a look at his extended rear.

Bakugo stared gobsmacked at the little girl, before he turned towards the dad, as bits of prevalent droplets of perspiration wormed down the hotheads' face.

Papito continued, uncaring as to the daring words of his clearly butt obsessed daughter.

"-and your butt too. Manumei what did I say about ogling people you find interesting?" The dad waved a finger towards Manumei, Bakugo limply stood in place, his face caught between Papito and Manumei as they talked.

"It's only ogling if you get caught." Manumei recited to her father, who gave her a thumbs up, a sparkle shining against the extended digit. The glasses of Papito glowed under this lighting.

"Exactly! This way you both get your eye candy and the person you fancy can preserve their modesty. You have learned well sweetheart." Papito complimented with pride towards his first born daughter.

"I've only learnt from the best dad!" Manumei complimented back.

Bakugou just looked between them, his fury taking a back seat at the almost sappy interaction between the two. The subject matter involved however was just plain weird. They were acting as if he wasn't even there. His ears blew steam as he took a gander at the perverse father and his spawn talking about him in such a way it made his spine crawl.

In a show of explosive rage with his blood boiling deep in his veins Bakugou showed no restraint in the delivery of his next words.

"I'm not some piece of meat! Go find someone your own age!"

Manumei pouted. She folded her arms as she looked in the opposite direction. "Hmph! Fine! I guess I'll go with Tokoyami, at least he looks like he knows how to pluck his berries."

Papito wiped a tear from his eye. "Her first rejection. And she took it like a pro. They grow up so fast!"

Tokoyami upon hearing Manumei accidentally lost control of Dark Shadow followed by a chair that the sentient quirk had lifted up for Denki to sweep.

BONK

The chair bonked the poor blonde on the head, causing Denki to revert to his dim witted self normally brought out by short circuiting, except now he had a prominent bump on the top of his head.

Tokoyami immediately checked on the cognitively deprived classmate.

"Kaminari!? Are you okay?" The bird headed shadow wielder asked his friend of very little brain.

Denki raised both thumbs upwards. "Yea…"

Tokoyami sighed. "Don't worry Kaminari, I'll keep you safe from needless-

SPANK

"BA KAW!" The sound of a chicken-esque instinctual yelp filled the room.

Tokoyami was subjected to a prominent spank that echoed against his cheeks, courtesy of Manumei who passed him by before the sensation of clapped cheeks rippled against his lower spine.

Mamira could be heard in the background. "Oh baby! Save the mating call for the bedroom."

Papito called out in response. "That wasn't me honey!"

Todoroki looked at the source of the sound. "Uh…Tokoyami?"

Tokoyami stood stiff, unresponsive. If one were to look, one could notice he possessed an embarrassed blush on his face.

"Forgive me for my…revolting choice of words. It was…unbecoming of me." The dark hero deadpanned.

Todoroki tilted his head. "What do you mean? I didn't hear anything…all I heard was a chick-"

Tokoyami interrupted. It was delivered in monotone as he spoke. "Please don't finish that sentence…"

A gloomy atmosphere filled the atmosphere near Tokoyami, as he seemed deeply immersed in his logically established and philosophically deep self reflections.

"Todoroki confused me for…a chicken…"

Todoroki felt a prodding on his lower leg. He looked down and found Monomi with a feather duster. She sought to help him with the cupboards.

"If thou ask of me *gulp*…I pledge myself to you, for this journey of ice and fire." The old fashioned girl asked with feather duster in hand, holding the extended housekeeping tool like a blade with the wooden pommel in her right hand tightly like one would hold a beacon of knighthood. Her cheeks were prominently blushing as her lone indigo eye stone with wonder and innocent child-like admiration of the fire and ice hybrid.

Todoroki had a confused look on his face. He could only guess that she simply wished to help him clean. "Um sure….okay. Would you mind lending me a hand? I don't have a ladder to reach up this bookcase without having to use my quirk." The hot and cold quirk user asked.

Monomi's heart surged in adrenaline as her eyes mirrored Todoroki's face. Her lips slowly released small pants as excitement coursed through the second born sister. She adoringly smiled.

"Of course, my chosen beloved." The braided tiny spheres flowed with a gentle breeze as she engraved his face into her exposed right eye. As she gushed over him, Todoroki simply sweatdropped.

'Am I missing something? Why is she looking at me…like that?' The son of Endeavor thought to himself as the girls' pupil widened with a notable heart in her one eye. The look she gave the scarred boy left him confused and shivering. He didn't understand the nature of this strange sensation.

Nearby, Jiro pulled out a portable purple dust vacuum from a nearby closet, attempting to lend a hand in the cleanup. Unfortunately as soon as she used it, the contraption vibrated before it exploded in front of her, a cloud of dust gathered all around her person.

Mamira cringed. "Oh sorry about that Kyo-Ji! One of the girls' spheres must have got caught by the vacuum again…"

Jiro sighed. "It's fiiiiiiii ACHOO!" The poor musical girl sneezed, her voice coming out raspy due to how much dust blocked her from speaking.

Mamira pointed to a staircase heading upstairs.

"Poor dearie. Head on right upstairs so you can wash up before dinner. *Looks over at Minoru* Little Mino! Mind going upstairs too and showing your friend to the bathroom! And get Minimu while you're at it." The mother said as Tsuyu scooped a broom and scoop to help clean up some of the dust Jiro spilled. In her tongue she held a lint roller.

Tsuyu couldn't help but smile. "Little Mino, how cute!"

Ochaco could be heard adding. "I know, it's adorable! Right Little Mino!"

Minoru sighed at the use of his nickname and motioned for Kyouka with his right hand. "Okay mom. Let's go Kyouka!"

Jiro sweatdropped. 'Oh no! Alone time with Minoru of all people! HELL NO! I'd rather be dead!' The music enthusiast thought to herself just as Mineta attempted to lead her upstairs. She looked at Mamira about to protest, as she wanted more than anything to avoid the possibility of being alone with the half sized pariah.

"I don't need to…" Jiro weakly added before Mamira waved off her concern.

"Oh come now, you are covered in filth. What kind of guest would I be if I ignored you in your condition. Besides…"

Mamira's eyes took on a notably prominent glint.

"You look like you could use a good scrubbing!" Mamira's voice pounded against Jiro's ears as she was pushed upstairs by the ominously leering matriarch.

Jiro stared perplexed by the very familiar lecherous look that she recognized anywhere. Mamira held a knowing expression on her face, ogling at Jiro like a dessert.

'I know that face! She's in on it! She's the source of this growing Mineta plague!' Jiro screamed in the chambers of her own mind. She felt goosebumps spreading throughout her body before she noticed her left hand being held by Minoru.

The hand of the tiny boy, was surprisingly gentle, as opposed to the pervertedly beast-like manner he would extend them towards girls. Jiro stiffly shifted her head towards Minoru, noticing that the glint of opportunistic perverseness normally seen within Mineta's eyes was surprisingly lacking.

Mineta tilted his head. "Hey you okay? You seem extremely nervous."

Jiro stared at Minoru for a bit. Practically scanning him for the usual mischievous aura that he usually emanated. So far her woman's intuition found none.

'He's not looking at me in the same way he would normally look at the girls.' Jiro thought to herself.

She gulped.

'I can't believe that this pervert can seem so…innocent looking right now. Isn't this one of his golden opportunities to take advantage again?' Jiro pondered, debating the current circumstances.

Jiro, despite her logic arguing against going with Minoru, found the rational part of her mind trusting the little grape headed boy. "Just make sure to stay outside the bathroom okay?"

Mineta looked casually. "Uh yeah no duh! What do you take me for?"

Jiro whispered. "Seriously? Your past history certainly hasn't been one for being bathroom friendly."

Minoru led her upstairs, Jiro following him as she was still unsure as to where the bathroom was in the admittedly big home.

Deku looked upstairs. Denki, now with an ice pack on his head, met up with Deku. Ever since the little hospital visit, Deku and Denki were still curious about the mystery girlfriend behind Mineta's little escapade.

Denki looked at Jiro and Mineta going upstairs side by side. Minoru and Jiro's conversation was muffled as they went. Something about the walk made Denki feel this panging sensation in his chest.

"Denki…do you think that him and…Kyouka…" Deku asked Denki, who stared at the sight.

"No! No way! Impossible! " Denki deduced, though he seemed to not believe it himself with his slight stutter and the insecure body language he portrayed with arms crossed over and fidgeting in place from anxiety.

Deku analyzed. "Yeah, maybe before Mineta obtained the knowledge of the 'three headed stork'. Now…I'm ready to believe anything!"

Denki raised an eyebrow. "What? Stork? Like a…baby-making stork?"

Deku's eyes widened. "You know the story too!"

Denki narrowed his eyes. "Uh yeah dude. Everyone knows what a stork is."

Deku shook his head in the negative. "Not the way All Might told me. He told me that the gates of Valhalla flood open to the most persistent vagrant who dares knocks! That could be anybody."

Denki started to shake. "All Might! You mean like, Minoru is this persistent vagrant who knocks! *looks to the side* Then again, he is the only one who does make a move… all the time…to every girl he meets!"

Denki had a wide eyed look of realization on his face. "Oh my god…"

Deku pondered. "I could be wrong though-"

GRIP

Denki grabbed Deki by the shoulders. His grip was painful even to the One for All wielder. He consistently flailed Deku as he shook in with desperation as he began articulating his thoughts. "Yeah, but to walk together at his mother's request! After she wanted us to keep shut about his secret! And the way Kyouka went with him without much of a fight. C'mon man! That's way too much like a perfect setup just for it to be a coincidence!"

Deku's face was wide eyed in recollection. "You're right! It's way too strange, unless *gasp*."

They both looked upstairs.

"Unless you're right, and Mineta intends to raid her gates with his purple faced battering ram!" Deku finished and Denki stared in shock as he began coming to the same conclusion that Mineta was with Kyouka.

Denki had waterfalling tears in his eyes. A rather protective instinct took control of his actions. The normally laid back blonde yelled. "We gotta stop him!"

-Mineta Residence: Upstairs-

The two heroes went about searching for the bathroom for Jiro to wash up. There were several rooms spanning the hallway. All of them were tagged by names. There were three on the left and four rooms on the right. There was one in the middle.

Jiro raised an eyebrow. "There's a lot of doors. Which one of these rooms is the bathroom?" The music girl asked, unsure as to which of the many rooms was her destination.

Mineta answered. "It's the farthest on the left. Just hang on."

Jiro sighed, feeling maybe she crossed the line, judging Mineta earlier, albeit mentally. "I'm-I'm sorry. I did hear all about your whole fight with that villain we saw downtown. I didn't think it was possible but you practically handled it all by yourself."

Mineta turned towards her. A smile on her face. "I didn't do it completely alone. I had Momo, Mina and Midnight to help me for the last part."

Jiro raised an eyebrow, noticing how Mineta held this strangely content look on his face. He seemed humble, almost at piece. One didn't need to be a psychic to find this relative glow he exuded from his stance as well as how he carried himself. Then there was the faint smile he had when he spoke about the heroines during the fight.

'The way he talks about them. It's as if he is talking about someone close to him. Kinda like how my dad talks about mom…nah it can't be! He's probably just thinking about their proportions.'

She was no stranger to the desires of a boy. Most looked towards girls with more generous assets than her own. Though she normally wouldn't give much thought into this, feeling his hand holding her own, made Jiro extremely self conscious.

'Wait…why do I even care!?' The musician hero thought to herself as they walked. She had instinctually gripped his hand harder, clenching it in anger at the possibility of being considered unattractive just like when Minoru peeked through the secret hole in the locker room.

"Ouch…" Mineta groaned as Hiro did a double take and noticed his hand looked painfully clasped against her right hand.

"Oh sorry!" Jiro panicked.

Mineta sweatdropped. "It's okay…I keep forgetting that you have a tight grip."

Jiro sighed. "I know…comes with playing instruments. Not very feminine I know."

Minita raised his left eyebrow at the sulking girl. "What are you talking about? Your grade-A waifu material Kyouka!"

Jiro blushed as they stopped against the door. She looked at Mineta's backside as he opened the door to the bathroom.

"What? Waifu! That's what you think about me? Then why didn't you ever…show interest?" Jiro had to ask. He really thought of her as a worthy enough girl. Since as long as she could remember, Jiro had been a bit self conscious whenever Mineta would perve on the girls, as he would never really target her. Surprisingly, she had assumed that perhaps he found her ugly or simply unattractive as a whole. Strange enough despite being repulsed by his previous antics, the more feminine aspect of her being secretly wanted to be viewed as attractive as well, to Kyouka's own chagrin. His blatant statement was a completely new development.

Mineta looked upwards in thought. "I don't go after girls I consider taken. It's kinda this rule I swear by."

Jiro snapped her eyes open. 'So even he has boundaries? I thought he had none! And most importantly…

A guy…likes me!'

"Taken? By who?" Jiro asked, as his statement meant someone was pining for her.

Mineta shook his head in refusal, eyes closed. "Can't spill the beans either. That's between you and the lucky bastard who wants you."

Jiro now wanted to strangle Mineta like she used to whenever he would act out. He not only found her attractive but he also knew about the person actually interested in her and he won't tell her.

GRIP

Jiro got into his face as she shook him. "Are you kidding me! You can tell me all that but you can't tell me who's interested in me! C'mon, not even a hint? Do I look like I got the time to guess! Tell me you little shrimp!"

Mineta was shaken so hard he felt the room shake.

"It's called the gentleman's code! Ever heard of it!" The disoriented half sized hero argued.

Jiro looked bewildered. "Gentleman's code? You! When pigs fly! You've been acting very weird too, looking all innocent and what not! You're sus! Don't think for one second that I'll fall for it."

A lone door to Jiro's right creaked, an after effect of the slamming of the bathroom door. The musician looked at the creak, finding nothing but darkness on the inside. She went towards it out of curiosity, dropping a dazed Mineta towards the floor. Steadily she went towards it, peaking through. Only the subtle silhouettes of furniture could be seen.

"Um...hello?" Jiro sweatdropped. She felt this teeth chattering chill echoing from the room. She couldn't dictate as to why however.

The door immediately opened fully, revealing to Jiro a baby crawling on its front arms and legs.

Specifically, it was another Mineta sibling. Its facial features gave it away, however compared to the others Jiro had met, this one bore crimson red eyes as well as its 'hair' color. It had only one lone sphere that was fist sized and served as a bun to its scalp. It currently had a milk bottle on its left hand, its contents already empty. For clothing the infant wore a red striped shirt with the stripes being horizontal. It had on white socks with red toe tips and it's lower body consisted of its diaper. It was so small, about half the size of normal infants, and had these cute rosy little cheeks that combined with its large innocent eyes made it all the more adorable even to one such as Jiro.

Jiro stared at the baby. "Who-who's this?"

Mineta's eyes shone with a bright look to them as he recognized the face. "Minimu! Come here little bro!"

Minimu though in a crawling position simply stood up on his tiny little baby legs and strode over to Mineta. With his tiny arms he grabbed his older brother around the neck in a hug, as Mineta lifted him high in the air. The infant flapped its arms like a plane.

Jiro flinched as she just saw it walk like a pro.

"He-he can walk!" Jiro squealed.

Mineta grinned. "Impressed huh? My little bro got the looks and the brains to go along with it. Ain't that right Minimu."

Mineta poked his little brother's stomach, causing the red grape sibling to laugh from the ticklish sensation. Minimu looked at Jiro, his laughter seized as he stared at her like a deer in headlights.

Mineta turned to Jiro. "He seems curious about you. Hey, wanna hold him? Say hello to the youngest Mineta!"

Jiro sputtered. "I-I-I can't! I never held a…*Minimu is placed in her arms*"

Jiro was face to face with the Mineta sibling. She was shy herself as she never felt she was good with kids. Seeing one up close though, she did think this particular sibling was cute.

The baby was fixated on her, curiously scanning her with its big sanguine irises.

Jiro nervously introduced herself. "Umm hi…Minimu…I'm Kyouka. Nice to meet you."

The baby began to touch her face, swiping off some stray dust that was still stuck on her face.

Jiro sweatdropped, noticing her messy outer appearance. "Oh yeah…still dirty. He is really cute though to be honest."

Minoru grinned. "I think he likes you Kyouka. Looks like someone found a new friend."

Minimu then placed his right hand on her left chest. Though smaller than most, the baby had a firm enough grip and gave it a squeeze.

Jiro gasped at the sensation of the unexpected fondling. She looked at the baby again. He stared at her with this strange glint deep within those big previously naive eyes of his. To top it off, he raised his eyebrows twice suggestively towards the musician. Every fiber of her being crawled at this babies' touch.

Her face turned red, as he squeezed her breast unashamedly. He made intense eye contact and then winked with his left eye.

'What the hell's going on here!?' Jiro echoed in her mind before simply placing Minimu into Minoru's arms. Realization hit Kyouka like a ton of bricks. That baby was no baby in the slightest. He was a spawn at best.

Jiro wordlessly sprinted into the bathroom, as now she had to wash off the touch of the grime from Minimu's touch off her person, as well as the flashbacks of Minoru's past transgressions.

Mineta raised his left eyebrow. He placed his brother down as he went into his room. "What's gotten into her? He's just a baby."

Minimu, away from Mineta's peripherals, snapped his fingers in clearly displayed frustration.

Mineta then realized his room was nearby. He had to clean it in case the girls came over or at the least to preserve some semblance of dignity among his peers.

Mineta looked at Minimu. "Minimu! Mom said dinner's gonna be ready. Stay right here okay? Don't go anywhere until I come back."

Minimu simply looked on as his brother went into his bedroom. With his brother preoccupied with his room, the red headed baby turned towards the locked bathroom where Jiro was currently washing herself. Looking downward at a crevice between the door and the floor where he could clearly see a pair of pants dropping down

Minimu smirked.

-Mineta Residence: Minoru's Room-

Minoru took a gander at his room. Being that it's been a few months since he had lived in the dorm of U.A he was surprised to find it still clean. It would seem that his family dusted off his belongings while he was away.

It was a rather small room, however considering that he really didn't take up much space height wise, it was not much a problem for the boy. To the right of the entrance one could see his small green bed, its covers smelled freshly washed. Clearly despite his absence, his father must have decided to keep his room clean for the day of his visit. Nearby was his personal desk where he had his desktop. On the top of the desk was a stand where Mineta had placed figurines of his favorite heroines, specifically Midnight and Mountain Lady. There were others that were more to the back, including the likes of Rumi the Rabbit Hero.

To the back of the bedroom was his vast assortment of books and rolled up posters. Many of which were of the lewd persuasion.

"I gotta hide my collection, otherwise I'm really gonna get it!" Mineta frantically grabbed his tall pile of hentai mags and eroge visual novels.

"Let's see here, Masochistic Maids, Reaper Girls, College DxD! Fate: Laid Night! Yup it's all here!" Mineta immediately looked for a good place to hide his stash of porn.

He heard footsteps approaching. Minoru began hyperventilating, shaking and quivering in his shoes.

'Dammit someone's coming! Where the hell do I even put this!'

The footsteps came ever closer. It was now or never.

Out of desperation the poor boy came upon a solution. It's practically an easy enough place for it to be caught but beggars can't be choosers.

"Under the bed! It's the only choice I really got!"

He practically leaped at the underside of the bed. It was a last second ditch effort to get his arms under the bed, in order to hide the obscenely perverted archive he maintained in his room.

The door slammed open, revealing Denki and Deku. It would seem that Denki, due to his desperation to intervene in the possible escapade between him and Jiro, had used Deku as a literal battering ram. The broccoli headed kid went through the thin wooden door. Deku had the glowing veins of One for All activated to increase his durability for such a cartoonish move, however he did seem a bit dazed from the harsh impact.

"I got you Minoru! Stay away from Ji…ro?" Denki proclaimed dropping Deku against the floor as he looked around.

Deku grabbed his head dizzily. He groaned as his head ached.

"Where's Kyouka? I thought she was here with you?" The electric trainee asked, looking around the room for any sight of her.

Mineta sweatdropped, standing on his two legs now that his porn was secured. "Denki! You just smashed through my door! My mom is gonna kill me when she finds out! And by the way Jiro is in the bathroom, idiot!"

Denki heard the sprinkle of a shower head, hearing a melodious hum from inside.

"Oh uh…sorry? I thought you and her were gonna…" Denki felt stupid seeing Mineta in his clearly unoccupied room.

Deku rose up, smacking off the wooden residue of the wooden door he had pulverized. "So you're not loading up her cargo ramp?"

Mineta looked bewildered. "Did you two think I was gonna do that with Jiro!?"

Denki rubbed his head awkwardly as did Deku. They shyly looked to the side.

Mineta sulked. Clearly his two buddies did think that. However, he really couldn't blame them for that oversight. "Never mind…don't answer that. Besides, she is not mine to get. I don't go for girls who are technically taken."

Deku whispered into Denki's ear. "Mineta has a code?"

Denki whispered back. "I'm just as lost as you are! This is the first time he ever told me this!"

"Hello! I can hear everything you're saying!" Mineta squealed waving his arms up and down in frustrated protest.

Jiro could be heard calling from inside the bathroom. "Mineta, what's going on out there? Is someone there with you?"

Mineta gritted his teeth. "Nobody! Nobody! Just…talking to Minimu…"

Mineta looked past Denki and Deku, trying to see if his brother was there. He was missing.

"Uh guys, did you see my little bro in the hallway when you barged in here?"

Denki and Deku looked behind them, finding nothing. "Yeah your mom did say you had a lil bro right? I didn't see anyone there? Isn't he in a crib or something?"

-Mineta Residence: Bathroom-

Within the currently occupied washroom, one lone figure could be detected relieving herself of all the grime caused by cleaning up the living room. Gentle fingers spread soap against a lithe and yet graceful wet body of one Kyouka Jiro. She was humming a song as she rinsed her body underneath the shower head, finishing up on a much needed bath. (A/n: She is humming MHA ending- Heroes)

The bathroom was filled with steam as a result of the hot shower, obscuring her body. The only light that poured into the shower was from a lone bathroom window, which granted the bather a widespread view of the peaceful landscape outside.

As the instrument specialist finished up, the nearby bathroom window, which originally granted the bather a view of an open grassy landscape along with the horizon of a far reaching sun, darkened.

Outside, a pair of red eyes can be seen peaking through.

Jiro peeked her eyes through the water, noticing a strange sight. She opened her eyes as she cleared it of stray specks of soapy water.

Outside the window, the shadowed figure was gone.

She thought she had seen someone. Letting out a breath of relief at the impossibility of such a thing, she smiled and sighed.

"Such a beautiful day outside. I could see why they live all the way out here, it's tranquil."

As Jiro turned around and shut the water off, she immediately moved aside the shower curtain. Taking a few steps out to quickly dry and put back on her clothes, she looked into the mirror, admiring herself.

"Not very pretty. I wonder who Mineta was talking about when he said I was taken?"

Jiro felt a blush on her cheeks. The idea of a boy liking made her nervous and yey anxious. Was this mysterious admirer from the other classes? Was he from her own class? If so, then who?

"He wasn't talking about himself was he?" She asked herself.

She took a peak at the mirror again, and steadily brushed her hair in place, and smiled. She went to grab her clothes by the toilet seat, neatly folded and dusted as best as she could, to begin dressing up. She looked at herself in the mirror. The more she thought about it, the more Jiro seemed to shuffle in her boots.

Even if it was Mineta who liked her, the short haired performer guessed she could take that as a compliment. Despite being a pervert Mineta always had a thing for admittedly attractive women, physically and mentally. In a strange sort of way, she took his comment about her a lot better than she felt she should have. Maybe it was because she finally had closure on whether she herself was attractive. By the half pint's own declaration, he actually found her to be high tier as well.

'If he wasn't such a pervert, would I have said yes if he asked me out?' Jiro pondered, now wondering what her own tastes in men were, not really giving that much thought being a growing hero and all. She had much to think about. If there was a secret admirer, she would need to consider these things to save herself and her admirer time. She had to admit, the layer of mystery had her feeling excited.

"Waifu material huh? Me? *giggles* Never would have guessed. That little idiot. Never thought he of all people could be charming for once." The musician laughed with rosy cheeks before noticing behind her a silhouette on the wall, close to the ceiling behind her. A pair of glowing red eyes peeked at her.

From afar one could hear the girlish squeal of a beautiful woman being watched by a peeping tom.

Jiro ran herself outside the bathroom, her top not being worn in her desperate sprint. She clashed right into Denki, landing atop the blonde.

Denki sputtered as Jiro was still wet from her bath, and her nude top was pressed against his hands.

"J-J-J-J-J-J-Jiro!" The electricity wielder stuttered out. Deku who saw the whole ordeal had his jaw fall to the ground on seeing his classmate so clear out in the open like this.

"Kyouka! Where are your clothes!?" The green headed cinnamon boy said.

Mineta sprayed a nosebleed as despite recovering his perversion it was hard to deny he found Kyouka cute, especially now that he knew what was underneath her clothes.

"Goddammit Kyouka what are you doing!?" Minoru asked, covering his bleeding nostrils from the blood pressure flooding through his nostrils.

Kyouka was speaking with crazed intensity, almost like she lost her mind. "It's not just one, it's all of them I tell you! This place is a madhouse, a madhouse!"

Denki gulped. "Kyouka it's me! What's wrong?"

Jiro pointed to the bathroom. "The little spawn was peeking on me! Mineta's brother was watching me on the walls of the bathroom!"

Denki looked and found no one in the bathroom, or in the room next to it.

"I don't see anything. Are you sure?" The blonde questioned.

Jiro nodded crazily. "I'm telling you, that creep was right there!"

Minimu could be seen crawling on the rooftop using a lone gelatin red slime hand attempting to escape into his room. He took one good look at Kyouka and her topless form before spraying a nosebleed himself straight into his crib, spasming as he attempted to recover.

Mineta took a look inside his brother's room. "He's asleep on his bed. I think you're just seeing things! He's barely past 8 months old!"

Kyouka stuttered. "But he- and I-*looks at Mineta and Denki* What's with that look on your faces?

She looks down at herself. Her face went completely red before she ran back into the bathroom, slamming the door in embarrassment.

"She's a real catch Denki…" Mineta said with some residue blood dripping down his nose.

Denki sweatdropped. "What are you talking about man! I don't have a thing for her!"

Deku was sporadically fidgeting. "Those were the flatlands of the Sirens. Just like All Might spoke of!"

Mineta interrupted. "What are you guys up here for anyway? Dinner's gonna be ready!"

Denki toughened himself. "Look buddy, there's something else we gotta talk about. We know! We know all about the secret girlfriend!"

Mineta's eyes widened like soccer balls. At the same time, the bed that had contained the hentai mags underneath had burped out his stash across the room.

Deku looked at some of the upchucked hentai magazines. He looked beady eyed at all the smut in front of him, forcing him to clench his eyes as he kept taking peeks at all the curvaceous forms found in these manuscripts.

'This collection of knowledge is even bigger than my own on All Might!' The green haired hero thought.

"Just tell us, is it Jiro? It's okay if it is, I just need to know, man to man!" Denki begged to his closest friend.

Mineta immediately let out an internal sigh of relief. "No Denki, I'm not with her. I don't go after girls who are being fought for already! The same with Ochaco!"

Deku and Denki's ears reddened at the mention of their respective crushes.

"I know you guys like them, always did. Don't even bother lying, I wasn't born yesterday! Everyone with half a brain could tell!"

Deku and Denki slumped as metaphorically, ten tons of weight smashed against their shoulders.

Mineta continued. "You guys spotted them first, so make your move before someone else does. *Raises a thumbs up!* Good luck!" Minoru said, prompting both of the taller boys to blush as they were caught red handed.

Denki openly weeped as he hugged Moneta tightly, causing Mineta's eyes to almost pop out of their skull from the strength of his friend. Due to the emotional state Denki was in, the lights of the room kept flickering on and off.

"Thanks bro! You are the true definition of a wingman! A true comrade in arms in the war of love! I won't forget it!" Denki squealed with torrents of tears flooding out from his eyes.

Footsteps could be heard again, prompting all three boys to look at the source of the sound.

It was Mina and Momo.

Momo looked to the side. "Your mother told us to check in on you. Are you coming down?"

The truth was they had checked in on him the moment they heard Jiro went with him upstairs, and were worried as to whether some development would occur. Which leads them to now in Minoru's Room filled to the brim with loose pages of porn.

The girls looked at all the hentai that littered the room. A dead silence permeated the room. Denki and Deku felt like there was going to be a bit of a 'rehabilitation' for them if they stayed.

Denki nervously backed up. "Well I guess we'll be going right Deku!"

Deku sweatdropped. "Wait! We're just gonna leave him here!"

Denki whispered to Deku. "We're gonna get killed if we stay here! Besides, I don't want to get on their bad side now with all this smut laying around! Let's go!"

The virgin duo ran for their lives downstairs, praying for the safe return of their apparent doomed friend.

Mineta felt pissed as the two left him to fend for himself.

'So much for the bro code! You guys left me for dead! I swear I'm gonna remember this! He thought to himself.

Momo and Mina bore embarrassed blushes as they took a gander at all the proactive imagery.

Mina tried to make conversation. She couldn't help but engrave certain images of female knights turned around with their butts exposed in lingerie. "I'm gonna be honest, I was expecting material with…a lot less consent."

Minoru pleaded. "Please don't kill me! And no…I never was into that stuff. I always lived by one rule for as far as I could remember."

Mineta pressed both his thumbs upwards. A serious expression on his face, as if he was speaking a universal truth. "Play with her boobs! Not her feelings!"

Both girls sweatdropped.

Mina deadpanned. "I suppose even you had standards…"

Momo deadpanned as well. "A pervert with a code…I never would have guessed." Both girls looked at him, observing him for lies.

Mineta waved his arms around, flabbergasted at their original opinions of him. "Aw come on! Did you really think that about me?"

Mina then looked upwards in thought, prompting Minoru to sulk.

Mina then extended her arms pleadingly. A playful smile on her face. "I'm sorry! It was just a joke! I didn't think that of you. Just that you were a creepy little pervert, honest!"

Minoru deadpanned. Looking back now, he couldn't really argue. Still, his ego was shot down a tad. "Gee thanks…"

Momo had looked downward, intrigued by the contents of all the paper on the floor. As soon as she saw a hentai artwork of a woman posed provocatively in a nurse outfit, Momo shotgunned a nosebleed into the ceiling, having her flashback of the day before. Momo fell back down. She was disoriented from the impact as well as the many intriguing displays of lust from the vast amount of dirty pages.

Mina sighed and grabbed Momo from underneath to balance her again.

Mineta stammered. "I'm sorry! I was trying to hide all this smut from you two. It was…before I went to the academy."

Momo looked questioningly. "Why so many though?"

Minoru cringed. "It's an addiction…got right into it after a really bad rejection in middle school. I wanted to know what it was like to have a girlfriend and well…being too short didn't help my case. A friend loaned me a mag and then I bought another, and another and another."

Mina raised an eyebrow. "You wanted girls because you were rejected in middle school? Was it that bad?"

Minoru looked shyly. "Now that I think about it, not really, but everyone had a girlfriend or someone who liked them. All except me. I was practically invisible, other than being shoved into lockers with my own spheres. Girls at my school seemed to liked guys who were tall, cool, handsome, and even arrogant at times. Each time I got rejected, I was more…desperate. By the time I went to prom, I didn't even get to dance with anyone. Between that and being the shortest and weakest I felt inadequate. I felt like…I didn't belong."

Mina felt her heart pulse in empathy for Minoru, not knowing of this unspoken baggage he held. 'Middle school could be such a killjoy for some. I never would have guessed he felt that lonely…'

Momo blinked twice at that. 'His self confidence was eroded in middle school. That's probably what set him down that path of getting girls to like him.'

Mina blushed. She picked up one casing of a visual novel. "If you had shown me this stuff a few days ago I would've probably judged you harshly for this. Though it would have been mostly due to my past bias of you and nothing else."

Momo looked at the stacks of hentai manga. "Now I guess, it doesn't really matter. In fact…" Momo scooped up one manga which had a girl with a demon girl getup.

She blushed "It makes me curious to learn more. Their outfits look really nice." The creator complimented as she seemed rather enraptured by the clothing in particular. Now that she was more honest with her desires, she actually wouldn't mind making some of these more risqué outfits for her own personal use.

Mina looked at the back of a manga. "*snorts* It's actually not a big deal especially since we're gonna be doing loads more than what drawings could do. Looks like we got some material to work with next time we feel up for a little frolic between the sheets. It'll be fun to have a bit of roleplay every now and again. Am I right class rep?" Mina said, winking conspiratorially.

Momo licked her dry lips. "There's so much to work with. With my quirk, this would actually be possible to an extent. Is this what you really like, Mineta? You can be honest."

Mineta placed all of it under the bed again, neatly tucked away.

"I did…it's just fantasy of course but thank you for at least trying to understand…I didn't really plan on so much of this when I was younger. It just happened." Mineta said.

Momo clenched her fists in determination. "Then it's settled. When we next get to it, we'll simulate one of these magazines."

Mina winked. "We'll be sure to make it interesting for all of us. We're heroes after all, so everything will be super fun!"

"If you two are *gulp* willing then I'll be happy to do the same for you of course." Mineta gulped.

Mina blushed. "In all honesty, I do have this one…Invader Insertion…we could try that one day."

Minoru and Momo looked at Mina wide eyed.

The pinkette sputtered. "What!? I was curious and got some of these visual novels in my room too okay! Some of these have great stories once you get behind the smut."

Minoru was in disbelief. "We can compare our collections!"

Mina sucked in her lips. "My little 'collection' is nothing like yours though! But yeah, there's some that you're totally missing out on! Like Love Virus."

Momo had a lustful glint in her eye as she smirked at Mineta. "Well…we'll be sure to keep that in mind. Right Minoru!"

Mineta felt his lips dry. Whether Momo knew it or not, her lust is steadily growing and it's turning him on.

Momo and Mina looked around the rest of the room, noticing that Mineta, hentai aside, held a vast collection of first debut comics of all notorious heroines ranging from Midnight to even the older generations of heroes.

Mina admired the collection. "Woah! At least it's not all pervy stuff! You even got the first debut of Gallant Gal! Oh and look, Jungle Jen! Talk about classic!"

Mineta smiled, a look of nerdlike adoration registered in his eyes. "They were great. They may be old, but without them there wouldn't be the heroes of today!"

Momo picked up one comic with a woman flying with a white cape. "How about this one?"

Mineta had a shine in his eyes. "Oh that is a good one! That's Nana Shimura, The Caped Crusader herself, Skywalker! She was a beast, my grandpa from my mom's side told me all about her, she had the sweetest smile no matter what! Brains, personality and beauty. A top tier keeper! I wish I got to meet her!"

Mina raised an eyebrow. "I guess I could roll with that. Strange, I never heard of her."

Mineta pondered. "She passed away in the line of duty years ago. Grandpa always did tell me that she wasn't one for fame, she was one for action! A heroes' hero! Her deeds are remembered to this day if you ask some older folks."

Momo looked at the pretty woman on the cover of her debut magazine. "Did your grandfather ever know her personally?"

Mineta shook his head in the negative. "Not really. He was a clerk at a clothing store once. Got a front line seat when she saved some people from a speeding truck before flying off in the blink of an eye. Told me that the pictures never did her justice, she just had this…aura around her…made him feel safe and he wanted to become brave like her. So…he became a traffic cop."

Mina laughed. "A traffic cop for real?"

Mineta chuckled. "Yeah, not that big a shift in his life right? But lemme tell you, my grandad is the fastest man I knew, at least before I met Iida. Tough as nails too, at least compared to non-heroes. Nobody could get the drop on him in the streets! You wouldn't guess how tough he was until you took him on."

Mineta whipped out a small photo from his desk revealing to the two girls a family photo with one man who definitely had the signature height of a Mineta family member. The strange thing was that even in his traffic cop outfit, he appeared to look like Minoru but with a thick grey mustache that covered his lips. His spheres were navy blue in color. He was winking at the camera along with Minoru and his family who all had their thumbs up. Of all the short Minetas he was the tallest, and a bit stockier than they were, clearly a sign of developed muscularity.

"We took this before I went to the academy. Still looks good for a man in his 70s." Mineta said with pride.

Mina gushed over Mineta's passionate description of his elder. "Your family's really nice! You seem to really love them."

Mineta smiled gleefully. "Why wouldn't I? One day I wouldn't mind having a family of my own too!"

'Is that the reason for his original dream of girls liking him? To build a family like the one he grew up in? They all seem very close…' Momo analyzed the photo, the image supported by the tight knit family dynamics she had seen in person so far.

Mina blushed and whispered in his ears. "If you keep this up you might get that dream sooner than you think." She smooched his ear making Mineta flushed from the spontaneous display of affection. He felt giddy from the pinkette, who proceeded to suckle his right earlobe.

Mina purred as she nibbled Mineta's earlobe "No use denying it, I know you like this very much. *giggles*"

Momo analyzed the debut comics. Noticing how cleanly they were kept, wrapped in plastic wrap to prevent dust as well as wear and tear. Looking at the hentai and looking at the debut comics, it was clear that the small pervert though lecherous, heavily admired these real life heroines. She took a look at the figurines, which were all based on the heroines throughout history, it was a vast collection.

Seeing it through the eyes of one such as Minoru, Momo came to a stunning realization. Mineta never looked down on heroines, in fact he seemed to worship them. Considering his attachment to his doting sisters and his mother, Mineta seemed to just want that closeness and affection from the woman he would have sought out romantically speaking.

'He wanted…to be seen…he just didn't know how…before he and I met that night.' Momo concluded. She felt a tad saddened as she empathized with Minoru's previous desperation. He was simply a boy who sought affection the wrong way, a way that could have ruined his growth as a man. The kind of man he was proudly becoming more and more with each passing day.

She smiled, evermore proud of his attempt to try to change his ways. Momo picked up Mineta mid speech as he was toyed with by Mina, before giving him a deep kiss.

Mineta gasped. "What was that for?"

Momo winked. "For doing your best and…personally because I wanted to."

Mina grinned teethily. "Let's dogpile him!"

Momo and Mina dogpiled atop of Mineta on his bed, making Mineta laugh as they double teamed him.

Momo giddily smiled. She began placing her fingertips against his stomach, causing the purple headed boy to let out a chuckle that had escaped his lungs. "Plus I never knew you were so ticklish before today!"

The two began tickling Mineta into submission, he being helpless as they were both far taller than he was.

Mina followed suit. "You're right! Now we know what gets you all worked up as well ehehehe!" Mina laughed faux evilly as she tickled his sides.

"Ahahaha! Mina! Momo! S-stop!" Mineta laughed, losing his composure as the girls swarmed him.

Mineta suffered the ticklish sensation of the girls who couldn't help but laugh along with his torment. As they did so, the duo would place kisses against his face, before laying a swarm of ticklish flanking on his sensitive body.

Meanwhile outside the room a group of people filled the hall. Some of class 1A had gone upstairs with all the ruckus and out of concern that the three girls had yet to come downstairs to eat. Specifically, the classmates consisted of Ochaco, Iida, Sero, and Tsuyu.

All of them witnessed much. From the kissing to the tickle fight. It left no doubt in their mind that Minoru, Momo and Mina were far beyond the boundaries of platonic classmates.

Ochaco hitched in her throat. Her eyes were wide and bulging out of their sockets. Her face burned red. "Wh-wh-when did this start happening!"

Iida had his jaw on the floor. "This can't be real, practicing polygamy without so much as a first date! Has he no decency!?"

Sero had a prevalent 'oh' expression on his face. "I only came over to see his comic collection, but instead I found this! This is better than any comic. Lucky bastard!"

Tsuyu lacked her usual beady eyes, as the black parts of her irises had turned white, as if her soul had left her body. Her more common sense manner of dealing with real life had not prepared her for such an impossible grouping. She had noticed Mineta seeming more calm than usual, but not the affectionate, amorous display that Momo and Mina were dishing out as if it were second nature. And the object of said affection was none other than Minoru too! The frog girl's mind cracked like an egg.

"RIBBIT!"

The three occupants of the room stopped in place, slowly twitching nervously towards the audience they had unintentionally drawn in.

A graveyard silence permeated the room, save for the muffled ambience of downstairs.

At this point Jiro had finally left her shower, completely clean and redressed when she had stumbled unintentionally upon this sight. She looked at Momo and Mina atop Mineta. On his bed. Minoru's face was coated in smooch marks and hickeys.

Jiro hyperventilated, her breathing sporadically shifting before her eyes rolled up to the back of her head

THUD

And fainted. Out like a light.

Minimu had literally walked his way towards the commotion, a red suckler in his mouth. As the little brother saw his elder brother with the two women on his bed, his suckler slipped out of his mouth at the shock alone.

Denki immediately appeared, hearing Tsuyu let out a prominent frog like yelp. "What's going on? Jiro?"

He looks into the room from the corner of his eye, his arms sagged from his shoulders upon the sight of his friend and his 'honored guests'.

(A/n: Que MHA Ost- Serious Shiver)

"No…no….this is not true! This is impossible!"

Mineta with a flushed face tried to needlessly and failingly cover his tracks. "Denki, it's not what it looks like…Oh who am I kidding, yes it is what it looks like!"

Momo immediately panicked, shaking Minoru like a ragdoll. "Minoru! You're not even gonna try!?"

Mina sweatdropped. "Well, there goes the secrecy…"

It was as if his soul was being burned in the flames of the hell he had stepped in. One where Minoru Mineta is a heart throb. Denki let out a shrill high pitched echoed scream that bounced against the walls. Yelling at the top of his lungs for the very heavens to hear his cry as he clasped his scalp with both hands. His once reformed mind had once again been slam dunked into the darkness of internal insecure anguish.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

(A/n: End Ost Track)

CHAPTER END